The barren sky is so violent, like a meteor, it just lands in the center of the field so quickly.

It's like a meteorite from outside the sky.

It hit the ground like this.

The ground cracked in all directions, like a tortoise shell like fragile porcelain.

At this time, the desolate sky is no longer the strong man who is admired and feared by everyone, nor is he the head of the goshawk regiment who turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain in Tianhuangfang City, he was just a father who lost his beloved son at this time.

Although for many people, a person like Huang Rahu died innocently, and his death brought great cheers, but at this time, everyone was extremely worried about the woman holding the sword in the field.

She killed Arrahu and did what everyone wanted to do, but they didn't dare to do or couldn't do, so she deserved everyone's cheers.

But at this time, they could only watch the desolate sky clean up the look on his face, from a man who tasted the ultimate pain, and in this instant, he became a powerful avenger.

He looked at Ning Qingqiu with cold eyes, as if he had a bitter hatred for her.

In fact, it doesn't have to be like it, they do have a blood feud.

The hatred of killing a son is definitely the most advanced of all blood feuds.

Ning Qingqiu felt the sharp murderous aura raging on his skin, and he was not afraid of rejecting joy.

She has been longing for a strong opponent for a long time, although she can fight with Chen Xuangan and them, but Chen Xuangan is indeed worthy of being one of the two walls of the Tang Dynasty, she really can't beat him, and there is Lu Changsheng and Qiye, they are the kind of people who absolutely can't beat but the other party will definitely release water on her, and it is too far from the kind of life and death battle that Ning Qingqiu wants, so-

At this time, it turned out to be a desolation, which was really an unexpected joy.

Desolate said indifferently: "I don't care who you are, and I don't care what you are going to do here in Tianhuangfang City, but you shouldn't have killed Rahu, so ...... You must pay for my son's life today. ”

"It is natural to repay debts and kill people to pay for their lives, but to be honest, this is the truth of mortals, and monks are the most unreasonable existence, what is the meaning of you coming to me to say such things to me at this time?"

There was no gesture of begging for mercy.

Desolation didn't appreciate such hard bones, he was more like seeing the pitiful appearance of tearful begging for mercy.

Because only then can the hatred in his heart be dispelled.

"You make a move, or when I make a move, you won't have any chance. ”

Ning Qingqiu smiled faintly.

"No, I don't. Since my debut, it's not that I haven't lost, but I quit without a fight, and I haven't done it once, so this time is no exception. ”

That kind of bearing, like Ling Shuang Hanmei, looks really heartbreaking.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"You don't have to worry about that. ”

The two fathers and sons, Huang Cang and Huang Rahu, have one thing in common, that is, their self-confidence is really the same.

Could it be that this guy has not seen that he is not a Jindan monk in front of him, nor is it the Yuan Ying guessed by most of the people present, but a real god true monarch who is on an equal footing with him!

Maybe he was blinded by hatred, maybe because he hadn't met a decent opponent for too many years, this man's sense of danger had dropped to a certain extent, if he didn't have the shame to do any sneak attack at this time, maybe it would be easy to clean up this scavenger's almost demonic guy by word of mouth.

Although the shockwave caused by the time will almost completely rebuild the entire team of waste pickers, it is not possible.

"You're not worried?"

Ji Du asked.

The man wearing the black hat is tall, although he is tightly covered from top to bottom, even he can't see through the fog around him at all, but he definitely makes the maximum estimate of the opponent's strength.

Even if it is a barren sky, in his eyes, he may not be able to win steadily over the mysterious man next to him.

And because Ning Qingqiu and him are teammates, then for the strength of Mingyuan and his group, Ji Du's heart has continuously improved several levels, but at the beginning of the communication, he never thought that the strength of these people was monster-level.

Although it was a little surprising for him to solve the white-faced ghost and the tiger roar so neatly at the beginning, it was just that, but later Ning Qingqiu killed Huang Luohu, which really made him a little unacceptable.

The enemy of his life is so dead in front of his eyes?

Probably he never thought that he would be so obscure until he died, so he died.

Ji is a bit of a rabbit and a dead fox, and empathizes.

But in my heart, I was even more determined to have a good relationship with these people.

Although they should all be outsiders pretending to be scavengers, the purpose of coming must not be simple, but they will not give up such a powerful ally because of petty profits.

But—

I didn't expect that what Huang Luohu wanted to take away from these people was the legendary Heavenly Desolate Sword, which was not just a simple divine sword, but also the key to control the Heavenly Desolate Battlefield.

Although Ji Du maintains a skeptical attitude towards the legend of the Heavenly Desolate Sword, it is better to believe it than not, for the scavengers, the status of the Heavenly Desolate Sword is more extraordinary than any legendary treasure of the divine weapon.

Because scavengers belong to the Heavenly Desolation Battlefield.

They are struggling and fighting here, and all the honor and disgrace of life and death are here, so it is logical that the Heavenly Desolate Sword has become a holy object that only appears in the dreams of all scavengers.

Ning Qingqiu's situation became precarious.

Even if it is the desolate sky himself, it is probably the idea of fighting the Heavenly Desolate Sword.

The son can be reborn without it, and for the monk who has an incomparably long lifespan, maybe the bloodline and the son are not as important as themselves, maybe the desolate sky also has a relationship with the desolate Luohu, but the greed for the Heavenly Desolate Sword is definitely an important factor that prompts him to end up in person regardless of his identity.

Ning Qingqiu didn't plan to hide it anymore.

It doesn't make sense.

Because things are already getting bigger.

If you don't have enough strength, you won't be able to protect the Heavenly Desolate Sword at all.

And since this sword is a secret involving the Heavenly Desolate Battlefield, it is impossible to give it to others easily.

Ning Qingqiu is not a big wrongdoer.

Pick up the leak yourself, and it's normal for others to see that your eyes are hot, but if someone really comes to grab it, it's definitely not agreeing.