In the far west, in the desert of the desert, a figure lost its soul and walked aimlessly, its clothes in tatters, its hair unkempt, and its beard disheveled!

"I hate it! I hate how that kid can get the favor of his master! I am the current master of the Heavenly Poison Palace! He is just an old immortal heir, why should he be so good to him!" he roared indiscriminately, his eyes full of madness and resentment!

It's none other than Beitang Qingyun, who was afraid of Zhou Yu and Beitang Feng and fled in a hurry!

The contemporary palace master of the Heavenly Poison Palace, the descendant disciple of Beitang Feng!

At the beginning, he was jealous of Zhou Yu and wanted to go crazy, and he leaked Zhou Yu's whereabouts with a thought, and wanted to completely eradicate Zhou Yu with the hands of the Kunlun Sword Sect and the Sand Thief Alliance, but he didn't expect him to escape!

Originally, he wouldn't be afraid, after all, as the master of the contemporary Heavenly Poison Palace in the Western Regions, he had a lot of power!

But in the first battle of the demon clan, Beitang Feng reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and forcibly took the disciples of the Heavenly Poison Palace to the East China Sea to fight, causing Beitang Qingyun to be afraid!

It turned out that in front of his master, all the disciples were unreliable!

When the news that Ximen Feimo had also become a holy realm spread to the Western Regions, Beitang Qingyun's whole person was like a lightning strike, if it was said that Dongfang Feizheng was a holy realm, he could barely calm down, but now there is a double saint, even Zhou Yu has become a Fengtian realm, and he is not yet in the Fengtian realm, thinking of the result of the truth breaking out, Beitang Qingyun suddenly couldn't sleep and couldn't sleep, and chose to flee in a hurry!

Now, it has been half a year since he entered the extreme western desert alone, and Beitang Qingyun has already changed from the handsome Tianjiao of the Western Regions to a person who describes the withered people!

These six months are tantamount to a trip to hell for Beitang Qingyun, who has held power for a long time!

Jealousy, resentment, madness, all the negative emotions have already turned Beitang Qingyun into a demon returning from hell!

Zombie!

At this time, it is trekking in the depths of the desert with great difficulty, where not only the population is extinct, but even the poplar in the desert is also extinct, which can be called a forbidden area of life!

As far as the eye can see, the endless sea!

Beitang Qingyun only felt the burning heat in his throat like a fire, he hadn't drunk a drop of water for seven days, and now he was just relying on a crazy support!

The sky and the sea seem to be connected, and there is no distinction between front and back, left and right!

With a "poof", Beitang Qingyun's feet were empty, and he rolled down directly from the sand dune, lying on the ground for a long time and couldn't move!

"I can't die! I must hold on! I will kill you, old thing! I will not die! I will kill all those who disobey me! Kill, kill!" Beitang Qingyun's mind reverberated with a strong obsession, which was also the only basis for him to survive as if he was isolated in the desert!

In the desert of the Western Regions, there are many ancient relics and ruins!

Beitang Qingyun had seen the scales and half-claws of a relic in the classics of the Heavenly Poison Palace a long time ago, it was in the real no-man's land! This was the purpose of him falling into the boundless desert alone!

Only when he gets a real big opportunity can he be ashamed! Only then can he kill all the people he wants to kill!

I don't know how long I walked, when Beitang Qingyun's eyes were blurred, I only felt a lightness under my feet, and then the whole person was planted into a cold place. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Cold?" Beitang Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and then a sweetness overflowed from his mouth and nose.

That's right, the water, the lake, and the place where the green clouds of the North Hall fell was a small lake!

"Heaven is endless! Hahaha, the old immortal, damn Zhou Yu, you wait for me!" A trace of hatred flashed in Beitang Qingyun's heart, and he immediately sank to the bottom of the lake without hesitation......

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In a hidden place in the Western Regions, there is a continuous strange palace, surrounded by snakes and insects, and poison is rampant, but the black-robed people who come and go are familiar with it.

Joke, the Heavenly Poison Palace, which started with countless poisons, is really funny if it is afraid of these poisons!

It is the Heavenly Poison Palace!

In a large hall in the palace, Beitangfeng, whose face was full of ravines, looked at a beam of moonlight that came in from the window, and sighed sadly.

Beitang Feng never dreamed that his disciple would say goodbye without saying goodbye, abandon this huge Heavenly Poison Palace, and disappear without a trace!

Now, after Beitang Qingyun disappeared for half a year, Beitang Feng finally figured out what happened in the first place!

"Alas......" Beitang Feng sighed, who would have expected his disciple to be so narrow-minded?

If it weren't for the news of Brother Ximen's breakthrough a few days ago that spread all over the Western Regions, the Kunlun Sword Sect was shaken, for fear that the incident of chasing and killing Zhou Yu would lead to a disaster for the sect, so he specially came to ask himself, an old thing, to make peace in the middle, and Beitangfeng was still hiding it in the dark.

Beitang Feng is incomprehensible, and he can't understand what his disciples are doing! He is already the master of the Heavenly Poison Palace, he has a great future, and he has more hope of ascending to the overlord of the Western Regions, and the latter is just a casual cultivator, and he has a lot of roots with Beitang Feng, so why bother to be jealous of a person who has come to the Western Regions to practice?

Beitang Feng swore that he had never had the idea of handing over the Heavenly Poison Palace to Zhou Yu!

Who would have thought that Beitang Qingyun was bright on the outside, but dark on the inside?

Now, Beitang Qingyun is missing, and Beitang Feng has no choice but to re-enter the Heavenly Poison Palace, but he is secretly disappointed in his heart, he and Brother Ximen, different descendants, completely different qualities!

Beitangfeng had to admit that his disciple brother was really inferior to Ximen!

At this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the dark palace, standing respectfully in front of Beitang Feng.

"Is there any news for the rebel?" Beitang Feng said in a deep voice, his voice unconsciously a few degrees higher, with a nervousness that even he himself could not notice.

The black shadow said respectfully: "Back to the palace master, the whereabouts of the young master of Qingyun are secretive, and his subordinates have tried their best, but they can only find that he seems to have passed through the barbarian tribes of the Western Regions and entered the extreme west......"

When Beitang Feng heard this, he couldn't hide his disappointment and waved his hand, "Go down! Continue to investigate, and report at any time!" In the bottom of his heart, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, no news is good news, in the end, Beitang Qingyun is a disciple he has cultivated in Beitang Feng for decades, and he has put too much effort into it, and now his whereabouts are unknown, but it is the best result......

"If it is really found, what should the old man do...... Alas......" In the dark and uninhabited palace, Beitangfeng sighed lightly, his heart was full of sadness, and the top of his head was silver, as if he had aged ten years in half a year......

"If you can, don't show up again...... Let's live well in a hidden place......"

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Shacheng is still prosperous, with endless merchants coming and going, and in the mountains and Gobi hundreds of miles away in its southwest, there was a loud noise in the lobby of the Sand Thieves Alliance, and the surrounding sand thieves were silent and trembling......

"Since the news of the god-killing came from Middle-earth, the temper of the alliance leader has become more and more irritable...... I don't know how many of them are, alas, it's not easy to be a sand thief these days!" sighed an old sand thief wrapped in a black robe with a thin face.