After properly handling the aftermath of Mei Niang and Baili Niuniu, Luan Tian sat quietly in the void, his body swaying gently with the breeze. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He looked around lightly, and in the distance, Qingyun Dao and Xuan Lingzi were also sitting cross-legged on the ground, the wind swept over the pale hair on their heads, and their expressions were a little tired.

A brief trace of pathos and confusion flashed in Luan Tian's eyes, maybe many things were not as he imagined, in memory and imagination, they were all beautiful, and the reality was very cruel.

He suddenly had a new understanding of the path of cultivation, and Luan Tian suddenly felt that if he adjusted his perspective and looked at things from another angle, maybe his perception would be completely different.

At this time, the sky of the entire Tianmang Realm showed a blood-red color, and the blood color was still deepening, as if there was a purple-black breath coming out. This color has been going on for a long time, but no one notices.

Passing between the wings of his nose was the wind coming out in the distance, filled with a pungent bloody aura, Luan Tian looked up at the sky with a slightly blank expression, and his expression was a little sad.

"This is really...

He muttered in his mouth, lowered his head thoughtfully, and the sporadic words that were already as low as the whispers of mosquitoes and flies flew away and dissipated in the messy wind.

At this time, the Qingyun Sect and others had all withdrawn to the sect, Qingyun Dao and Xuan Lingzi were directing everyone to be busy, and Chen Hao led hundreds of disciples to keep repairing the big killing weapon.

Luan Tian was the only one left outside the Qingyun Sect of the huge Tianyun Mountain, and at this time he was bowing his head and groaning, thoughtful. After a few breaths, he suddenly raised his head, as if remembering something very important. Immediately, he took a big step and stepped into the Qingyun Sect in one step.

Xuan Lingzi's divine sense has never left Luan Tian, but he doesn't intend to pay attention to him, he understands his disciple's character, and he won't do it rashly if he hasn't planned it.

Luan Tian's footsteps didn't seem to move, but in an instant, he flew to the north peak, and after dodging into the cabin where Ziyi once lived, there was no sound.

The people of the Qingyun Sect were all busy, and except for a few people, no one else paid attention to this scene. A few hours passed quickly, and the blood-red morning sun rose again from the east...

The early morning of this day is not much different from the past, there is a sunrise and a sunset; There are flowers blooming, there are flowers thanking; Some people live, some people die; Someone goes, someone returns...

And the early morning of this day was completely different from the past. After this war, almost all the small sects in the Tianmang Realm have died out, and the slightly larger sects have not been affected, and the difference between the situation and the destruction of the sect is only a millimeter.

Not only the Wu Clan, not only the Human Race, most of the monks of various clans in the Tianmang Realm were killed or injured, and the Reincarnation Dao was bustling for a while. The monks who were still alive went into retreat, and some advanced cultivators even began a long period of reflection and enlightenment while retreating.

Luan Tian did not retreat, but he had naturally already thought for a long time, although he had only been meditating for a few hours calmly, but since the beginning of the war, he had never stopped thinking.

Counting on his fingers, the day of entering the Immortal Ancient Dao Ruins is approaching day by day, and now Luan Tian has made up his mind that the Immortal Ancient Dao Ruins must go to break through.

It's just that before going to the Immortal Ancient Dao Ruins, he first has to complete another important thing. This matter is what he once promised, Luan Tian is a promise, not to mention, this is a promise made decades ago.

Moreover, this matter has become more and more bizarre now, just for this promise, Luan Tian must go, and at this time, he has to go.

His purpose, the South Seas!

"Xiaomi..."

Luan Tian's voice was soft, but the words were clear.

Xiaomi silently floated out of the Qiankun Ring and stood quietly opposite Luan Tian without squeaking. But the look in his eyes told him that he had understood everything.

"Let's go to the South China Sea!"

"Hmm!"

Xiaomi always looked at Luan Tian, in addition to anger, there was also a perseverance, and there was also a trace of inexplicable sadness in his eyes.

He didn't know where this sorrow came from or why, but at this moment, it was clearly born from the bottom of his heart and appeared on his face, which naturally couldn't escape Luan Tian's eyes.

"Let's go."

Luan Tian seemed to be blind to Xiaomi's sadness, and didn't say much, but floated out of the house, followed by Xiaomi.

When the two of them flew out of the North Peak, they saw the figures of hundreds of Qingyun Sect disciples floating in the air, floating around one by one. At the top, Chen Hao was directing them, repairing the big killer day and night.

Chen Hao's eyes were red, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he thought that he had not been rested in recent days. He didn't notice that Luan Tian flew out of the North Peak, and Master and Uncle were in retreat, and now in his eyes, it was imperative to seize all the time to repair the Great Killing Weapon.

Luan Tian seemed to be strolling at a low altitude, and came to the door of Xuan Lingzi's cave in a few steps, the door of the cave was closed, and it was obvious that Xuan Lingzi had begun to retreat.

When he flew out from the Qingyun Dao person, who was also closed in the cave door, Luan Tian waved his hand and took out two jade slips, his fingertips flying, and he wrote what he was going to say into the two jade slips respectively.

After the jade slip was written, Luan Tian happened to fly behind Chen Hao, and at this time, Chen Hao had already sensed Luan Tian's arrival, and he turned around.

"Senior brother."

Chen Hao looked at Luan Tian with a pair of starry eyes, his unspeakably tired eyes full of concern.

"Senior brother, when the two old men leave the customs, hand over this thing to them."

As he spoke, he didn't see any movement from Luan Tian, and the two jade slips had already flown straight in front of Chen Hao.

"Okay."

When the word came out, Chen Hao stretched out his hand and waved his sleeves, and the two jade pieces were easily put into the storage bag by him.

"Senior brother, are you going to leave again?"

In the process of collecting the jade slip, Chen Hao's eyes kept staring at Luan Tian, it seemed that he knew him too well.

"Hmm."

Luan Tian looked at Chen Hao and nodded resolutely, his expression calm.

"Take care!"

Chen Hao didn't say much, all the words he wanted to say were deeply hidden in each other's every move.

"Senior brother, take care!"

Luan Tian hugged his fist at Chen Hao, and his expression became slightly solemn. Chen Hao nodded, didn't say anything more, turned around, and continued to direct everyone to repair the big killer.

After glancing at Chen Hao's back, Luan Tian turned around slightly, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and his body flew quickly into the air.

In the high sky, Luan Tian's figure paused for a few breaths, his gaze went straight down, and landed on the graves of Baili Niu Niu and Mei Niang, his expression became complex and dignified.

After a few breaths, he didn't see any movement, Luan Tian's body suddenly flew away like an arrow from Xuan, at an incredibly fast speed, heading due south...