Ling Chuxi forcibly transported the True Yuan Qi to resist this coercion, and looked up at Lu, but he didn't see any figures.

Immediately afterward, she felt a strange sensation sweep over her, as if a pair of eyes were watching her closely.

Cold sweat broke out from his forehead. Divine Sense, it turned out that someone was using Divine Sense to probe themselves and have cultivated Divine Determination, Ling Chuxi was no stranger to this feeling. But she never imagined that her divine sense could be so powerful that it could exude such a terrifying coercion.

Ling Chuxi didn't dare to move, but his divine sense was so strong, so if the other party wanted to kill him, it would be as simple as pinching an ant to death.

"Who the hell is this? Why does it suddenly appear? Is it because of purging? Ling Chuxi guessed, and worries and worries rose in his heart that he had never felt before.

The divine sense swept across her body and headed towards the Falling Dust Sword. Ling Chuxi suddenly felt that in the middle of his mind, the subtle connection with the sword spirit suddenly disappeared, as if it had been completely cut off, and the dust sword on his waist suddenly lost all his spirituality, becoming like an ordinary iron sword.

The Cangyuan Sword Spirit actually fell into a complete sleep at this moment. Obviously, the Cangyuan Sword Spirit was aware of all this, so it cut off the mental connection with Ling Chuxi at this moment.

That divine sense stayed on the Falling Dust Sword for a long time, scanning back and forth. Ling Chuxi felt that this divine sense was not coming at Huangfu Qingju, but at the Falling Dust Sword, or more precisely, at the Cangyuan Sword Spirit.

While nervous, her heart was inexplicably much lighter.

Finally, when the divine consciousness was withdrawn, Ling Chuxi was sweating profusely, and he actually had a feeling of the rest of his life.

A moment later, a man in a robe with dancing sleeves appeared above the endless sky, like a king over the world, looking down on all the beings below.

Since they were thousands of feet away, Ling Chuxi seemed to be able to see the fierce light in those eyes. He stared at Ling Chuxi for a long time, as if thinking about something.

Suddenly, another earth-shattering aura rose from another direction and diffused, which was the direction in which Huangfu Qingjie left.

The man's eyes lit up and chased him in the direction of Huangfu Qingjue.

Between the mountains and snow, the previous calm and peace were restored again, and in the forest, there were a few joyful birds and beasts, and the snowflakes accompanied by ice crystals also fell lightly to the ground again.

Ling Chuxi's eyes were filled with mist.

It turned out that Huang Fuqing did not leave because of his own identity, but for himself. The person just now should be the hidden powerhouse he said, and Huangfu Qingjue left in order to lure him away.

What does it mean that Huangfu Qing will lead him away, instead of facing him head-on? It shows that he is not sure of victory, and he is afraid that he will encounter danger, so he can only lead him away.

Letting the snowflakes sprinkle all over his hair and spread all over his shoulders, Ling Chuxi remained motionless and couldn't calm down for a long time.

It took a long time for Ling Chuxi's thoughts to return to reality.

strength, all because his own strength is not enough, otherwise Huangfu Qing will never risk his life.

Only then did Ling Chuxi deeply understand the meaning of Huangfu Qingjue's words when he left, before he had enough strength, even if he was willing to share everything for him, it would only become a burden to him.

A deep sense of powerlessness came over me, but then it was an incomparably strong determination.