The sound of the wind gradually sounded, and the dark red sand and gravel gathered into a stream of sand like snakes, which was swept into the sky by the increasingly violent wind.

Above the sky, it was as black as ink, and the occasional violent lightning bolt flashed by, which was deafening.

Ye Shengqing stepped on the [Thunder Sword] and flew close to the ground with the tide moon and the wind.

Rao had tried his best to stabilize his center of gravity, but there were several times when he was almost swept up by the wind and thrown into the air.

And this is just the prelude to the real madness and chaos of the nether night.

"Senior Brother Ye, we won't die, right, the people of the Sword Sect must already be looking for us everywhere, right?"

Xiyue said as if he was asking and comforting himself.

Ye Shengqing's center of gravity was facing to the left, and he manipulated the flying sword under his feet to dodge a lightning bolt that fell from the sky.

It wasn't until the lightning blasted the red sand out of a charred black hole that the "booming" thunder rang out for a long time.

Ye Shengqing nodded, and said in an affirmative tone: "We'll be fine, I promise." ”

At this time, a gust of wind suddenly appeared in front of Ye Shengqing, his pupils shrank, and before he could react, he was thrown up by the violent air current.

"Ahh

Fortunately, Ye Shengqing also grabbed her at the same time, and one after another blue-green sword qi emanated from Ye Shengqing's body, but it was shattered again and again in the ravages of the wind, and it couldn't stop the effective defense at all.

Ye Shengqing hugged Xiyue and Chasing the Wind tightly, and the two of them rose and fell in the wind like leaves, and their fragile bodies seemed to be shattered.

A flash of lightning suddenly appeared in the storm, it was the [Thunder Sword]!

I saw that on this lightning sword saint temporarily borrowed Ye Shengqing's broad-bladed broadsword, a full twelve golden runes appeared one after another.

The divine sword has a spirit, and when Ye Shengqing really encountered an unsolvable crisis, the [Ben Thunder Sword] burst out of power on its own, and flew to Ye Shengqing's side with a "boom".

Ye Shengqing suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and with the help of the [Thunder Sword], he successfully escaped the scope of the storm.

But as far as the eye can see, in the vast world and the world, there are terrifying tornadoes one after another, and there is nowhere to avoid it.

"We can't go any further, we have to find a place to hide!" Ye Shengqing said.

Xiyue Chasing Wind looked at the thunderstorms and winds raging between heaven and earth, and muttered, "But this, but where can I hide from this?"

Ye Shengqing's eyes swept away, and finally stopped on a low-lying sandy ground, he quickly had an idea in his heart, only to see Ye Shengqing holding the [Running Thunder Sword] in both hands, and his body swooped downward, allowing the [Running Thunder Sword] surrounded by electric light to crash straight into the sand.

Rumble!

In the loud noise, Ye Shengqing opened the way with the [Thunder Sword], and directly chiseled out a hole in the ground that was not shallow.

In the cave, the electric light reappeared, and Ye Shengqing continued to deepen the depth of the tunnel, and when he realized that he was almost there, he hid in with Xiyue Chasing Wind.

The cave was pitch black, and only the wisps of electric light that burst out from the [Thunder Sword] from time to time could bring a little light to the two people in the cave.

Although Ye Shengqing has night vision, he is eager for light like the most ordinary human beings at this time.

The cavern is not stable, as evidenced by the falling sand and the constant shaking of the ground.

Ye Shengqing had already spread his sword qi in all directions, and he raised his hands to make a supporting gesture, using his own strength to maintain the stability of the cave.

In the cavern filled with the smell of sand, sweat, blood, etc., time passed minute by minute.

At this time, the shaking of the cave had become more and more violent, and under the occasional electric light from the [Ben Thunder Sword], Ye Shengqing's whole person could be seen as if he had been fished out of the water, and his face was covered with sweat.

He was already too tired, and the sword yuan in his body was almost exhausted.

"Senior Brother Ye, I'll take your place. "Tide Moon Wind Chase Channel.

As she spoke, the elven woman had spread her sword qi in all directions, and blessed the stability of the cave with the elven clan's unique secret method.

Ye Shengqing slowly withdrew his palm, and after his strength was completely withdrawn, Xiyue Chasing Wind felt what kind of burden Ye Shengqing was bearing.

It didn't take long for Xiyue Zhufeng's body to tremble slightly, but she immediately thought that Ye Shengqing had supported it for so long before, and she gritted her teeth to suppress her trembling, and supported the stability of this place with all her heart.

By the time Xiyue Chasing Wind felt that he was about to be unable to support it, Ye Shengqing had already taken over the burden at the right time.

The two of them alternated with each other and spent the night with difficulty.

When the dark red dawn finally penetrated through the entrance of the cave, Ye Shengqing and Xiyue Zhufeng felt as if they were in a different world, with joy and excitement and lingering deep tiredness.

"We ...... Succeeded?" Xiyue Chasing Wind's pretty face was as pale as paper due to excessive consumption at this time, she rubbed her eyes a little unimaginable, and when she crawled out of the hole and saw the dark red sky, she cried out "wow".

Ye Shengqing walked to Xiyue Chafeng's side with the [Thunder Sword], he patted the elven woman who was crying and laughing in front of him, grinned with dry lips, and said, "Go back to the post station." ”

"Hmm. Shizuki Chasing Wind nodded.

The two of them walked for a distance, and after their vitality had recovered, they flew towards the Sword Sect Station, which was not too far away.

......

Sword Sect, a cross-border ferry is being held up by the boat man, and it is flying towards an inverted levitating island unhurriedly.

Waiting for the ship was a tall and burly old man with a dark complexion and deep wrinkles on his face, who was none other than the Qingdian Sword Saint.

The sword master stood with his hands folded around his chest, and the constant burst of silver snake lightning from his body and the occasional beating of his temples indicated that he was on the verge of rage.

When the ferry boat and the floating island were closer, the boatman could see who was waiting to board the boat.

This usually casual boat supporter never expected that it would be the Qingdian Sword Saint himself who would come to take his ferry, so he hurriedly propped up the bamboo pole in his hand, at this time he only hated that he was not rowing fast enough, which was in stark contrast to his unhurried appearance before.

By the time the ferry docked on the floating island, the boatman was already sweating profusely, and he smiled flatteringly, "Where are the Sword Saints going?"

"The Nether. The Lightning Sword Saint stepped onto the ferry and said coldly.

He then said, "That's how you usually hold the boat?"

The sweat on the boatman's face became even heavier, and he shook his head again and again with a bitter face: "Don't dare, don't dare, the Sword Saint forgives sins." ”

The Lightning Sword Saint snorted angrily and said, "With your fastest speed, rush me to the Nether, if you are slower than my Imperial Sword, you will no longer need to support this ship." ”

The boatman was ordered to do everything he could, and a ferry boat was held up like a meteor, and soon disappeared into the depths of the night.

......

on the Tsuten Plaza.

"Well, you know what? The group of outer monks who went to the Nether Realm were attacked. ”

"I also heard that it was said that it was aimed at that Ye Shengqing, and the group of outer monks under the attack were almost all wiped out. ”

"What?"

A black-haired man of the Terran race, dressed in a pitch-black robe and carrying an exaggerated stone giant sword on his shoulder, with a burly figure like a god and a demon, stepped forward, grabbed the collar of the person who spoke before, and asked, "What the hell is the situation, you do it again!"

Lu Li walked all the way back to Tongtian Square, and heard a lot of words about the attack of the Sword Sect monk in the Nether, he was already a little worried about his friend Ye Shengqing in the Nether Realm, but now he heard that the attacker was going for Ye Shengqing, how could he not be in a hurry?

The monk who was grabbed by the collar was about to be angry, but when he saw that it was Lu Li, he sighed and said, "I also know this, you still have to ask those inner monks for the specific situation." ”

"Okay!" Lu Li let go of the other party's collar, and he stepped into the sky and flew towards the direction of the martial arts arena.

In the sky above the martial arts arena, Dugu Haotian, who was sitting in the air and meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, he looked at Lu Li, who was carrying a giant sword on his shoulder and coming from the wind, only to feel that the momentum of this outer monk had changed a lot compared to the last time he saw him.

Dugu Haotian opened his mouth and said, "You are here to inquire about Ye Shengqing?"

"Yes!" Lu Li nodded in response, he hovered in the air a few feet away from Dugu Hao, unafraid of the sword sect's ubiquitous and sharp blade-like wind, allowing them to blow through his body.

The Gangfeng in the sky above the Inverted Levitation Island was nothing to the Inner Gate Monk, but an Outer Gate Monk who had only been in the Sword Sect for more than a year could ignore the Gangfeng, which gave Dugu Haotian a new understanding of Lu Li's current physical toughness.

Dugu Hao Tiandao: "According to the information from the Nether, there is a group of killers of unknown origin who intercepted and killed Ye Shengqing's group of new Outer Gate monks in Xingyue Lake. And the leader of that team, the inner monk Long Sanguan, after confirming that the enemy's target was Ye Shengqing, decisively used spatial teleportation to teleport them all out of the battlefield. ”

Sighing, Dugu Haotian continued: "But under the interference of the enemy, the accuracy of spatial teleportation could not be guaranteed, and the group of outer sect monks were teleported to different places. If they were somewhere else, the matter might be over here, but the night in the Nether was full of dangers, and if they could reach the nearest post station before dark, they would be safe and sound. ”

"Then have they arrived, how is Ye Shengqing?" Lu Li asked continuously.

Dugu Haotian shook his head and said, "At that time, there was only so much information to transmit, and my master and Qingdian Sword Saint had already set off for the Nether Realm, and with my master here, all problems could be solved." ”

"I'm going to the Nether Realm too!" Lu Li immediately said.

He didn't feel that with the Lightning Sword Master there, he didn't need to do anything more. In his concept, friends are very rare, and they are worth sacrificing his life to protect.

"The ferry to the Nether has already departed, if you want to go, you can only go alone, and if you want to cross the border, you must have the strength of the Juggernaut level. Dugu Haotian shook his head and said.

Although he was worried in his heart, he couldn't go to the Nether, Lu Lijian's eyebrows furrowed, and his heart was very unhappy.

Seeing Lu Li's appearance, Dugu Haotian rarely persuaded him: "Ye Shengqing is also my junior brother, if he is not dead at this time, he will definitely be able to protect him with his master's ability, and if he is, he will be able to protect him, and if he is...... If something happens, your worries are meaningless. For you, the most important thing is to improve your strength quickly and steadily. ”

Lu Li naturally understood that his own strength was the foundation that could determine everything, so he pressed down his irritability, hugged Dugu Haotian seriously, randomly turned around, and thought about Tongtian Square.

Looking at Lu Li's distant back, Dugu Haotian shook his head and said to himself: "Although this Lu Li's weather has an indomitable force, his own emotions are also quite unstable, and it seems that it is the impact of the surge in strength in a short period of time. ”

Lu Li, who had swept several miles away from the wind, couldn't hear these comments, and now he had initially mastered the first part of the true meaning of the "Twelve Swords of the Heavenly Demons", and while his own strength had improved, his temperament and emotions had inevitably undergone some changes.

Perhaps, as Dugu Haotian said, the surge in strength in the short term is a blessing or a curse, no one can say.