Suddenly, the entire white world gradually fell apart with the dissipation of Zhong Liyun, and cracks appeared at the edge of the sky, spreading out like a spider's web, and a loud roar came from the sky, like thousands of troops galloping, deafening!

The white world shattered, and under the crack was a bottomless abyss, revealing endless coldness, and Yu Qixia fell into this endless abyss with the collapse of the world and nowhere to stay, and he subconsciously closed his eyes......

After a long time, when he opened his eyes, he was still the dojo in front of him, the spear in front of him, and the bones were still sitting quietly in place, not moving.

Looking at Zhong Liyun's bones, the endless loneliness was like a huge net, covering his mind all over the world, and he let out a long sigh.

No matter how high the cultivation is, in the end, it is not a fate where dust returns to dust, just like this Zhong Liyun's predecessors, sitting here, even the beloved things cannot be taken away......

This encounter made Yu Qixia's mood change greatly, and his breath gradually became mature, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned when he understood the rules of the world......

"Boy?" Devouring is a little strange, just now after Yu Qixia was shrouded in divine light for a while, his breath seemed to change as if he was a person, and he became a little unfamiliar!

"Boss, I'm fine. Yu Qixia shook his head and said, I don't want to worry about him, the most important thing now is to cultivate as soon as possible, make myself strong, and seek justice for my mother!

What kind of loneliness has long been left behind by him, and it has disappeared completely, and some are just determined to become stronger, even if it ends up turning into dust, he is still willing to move forward!

Yu Qixia turned his head to look at the spear, and thought of Zhong Liyun again, let out a sigh again, then held the body of the spear again, and suddenly pulled it upward, with a bang, the black dragon spear was pulled out from the crack in the ground, and the black gas in the crack seemed to be unsealed, and erupted violently, like a volcanic eruption, accompanied by bursts of earth-shattering dragon groans, and the momentum was violent!

The entire dojo trembled under the vibration of the dragon's chant, as if the end had come, there was a roar, and the mountains and rocks shook down, during which Yu Qixia collected Zhong Liyun's bones into the spirit ring and put it away. Then he bit his fingertips and dripped a drop of blood into the body of the black dragon spear.

After coming into contact with the blood, the body of the black dragon spear shook one by one dark black streamers, and the blue inscriptions also naturally appeared, the head of the spear shook suddenly, and bursts of dragon power came out of the gun, and then the body of the spear trembled suddenly, and the dark black streamer gradually converged, turning into a black dragon, coiling the entire body of the gun, accompanied by a shocking momentum, making people feel not angry and self-righteous!

After feeling that the black dragon spear was mixed with himself, Yu Qixia's heart moved, and the black dragon spear instantly turned into a black light and merged into his eyebrows, only to see a faint black dragon head mark appear in the center of his eyebrows. If you don't look closely, you won't be able to spot the mark.

"Boy, how's it, how do you feel?" Devouring fluttered casually on the side and asked Yu Qixia.

With this spear and bones, Yu Qixia's heritage is even deeper, and the overall strength can be said to be on a higher level!

"It feels good, boss. Yu Qixia nodded, and said, "Boss, there is a hidden marksmanship in the ancient painting I just came in!"

"Uncle Ben has already seen it, but what seems to be a prohibition, you were too reckless just now, so you were knocked unconscious by the ban. Devouring pursed his lips and revealed Yu Qixia's old bottom.

"That marksmanship is not bad, and the grade is also at the early stage of the heaven level, which is enough for you to play for two years. Devouring said indifferently, not caring at all about the grade of that marksmanship, like garbage, unable to enter his eyes.

Of course, devouring can casually take out two heaven-level exercises for Yu Qixia to cultivate, and it can be seen that he also has a very deep background, and it seems that there will be more high-level exercises!

When Yu Qixia heard this, he didn't pay much attention to it, so he returned to the passage engraved with ancient paintings to observe the marksmanship in ancient paintings.

His mind was once again integrated into the ancient painting, and this time he was no longer blocked by the ban, perhaps because of Zhong Liyun's divine light, or perhaps because of the recognition of the ban.

Yu Qixia looked at the people in the ancient paintings, his heart moved, the mark on his eyebrows trembled, the mark of the dragon's head flashed a light, and he saw the black dragon spear appear in his hand, and his mind melted into it, as if he was the person in the painting, holding the spear in his hand, the cold intention spread around.

He evolved the movements of the person in the painting in his mind, and the spear in his hand was naturally waved, a trace of rhyme flowed out of the ancient painting, and the golden inscriptions were flashing, and the person in the painting seemed to be moving, and the movements were the same as Yu Qixia, no difference.

"Long Peng marksmanship, the first style, Jin Peng flutters his wings!" Yu Qixia suddenly opened his eyes, the black dragon spear in his hand trembled, emitting a trace of dragon breath, the whole person jumped upward, the body amplitude was greatly expanded, the black dragon spear was provoked from the hand upward, and then suddenly chopped down, the phantom of Jin Peng appeared behind him, the phantom suddenly flapped its wings, rolled up a gust of wind, with a violent gun, and let out bursts of hissing!

For a while, Long Wei burst, Jin Peng hissed, and the guns swept through the entire passage, and the powerful fluctuations bombarded the entire passage to tremble, and the rumbling sound erupted, and the falling rocks rolled!

With just a snap of his fingers, Yu Qixia comprehended the first style of Longpeng's marksmanship performed by the person in the painting, and Jinpeng flapped his wings! This is also worthy of his king-level talent!

It's just that because his cultivation is too low, the spiritual power in his body can't accumulate too much, just the first form drained all the spiritual power in his body, and a feeling of weakness suddenly emerged, and his face was instantly pale and bloodless.

Yu Qixia also knew that his cultivation was low now, and his heart was lacking in strength, so he also sat down and meditated obediently, absorbing the aura around his body to restore his physical strength and spiritual power.

"Stinky boy!" Devouring scolded secretly, still floating quietly aside, but he felt a little bored for a while, so he flew back to Yu Qixia's dantian and went to sleep......

After about half an hour, after Yu Qixia returned to his peak state, he gritted his teeth fiercely: "Continue, how can you give up such an opportunity, you must cultivate Long Peng's marksmanship to the fullest!"

Then, Yu Qixia held the black dragon spear again, and waved it vigorously, and the spear burst out again, like a storm, sweeping away to the surroundings, the sound of the gun, the gun was vertical and horizontal!

"Jinpeng flapps its wings!"

Jinpeng resurfaced, the same flapping wings, but the momentum has improved, the wind is more powerful, at this time, the wind is accompanied by guns, cutting through the air, making a swishing sound, the dragon power suddenly appeared, shocking momentum!

Yu Qixia fell into deep cultivation......

At this time, the Shadow Guard was floating outside the cave, looking at the cave with lifeless eyes, he felt the dragon power and the sound of hissing coming from the cave, and sneered: "Seventh spirit, good chance!"

After speaking, he disappeared, and continued to disappear into the darkness, observing all the movements of Yu Qixia......

It was night, but the Phantom Moon Forest did not seem to be quiet, and there were bursts of beast roars from all directions at any time, stirring the hearts of Yu Xue'er and the others. A blood moon hung above everyone's heads, emitting a pale red moonlight, scattered on the branches and leaves, revealing blood red, as if dyed with blood, reflecting the entire Phantom Moon Forest even more evilly.

Why is the Phantom Moon Forest called the Phantom Moon Forest, it is this round of blood moon, but what people outside the forest see is a bright and clean moon, but in the Phantom Moon Forest is a round of blood moon, cold and bloody.

Around the Phantom Moon Forest, there seemed to be some kind of phantom array, which erased the bright moon and transformed into a blood moon.

Yu Xue'er and the others lit a bonfire in an open place to prevent the invasion of demon beasts, and everyone still blamed themselves in their hearts for everything today.

In order to save them, Yu Qixia single-handedly led away the Shadow Moon wolves and left everyone a chance to live, and Yu Xue'er still fell into deep self-blame for all this, and she was also hating the two servants who were in the realm of life, why didn't she save Yu Qixia!

Although they hunted the demon pill today, and harvested the fur and body of many demon beasts needed by the sect, none of them were happy, everyone blamed themselves and repented for Yu Qixia's death!

"Brother Tianyu won't die, right!" At this time, Wang Zhenyi took the lead in speaking, breaking the dead silence between everyone, his tone was full of pain, he knew that Yu Qixia was unlucky this time, but he still hoped that he would not die here.

"True ......" Yu Xue'er moved her lips, but she still didn't say anything, and the sadness suddenly spread to the audience, and there was a deathly silence.

"Sister Xue'er......" Wang Zhenyi couldn't help it, the person he longed for in his heart lost the chance to live in order to save them, which made him too sad, leaning on Yu Xue'er and crying.

Yu Xue'er patted Wang Zhenyi's little back lightly and comforted: "Tianyu will be fine, you have to believe him, he may be able to create miracles?" She felt that she was deceiving herself, how could a monk in the broken stage survive in the Phantom Moon Forest.

"Well, I know, Sister Xue'er ......" Wang Zhenyi choked, wiped his tears with his little hand, and said firmly, "I believe that Brother Tianyu will definitely come back to us alive......"

Yu Xue'er tapped her chin, but there was still a hint of loss in her eyes, and she muttered to herself: "Perhaps, he can't come back......" She muttered to herself, she was blaming herself, why did she invite Tianyu to join the army, otherwise he would not die.

At this moment, a burst of beast roars came from the depths of the Phantom Moon Forest, and the sound was so loud that it shook the entire Phantom Moon Forest, like thousands of troops galloping, roaring and trembling......