Lin Haoran finally recited this last incantation, and he shook every word he said, but he still stood above the clouds and looked at the world.

A thunderbolt in the sky hit straight down and hit Lin Haoran. Lin Haoran was wrapped in thunder and lightning like the Nine Shadows Thunder God, because his cultivation was insufficient, he was stubborn, just to defeat the demon on the ground. Because the power of thunder and lightning was too strong, Lin Haoran was scarred only in the moment of breath, and he became a bloody man.

Wang Wenqing in the audience exclaimed, he never expected Lin Haoran to be so strong. But he didn't understand what it was that made these two friends of life and death turn into antagonists to each other?

Could it be because ...... She looked to the side, but saw that Yi Zhen'er had already become a tearful person at this moment.

Haoran, stop it! Senior brother, admit defeat!

Yi Zhen'er was hoarse, but in the roaring hurricane, his voice was so pale and weak.

In a moment, the originally clear blue sky darkened, and the dark clouds that suddenly appeared in the sky were surging, thunder rumbled, and there were electric flashes on the edge of the black clouds.

The wind blew in his face, and Cui Houqing opened his mouth slightly, this scene seemed to have appeared once in his memory a long time ago. On the ground, from the desert monks to the heads of the various factions, all of them stood up in unison with horror on their faces, and turned to look at the Tianfang Dao people of the Bishan Sect.

After a while, the desert monk said astringently: "What a good apprentice you taught!"

The Heavenly Daoist completely ignored everyone, and for the first time, worry appeared on his always indifferent face, looking at the two people in the sky.

"Royal Thunder True Method!" The desert monk slowly retracted his gaze, his heart was greatly shaken, he couldn't imagine that there was such a great talent among the younger generation of the Bishan Sect.

The sky was darker, the clouds were overhead, and a huge whirlpool slowly appeared in the thick clouds. An electric man looks down on the world like a god of thunder.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if he was brewing, and as if he was hesitating. After all, he still opened his eyes, and the fairy sword in his hand only flickered slightly, and ten thousand lightning rays were like wild horses that had escaped from the reins, rushing towards the figure on the ground like thunder.

Lin Haoran, you and I are going to die after all!

Cui Houqing flew wildly, holding the sky with both hands, and that cold breath, as if receiving the call of the master, suddenly overwhelming Cui Houqing's last bit of sanity.

You're still going to let me die after all! I'm dead, and you're just going to monopolize my senior sister! So, I must fight hard to the end!

He leapt into the sky, his hands raised to devour the sky, and he kept crashing into the thunderbolt.

Boom! The sky lit up for a moment, and then fell into darkness again. Cui Houqing collided with thunder and lightning, and then flew back upside down. The Buddha figure behind Cui Houqing suddenly stepped in front of Lin Haoran, stretched out his arm and smashed it down. The two people in the sky seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, like a kite with a broken string, falling to the ground, and both fainted.

Almost at the same time as the two fell, two figures above the stands suddenly disappeared, each running towards the two children lying on the ground below. The desert monk suddenly appeared beside Cui Houqing, stretched out his palm to caress his chest, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was almost squeezing blood. When he saw that Cui Houqing was still breathing, he seemed to be relieved, and hurriedly took out a golden pill from his arms, stuffed it into his mouth, and then stood up and looked at the other side. I saw that the Heavenly Daoist had come to Lin Haoran's side, and was using his skills to heal his injuries, looking at his condition, it seemed that he was not much better than Cui Houqing.

A smile squeezed out of the corner of the desert monk's mouth, and he said to the audience: "The final result of the competition, Lin Haoran and Cui Houqing drawed. ”

The disciples under the stands seemed to have just woken up from their horror, and when they heard the announcement of the results, everyone cheered at the same time. Whether it is the disciples of the Bishan Sect or the Qinglong Temple, they are not separated from each other at this moment, hugging each other and celebrating.

"Your Lin Haoran is so powerful, he can actually come out with the four true laws. ”

"Your Cui Houqing is also good, one trick hidden dragon dominates in the abyss. ”

"Hahahaha!"

Bursts of hearty laughter echoed on Tongtian Peak, startling groups of fairy birds to burrow into the deep forest.

Cui Houqing had a long, long dream, in which he was still a ten-year-old child, snuggled in his mother's arms, and the familiar people around him were all in front of him. Lin Haoran pulled his hands and said, "Cui Houqing, we won't leave you alone." Master Yuqing stood behind him and laughed: "From now on, the chaos in the world will be ended by you." ”

Cui Houqing stood between the sky and the ground, and found himself on the Gobi Wasteland, with countless corpses under his feet until unknown places on all sides, those corpses, there were men and women, big and small, some people had demons, and under the corpses was a sea of blood, dyeing the entire wasteland red, black and black, and the bloody air came to his face.

Three red clouds of smoke and dust suspended in front of the wasteland, slowly flowing from the sky to the earth, and the ground gathered into a sea of blood, and hundreds of millions of corpses floated above the sea of blood, losing blood as if they were injured.

"Qiankun..."

"I said the sky was going to change, but no one ever believed me"

There was a person who said in Cui Houqing's ear in a contemptuous tone. Cui Houqing Huo Ran turned around and didn't see anyone talking, but saw many people looking up at the sky. Among those people are monks in robes, Taoist people standing tall with swords, delicate and beautiful young women, and wrinkled old women, no matter how different their clothes and demeanors are, these people have one thing in common, that is, they all hold their heads high and look at the sky. Cui Houqing followed their gaze. A face that had been transformed into a crystal expanse hung in the sky, with the sun in his left eye and the moon in his right, and the sound of the wind roaring was the sound it made. The sun and the moon shine together, this is a situation that has never been seen before, the eyes of the people looking at the sky are full of fear, and Cui Houqing is also afraid, and they don't know why they are afraid.

Cui Houqing looked left and right to find the person who had spoken to him before, wanting to ask what happened, but no matter how he searched, he couldn't find that person, only to see thousands of people struggling in the sea of blood, Cui Houqing looked at the mouth wide, many faces were so familiar, that was the desert monk, that was the master desert monk, that was Lin Haoran, that... Little sister Yi Zhen'er. After a long time, those people withdrew their gaze from the sky and looked at Cui Houqing in surprise, as if representing some kind of hope. There were strange changes in their eyes, some of them became more and more shocked, some of them became more and more hot, some of them became more and more desperate, and some of them even slowly shed tears.

Cui Houqing looked forward, and only a tall figure was so familiar, with long white hair and a beard reaching the ground, walking through the sea of blood to an unknown place ahead. He shouted at the tall figure, "Hey, is that you? what's going on?"

The tall figure didn't turn around, his back was extremely gloomy, and the thunder rumbled, and said, "How do you choose?" Cui Houqing looked at the many familiar people who were dying, from fear to shock to chest tearing pain.

Cui Houqing first felt extremely lonely, then began to feel a heart-rending pain, and then began to struggle, and then his hands seemed to grasp a straw, and the tighter and tighter he grasped, suddenly his heart was suffocated, and Huo Di opened his eyes. He glanced around at the blue brick roof, and saw that the furnishings were familiar.

Isn't this in your own house?

Cui Houqing struggled to get up, but as soon as his body moved, a heart-rending pain arose, and he could only lie quietly on the bed.

Hearing a sound in the house, there was a squeak, and Master Oyama pushed the door and walked in, it turned out that he had been guarding the door.

"Senior brother!" Cui Houqing turned his head slightly, and his face immediately distorted in pain.

"Little junior brother, are you awake, you have been asleep for three days and three nights, are you hungry?" Master Dashan walked to the window, stretched out his hand to open the door and window, a warm sunlight shone in along the door, and the breeze mixed with the faint fragrance caressed his face, feeling as warm as a mother's hand.

"Big brother, how did the game go? I let you down, right?"

Master Dashan's face trembled: "Where is it that disappointed Master? Give him the old man's face!"

He stepped forward, tucked the corner of the quilt for Cui Houqing and said: "In this competition, there are four of us in the top eight, especially you, who are tied for first place with Lin Haoran, and the competition between you and him can be described as earth-shattering, and even the master is deeply shocked!"

Cui Houqing smiled slightly and said, "Let the senior brother laugh, then, how is he?"

"Who? Lin Haoran?"

Cui Houqing nodded lightly.

Master Dashan said, "He was seriously injured just like you. Master Dashan lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, his eyes were a little resentful: "Senior brother, I didn't mean that Lin Haoran claimed to be the best with you since childhood, but he was ruthless, and all the four true methods were used, which is really vicious!"

Cui Houqing explained: "When he saw me crazy, he was afraid that he was going to wake me up, and I was grateful for this." It's just that the two of us are going to part ways in the future. ”

Cui Houqing sighed lightly and stopped talking, his eyes were empty, staring at the roof, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Senior brother!" a soft call woke Cui Houqing up.

"Senior brother, you say!" Cui Houqing looked at Master Dashan and stopped, knowing that he had something to say.

"The junior brother is in the limelight this time, and the master likes it very much. It's just that the junior brother has violated the taboo this time, I'm afraid the consequences will be very serious, and the master and the other heads are discussing how to deal with you!"

Master Dashan pondered for a moment, and then said firmly: "But don't worry, junior brother, no matter what the result is, the senior brothers will be on your side." ”

"Master asked you to comfort me, right?" Cui Houqing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his hands unconsciously clenched the wooden stick next to him to devour the sky, and a cold breath shuttled through his body again.

"It's junior sister, she can't be separated from Lin Haoran, as long as I pass on this sentence to you, she will protect you even if she is broken!"

"Broken bones, hehe, broken bones!" Cui Houqing laughed hoarsely, as if the demon of the Nine Shadows had quietly awakened, sounding hideous and terrifying.

Master Dashan knew Cui Houqing's thoughts, and advised: "Little junior brother, listen to what senior brother said, since several junior sisters defected to Qinglong Temple, we all have our own favorite people, but these masters all know that it is nothing more than acting on the spot. But only you are too deep into the play. We have all comprehended emotional things, it is nothing more than male and female love, these Qinglong Temple temple rules are strictly forbidden, because we are monks, and we will always be monks. Master already knows that you like Zhen'er's sister, and I'm afraid you will have to explain the cause and effect this time. If you don't explain it clearly, I'm afraid Master won't be able to protect you. You, do it yourself!"

After that, Master Dashan turned around and walked towards the door, and when he reached the door, he seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and said, "Your injury is not well, I will bring you food later, you can rest well, think about what I said." ”

With a creak, the door shut, and the room darkened slightly, falling silent again.

Cui Houqing stared at the roof, for some reason Yi Zhen'er's flower-like beautiful face always appeared in front of him, he reached out and grabbed the wooden stick and hugged it tightly to his chest. A vague breath rose from his chest, unconsciously repairing the pain in his body.