Xiao Ming, I'm sorry, I'm going to go first! ”

The murmuring voice was full of reluctance and nostalgia.

The light and shadow in front of me appeared, and the warm scenes on the Junjian Mountain in the East Wilderness reappeared in my mind.

From becoming a mortal to Chen Xiaoming acquaintance, acquaintance, and finally love.

The bits and pieces between the two are full of warmth and sweetness.

It's a pity that she can't wait for that person to come back!

"Xiao Ming, where are you?"

With the last muttering, the pitch-black ancient spear in front of him was approaching, and the boundless power extinguished the last divine light around Bai Qian.

The Divine Light receded, and the light that shrouded the heavens shattered, turning into bits of fluorescent light and scattering the heavens and the earth.

Like the light of the withering life, gorgeous and short.

"Buzz ............"

Just when Bai Qian had already resigned himself to despair, the phantom that appeared in front of him suddenly moved and blocked in front of Bai Qian.

He looked stunned for a moment, and when he looked at it, he saw that the phantom was gradually solidifying, and a thick back overlapped it.

"Huh."

The sword light was brilliant, as if it had broken through the sky and the earth, and the fairy light was billions, shining on the endless chaos.

"Boom!"

The pitch-black ancient spear collided with the sword light, and in just an instant, it was cut through by the sword light, turned into black mist, and was wiped out by the fairy light.

The vast heaven and earth, hundreds of millions of sword rays across the sky, the immortal aura is swirling, and the sword qi roars for a long time, enveloping the entire heavenly sky.

"It's, it's him!"

"Yes......... It's the master! ”

In the Nine Heavens, Bai Fengjiu and Hua Qiangu immediately recognized each other, with tears in their eyes, looking at the silver-haired young man in front of Bai Qian.

Stunned, Bai Qian, who was stunned, slowly raised his head and stared at the familiar back in front of him.

"Little ......... Xiao Ming! ”

I don't seem to be sure, I can't tell whether it's a phantom or a reality.

The silver-haired young man's figure trembled, turned around slowly, his eyes were already moist, and he looked at the weak woman in front of him, his heart was full of heartache and remorse.

"Shallow."

The muttered words were full of affection, and Bai Qian's strong spirit was no longer restrained, and he threw himself directly into Chen Xiaoming's arms, crying loudly.

"Xiao Ming!"

A thousand words turned into a shout, and the white shallow of the Empress Qingqiu was a woman's posture at this moment.

Chen Xiaoming slowly stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears on his pale face, looked at the other party's pale face, lowered his head, and kissed each other deeply.

The immortal power merged into Bai Qian's body, recovering his injuries, and between the two, there was more of that sweet tenderness.

"Truly, what an enviable pair of outlaw mandarin ducks!"

In the black mist, words with a bit of mockery came out, and the figure that had done it before reappeared.

Chen Xiaoming, who hugged Bai Qian tightly, couldn't help but turn cold, and deep killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The woman who hurt him Chen Xiaoming can only die!

"Huh."

The sword light crossed the sky, and the power of the four items was released, and in an instant, it fixed the time and space of the four heavens and the earth, imprisoning the void and chaos.

Hundreds of millions of sword qi roared, echoing with it, turning into a sea of swords.

"Haha, you want to kill ............ too"

The black-robed figure laughed loudly, but before he finished speaking, he saw that the sword light he had just swung out actually opened his body in an instant.

"This, how is this possible!"

Looking down at the wound in his abdomen, the sword qi was constantly extinguishing his vitality, and no matter how he resisted, it would be useless.

"How could he be so strong?"

I wondered in my heart, this was just a seventh-order world, how could such a strong person appear.

"Bang!"

The heart was unwilling, but he was powerless, his body was shattered, turned into pieces and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"This is going to be killed?"

"The master has become stronger again!"

However, with one sword, he killed the other party in seconds, and Bai Fengjiu and the others were stunned.

After not seeing each other for many years, Chen Xiaoming's strength exceeded their expectations.

"Xiao Ming, your strength?"

Not only Bai Fengjiu and the others were shocked, but they were also stunned when they saw Bai Qian.

The strength of the other party, she has fought before, and it is also good, but now it has been destroyed by a sword.

"Well, it's been a bit of an improvement over the years."

Responding tenderly, Chen Xiaoming also had a sense of happiness in his heart, glad that he had broken through his cultivation in the Devouring Plane.

Otherwise, it's too late.

"Shallow, you can take them down first."

Stroking his white hair, Chen Xiaoming glanced at Hua Qiangu and the others of the Nine Heavens.

The apprentice who was accepted casually back then is now also a sixth-order powerhouse, and it seems that it has not been abandoned over the years.

"Well, be careful."

There was worry in his eyes, but after glancing at the black mist outside Tianyu, Bai Qian still nodded.

If she stays any longer, it will be a burden.

When leaving, he glanced at Chen Xiaoming, kissed him a little shyly, and then walked away.

"Huh."

With a chuckle in his mouth, he happily watched Bai Qian retreat with Hua Qiangu and the others, and Chen Xiaoming reluctantly retracted his gaze.

"Buzz ............"

The space trembled slightly, and in the next second, Chen Xiaoming's figure had already come outside the sky.

Looking intently at the pitch-black mist in front of him, Chen Xiaoming sensed a familiar feeling.

"Come out, why hide your head and show your tail."

The magic eye broke through the delusion, and hundreds of millions of sword qi poured into the black mist, and Chen Xiaoming could vaguely detect the aura in the black mist.

Deep and terrifying, it seems to have a big crisis!

Moreover, a strange feeling rose and swirled in Chen Xiaoming's heart.

This feeling is very familiar, and the feeling of oppression I felt before seems to be of the same origin as it.

It seems that all this is coming for itself.

"Hehe, I'm really not afraid of death!"

"Since he is in a hurry to die, let us fulfill him."

"Hurry up and finish the task early."

The black mist receded, and three figures walked out of it, these three people were different from the black-robed man before.

The three men were dressed differently, one of them was less white-headed, the other was dressed in blue, and he carried a coffin behind him.

The other person was sanctimonious, with dust in his hands and a Taoist robe, obviously looking like a master.

The last person was mediocre, silent, but the cold light between his eyes was terrifying.

The three of them appeared together, and the surrounding fog was forced back and joined forces.

"Huh?"

Chen Xiaoming raised his eyebrows, and he didn't pay attention to the appearance of the three people in front of him.

It's just an existence at the same level as the black-robed man, and at most three swords can be killed in seconds.

However, what really cared about Chen Xiaoming was the black fog that had not dissipated.

Danger still came from the black fog, and so did the familiar feeling.

"Up."

The trio, who had not yet discerned the situation, made a move in an instant, and for a while, the chaotic qi surged, and endless power and oppression came.

Chen Xiaoming's brows furrowed, and the Heavenly Sword in his hand did not hesitate, and directly slashed out with a sword.

The bright fairy light erupted again, and the sword light once again swept horizontally.

The new trio changed their expressions in an instant, changed their attack to defense, and retreated to the rear.

"Poof......... Poof............"

Bleeding in mid-air, the three of them joined forces to resist, but they were still seriously injured.

They all looked at Chen Xiaoming in disbelief, stunned and didn't know what to say.

And Chen Xiaoming looked at the black fog with a solemn gaze, with a serious expression.

moved, in the black fog, the person who really threatened him finally moved.

(End of chapter)