In the dark blue clean and clear sky, a large pitch-black vortex was particularly conspicuous, and a faint sound came from the whirlpool, and Kill Qianmo and Tan Fan, who were entangled in the sky, hurriedly separated when they saw this.

"You're looking for me?"

The dark robe, the eyebrows and starry eyes, the facial features carefully drawn by the painter, the long black and silky hair are casually draped behind the head, and the face shows a smile that is not smiling, but the deep eyes are cold.

Hugging Yaya's slender waist, Ning Yang slowly stood tall in the air.

"Sister Yaya..."

"Phew... Master! Master, come and see Xiao Gu's father, who was injured by that person! ”

As soon as the two of them were carried into the house, Hua Qiangu heard Ning Yang's voice from outside, and he didn't care about settling the young man who saved his life, Hua Qiangu hastily placed his father and rushed out of the house.

"Huh?"

Glancing at the person who confronted Kill Qianmo, Ning Yang frowned and swept the situation in the room with his divine sense, feeling that Hua Xiucai's breath gradually stabilized, and Ning Yang stretched his brows.

Pulling Yaya's jade hand and patting it gently, Ning Yang motioned to Yaya and asked her to comfort Xiao Gu.

"You are the evil demon who injured the purple xun who hurt the white painting!"

Gritting his teeth, Tan Fan's eyes were blood-red and stared at Ning Yang for sure.

"Demons?"

With his hands behind his back, Ning Yang still glanced at Tan Fan with a smile.

"Yes, it was the white painting that I injured, and the "Purple Xun" that I harmed was gone, what? Do you want to avenge them?

I said, kill Qianmo, you are really alive and going back, the hall master of the Seven Killing Palace, the Holy Monarch of the Demon Realm, is actually being knocked on the door now, tsk, you evil demon is also terrible! ”

Glancing at Tan Fan casually, Ning Yang turned his gaze to Kill Qianmo, and at the same time, he turned his words and mercilessly turned on the taunt mode towards Killing Qianmo.

Kill Qianmo: "......

You still have the face to say, if it weren't for you, people would have come to the door! ”

Unscrupulously rolled his eyes, and Kill Qianmo swung his sword again to kill Tan Fan, his little is not something that anyone can bully!

"Poof......

Allowing the long sword in Kill Qianmo's hand to pass through his chest, Tan Fan looked at Ning Yang with a calm face but smiled presumptuously.

The spiritual power around his body quickly converged towards the Void Ding, and Tan Fan laughed loudly: "Zixun is dead, how can I live alone?"

Kill Qianmo, and who else, today, I will die with you! ”

When he heard the news that Xia Zixun was dead, Tan Fan's heart was already dead, and the only motivation to support him to live was revenge, and when he saw Ning Yang's way of appearance, his heart sank, and he shuttled through the space at will, which was no longer something that the Ten Heavens could do!

Cultivating immortals in the ten heavens, one is to practice the body, two to practice qi, three to build the foundation, four to the golden pill, five yuan infants, six points of the gods, seven to practice the void, eight to the body, nine to cross the tribulation, ten times.

As for the realm after that, it is probably to become an immortal, I heard that ...... Only immortals can travel through space at will in the Nether.

When he saw Ning Yang's appearance, Tan Fan made up his mind, even if he died, he would pull that person and kill Qianmo on his back!

"Oops!"

Seeing that Tan Fan didn't dodge or dodge, he let his long sword pass through his chest and kill Qianmo, he felt that something was wrong, and when he heard Tan Fan's words and the spiritual power that instantly erupted on his body, he knew that he was going to suffer!

Killing Qianmo immediately made a decision, and instantly withdrew his sword and flew back.

"I only want to run away now, don't you think it's too late!"

"Boom ......"

The dazzling white light rose instantly, and Tan Fan gathered the spiritual power around him in the void and launched a self-explosion!

"Boom ......"

The powerful energy fluctuations swept away in an instant, and the first ones to bear the brunt were Killing Qianmo and Ning Yang, who were just closest to Tan Fan......

"You're running out of patience! Hurry up, let's wrap it up today! ”

Still expressionless looking at the huge shock wave that swept in, Ning Yang turned his head and glanced at the sky behind him, he could sense that there was a "powerful" force brewing in the distance!

……

"Have you already handed it in?"

Feeling the strong spiritual power fluctuations coming from the vicinity of the Seven Killings Palace, Bai Zihua's eyes flashed:

"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that the Immortal Tan Fan has already fought with the demons! Please also come with me to support, step on the seven killings, and exterminate the evil demons! ”

The leaders are helpless, and they can only go all the way to the dark.

"May the Seven Killings be leveled by the Venerable and exterminate the evil demons!"

Nodding with satisfaction, Bai Zihua waved his sleeves, and his body turned into a streamer and took the lead in going straight to the Seven Kills, and all the heads followed, and for a while, there were ten Dao Escape lights in the sky, attracting all the mortals below to look sideways.

"Are you coming?"

Feeling a group of retreats that appeared within the scope of his divine sense, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ning Yang's mouth, and with a wave of his hand, the aura tide caused by Tan Fan's self-explosion stopped instantly, and with another wave of his hand, the broken space instantly healed, and the violent aura disappeared instantly.

"Made, I thought you were going to wait until the labor and management were dead before you made a move!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Kill Qianmo looked at Ning Yang and said angrily.

"Oh? Aren't you dead now! Do you want me to ......?"

Kill Qianmo: "......

Roll on... Made, I'm angry when I see you, and I'm careless in making friends! You give me a dead stay! ”

"The two of them are dying, and there is still time to fight in this infighting, and they really deserve to be evil demons!"

Indifferent and mocking words sounded, Bai Zihua quietly looked at the two people not far in front of him, and a thick hatred flashed in his eyes.

"How can a defeated man be brave? Bai Zihua, you're really getting worse and worse! ”

Looking at Bai Zihua with disdain, Kill Qianmo's face showed disgust, and sharply mocked Bai Zihua.

"Hehe..."

Bai Zihua smiled indifferently and stopped speaking, but the spiritual power in his body was instantly mobilized, and with a touch of his right hand, the Broken Nian Sword appeared in Bai Zihua's hand.

"It's useless to talk too much, since that's the case, let's fight!"

"War? Are you eligible? ”

Ning Yang, who had been silent, slowly turned his head and looked at Bai Zihua with a smile: "Is it the so-called power of the desolation that gave you the courage to let you stand in front of me again?" ”

With his hands behind his back, Ning Yang stood quietly in the air and looked at Bai Zihua with a smile, but a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Bai Zihua was just a hypocrite in his eyes from beginning to end, and when he cultivated to be the first in the world, how conceited was Bai Zihua?

Keep the peace of all directions, and keep Yongxing for the long.

And what did he do when he first met Hua Qiangu?

When Hua Qiangu begged him to save his father, Bai Zihua chose to stand by and watch. The reason is that the disciples of Changliu are not allowed to use spells when they go down the mountain!

And when he knew that Hua Qiangu was his life and death, and Qian Mo appeared again, he used his mana again.

I remember that Bai Zihua said in the original book that all the people who had crossed paths with him during the descent of the disciples will slowly forget the memories related to him...

Perhaps in the world of cultivating immortals, when Baizi painting was cultivated to be the best in the world, he was a personable and praised by everyone for a long stay of immortal Baizi painting, and if those mortals who had crossed paths with him were in the eyes...

Not necessarily!