In the Huantian universe and in the middle of the city. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fang Cheng bowed slightly:

"In that case, I can set off and go to the Arashi Curse Universe, break into the Eternal Void, and save Darkwing Sichen. ”

After saying that, Fang Cheng looked at the secret words and He Mu who were sitting on the side, and said apologetically: "Secret Whisper Venerable, He Mu Venerable, this glass of wine will be tasted in the future." ”

He Mu and Secret Whisper stood up and nodded, smiling.

Fang Cheng chuckled, glanced at the scenery wings, and walked away, heading towards the Guardian Castle.

Thirty-nine hanging peaks.

Fengguang Yi watched Fang Cheng leave, shook his head and sighed.

Fang Cheng, a celestial level cultivator, was forced to look like this, it was simply against the rules, breaking the truth, and it was unimaginable.

But.

Fang Cheng is a friend of Darkwing Sichen, but he is the gospel of the Lightwing Clan.

Presumably, the catastrophe of the Lightwing Clan will not come again.

The corners of Fengguangyi's mouth twitched, revealing a smile.

Whisper glanced at the scenery wings, nodded, and stepped away from the hanging peak.

It's just that.

As he left, the Whisper walked a little trembling.

Originally, there were still some doubts about the cause of the death of the realm lord curse gold, and the secret words were still a little puzzled - curse gold, how did he provoke Fang Cheng?

But now, he finally understood.

He Mu looked at Fengguang Yi and said with a smile: "Fengguang Yi, I thought that you had been in retreat, practicing hard and trying to get down." ”

Attempt?

This word is a bit harsh.

However, Fengguang Yi didn't say anything, just shook his head with a wry smile.

As a quasi-Realm Lord Venerable, Scenery Wing has self-knowledge, and his talent has long been exhausted, and he is extremely lucky to be able to break through to the Realm Lord.

As for being promoted to the lower realm lord venerable again, Feng Feng Yi didn't dare to think about it.

He Mu smiled again:

"In the last selection of reserve guards, Curse Jin intended to remove Darkwing Sichen's place, and you didn't make a move, which is puzzling. ”

Fengguang couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

At the time, he was really concerned about it.

But he is a quasi-realm lord, and he has to get by, and he doesn't want to have entanglements and grievances with a lower realm lord at all.

Even if it is Darkwing Sichen, it is not worth him to come forward and make enemies with the curse gold.

Moreover.

With Darkwing Sichen's talent and talent, it is very possible to wait until the next reserve guardian is selected and included in the realm of the king or even the emperor.

Why do you need to refute the curse for this?

The most important thing is that with the temperament of cursing gold, I am afraid that I will not pay attention to him.

The level of the Realm Lord Venerable is one order apart, and there is an extreme disparity.

Especially between the quasi-realm lord and the lower realm master, there is a lot of difference.

"Venerable Hemu, I did pay attention at that time, but I believe that it is fair and just after all. ”

Scenery Wing Road.

"Ahem. He Mu couldn't help but chuckle, shook his head and sighed.

Fair and just?

At that time, if there was no decree from Long Chizun and a punishment, it would have been difficult for Darkwing Sichen to enter the list of this reserve guard.

The vast Cosmos Pavilion, even the Huantian Universe, and even the Eternal Void Territory, only with absolute combat power can be fair and just.

He Mu looked at the scenery wing and asked curiously.

"Is the death of the cursed gold actually because of this Darkwing Sichen?"

Fengguang nodded hesitantly: "It should be this reason." ”

A lower realm lord, because of a transcendent emperor, fell to the stage of life and death, which is simply dumbfounded.

Transcendent emperors, admittedly rare.

But on the path of cultivation, step by step, the Tao is life and death, and among the thousand transcendent emperors, there is probably only one who has broken through to the realm master level.

The gap between the identity and status of the Transcendent Emperor and the Lower Realm Lord Venerable is like a satellite, the gap between a vast star.

He Mu couldn't help but sigh: "That's the reason." ”

The death of the cursed gold, in the final analysis, was because of a transcendent level cultivator, Dark Wing Sichen, which was really shocking and suspicious.

She was a little emotional, and she didn't know where to start.

Grieving for the curse?

Marveling at Darkwing Sichen is not counting.

This is probably a faint envy, to be able to get this friend, there are no regrets in this life.

He Mu stopped talking and turned to leave.

Standing on the hanging peak, he glanced at Shaka and Mu Chensi, who were standing respectfully in the distance, and also turned into a breeze and returned to Shanghuancheng.

――

The end of the lower universe.

The Last Planet.

The sea area of the planet covers up to 89 percent.

This is a planet where the ocean occupies most of the area, and the gusts of sea breeze ripple the surface of the planet.

A deep blue sea, blue and rough.

In the middle of the blue ocean, there is a huge island.

On the island.

Yu Lanyan, a girl in black, urged her mental power, dragged the unconscious dark wing Sichen, and flew over the island.

In front of it, a rolling mountain range lay on its stomach like a dragon.

In this mountain range, there is a long-standing cultivation sect - Yunmeng Sect.

Yunmeng Sect, with a long history, has gone through two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years, and is the only cultivation sect on the last planet.

Boundless.

Majestic up and down.

Yu Lanyan, a girl in black, flew into the sect and landed in shape.

Yu Lanyan used his mental power, holding the unconscious Dark Wing Sichen, and slowly walked up to a palace at the peak of the mountain.

From time to time, when the disciples of the Yunmeng Sect saw it, they all saluted and did not dare to look at it directly.

When Yu Lanyan left, they stopped and looked into the distance, their eyes full of admiration and envy.

"This is Senior Sister Yu Lanyan! not only a planet-level martial artist, but also a planet-level master, excellent, no one can compare. ”

"yes, yes. A young man in a blue shirt, his words were full of embarrassment.

"Senior Sister Yu Lanyan, at the age of thirty-nine, has already reached the planet-level cultivation, which is simply breathtaking and desperate. ”

The blue-shirted young man couldn't help but echo: "That's true, I don't know who can be worthy of Senior Sister Yu Lanyan?"

"Haha. ”

Another blue-shirted young man laughed and said, "It won't be you anyway." ”

――

The pinnacle of the mountains.

A palace.

In the center of the palace, it is an open structure, looking at the sky at a glance, which makes people feel refreshed.

Yu Lanyan held Darkwing Sichen and slowly walked to the center of the palace, and lightly placed Darkwing Sichen on the straw mat in the center of the palace.

"Astar-level powerhouse, wow! Such a young person, she looks like a sixteen-year-old girl, but her real age, I'm afraid it's much more than that. ”

Yu Lanyan dragged her cheeks and thought lightly.

"Lan Yan. ”

An indifferent voice came, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, crisp and beautiful.

A graceful and luxurious ****, with a plain skirt wrapped around a plump and delicate body, a green silk hair holding a hair ornament, and a calm and tranquil face.

The style comes, the temperament is tranquil, noble and dusty.

"Master. Yu Lanyan didn't need to turn her head, she could already recognize the person just by her voice, and she exclaimed in surprise.

"Master, you're back. ”

Yu Lanyan jumped to the ****'s side, and said with a grin: "Master, how is the cultivation on the starry sky, Lan Yan also wants to go." ”

Yu Lanyan watched with adoration as Shizun Nanli left the moon.

Her master Nan Li Zhuyue is not only the sect master of the Yunmeng Sect, but also a supreme star celestial level martial artist.

At least in Yu Lanyan's mind-

In this world, and even in the vast starry sky, I am afraid that there is no such thing as Master Nanli being helpless and powerless month by month.

Nanli smiled bitterly, shook his head slightly, and sighed.

"The peak of the Star Universe level, you can't advance an inch, this time, the Yunmeng Sect is in a lot of trouble, alas. ”

Disaster?

Yu Lanyan's face froze, and she was instantly flustered.

What kind of catastrophe made her master Nanli sigh and be at a loss and look depressed?

Impossible.

It doesn't make sense.

I only heard Nanli say word by word month by month: "The calamity comes from the Molan Star." ”

Doomsday?

Yu Lanyan's face trembled, her hands and feet were numb, her big eyes widened, and she asked in disbelief:

"It's the Dolan Star that is more than 10 million kilometers away?"

"The legendary Thirteen Black Heaven Sects, where is it?"

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