The cold snap froze the night, and it was as silent as a dark piece of cold jade.

A round of golden full moon hangs in the dark blue sky, the moonlight is faint like flowing water on the surface of the stream, the frog chirping in the distance contrasts the silence of the night, and the green glow of the moonlight reflects the clarity of the stream.

The pitch-black figure swept by in the moonlight, flew to a mountain peak, and wantonly threw the figure in his hand out.

Rumble!!

Hearing only a loud bang, the young man's whole body was smashed into the ground at the top of the mountain, and he grinned in pain, and his eyes were full of stars.

Thanks to his extraordinary physique, otherwise he would have changed to another foundation building period, and if he was thrown away like this, I am afraid that his life would be lost directly.

"Pain, pain, pain......" Ning Yu touched his smashed head, and it took a long time to crawl out of the pit.

In the dark night, the man's blood-colored eyes seemed to devour people's ghosts, and after just one glance, they seeped into the depths of the soul, making people creepy.

"Where's Qiankun Zhu?" the man in black looked at him expressionlessly and said coldly.

The wind whined on the top of the mountain, and the raised sand grains scraped against the face like a knife.

“...... Shattered. Ning Yu said truthfully.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the man in black completely turned cold, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out.

He knew that the Qiankun Bead was the last body of the Golden Feather Dragon King, and with the existence of the Qiankun Bead, the rest of his thoughts and consciousness could always remain, and if the Qiankun Bead was broken, it would also mean ......

The thought of this made him furious, like a long-standing volcano that could erupt at any moment.

"Hey, what do you want to do......"

Seeing the other party's angry eyes and teeth, looking like he wanted to eat people, Ning Yu was also a little panicked, and forcibly emboldened himself: "I am your life-saving benefactor!"

Hearing this, the man in black's furious consciousness became a little clearer.

No matter how much he hated humans, he had to admit that it was indeed the teenager in front of him who saved him at the most critical moment. Moreover, he could clearly feel that in the young man's body, there was a drop of essence blood that he was extremely familiar with.

It belonged to the Golden Feather Dragon King.

The familiar aura made his thoughts return to the former Holy Beast Palace, where the forest and the sea were turbulent, and the dragon and the tiger roared......

"Brother Jin Xuan, did you say anything to you?" It took a long time for the man in black to wake up from his memories with a stunned expression.

Hearing this, the young man frowned slightly, lowered his head and groaned, as if trying to remember.

"He said, tell you not to feel sorry for them. ”

"Survive well. ”

The sound of light strokes swayed slightly, and quickly dissipated into the night wind.

"Haha......"

"Hahahaha......"

The man in black was facing out of the cliff, laughing wildly.

The night was so dark that the full moon was sinking, and the scenery on the ground became indistinguishable.

The already cold mountains have a touch of bleak coolness.

Ning Yu looked at the extremely lonely back and asked tentatively, "Are you crying?"

A gust of wind suddenly rose and rushed out from behind the man in black, crashing straight into the young man's body.

Bang!!

Hearing only a loud bang, Ning Yu slammed into the rock behind him, directly cracking the boulder.

"Idiot!"

"How could the Spirit Emperor cry. ”

The man in black turned his head, and his face seemed to be covered with another layer of frozen frost, making people feel a trace of chill from a distance.

"Ahem. Ning Yu got up from the pile of rubble, reached out and fanned the dust in front of him.

This stinky dragon, when he becomes strong in the future, he will definitely give him some color, the young man said secretly in his heart.

"Hey, stupid big guy. Ning Yu glanced at him and asked, "I heard that you destroyed the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

The man in black nodded.

"Not a single one remains. There was a soulful anger in his voice.

Ning Yu let out a long sigh, and then asked, "Then what are you going to do next?"

A thousand years have changed too much, and now this Yanhuang country is no longer the Yanhuang country he knows. The Holy Beast Palace has also been destroyed, and all the companions who once fought bloodily no longer exist, what is it like to live alone?

"There's nothing left for me to be nostalgic about. ”

The man in black was silent, the expression on his face was as monotonous as his clothes, and his deep eyes exuded a coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away, and only when he looked at the young man in front of him would there be a trace of inexplicable temperature that even he couldn't perceive.

"In seven days, I will leave the Yanhuang Kingdom. ”

He turned his head suddenly, and his hair fluttered and fluttered in the night breeze, condescendingly, as if the whole world was in full view.

"However, I will always be by your side until I leave, and I will repay you for your kindness that day. ”

Although he didn't like the human race, he couldn't hate this person who had a great favor to him, and even the Golden Feather Dragon King gave the last of his essence and blood.

Even because of that drop of essence blood, the young man had a trace of the taste of the Golden Feather Dragon Clan, which was the only breath in the entire Yanhuang Kingdom that could make him feel close.

After listening to his words, Ning Yu was dumbfounded, and suddenly had an unrealistic feeling.

So the black dragon came to him this time, not for Qiankun Zhu or anything else, but to repay the kindness of the past?

With such a Spirit Emperor powerhouse as a thug, who else would dare to provoke him? I'm afraid that not only in Yunxi County, but also in the entire Yanhuang Kingdom, he can go sideways.

"You're going to find that mysterious person?" Ning Yu asked.

"Yes. The man in black nodded, not denying it.

In his eyes, the Heavenly Sword Sect deserved to die, and that mysterious man and his black falcon were equally full of evil and unforgivable.

On the day of the Holy Beast Palace, there were probably as many as three Spirit Kings who died in the hands of that person, and there were countless Spirit Sects and Spirit Masters.

Even he himself was almost planted at the hands of that mysterious man, but fortunately, his body was strong enough to be one of the best among the ten spirit kings, and he survived in the end.

Even so, due to the forbidden arts, he later fell into a thousand-year-long madness, and there were countless deaths and injuries up and down the Holy Beast Palace.

Ning Yu's mouth opened slightly, and he couldn't help asking, "Is he still alive?"

A thousand years ago, that person had carried the peak existence of eight hundred years of heavenly thunder, and after so many years, if that person didn't rely on the dragon vein to avoid the calamity, wouldn't it be ......

For the first time, a slightly solemn expression appeared on the face of the man in black, bowed slightly, and replied, "I am sure that he is still alive, and he has broken through the nine hundred years of heavenly thunder and reached an extremely high realm. ”

"What?" Hearing this, Ning Yu was taken aback, and couldn't help but ask, "How do you know?"

Thousands of catastrophes, thousands of catastrophes, how many days of pride to bend their waists?

Looking at the entire Yanhuang Kingdom now, the only people who have broken the shackles of nine hundred years are the man in black and the Lord of Yanhuang in front of them!

That mysterious man, also did it?

"There is too deep causal entanglement between him and me, and at the moment of breakthrough, I have a sense in the dark. ”

He glanced at the young man, and then said, "When you reach such a realm one day, you will understand." ”

Hearing this, Ning Yu was not shocked on the surface, but he set off a stormy wave in his heart.

In his opinion, it was simply ethereal, and the so-called cause and effect of the mirrors and flowers were actually under the prying eyes of these people.

If the Spirit King is the king of the world, the ceiling of the mortal world, then the Spirit Emperor has obviously been out of the realm of the mundane, whether it is vision or strength, it is not something that mortals can figure out.

"So, do you know who he is?" Ning Yu asked.

The man in black shook his head, "It's just some speculation, but what I know for sure is that he is not from the Yanhuang Kingdom. ”

Through the black falcon, he actually already had some eyebrows in his heart, but he was not sure yet.

At the same time, after hearing this, Ning Yu also felt suddenly enlightened, and suddenly felt that everything was much clearer. No wonder such a big thing happened thousands of years ago, and the Yan and Huang countries did not publicly express their stance and punish them, because that person was simply an outsider, even if he was the lord of the Yan and Huang countries, his hand could not reach so far to govern foreign affairs.

As for what kind of price the Heavenly Sword Sect paid for the tiger, the others don't know, I'm afraid only the real high-level leaders of the two parties know.

At this moment, a thought flashed through Ning Yu's mind like thunder and lightning, and he seemed to suddenly remember something, and his complexion changed suddenly.

"Didn't you promise to help me in the next few days, quick, take me somewhere!"

Ning Yu grabbed the sleeve of the man in black, his face was impatient, and his heart was like frying, and he was very anxious.

He remembered the figure that had slashed down the snow all over the mountain at the peak of the Heavenly Peak, and the soul that had almost burned out in the cyan pupils.

"Take me to a place and help me save someone!" the boy said eagerly.

The man in black was slightly stunned and asked, "Where?"

"Yunkong Mountain!"

......

Southern Regions, Yunkong Mountain.

In a certain room at the top of the mountain, nearly a dozen people from the top of the sect gathered, and more than 30 young disciples were waiting outside the house, all of them depressed and unhappy.

Inside the house, there was a faint cry of a girl, and a handsome man was lying quietly on the couch, his face was pale, and he had lost his breath.

At the end of the bed, a crane-haired old man with fairy wind bones was uneasy, so anxious that his palms were sweating.

This person is the current head of Yunkong Mountain, a native of Guangyun Dao. After the battle of Shuanglong Mountain, he searched all the way, and finally found the man's figure in a remote meadow and brought him back to the mountain.

But what made his heart twist like a knife, and what made him feel painful was that when he arrived, the man fell to the ground, and there was no sign of life.

The heart of the head of Guangyun was cut back and forth like a sharp knife, and the pain was unbearable, and when he thought of the last night of the day before leaving, he regretted it and fell into deep self-blame.