The golden light knocked the man in black out of a distance of dozens of meters, if it weren't for the man in black who still maintained his state of control when he was hit hard, he would probably have fallen into the valley at this time.

Only a "click" was heard, and countless crystal clear fragments fell from the man in black, exuding colorful colors under the sunlight.

Wuxiang squinted his eyes slightly, with a solemn look on his face, although he didn't know the specific names of these fragments, but Wuxiang knew that this was a defensive spirit weapon, and a defensive spirit weapon that could be worn by a saint-level powerhouse must not be low.

The golden light that hit the man in black began to disappear slowly, and the passing light began to converge on the chest of the man in black, gradually forming a golden symbol similar to a "swastika".

"Little doll, the old man can only help you get here, the divination is over, and the old man is going back to the Heavenly Dao chessboard, I hope next time..."

When Qi Ling said this, he subconsciously paused for a moment, and there was a little loneliness in his voice:

"The old man can only wish you good luck!"

Because his vitality was taken away by the Heavenly Dao chessboard, Wuxiang's already somewhat weak face turned a little paler, he slightly curled the corners of his mouth, and said:

"Well, the juniors have thanked the seniors, and if, I said, if there is a chance, the juniors really want to drink and play chess with the seniors, it should be an extremely wonderful thing to think about. ”

The chess spirit paused, and then spoke:

"Then the old man is waiting for your kid to come to me for a drink, but you are not allowed to break your promise and deceive the old man's fate, you kid should know!"

"How dare the juniors!"

The chess spirit snorted coldly, turned into a golden light, and re-entered the Heavenly Dao chessboard on the side, the chessboard that was originally full of golden light. Now it has returned to its former appearance, although the aura is overflowing, but it is very quiet.

The man in black covered his chest with his right hand, and slowly fell to the edge of the stargazing platform, the aura on his body was not as condensed as before, but there were some signs of disorder, obviously the golden light had caused him a lot of damage.

"What the hell have you done, and what's the matter with this symbol?"

The man in black was obviously a little annoyed and impatient about this unexpected thing, and he pointed to the golden symbol that flashed in front of him.

Wuxiang is calm and methodical:

"It's nothing, it's just a mark, the old guy came to my Tianyan Pavilion for a trip, how could he just go home empty-handed?"

"You old horseman, you're looking for death!"

The man in black seemed to be irritated by Wuxiang's understated tone, the power of Yin Eclipse on his body skyrocketed, he took a step forward with his right foot, and his right palm pushed out, and a fierce and abnormal black dragon roared out from his palm with a strong Yin Eclipse power, and it was like thunder blasting towards Wuxiang.

In Wuxiang's current state, he can't take this blow at all, and dodging is even more fantastic, Rao is like this, Wuxiang's face still has an ancient and waveless expression.

Is he afraid of death? For this question, Wuxiang has a very clear answer, that is, fear, but this is different from the reason why those emperors who have achieved eternal hegemony are afraid of death, he is not afraid of losing what he has now, but is afraid that handing over the burden of Tianyan Pavilion to Mo Wen now will bring him too much pressure, so that it will affect his cultivation.

But now it's different, in the future calculated by the Heavenly Dao Chessboard, Mo Wen will take care of the Tianyan Pavilion very well, no worse than now, or even better than now.

Thinking of this, Wuxiang showed a pleased smile on his face, and said to himself:

"It's a pity, the teacher can't praise you by your side at that time!"

At this time, the roaring black dragon had already come to a place less than 5 meters in front of him, and the powerful air flow brought by it blew the robes on Wuxiang's body to hunt.

At this time, the man in black still did not change in the slightest when he looked at Wuxiang, and he didn't seem to be afraid of death at all, for some reason, this made him even more annoyed, and the unexplained anger prompted him to open his mouth and shout:

"Die, old horseman!"

At this moment, there was a violent fluctuation of spiritual power in the sky, and a green bamboo staff with incomparable power descended from the sky, impartial, and landed right between Wuxiang and the roaring black dragon.

Bursts of turquoise ripples appeared on the body of the green bamboo cane that was diagonally inserted on the ground, and an emerald green protective shield instantly appeared in front of the black dragon.

"Bang!"

Once again, a violent explosion erupted on the stargazing platform, and the air wave generated by the collision of the two stirred up the surrounding dust and rubble, and in an instant, the dust scattered everywhere, and the vision was unknown.

Wuxiang seemed to be choked by the scattered smoke and dust, and coughed with his right hand covering his mouth.

"After so many years, are you living more and more back? can all this smoke and dust make you choke like this?"

A familiar voice sounded in Wuxiang's ears, and he raised his head suddenly, and his ancient face showed a silly smile like a child seeing someone he loved.

It was an ordinary purple dress that could not be in the ordinary, fluttering wantonly in the air with the wind, but in the eyes of Wuxiang, it was so amazing, so different. It was as if he had seen her for the first time hundreds of years ago, but it was just a casual glimpse, but it amazed him for hundreds of years.

"Well, it's true that the more you live, the more you go back!"

Ziyun looked at Wuxiang with a simple face, except for the white beard and pale and weak look, the others were exactly the same as the silly boy who followed him all over the mountains hundreds of years ago.

"Can the body hold it?"

"Yes, of course you can, even if you chase your sister all over the mountain, it's not a problem!"

"I'm a lot older, and I'm still so unorthodox!"

"Yes, I'm old, but my sister is the same as hundreds of years ago, and the years have left no trace on you!"

The black dragon had dissipated into the air, leaving only the green bamboo cane that rippled in the microwave, still standing on the ground.

The man in black saw the familiar purple clothes in front of him, and his face under the hat showed a solemn look, it was obvious that he who was seriously injured by the Heavenly Dao chessboard would not be the opponent of the woman in purple at this time.

Falling short, he gritted his teeth and said:

"It's you again!"

Hearing this, Ziyun stared at him with a pair of cold eyes, and slowly spoke:

"That's exactly what I'm saying, why are you again?"

The green bamboo cane quickly flew back to Ziyun's side, like an emerald green butterfly, dancing beside Ziyun.

The spiritual power on Ziyun's body skyrocketed, and the terrifying momentum exuded made the man in black a little unable to open his eyes, she lightly opened her lips, and said word by word:

"Counting the last time, it's time to settle accounts with you!"