The white-gold light around Du Lengqiu's body shone in the sky.

In the moment when the clouds were at the top and the world was about to be destroyed, he was the only light.

However, he did not have the slightest desire to be happy.

He raised his head, and a wisp of white-gold sword qi seemed to shoot out from his eyes.

The sword qi was swallowed, almost piercing the clouds.

"Vitality, where is it?" Du Lengqiu was a little impatient.

In the face of the threat of life and death, some people are anxious, and some people are calm. It is conditioned by both talent and acquired effort, but no matter which one it is, it is nature and difficult to change.

Once, Du Lengqiu was calm. But now he has become a fairy and is already a man among the gods. It's like a rich man, and it's a truth that he will cherish his life more.

However, Lei Zheng does not discriminate whether you are a rich man or a beggar.

"Boom!"

Another thunderbolt struck the world. Thunder Tribulations are not static, and the intensity of Thunder Tribulations gradually increases over time. Du Lengqiu had obvious feelings.

In the beginning, Thunder was nothing more than the thickness of chopsticks. Even his body protection mana was difficult to disperse, but now, the thunder was already the thickness of an arm, and even the platinum demon slaying immortal light that had just been practiced was crumbling by the bombardment.

What's even more terrifying is that you can't get help from others during the thunderstorm.

He believed that if he could no longer find life, a deadly crisis was coming.

The more he couldn't find it, the more impatient Du Lengqiu became. The more impatient he was, the more Du Lengqiu couldn't find it.

Thunder has changed again.

Du Lengqiu used all his strength to disperse this thunderbolt. At this time, the red thunder was already the thickness of a bucket, and every time it fell, it seemed to pierce the heavens and the earth.

"You can't do this, it can't go on like this. All my efforts will be in vain. ”

Du Lengqiu tried to calm down.

At this time, for some reason, he suddenly remembered his father.

The person who has the deepest influence on a person must be the closest person.

Originally, he thought that he had forgotten his parents in the deepest corner. His father was just an ordinary man, and his greatest hobby was tending to fruit trees.

Du Lengqiu remembered that when he was four or five years old, his father stood on a stool and used a pair of scissors to build a vine.

The clattering sound was like giving a haircut to a vine.

"Xiaoqiu, no matter what you do, you can't be in a hurry, planning and then acting is the way to success. ”

"Did you succeed then, Dad?"

"Ahem, don't bring up the topic. In short, when you can't do something in one step, you might as well divide it into two steps. If you can't take two steps, you can divide it into three steps, four steps, and as long as you are on the right path, you will definitely be able to reach your desired destination. ”

"Has my father arrived?"

"Little bunny, you're itchy with your skin, aren't you......"

A smile appeared at the corner of Du Lengqiu's mouth. His impatient heart suddenly calmed down. The Pacific Ocean, which was originally turbulent, suddenly became a large bathtub of the Mediterranean.

He glanced at the dark clouds in the distance.

Don't know where the life is?

Then you might as well look at the dark clouds circling and walking quickly, I think it is an old man making gnocchi soup. Why do I think of gnocchi soup? Do I miss my mother's soup?

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Since the death of his father and mother, Du Lengqiu has experienced all kinds of beatings in life, and his original naivety and ignorance of the world have become his indifferent appearance.

It's like an angular stone, which will eventually be polished into a sleek pebble in a society where people are like water. Originally, this was an irreversible process.

People are forced by life to run wild on the road to death. There is no way for them to stop and look at the current landscape, let alone recall the distant past.

But Du Lengqiu is different.

He sighed in dismay, and said in a low voice, "Mom and Dad, I miss you so much. ”

"Boom!"

Thunder struck the world again.

This time, the thunder that shone on the heavens and the earth was as thick as a truck, engulfing Du Lengqiu.

For a long time, this flash of light still lingered in the eyes of the members of the seventh column. In this life, they will never forget this moment.

Their hearts sank to the bottom.

"I found you, that little bit of life!" Du Lengqiu's heart was filled with faint joy, the kind of joy that came from the heart, like a fruit farmer seeing the fruit on the branches, like a bank counter putting the ticket into his pocket.

This is by no means a fake smile for the sake of taking pictures and showing off in the circle of friends.

After his laughter, a long howl rang out from the sky. If the sword roars, if the song is lamented. In the amazement of everyone on the ground, a sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth flew up, cutting through the thunder light.

The sword light did not stop, and in the melodious sound of the sword, it went straight into the depths of the dark clouds.

Tens of thousands of square kilometers of dark clouds were cut by the afterglow of this sword, neatly turning into two pieces. At the fracture, there is still sword light shining non-stop.

In the middle of the two dark clouds, Du Lengqiu flew into the air, and the endless sunlight sprinkled down, as if he was clothed with bright wings.

"Who is poor in the life and death of the world? Twenty years of dry and glorious things, passing by the eyes are like a dream!"

Du Lengqiu's voice was like a heavenly sound, landing in the world.

The butterfly dance flutters upward, if you ride the clouds, fly for nine days. She is like a fairy descending from Yao Chi, welcoming the new immortals into the invisible fairy world.

The two did not stay, but went straight up, straight into the sky.

On the causeway, the members of the seventh column let out a leisurely sigh in their hearts, which was the voice of envy. And they suddenly turned their heads in unison and looked at Qi Xiaoxian.

This is the descendant disciple of the immortals.

Doesn't that mean that he may also become an immortal in the future? The immortals of the future will heal themselves from their illnesses and injuries, which is really unhappiness.

Outside the crowd, Du Qifeng wished Qiyun's face like ashes and staggered away.

And the killers they sent have long since disappeared from the crowd. They were secretly glad before leaving, but fortunately they didn't do anything. Assassinate an immortal, and this person came up with it.

Zhu Qiyun fell seriously ill after returning and died soon after. And Du Qifeng once again became the fat man who ate and waited for death, and soon myocarditis attacked and died in the hospital bed.

A latent force vanished in this way.

But not everyone is so unlucky, outside the causeway, there is another person who saw Du Lengqiu breaking through the clouds and becoming an immortal. She is Shu Hongsleeves.

Her military uniform is still straight, and she is holding a long knife in her hand, and her heroic and sassy air fills the inside and outside.

He stood on the roof of a jeep with a agitated expression.

"Lao Du, this kid, actually became an immortal so quickly. She stroked the long knife, and the blade of the knife vibrated endlessly. There was a dull roar of knives.

In the whistling, even the jeep under her feet vibrated slightly.

But this kind of movement is too far from Du Lengqiu's sword breaking through the sky and suddenly descending like a miracle. No one who was close enough to find out.

She raised her eyebrows and gently stroked a dark bracelet on her wrist.

You can see that the black bracelet has four gray beads on it.

"Looks like I need more food. ”