After Lu Jianping came to his senses, he guessed that Lu Zilou must have had a non-divisive thought in the secret realm before he fell into the disaster of killing. Although Lu Zilou was a little frivolous, but after all, it was his own bloodline, how could he let people slaughter at will? The old man lost his son like a pain in his skin, which made him resentful, looking at Bing'er's back, he clenched his fists tightly, and his heart was constantly struggling whether to slap it with one palm.

Feeling the backflow of the qi behind him, Bing'er said coldly: "I've been here for half a year!"

When Lu Jianping heard the other party say this, his body trembled suddenly, thinking of the terrifying strength of the person who sent Bing'er at the beginning, thinking of the original one-year appointment, the resentment in his heart gradually turned into cold, he slowly let go of his fist and said to Bing'er: "Yes!"

Bing'er continued: "I will keep my promise, and I hope you don't have any ideas for the sake of the entire Lu clan." ”

"Miss Bing'er, please rest assured, our clan will treat you like a guest as always. Lu Jianping lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

"That's good!" said Bing'er, sitting down cross-legged and starting to meditate and practice as if no one was around.

How could the elders and young patriarchs of the Chen family let Bing'er go because of Xiao Tian's fate? An elder stepped forward and said, "Patriarch Lu, please hand over this person to my clan and let my clan avenge the patriarch's father and son." ”

Lu Jianping was upset, where would he care about a group of dragons and a leaderless Chen family, and said coldly: "Get out!"

"What, do you still harbor the murderer against my clan?" said the other party gloomily.

"Hmph, what are you!" Saying that, with a wave of his sleeves, he sprinkled all his grievances on him, the elder of the Chen family didn't expect Lu Jianping to be so arrogant, he would suddenly attack the killer, and hurriedly punched to deal with it, but after all, his skills were inferior, and he was seriously injured under one move, and Lu Jianping did not intend to let go of the other party, the second move followed, and the other party died on the spot.

The rest of the Chen family were so frightened that they hurriedly unfolded the dragon-like mechanism to prepare to flee, and Lu Jianping shouted: "Kill-"

Then he jumped up in the air and punched down, and the Lu people behind him heard the order to fight and stepped forward, and the remnants of the Chen family were wiped out in an instant.

Seeing this, the surrounding tribes turned away as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Tian ran wildly all the way, dozens of people from the three clans behind him chased after him, and a fireworks signal suddenly appeared in the air that the Zhao family ordered the clansmen to retreat, and the Zhao family stopped and turned to leave when they saw this.

The girl with the arrow in the Chen family glared at the other party angrily and continued to chase after her, that is, this thought made her survive, otherwise she would also be poisoned by Lu Jianping.

With the help of the cover of the dense forest, Xiao Tian stumbled all the way and ran for hundreds of miles. Suddenly heard the sound of water in front, ran close to see that it was a moat cliff abyss, nine waterfalls hanging in the mountain stream like a silver dragon playing in the water, the sound is huge.

"He can't escape! In front of him is the Tianxuan Jedi - Burial Dragon Stream, everyone be careful to prevent this kid from jumping off the wall in a hurry. There was a shouting from behind.

Xiao Tian looked at the more than ten feather arrows on his body, then looked at the bottomless abyss and looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "Haha! As long as I don't die today, you all wait to pay for your lives!" After speaking, he jumped off the cliff.

"Huh?" everyone's hearts suddenly changed, the ants were still stealing their lives, and this person was so determined to plunge into this burial dragon stream, which is known as the first place of death in Tianxuan.

Even so, the woman of the Chen family still refused to give up, bent her bow and pulled the arrow to release the qi of her whole body, and the arrow in her hand was like a fire snake piercing Xiaotian's back, and broke out with fragments of internal organs.

"Forget it, Lian'er! When the woman bent the bow again, Chen said.

Xiao Tian's body suddenly fainted, and the last words that sounded in his ears were: "Lian'er..."

"Ahem-" Three days later, Xiaotian, who was floating on the shore, suddenly coughed and woke up with the spring water in his abdomen. Yang Tian looked around, and then he understood why this place was called the Burial Dragon Stream. The surrounding mountain cliff is shaped like an iron barrel, ten thousand feet high, the rock wall is smooth and smooth like a copper mirror, the birds have no place to stay, and the dragon and snake have no strength to borrow. Nine waterfalls seem to fall from the sky, and the sound is shocking, falling into the pond and splashing hundreds of feet. Surrounded by dense forests, ancient trees are towering to the sky, and the crown is like a canopy. The amazing thing is that there is no living creature in such a blessed land, and there are no fish and shrimp games in this pool.

Xiao Tian got up and pulled out the feather arrows on his body, only to see that the arrow shaft made of fine iron was engraved with three seal characters - Chen Xiaolian.

Looking at the twelve carved feather arrows in his hand, he muttered to himself, "Do you want to live here for the rest of your life?"

At this time, he suddenly remembered his outer clone, and hurriedly reached into his arms to take out the snow-white "flesh", and found that the insect had been snoring since the last time he devoured Lu Zilou's divine sense. Xiaotian smiled: "It's better to be a bug!" carefree and sleep when you're full." Those spirit beasts can't get out of the spirit source secret realm, but I don't know how you left with me?" Thinking of this, he shook his head with a wry smile, and then placed it on the fork of a big tree, where there are no birds or beasts, and there is no need to worry about the little guy being eaten.

Then he took out a few pills from the Xuan Ring, and stuffed them into his mouth to meditate and heal his wounds, no matter what the purpose was. This sitting is three days, I don't know whether it is the effect of the elixir, or the reason for the spirit grass that has been eaten, the broken tendons and veins in the body have recovered as good as ever in just a few days, and the wounds have all healed, and there are faint signs of breaking through again.

He smiled slightly, and used his divine thoughts to pull the chaotic and chaotic true qi in his body towards the belly dantian like a hundred rivers entering the sea.

I saw that there was chaos in the dantian at some point, and it was gray and invisible.

The control of the true qi suddenly poured into it, and the two qi seemed to explode with water and fire, and he was suddenly blasted off the ground for more than ten zhang and then fell heavily, even so he didn't dare to be distracted, and at this critical moment, the slightest mistake would explode and die. He stubbornly held on to his divine sense, controlling his true qi to slowly compress and slowly approach, gradually merging one by one.

After a day and a night, the two air currents in the body like a war between man and god were considered to be one, and it seemed to have life, but it was still running slowly, but it was still chaotic and could not see the situation clearly.

He suddenly jumped up and struck a volley at the waterfall that was rushing down, and the earth-shattering waterfall paused instantly, and only recovered after a breath.

"Haha! I didn't expect to be a blessing in disguise, and now I have reached the third layer of the tantric realm-the peak realm of breaking through Qianjun, and I will be more sure of the three Lu and Chen families at this moment. Xiao Tian smiled happily, it turned out that Xiao Tian had relied on the toughness of his body in the last two years of the Lingyuan Secret Realm, and he rushed through the level again and again, reaching the realm of strength breaking through a thousand equals.

For many days afterward, he spent all his time cultivating by the waterfall, and he always felt that the true qi in his body was still abundant, and he could obviously go further, but he was never able to break through that barrier.

"Why is this? Is there a need for a higher-level secret book in the back?What realm is behind the Tantric Realm?What kind of magical power will it be?" Xiao Tian lay on the shore and looked at the pool and muttered to himself.

"Not being able to break through is not necessarily a bad thing, solidifying the foundation, accumulating thick and thin is the king, the most important thing now is to consolidate the cultivation, and then seek a way out. Thinking of this, he sat up cross-legged and pulled the Gang Qi in his body for seventy-two weeks.

A mouthful of turbid breath was exhaled, he felt that his meridians were smoother, his muscles and bones were more solid, and the sound of a sonic boom between his fists vibrated with airflow, and he grabbed a palm, and the big tree in front of him was torn off a branch with a thick bowl mouth.

"It's time to find a way to leave!" The blood sea feud was like a weight stone pressing on his heart, making him breathless, and at this moment, he didn't want to delay for a moment.

Immediately, he searched for the iron bucket-like burial dragon stream