No, you can't."

Lu Ningan shook his head and said lightly, "Forget it, since you don't want to say it, I don't have to know...... Time is limited, so come with me."

The golden-clothed man was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where are you going?"

"You'll know when you go."

After speaking, Lu Ningan grabbed him and flew towards the Northwest Desert at a speed.

……

A few hours later, the gold-clothed man looked at the collapsed hole in front of him and asked without tears, "So, you suddenly ran to the northeast to arrest me because you wanted to fulfill Xiao Haining's last wish?" Destroying the others is just incidental?"

"Yes." Lu Ningan said, "Murong Haining's last wish is that we can bring you here to see her for the last time before we kill you...... Before she left, she always thought about you, Brother Jin."

The man in gold looked up at the sky: "...... Then I can't thank her so much!"

Xiao Haining's concern was too heavy, and he directly worried about the rest of their four major rebel sects and evil cultivators......

"Okay, then you have five minutes to have a good chat with Murong Haining." Lu Ningan opened his mouth and said, "In five minutes, I will send you to see the real Jin Riwan."

The man in gold looked up at the sky again: "Alas...... So, I only have five more minutes to live?"

Lu Ningan nodded: "Well, hurry up."

After speaking, Lu Ningan was ready to go far away and leave some space for the gold-clothed man to chat alone with Murong Haining.

"Wait a minute." The gold-clothed man suddenly shouted to him and asked, "You haven't told me yet, how is Xiao Haining doing now?" She...... Is it dead?"

"She's not dead." Lu Ningan looked back at the collapsed hole and muttered, "She just went where she was."

The golden-clothed man was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I don't quite understand, but so be it."

Then, he also looked at the entrance of the cave, tried to put on a smile, and said softly, "Xiao Haining, because of your wishes, you Brother Jin and I have been arrested...... So, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Forget it, since you don't speak, then I'll do it. I remember when we first met, you were a little girl......

The golden-clothed man sat down on the sand and began to talk to himself.

……

Five minutes later, Lu Ningan returned to the gold-clothed man and said in a cold voice, "The time of five minutes is up, let's get ready to go on the road." Don't worry, I'll give you a treat."

"Hey, five minutes is gone? It's so fast, I've just remembered the beginning." The golden-clad man asked tentatively, "Why don't you give me a few more minutes?"

Lu Ningan shook his head: "No."

It took a lot of time to find the golden-clothed people, kill the rebel sect monks, and bring the gold-clothed people to the Northwest Desert.

The negotiation between the human race and the demon clan is imminent, and he has to rush to the southwest mountain area as soon as possible, so he doesn't have so much time to continue to waste on this golden-clothed man.

The golden-clothed man said helplessly, "Okay, can I say the last word?"

Lu Ningan put his hand on the hilt of the sword and said, "Okay, you say."

"Didn't you always want to know what my name was? Now that I'm going to die, I can tell you."

Lu Ningan couldn't help but listen carefully.

The golden-clothed man continued, "Come, come, listen, my name is ...... I won't tell you, hahaha!"

Then, the figure of the golden-clothed man was unfurled, and the whole person turned into a sword light and rushed towards Lu Ning'an.

Lu Ning'an raised his eyebrows, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out suddenly.

Zheng –

After a clear sword roar, a ray of sword light passed through the center of the golden-clothed man's eyebrows. The figure of the man in gold suddenly stopped, and a wisp of red blood leached from his forehead.

Then, he tried to provoke the corners of his mouth at Lu Ning'an, and showed a contemptuous smile.

Then pour

On the ground, the body is dead.

Lu Ningan withdrew the fairy sword, looked at the corpse of the gold-clothed man, and sighed softly.

He and the man in gold have only met twice, but they have a faint appreciation for each other's personality and behavior.

If he wasn't a cultivator of the Sect of Rebellion, but a member of the Immortal Sect, then the two of them might be good friends with a good relationship, right?

Thinking of this, Lu Ning'an waved his arm, and his true qi surged, rolling up a pile of fine sand and covering the body of the golden-clothed man, forming a small pile of sand.

After simply arranging a stable formation, he found a large stone and placed it in front of the sand pile as a tombstone, raised the fairy sword, and carved a line of words on the stone.

The inscription reads: 'The Golden Sword Sect Sword Cultivator' won't tell you hahaha, the tomb.

After writing, Lu Ningan glanced in the direction of the cave entrance again, then spread his wings and soared into the sky.

The knots in my heart dissolved, and the fruits of seven years of penance were completely revealed at this moment.

Endless spiritual energy poured in from all directions, constantly pouring into Lu Ning'an's body.

Lu Ning'an's cultivation realm also began to soar rapidly, and soon came to the level of the peak of Yuanying.

The sky on the desert instantly became gloomy, dark clouds were thick, and silver-white thunder gradually condensed in the dark clouds, and the power became stronger and stronger.

Transform into a god and thunder!

Survive this calamity, and you will be a true god!

Lu Ningan raised his head suddenly, and the Aoba Flower Sword and the Night Tyrant Sword appeared in his hands, and the battle intent was awe-inspiring!

How can you stop Lu Ning'an today!

Feeling the sky-high momentum of the human below, as if he was enraged, he became even more powerful, and he slashed down an extremely thick thunderbolt with a click.

Lu Ningan continued to hold his head high, holding the fairy sword, and rushed towards the thunder without dodging.

The thunder continued to slash down one by one.

……

In the southwest mountainous area, bigwigs from all walks of life gathered.

"Why don't you start yet?" The black-clothed Demon Venerable looked at Yun Miaoxian and asked coldly, "The people from the Demon Clan's side have already arrived, why haven't we gone over?"

"Wait." Yun Miaoxian raised her hand and looked at her watch.

"Wait for that Lu Ning'an?" Demon Venerable frowned and said, "This seat admits that this Lu Ning'an is a talent, and it may be of some use to this negotiation, but the most important thing for the two clans is to look at the strength, even if he is powerful, he is just a monk in the foundation building period, and it has nothing to do with the overall situation."

"That's right, the big thing depends on the strength." Yun Miaoxian nodded, then changed the topic and asked, "Demon Venerable, you are also in the god transformation stage now, right?" Did you survive the Thunder Tribulation when you broke through the realm?"

"Nope." Although he didn't know why Yun Miaoxian asked this, the Demon Venerable still replied, "The people who cross the Thunder Tribulation in the Transformation Period are all jealous people, although this seat has some talent, but if you want to cross the Thunder Tribulation, you still have to wait until the real Thunder Tribulation Period."

"Yes, the god of the catastrophe, the jealous one." Yun Miaoxian looked up at the sky and said with some confusion, "Although your talent is average, my talent is quite high, why haven't you been jealous?"

Demon Venerable: "......"

(End of chapter)