A face that is so familiar that I think about it day and night.

Right in front of her eyes, the two were separated by a bars.

The warm smile that was close at hand made Xuanyuan Qingfeng seem to have been redeemed by life at this moment.

She laughed unconsciously with tears in her eyes.

"Silly girl."

Wu Changqing looked at Xuanyuan Qingfeng like this, even though he never thought that he would have anything to do with Xuanyuan Qingfeng, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a slight tingling in his heart.

He reached out and lifted it high, then slammed it against the mountain beneath his feet.

Earthquake on the top of the mountain!

Boom!

The entire Xuanyuan family trembled like an earth dragon turning over.

The dark room where Xuanyuan Qingfeng was imprisoned was bounded by iron windows, and a door that was more than a foot high to the outside world was greatly opened downward.

looked at the young man in white who was smiling softly and standing quietly in front of him.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng finally couldn't control his lost heart anymore.

threw himself into Wu Changqing's arms.

I can no longer bear the grievances in my heart and cry unbridledly.

Wu Changqing sighed softly, and his palm slowly stroked the girl's back, also smoothing the scars in the other party's heart.

"That's not right."

"You! Are you really evergreen? ”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng cried and laughed for a while, and suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

Suddenly struggled out of Wu Changqing's arms, and looked at the older teenager in front of him

The young man in her arms does not have the fragrant body fragrance of the previous one.

Even body temperature doesn't exist.

It's like...... Dead in general.

"Silly girl, I'm called the soul state."

"You don't understand."

Wu Changqing rubbed the woman's hair with his hand and explained.

"That'...... Then you won't leave again? ”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng felt the real touch coming from his head, and then he believed it.

"Who is your son-in-law, Lu Dongxuan can pass through the gate of heaven without entering."

"Am I not going to be able to do it?"

Wu Changqing was slightly arrogant and raised his head.

"Just blow it."

The woman in purple finally burst into tears and smiled, and her smile was still so good-looking.

"Do you want to see it?"

Wu Changqing came down seriously and asked softly.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng took Wu Changqing's hand and nodded heavily.

Seeing this, Wu Changqing didn't say anything more.

Pulled the girl and swept away directly.

"Childe, wait for the old slave."

Lao Huang's injuries had not healed, and he couldn't even do it with a flying sword, watching the pair that seemed to be a fairy couple fly away.

He could only trot all the way down the hill and up again.

Rush to the big snow flat.

When Wu Changqing took Xuanyuan Qingfeng to Daxueping.

The snowy flat has long been in shambles.

The scene is covered with snow, and the snow is full of potholes and silt.

In the snow, dyed with saffron.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Jingcheng turned his back to Wu Changqing and Xuanyuan Qingfeng, his hands behind his back, standing upright in the heavy snow, with blood dripping from his mouth.

Most of the gray robe has been dyed red.

On the other hand, Xuanyuan Dapan, this old guy who has devoted his life to preaching the Tao with strength, has practiced all his life, and he is getting older and stronger.

Especially in recent years.

The strength is too strong.

It was Xuanyuan Jingcheng who read the book and read out the realm of a half-step earth immortal.

But in the face of the Xuanyuan Celestial Phenomenon of the Martial Arts, it is still more than a little bit worse.

Xuanyuan looked at this great-grandson who was on the verge of collapse at the moment.

On his face, he showed a sarcastic look mercilessly.

Even with the arrival of Wu Changqing.

Nor did he let the conceited old man show any different colors.

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the old man asks you now."

"If you are given another chance, you choose to practice martial arts with the old man, and it is possible to achieve this half-step land immortal in the future."

"Or do you want to continue to read your sage books, and read this high and low end?"

Xuanyuan asked with a smile in his chest.

"Who said that my generation of scholars has no courage."

"Dare to make the heavens and the earth sink into the sea!"

Xuanyuan said sonorously and forcefully.

"The grasshopper shakes the tree, it's just beyond its strength!"

Xuanyuan Dapan laughed angrily and strode forward.

This old man, who is also burly, takes every step forward, and the momentum around his body will be strengthened.

"I do."

"The grasshopper shakes the tree, and it should be respectable and beyond its strength."

Even though Xuanyuan Jingcheng was already injured, his momentum was still not inferior to Xuanyuan's market.

He also strode forward.

The distance between the two is only about ten zhang, a distance of more than 100 meters.

And the two of them will only go faster and faster, and in the end, the two of them collide together at a speed that ordinary people can't catch up with when they run with all their might.

Centered on two people.

Throughout the snowy flat, the earth set off layers of waves, and the earth and rocks flew, like a dragon constantly churning under the ground.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at such a father.

Hide your face and weep, crying silently.

Although she learned the truth as early as Wu Changqing's mouth.

But when she saw that her father, who she had always looked down on, could compete with the Xuanyuan family under the pillars of the Xuanyuan family.

I still can't help but feel waves in my heart.

Remorse spreads throughout my heart.

A pair of warm big hands gently caressed the girl's back.

This made the girl barely feel better.

"My father, can he defeat the ancestor?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes didn't stop for a moment, staring at the two people who were fighting in the arena.

At the same time, he asked aloud.

"If there is more Confucianism and saint luck in the world, maybe it can."

Wu Changqing's brows furrowed slightly.

When he said this, he couldn't help but think of the old monster hiding in the Shangyin Academy.

If it is said that Wang Xianzhi is invincible, old and strong, he will be crowned with the title of "old monster".

The old monster hidden in the Shangyin School Palace is an old monster that is truly known for its long lifespan.

The first saint of the Zhang family who lived for a full 800 years.

Zhang Fuyao.

If it is a martial artist in the world, the cultivator of the three sects is just like the scholar of the poor sect who has gained fame.

Millions of people crossed the single-plank bridge, and the last one that could occupy the top spot was one or two places.

There is no more.

It's all a turnip and a pit.

When the old radish leaves the pit, there will be a new radish dove to occupy the magpie's nest.

This is the land god of the world.

Whenever there is a land god or ascends, or falls.

will give birth to new land immortals.

This is all closely related to the luck of the world.

And the saints of Confucianism and Taoism, since 800 years, have been among the saints of the three religions, how many have appeared.

The reason is in this original sage Zhang Fuyao.

This old monster who has lived for a full 800 years alone occupies eighty percent of Confucianism's luck.

As a result, among the scholars who appeared in his future, there were only a handful of people who were expected to achieve Confucianism and sage with Confucianism and Taoism.

And even if it is by chance, if you break through to the realm of Confucianism, you will end up dead.

If that old thing is willing to let out more Confucian luck.

Today's half-step Confucian Xuanyuan Jingcheng is to completely enter the realm of Confucianism, and it is not easy to kill this Xuanyuan market.

Everything is fate.

Originally, the plot was like this, even if he intentionally changed, the result was still a dead end.

"It's fine."

"I'm here."

Wu Changqing softly comforted Xuanyuan Qingfeng beside him.

At the right time.

The battle in the arena has entered its final stage.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng's hands were like iron tongs, and he clasped Xuanyuan's arms.

Let the other party break free.

Xuanyuan smiled and stepped on Xuanyuan Jingcheng's chest one by one.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng's chest was already blurred with flesh and blood, and the seven orifices had already begun to flow blood together.

But he just won't let go.

"Xuanyuan Plate! Xuanyuan respectfully invites you to ascend to heaven! ”

Xuanyuan Jingcheng shouted again.

This voice is like an enlightenment, and it is more like a last word.

In the sky above the big snow flat, the sky suddenly sank, the white clouds turned black in an instant, and the black clouds pressed the top.

Thunder and thunder!