Zhao Lang, a descendant of the Zhao family of the ancient starry sky emperor clan, cultivated at the peak of the rebirth.

From the Emperor Clan across the star field, he came to the Hundred Battles Star Domain and the Falling Saint Star to participate in the battle for the star field sequence, but before he could fall the Saint Star, he was stopped by the black-clothed scholar Meng Zai, and almost died before he could leave the school.

Then he came to the Wuji Pavilion of Xuanling Mountain with a stomach full of grievances, but he met Liu Xunxiang who happened to block the way, and Zhao Lang vented all the dignity and grievances of the imperial family on Liu Xunxiang, wanting to kill him Liwei.

As a result, he didn't expect that Liu Xunxiang would not kneel to the death, not only provoked the monks of the Hades Temple to work with him, but also pulled the heirs of several other major forces to gamble together, invisibly trampling Zhao Lang's arrogant body engraved in his bones.

Frustrated one after another, Zhao Lang was embarrassed and angry, and Zhao Lang inspired the life-saving hole cards given to him in the clan, which made the leech restless, and the brown slave abolished himself to fight to the death with the four heavenly arrogance of the Falling Saint Star.

thought that after this gambling battle was over, he could continue to participate in the big competition, but he met Ye Tianjiao such a pervert, and Liu Xunxiang's true identity was exposed during the fight.

Under the twists and turns, Liu Xunxiang was promoted to Yunxiang, killed the high-level powers of the two super forces, and then involved Bai Yue and the Eastern Regions to kill Xiao Mowan's grandfather Lingzun.

made Liu Xiao and the two of them separate from north to south, and the sword in his chest is still faintly painful, and the root cause of all this lies in Zhao Lang.

"If it weren't for him, where would there be so many things now, and now he would be desperate anyway, it would be better to kill this waste first, and it can be regarded as his own compensation to the Eastern Regions and Bai Yue. ”

Liu Xunxiang said secretly in her heart, looked at Lu Beicang, and said with a firm look in her eyes: "Yes, only you can help me in this matter." ”

Lu Beicang was already a little speechless, although he kept saying that Zhao Lang was a straw bag, but this did not mean that he did not know the Zhao family of the imperial family.

That is in the ancient starry sky, it is not weaker than the Ink Washing Academy, the power of a super sect like the Two Zen Temples, killing their descendants, I am afraid that even a behemoth like the Hundred Battles Star Alliance will have a headache.

But looking at Liu Xunxiang's expression that didn't seem like a joke, Lu Beicang couldn't say anything if he refused.

"Are you afraid?" Liu Xunxiang's ears moved slightly, and when he heard a group of monks coming hundreds of miles away, he was worried that something would happen later, so he didn't say much, but directly provoked him.

Sure enough, Lu Beicang was immediately unhappy when he heard this, he was a dignified Qilin son of the Lu family in Zhongzhou, a genius who had not been met in a hundred years by the younger generation of the Falling Saint Star, how could he be afraid of these!

"Fart, you're afraid, I, Lu Beicang, am going to compete for the world in the future, just one emperor clan is a fart, give me another thousand years, and this young master can step on his entire emperor clan alone!"

“......”

"That's... Then you're awesome..."Liu Xunxiang's eyelids jumped, looking at Lu Beicang's high-spirited appearance, she really couldn't bear to hit him.

Lu Beicang snorted lightly with a little disdain, and snorted: "That's not it, look at it." As he spoke, he released the herald jade slip that his spiritual sense was integrated into his hand, and sent out a divine thought: "The evil cultivator in the Eastern Regions was seriously injured to death, and he is now heading in the direction of Xuanling Mountain, and he will intercept it quickly." ”

Lu Beicang's voice echoed in the herald jade slip, and at the same time, the jade slip in the hands of Xuanling Mountain, Bai Guyuan, and the monks searching around the sky shook one after another.

"Xuanling Mountain, what is he going to do there?" In the sky, a dry and thin old woman stared at the jade slip in her hand, her eyes were cloudy and clear.

"No, there must be fraud in this, quickly send an order, all the disciples of the Hades Temple are divided into two groups, and quickly go to the southeast and Bai Guyuan to intercept them, but if you see a lone monk, no matter what sect it is, kill it directly!"

"Obey the Devil's Decree. ”

Seven hundred miles away from the Hades Temple, an indifferent young man was turning into sword light and heading towards Xuanling Mountain.

"Zhao Lang can't die, at least he can't die in the Falling Saint Star, Liu Xunxiang, you'd better not go crazy, otherwise the entire Falling Saint Star won't be able to get out of it!"

In front of the White Bone City, the loess city that was already depressed in the past is in ruins at the moment, and at the gate of the city, two figures stand there silently, letting the wind and sand rage, indifferent.

"Yingnan, how much truth do you say this?" A voice as warm as jade sounded in the yellow sand in the sky, and with this sound, the originally raging yellow sand stopped as if it was still.

The gravel was suspended in the air, and even the wind seemed to stop at this moment.

"Brother is stupid. ”

In the still yellow sand, the young man with a silver mask on his face pondered for a moment, shook his head helplessly, and said: "Young Master Liu of the Eastern Regions has a lot of thoughts, cunning like a fox, Lu Beicang is vacillating, and there is no distinction between good and evil, so with this sentence alone, it is difficult for people to perceive his thoughts. ”

A trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the tall figure beside him, and he didn't say much, but took a step forward directly and disappeared into the yellow sand.

As the figure disappeared, the yellow sand that was originally full of immobility returned to normal again with a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, but in the yellow sand after this return to normal, there was only a figure standing there alone.

On the way back to Xuanling Mountain, the two streamers seemed to be chasing each other.

"Brother Liu, you haven't told Young Master Ben yet, since you are going to kill Zhao Lang, why don't you sneak back quietly to kill him, you let me shout so loudly in the herald jade slip, don't everyone know what you are going to do, then how can you kill it?"

Lu Beicang's voice came out from the streamer behind.

Although Lu Beicang is now only in the middle stage of the rebirth, looking at his speed, he is not much slower than Liu Xunxiang.

"The Lu family's body law is the best in Zhongzhou, but in terms of the speed of the body law, I am afraid that even if the land is reduced to an inch, it is not as good. Liu Xunxiang saw this scene in his eyes, admired in his heart, and said: "You have said it, now all monks know that I am going back to Xuanling Mountain, and even you have guessed that I am going to kill Zhao Lang, you say, will Zhao Lang know?"

"I must know that. Lu Beicang didn't want to blurt out, and said: "No, Brother Liu, what do you mean by this, what do you mean even Young Master Ben can guess? Who do you look down on when you say this!"

Liu Xunxiang shook her head helplessly, not explaining.

At present, as long as he believes that Liu Xunxiang will return to Xuanling Mountain, then he must be able to guess what he is going to do, even if Zhao Lang is a straw bag, but he can still have a sober Shenxuan old monster green slave.

The young slave must have guessed it.

Liu Xunxiang is very sure of this!

"So aren't you just startling the snake like this, the cultivation of the Qingnu God Xuanjing is there, and now you are prepared, how are you going to kill Zhao Lang?"

The corners of Liu Xunxiang's mouth hooked, ignoring Lu Beicang, and directly urging all the aura to shrink into inches, and with a few flashes, the person completely disappeared in front of him.

"Eh, Brother Liu, slow down, you're waiting for Young Master Ben...."

A purple lightning pierced the sky and headed straight for Xuanling Mountain.

At this moment, Xuanlingshan Square is full of messes, and there are several gilded characters written on the bright red canvas on the high platform: "Zhongzhou is prosperous, and the sequence is disputed." ”

It's just that this bright red and gorgeous text panel is matched with today's scene, which seems to be a little depressed and lonely, and the leaves that have been shaken off by the divine power fighting method rustle on the ground.

Whether it was the monks of other sects or the monks of the Wuji Pavilion, almost nine out of ten went out to hunt down Liu Xunxiang.

Suddenly, a piercing scream broke the silence.

"He's going to kill me.... He's still going to kill me.... He's back, he's back!!"

In the center of the square, Zhao Lang, who was dressed in brocade clothes, was wearing a cloak at the moment, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Run, green slave, take me away!" Zhao Lang grabbed the sleeve of the green slave, and at the same time kicked the unconscious brown slave in the green slave's arms to the ground.

The old face of the green slave ravines suddenly jumped with bruises, and he looked at the crazy young man in front of him for a long time, but he still held back his anger and continued to support the brown slave.

"What do you care about him!"

Zhao Lang roared: "This waste who has not achieved enough things and has more than enough failures is dead, do you still care if he is useful, your life belongs to the Zhao family of Lao Tzu, have you forgotten the teachings of your ancestors, Lao Tzu is the descendant of the Zhao family, you want to protect the life of Lao Tzu and not the life of this lowly slave!"

The action of the green slave suddenly froze, and then, tremblingly, let go of the hand that had grasped the brown slave.

This monstrous resentment is revealed in the subtle movements.

It's a pity that Zhao Lang didn't see it.

When he saw the young slave let go, he was immediately overjoyed, and said: "Good young slave, you are still sensible, quick, take me back to the clan, as long as I go back, I will tell my father to let him praise you well, even if it is a dog, I will let you be the most beautiful one." ”

“......”

Listen, is this talking about human language?

The green slave clenched his teeth, and a hint of bright red overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

He is a dignified and mysterious old monster, and if he is placed in any cultivation star or sect, he is the supreme existence, and it is the heaven of all monks, but now, in the eyes of this young man, what is he?

In the old man's angry gaze, a person's shadow suddenly appeared.

The shadow of the white-haired youth.

Isn't it because he was influenced by him that the brown slave was willing to fight to the death......

The young slave suddenly felt a little tired, and the herald jade slip on the ground had been shattered into powder, which Zhao Lang had smashed out of fear when he said that Liu Xunxiang was going to come back to kill him.

"Perhaps, it would not be a good thing for this white-haired young man to come back......" the young slave thought.

Zhao Lang saw that the young slave looked wooden, and he only felt extremely bored in his chest.

"If it weren't for the fact that I could send me back to the imperial clan with the life of your old dog, I would have to make you an adult to relieve the hatred in my heart at this moment!" Zhao Lang said bitterly in his heart.

At this moment, the young slave suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha......"

His laughter grew louder and louder, and he ended up going crazy.

Zhao Lang looked at him like this, and for a moment he lost his mind, and stepped back and said, "You old immortal, what are you laughing at!"

The green slave turned a deaf ear, and the laughter grew louder and louder.

"Old thing, don't laugh, Lao Tzu told you not to laugh!" Zhao Lang's eyes were bloodshot, and he said like crazy: "Lao Tzu will kill you!"

However, before he could move, the whole person stiffened.

Because behind him, he felt an extremely cold gaze fall on him.

"Let me tell you what the young slave seniors are laughing at. ”

Liu Xunxiang was wearing a ghost robe with black and gold sleeves, and her white hair moved with the wind, like a god and demon who had come out of the Infernal Hell.

He slowly walked out of the void and whispered, "If you can't die in fear, how can you be right about the creatures that have been trampled on by you all these years." ”

Zhao Lang's throat choked up and down, and these cold words were like a yin wind, blowing a chill down his spine.

He was really scared!

Originally, he thought that this lowly monk who fell on the Holy Star was an ant, but when the ant showed its sharp pincers, he knew that after the ant was magnified, it was also a ghost!

Liu Xunxiang's actions, as well as his pupilless white eyes, were deeply engraved in Zhao Lang's heart, which was a nightmare that he could never forget in his life.

"You... What are you going to do!" Zhao Lang's legs trembled, and he said with a cry in his voice: "I am a member of the Zhao family of the imperial clan, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

"As long as you don't kill me, I can give you anything, I will take you back to the Imperial Clan, let my father teach you the Divine Passage Method, let you become the guest elder of my Imperial Clan, give you the treasure of heaven and earth, as long as you fancy the female cultivators in the clan, I will help you get it, as long as you don't kill me!"

Zhao Lang poured out all the conditions he could think of, just hoping to get back a life, because he couldn't die, as long as he didn't die, there would be a day when the tables would be turned over!

It's a pity that he still doesn't understand, how does a young master who has never been out of the house know what to do to save his life after encountering danger...

The flowers that have been cared for and grown up by others, in addition to being able to live in comfort, are left to die in pain.