The black-clothed boy in the space inside the creation furnace was furious, and his little face was terrifying, as if it could drip water.

Luo Qingcheng didn't know what exercises to use under his nose, and he was isolated from the world. How could the black-clothed boy, who had always been strong, endure it? With a shot in anger, several earth-destroying energy giants blasted towards the newly generated space, and there was a great posture that Loulan would never be returned.

This led to a deafening sound in the Creation Furnace, which rumbled non-stop, comparable to the power of the world. Space seems to have become a doll in the hands of the circus in his hands, allowing him to knead and die.

I have to say that the boy in black who doesn't know how to follow is really powerful, and even the ribbons that have existed in the world for an unknown number of years have been alternating between birth and death over and over again.

Because these streamers are the chains of order that have trapped him in this endless years, a glimpse of the whole leopard shows the indestructibility of the ribbons.

But at the moment, the indestructible ribbon was actually disillusioned in the hands of the boy in black? If the Grape Ancestor of the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Sect was here at this time, it was estimated that he would also be shocked.

What does this mean? It means that the boy in black is getting closer and closer to the day of getting out of trouble.

The boy in black was still attacking the newly generated space in front of him, as if he wanted to sweep away the depression of all these years, and he would not vomit or be unhappy.

In a newly created space, two figures fell in, and before one of them could hit the ground, a muffled grunt came from his mouth, followed by a series of vomiting sounds.

"Poof......

The disillusioned space swayed between the real and the unreal, as if it was not stable, only three meters in size, and could only accommodate three or four people, the space was extremely cramped and very depressing.

It was Luo Chengcheng who used the Heaven Sealing Jedi Divine Skill to take its own loss as the root and painstakingly created a life-saving space.

The boy in black was determined to kill her, and it was obviously not wise to fight for tat, although she was confident that she was not afraid of anyone at the same level.

But when there is a world of difference in strength, blind confidence is no different from suicide.

So she fled decisively, and for this reason, she did not hesitate to forcibly operate the Heaven Sealing Jedi Loss Cultivation. Not to mention that Han Qing resisted most of the damage for her, and it was wise to avoid the edge for the time being.

The bright and uncertain space in the new space gradually stabilized with the entry of Han Qing and Luo Chengcheng, no longer vain, but truly felt solid.

Luo Qingcheng fell to the ground of her own space at this time, and Han Qing fell not far from her.

However, Han Qing was in a very bad state at this time, he was already tortured, and he suffered a blow from the boy in black head-on, and the blood stained his body, looking dying, and he was worried about his life at any time.

This made Luo Qingcheng worried, it was a rare reunion after a long absence, but who knew that it was such a situation, which made her beautiful face full of sorrow, and her heart was depressed and depressed.

Luo Chengcheng, who sat on the ground, spread out her long skirt, a pair of straight long legs outlined in an arc and full, like flowing green silk draped on the fragrant shoulders, and the tightly locked brows and a little red on her chest did not affect her beauty at all, but gave her a unique heroic beauty, which made people fascinated and unable to extricate themselves.

As soon as she landed, she didn't care about the backlash of the Heaven Sealing Jedi, she flipped up gracefully, and hurriedly came to Han Qing's side, worrying about her injuries.

The more she looked at her face, the more ugly it became, Han Qing's injuries were too serious, and if she didn't treat them in time, she was very likely to die from this.

How can this not make Luo Qingcheng worried, don't wait for a long time to reunite, but wait for Han Qing's death, then she will never forgive herself for the rest of her life.

Looking at this figure covered with wounds, Luo Qingcheng's tears were blurred, and a line of tears fell hotly, and the pear blossoms were pitiful with rain.

She was desperate......

The space here is independent of the world, and she also tried to contact Shizun, but the transmission notes only flashed in ripples, and she didn't hear its sound. Obviously, this place is isolated from space, and it is no longer possible to ask for help from outside.

The boy in black was eyeing him outside, and when his cultivation was exhausted, he faced them with only a dead end.

This Heaven Sealing Jedi space, which she forcibly used to condense by cultivation, could only last for two days at most, but Han Qing's injuries were too serious, and the sect's elixir was needed to turn things around.

She has gold sore medicine on her body to treat external injuries, but this is just a drop in the bucket for Han Qing, and it can't quench her thirst.

Han Qing's injuries were already life-threatening, and ordinary medicine pills were useless.

However, Luo Qingcheng was still unwilling to give up hope, she took out all the medicines in the storage ring, and the bottles and cans fell to the ground, only hoping to alleviate Han Qing's injuries and buy time for the rescue that Shizun found out that she was missing.

"Will you find out, right?" In fact, Luo Chengcheng couldn't be sure, this girl who was not yet eighteen years old and was already famous all over the world, felt exhausted for the first time.

When Han Qing was unconscious and dying, and Luo Qingcheng was worried, the black-clothed boy outside the small space was not idle.

In another area of the inner space of the Creation Furnace, the black-clothed boy had a sneer on his face and said to himself, "Playing hide and seek with the Ancestor, right?" Hmph, wait for me to introduce this waste gas that has accumulated for 10,000 years into that space, and see if you can still sit still?"

At the bottom of the furnace hovered a large cloud of colorful mist, which smelled extremely fragrant, as if it could make a person become immortal.

But only the boy in black knew how powerful this mist was, because it was the waste gas of various heavenly and earthly treasures that had been stored for tens of thousands of years after the alchemy of the Creation Furnace. God knows how powerful it is, and the boy in black has not been able to break it for a long time, so he is angry and angry, and he takes the risk to try waste utilization, preparing to introduce this exhaust gas into that space, and poison the man and the woman.

The black-clothed boy didn't know how powerful it was, he only knew that after tens of thousands of years of accumulation, once it exploded, it was enough to destroy the world.

Although there was a sneer on his face, the boy in black was extremely dignified in his heart, carefully pulling this colorful energy to rise slowly.

This mass of energy is as light as nothing, it looks very large, and all kinds of brilliance are filled with it, and it looks very dazzling. But just like humans and animals are harmless, once it breaks out and is sucked by people, who knows whether it is medicine or poison.

At that time, Zhang Tianshi used the creation furnace to refine the Feisheng Dan, and the merit was created, but who knew that the mountains and rivers were discolored, forming Longhu Mountain. Later, "Dancheng Dragon and Tiger Present" is even more famous in the world, and the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Gate is a rising fairy star in Jiuzhou.

The black-clothed boy boasted proudly while pulling the rise: "Now that you have offended the ancestor, it is equivalent to the virus growing in the ancestor's body, is my trick considered a fierce medicine to get rid ......of the scabies?"

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