Shen Yin's movements were so fast that Zhou Qian didn't have time to react, he felt that the world was spinning, and then the next moment his face was on his back.

"Crooked, I have more than a hundred pounds, your old bones will definitely be unbearable, let me down!"

Zhou Qian felt the sloppy old man's solid back, and suddenly a trace of warmth welled up in his heart, except for his father, this sloppy old man was the first person to carry him.

"Hahaha, more than a hundred pounds, stinky boy, I didn't see it, you are still so heavy, not bad, not bad. ”

After hearing Zhou Qian's words, Shen Yin laughed, and then shouted loudly.

"Hurry up and let me down, if you don't let go, I'm going to jump?"

As soon as Zhou Gan saw that the sloppy old man had no intention of letting go of him, he threatened with words, after all, he not only carried him on his back, but also had a heavy burden, Zhou Gan saw this burden The moment he saw it, his heart sank, and he was about to jump down, but he found that he seemed to be fixed on his back, and he couldn't move.

"Haha, stinky boy, don't say that you are more than a hundred pounds, the old man's back, even if the sky falls, it can resist, what is this weight?"

Shen Yin felt Zhou Gan's actions, and immediately spoke softly, his tone was full of domineering, it seemed that only he who was powerful in the Wang Realm could say this, and he also had capital.

"Humph......"

Zhou Qian snorted coldly, there was a trace of disdain in his eyes, but he had endless gratitude to this sloppy old man in his heart, as soon as he thought of this, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he was about to cry, but he was forcibly suppressed, he was so strong, it was impossible to cry in front of others, let alone at such a juncture.

The waves are turbulent, the water is choppy, Shen Yin is carrying Zhou Qian on his back at this moment, crossing the big river, the water vapor is filled, Zhou Qian only saw the surging power of the big river at this moment, but the sloppy old man's figure is still upright, it seems that the flow of the waves is also difficult to regret.

After a while, he crossed the river and went ashore, and Zhou Qian immediately jumped off his back, and immediately took out a new robe from his baggage and handed it to the sloppy old man in front of him.

"Hmph, stinky boy, you still have a bit of a conscience!"

When Shen Yin saw Zhou Qian's actions, he laughed and scolded, and then took the robe, changed it in an instant, and the robe that had been wet by the river was also put into the storage bag.

"yes, how did I forget, why don't you fly?!"

Suddenly, Zhou Qian seemed to think of something, and immediately opened his mouth in surprise.

"No!"

Shen Yin didn't blurt out the two words directly, Zhou Qian was directly stunned!

......

Red Fire Sect, a sea of fire, there is an altar in the middle, and on this altar, there is a woman standing at this moment, although this woman has a red veil to cover her face, but it is still difficult to hide her beautiful face, a pair of deep eyes seem to hide the galaxy, she looked at the altar and was distracted, I don't know what to think.

"Master!"

Suddenly, a voice appeared, and the whole sea of fire shook, and the flames rose high, as if they were about to burn the sky.

A young woman appeared, kneeling on one knee towards the figure on the altar, she was dressed in an orange and yellow shirt, with a Vermilion Bird with wings tattooed on it, her face was as delicate as fat, pink and greasy, and she swept her eyebrows lightly, and there was a trace of cold arrogance, and there was a subtle black mole under the corner of her eye, which added to its beauty.

"This time the Sword Sect announced to the world, the Sword Shrine is in the world, you go with me to see the magnificent momentum of the Sword Sect, which will be of great benefit to your future cultivation. ”

The red-gauze woman on the altar spoke softly, her tone cold, in stark contrast to the blazing fire.

Mulberry Wood Sect, a forest, ancient trees towering to the sky, covering the sky and the sun, the tall canopy directly covers most of the sun's rays, so that only a little sunlight is sprinkled on the ground through the leaves, and the golden scales flicker.

And in the center of this forest, there is a huge tree with a thickness of a thousand zhang, this tree is extremely high, pointing to the sky, endless, there are several zhang long cracks in the tree, and it is hollow inside, which can accommodate a large hall, just before the main hall in this tree, there are an old and a young, each carrying a wooden sword.

The old man wore a green shirt, his hair was half white, and there was a slight scar on his face, which seemed to be a sword wound, from the corner of his right eye to the bridge of his nose, which looked a little scary, and at this moment he bowed deeply to the main hall, and then left with the young man, and when they walked out of the big tree along the crack, the crack disappeared in an instant, making the big tree look like there was no difference except for its enormity.

Cloud Thunder Sect, located in the highest mountain in the Northern Regions, Chengtian Peak, this peak has the sound of thunder for two-thirds of the year. The clouds rolled, the lightning flashed and thundered, this is the Cloud Thunder Sect.

The people of the Cloud Thunder Sect are good at fighting, after all, they inherit the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and they can cut down all the evils of heaven and earth, and attack is unparalleled in the world.

On the top of Chengtian Peak, there is a three-legged black tripod, which is engraved with countless rune seal inscriptions, whenever there is thunder and lightning coming, the inscription on this tripod will burst out with ten thousand zhang of light, and the nine heavens god thunder complement each other.

At this moment, under this black ding, there are three figures standing, looking up at the sky at this moment, I don't know what to think.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a shocking roar like thunder rolling in the sky, resounding through the sky, the clouds rolled violently, and countless electric lights swam, like a snake.

"Buzz ......"

This black tripod trembled, hissed, and when the sky thundered and flashed, a dragon-shaped qi immediately rushed out from it, instantly rushed to the high sky, and let out a monstrous dragon roar, and then sucked out the countless electric lights in the clouds, and then rushed back into the black tripod.

These three figures, after seeing the changes in Heiding, showed solemn expressions one after another.

"Senior Brother Chi, I think it's better to hand over the matter of the Sword Shrine to Senior Brother Zhao, after all, he has been traveling abroad for many years, and it should be time for him to represent the Cloud Thunder Sect once, the Black Ding has changed, and the three of us must sit here, so as not to be punished by heaven and impact the Cloud Thunder Black Ding. ”

Suddenly, a tall gray-clothed old man among the three spoke lightly towards another middle-aged monk in a black robe.

"What Senior Brother Liu said is extremely true, although the Sword Shrine is in the world, it is shocking, but after all, it is the thing of the Sword Sect, if this Cloud Thunder Black Ding is not a problem, then the status of my Cloud Thunder Sect has plummeted after all, even if there is a Sword Sect to deter, it is only an expedient measure. ”

Suddenly, the chubby old man among the three also looked at the middle-aged monk and said solemnly.

"Two junior brothers, this matter is very important, and it needs to be considered in the long run, as for the matter of the sword mound, it is according to what Senior Brother Liu said. ”

The middle-aged black-robed middle-aged monk glanced at the cloud thunder black ding, then took out a jade pendant from his sleeve, and then slowly crushed it......

The Falling Wind Sect, the Abyss God Valley, a roar passed, rolling up a storm, filling the entire valley, and because the valley was closed, every time the wind came, there was a sharp roar, sharp like the sound of gold and iron colliding, shaking people's hearts.

And at this moment, from this valley, the two people slowly walked out, stepping on two flying swords, walking against the wind, and there was no shadow in an instant, leaving only the wind shouting, like crying and choking in the sky.

Divine Fire Cult, Sacred Peak.

On this holy peak, there is a white-robed young man, the white robe is tattooed with three-color flames, it looks very noble, he is about fourteen or fifteen years old, his face is handsome, his eyebrows are extraordinary, at this moment he is kneeling deeply towards the holy peak, his expression is sincere, if Zhou Qian is here, he will definitely be able to recognize this person, it is Du Xiaobei!