Shang Bai drove the Moon Chasing Palace through the ashes that permeated the heavens and the earth, through the incomparably violent energy belt, and flew towards the depths of the forbidden land. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dragon moan of the black dragon sounded behind him from time to time, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, erratic and unpredictable.

Now I finally don't have to endure the torment of constantly tumbling.

The further inside, the more violent the energy fluctuations became, and the more affected the speed of the Moon Chasing Palace.

Shang Bai was not worried about this situation, but was happy.

The worse the environment, the more likely he is to escape the black dragon's pursuit.

Later, even if he was close to the late stage of the Void Return, he could only sense the environment within a range of dozens of zhang outside the Moon Chasing Palace.

In other words, if he left the Moon Chasing Palace, his divine sense sensing range would only be dozens of zhang.

This point of sensing distance to control the Moon Chasing Palace is purely blind.

The flight speed of the Moon Chasing Palace has been reduced to less than one percent of its peak state, but fortunately, the speed of the black dragon has also decreased, and it is not as fast as the current flight speed of the Moon Chasing Palace.

Because the increasingly violent energy has already posed a certain threat to the black dragon's body, it sometimes has to dodge.

If it weren't for its hatred for Shang Bai's slaughter of its kind, it would have turned around and returned to the sea.

Shang Bai flew and flew in the Moon Chasing Palace, and suddenly rushed into a place, where there was no flying ashes, no violent energy, just peace and quiet.

There was also a woman in a green shirt sitting on a sword with her head down.

After coming to this place, Shang Bai's divine sense sensing returned to normal, and he hurriedly stopped the Moon Chasing Palace, where the speed suddenly soared, and then sensed the environment here, and after sensing the green-shirted woman, his face changed drastically, and he blurted out: "This ...... What the hell is this?"

The green-shirted woman with her head bowed slowly raised her head, and her eyes met him through the heavy palace walls of the Moon Chasing Palace.

A breeze swept softly, raising the green silk of the green-shirted woman, revealing her face.

It was a face that Shang Bai couldn't forget, but the owner of that face should have died in the self-explosion of the Tianyi Sect monk a hundred years ago.

That was the face of the Mixed Yuan Sword Dao Cangcui Peak Peak Master Qing Qian, the woman who was recommended by Bao Yuanzi as the number one Mixed Yuan Sword Dao combat power, and probably the first in the Yunmeng Continent.

Now this face, the facial features are still the same, but the face does not have the fierce and murderous aura of the past, but a dull and dazed face.

After seeing Shang Bai, that gaze seemed to shine for a moment, but it immediately dimmed.

She lowered her head again and looked sullenly at the ground.

Is there really a ghost in this world?

But Shang Bai couldn't sense a trace of yin qi from her, and it was definitely not a ghost.

What he saw in front of him made him puzzled.

He took the Moon Chasing Palace, walked up to the green-shirted woman, and called softly tentatively: "Senior Sister Qingqian?"

The woman in the green shirt ignored him and didn't raise her head.

Shang Bai suddenly remembered that Qing Qian might not know that there was such a junior brother as him, so he changed his words and said, "Cangcui Peak Lord?"

The green-shirted woman's eyelids lifted up and drooped again.

Shang Bai released the mixed vitality of cultivation without reservation, and the woman in the green shirt looked up at him again, her eyes seemed to have some warmth, but she still seemed to be sluggish.

Shang Bai's heart was shocked when he saw the sword she was sitting on. That sword looked like a piece of stubborn iron, but he knew that it was the Immortal Killing Blade, the treasure of the Mixed Yuan Sword Dao.

"She should be Senior Sister Qingqian, because of her profound cultivation and the protection of this immortal weapon, she didn't die from the self-explosion of the Tianyi monk, but she seemed to be stunned by that self-explosion. ”

Shang Bai came to his own conclusion, and felt sad in his heart.

The first monk he saw who displayed great supernatural powers was this Verdant Peak Lord, and his invincible posture at that time was deeply imprinted in his mind.

One sword suppressed Mrs. Jinse, who had returned to the late stage of the void for five hundred years, how domineering it was.

Even Bao Yuanzi thinks that in the Mixed Yuan Sword Dao, her combat power is the strongest, and she is even the strongest in the Yunmeng Continent.

Now it's like this.

That one blew itself up.

The catastrophe.

I don't know how many people have lost their lives because of this, and I don't know how many people have changed their fate.

She survived, but she was alone, waiting here for a hundred years, not knowing whether to accompany those former comrades-in-arms or wait for the return of those comrades-in-arms.

Shang Bai stood in front of her, stretched out his right hand in front of her, and said, "Senior Sister Qingqian, don't stay here alone anymore, come home with me, okay?"

Qingqian looked at his right hand blankly, suddenly stretched out his fingers, carefully touched his thumb, his eyes gradually moistened, and tears rolled out of his eye sockets one by one, sliding down his cheeks.

The place where her fingers touched was the place where the Mixed Yuan Ring, the treasure of the Mixed Yuan Sword Dao Inheritance, was located.

"Senior Sister Qingqian, come home with me. ”

Shang Bai's voice was a little choked.

Qing Qian suddenly got up and hugged him, crying "duh", crying extremely sad and aggrieved.

It's like a child who has been lost for a long, long time, and suddenly sees his family.

Shang Bai's body stiffened.

"Aang—"

At this time, a dragon groan sounded, and the huge black dragon also rushed in, and grabbed Shang Bai with a melon.

The huge claws, with a terrifying aura, were overwhelmingly pressed down like five hills.

Qingqian, who was crying while holding Shang Bai, her eyes were wide open, she was full of anger, looking at the black dragon, a suffocating coercion erupted from her, and the peerless demeanor of the Cangcui Peak Lord who was a generation of horizontal pressure back then returned to her.

"Whoa—"

"Qiang—"

"K-"

A series of sword sounds rang out, and a sword wheel of eighteen long swords appeared above her head.

This originally peaceful and tranquil world was filled with earth-destroying qi in an instant.

The Mixed Yuan Sword Dao Cangcui Peak Lord Qing Qian's natal magic weapon composed of eighteen top-grade Lingbao-level flying swords broke the heavens and reappeared between heaven and earth after a hundred years.

Back then, Qing Qian said that this heaven-breaking wheel has reached the consummation level, and the immortals can also be killed.

This terrifying aura made Shang Bai have no doubt about this statement.

The black dragon also felt a great threat, and its claws were retracted, and it wanted to escape, but it was too late.

With a wave of his hand, the sword wheel flew by like lightning, sweeping over the huge dragon claws like a hill, and cutting off the dragon gourd like peeling tofu.

With a bang, the huge dragon claws fell to the ground, shaking the earth and trembling.

The Heaven-Breaking Wheel did not disappear, flew straight over, and penetrated through the chest and abdomen of the huge black dragon, flew out from the back, cut off its keel, and hit a wound hole about ten zhang in its body.

The black dragon screamed and fell to the ground.