Tian Qing clenched the Baili Fu in his hand, and gradually moved away from the light point displayed on the Baili Fu.

He flew all the way to the southwest, although a few demon monks found him on the way, but after chasing for a while, he found that he couldn't catch up at all, so he had to helplessly look for other battles.

Tian Qing flew away with all his might, and the distance of a hundred miles was only the time it took to take a cup of tea. Yang Qi's point of light on the Baili Fu completely disappeared.

He once again silently blessed the two of them from his heart, hoping not to be killed by those barbarians.

All the way to the southwest, gradually, Tian Qing flew out for nearly five hundred miles. gradually flew out of the sphere of influence of Qingyuanguan, and all kinds of fighting gradually disappeared. Silence returned. Tian Qing maximized his divine sense all the way, and also found many monks hiding and monks flying in the distance.

Most of them were scarred and bloodied, apparently having killed their pursuing enemies and then fled.

Most of these people were also low-level disciples. Focusing on the Qi cultivation period, Tian Qing has only found less than twenty Zhuji real people so far, and nearly half of them are cold corpses.

In the Qingyuan Temple, most of the monks were sent to fight the Demon Dao, and only a few of the more talented and younger ones remained in the sect. Tian Qing thought silently.

As for the Jiedan monk, Tian Qing didn't find anyone. Perhaps, they are also on the run!

Tian Qing continued to fly, and for two hours, he flew away with all his might, and he had already flown nearly a thousand miles. The sky has also changed from noon to dusk, and the huge sunset is like a piece of red persimmon, quietly lying under the mountain on the edge of the sky, exuding a seemingly endless red light, but unfortunately, it is infinitely better than the sunset.

The blood-red sunset shines its last energy on the mountains. With the whirring autumn wind, between the mountains and mountains, everything seems to be swallowed up by this blood, and everything is about to usher in darkness.

Tian Qing's face was dyed red by the setting sun, and the rapid gallop brought the cold wind to blow his hair into a mess.

Half of his heart was like the blood sun before the darkness came, half of it was plunged into darkness, and the other half was blown by the whirring wind.

He had already flown out of 2,000 miles, completely flying away from the Tainan Mountains, and what caught his eye was a monstrous river that was thousands of feet wide.

The river roared violently, constantly setting off huge waves several feet high, slapping on the reef on the shore, making a huge 'boom' sound, and the reef on the shore seemed to be almost unable to withstand the turbulent river water, and was about to be washed away!

However, the reef, which seems to be weak and disproportionate to the energy of the hideous river, still stands, no matter how whipped this monstrous beast, they stand still, as if they have persevered from the flood to the present, and as if they will be like this in the years to come, they will not be afraid, they will not be afraid.

Tian Qing flew over the river and stopped. It's getting dark.

"The 'Xuantian River' is really spectacular. Alas, after crossing this river, there is a great desert in southern Xinjiang in front of you" Tian Qing sighed lightly, looking at the barrenness on the other bank.

Tian Qing was a little desperate now, not only because he couldn't find his beloved, but also because he was worried about his future of continuing to cultivate.

Jeongdo has obviously lost in this duel, and he can't be defeated again. I'm afraid that in a few months, the Seven Sects of Tainan will completely disappear from history.

In this way, the seven major sects of ten thousand years have been reduced to the dust of history.

Tian Qing felt a lot of sadness in his heart, and flew to the river alone, and at this moment, the turbulent river water was like a hideous demon, eating away at the hope and fighting spirit in Tian Qing's heart.

Since ancient times, the heart of autumn has been desolate, and the desert of southern Xinjiang is blue at night.

However, the immortal road could not be found, and the boat wandered alone on the Xuanjiang River.

......

Tian Qing was a little uncomfortable, lowered the boat, landed on the river, drifted downstream, and went downstream.

I don't know how long I drifted, Tian Qing faintly felt sleepy.

But at this moment, suddenly, there was a slight light in the desert on the other side, and there seemed to be a fire.

The fire flickered and flickered, like a distress signal to him.

Tian Qing was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly swept his divine sense. But the next moment, his face was extremely gloomy.

Tian Qing put away the boat, the thunder flashed, and rose into the air, he first took out more than a dozen high-level talisman seals, slapped them on his body, and then, took out the high-level spirit weapon 'Cold Spirit Armor' that he bought from the Fang City and put it under his clothes, only then he was satisfied, and then, his figure flashed, and he flew straight towards the firelight.

The firelight was only a few miles away from Tian Qing, and Tian Qing came in a moment.

A small glowing fireball on the ground illuminates the surroundings.

A middle-aged female cultivator, dressed in Qingyuanguan clothes, was lying on the ground, her stomach was torn open, and blood flowed all over the ground, seeping into the desert, staining the ground red for several feet.

This man is dead, and he cannot die any more.

There was another man beside her, an old barbarian, who was lying on the ground, like the young barbarian, shirtless, with gray hair in large braids and tied around his waist, but at this moment, this man was thrust into his chest with a shiny dagger, and the blood also flowed to the ground, and from time to time slowly oozing outward.

However, this person had a super vitality and did not die even if he was so traumatized.

And his aura is huge, and he is a barbarian in the Yudan period.

And the female nun who died was also a monk of Jiedan.

'Cave Candle Ancestor' Tian Qing guessed that Li Yunhan had also mentioned his master to him, and it was obvious that the female cultivator who died on the ground met all the characteristics of the Cave Candle Ancestor.

"Young man, for. . . For... Seal my heart for me, and I will accept you as a disciple" When the barbarian old man saw Tian Qing coming, he was first overjoyed, and then said weakly.

"Hmph! Don't use rhetoric, although you are a monk of the Jiedan, you are injured like this, and you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me! Your disciple should be left to the people in hell!" Tian Qing snorted coldly and said.

"Young man, I am the elder of the Hasqi tribe, I speak a lot, our Northern Regions Holy Clan is not like you in the southern region, the monks are all treacherous, and there are many lies, you saved me, I, I will not lie to you, when the time comes, I will give you a token to avoid death, you don't have to be hunted down by the Holy Clan, you can also enter my Hasqi tribe, and give you the most respectful treatment" The barbarian old man smiled bitterly.

"Hehe, why do you have any grievances with this person, you chased her for thousands of miles! and preached morality to me? Don't you count it yourself?" Tian Qing sneered.

"Young man, this... She killed my own son, do you think I can not hunt her down?" the old barbarian was a little speechless, but then he seemed to think of something and said.

"Okay! Since there is a grudge, I don't blame you, but after all, we are the same family, you have to give me an explanation if you kill her! I ask you a few questions, if you answer truthfully, I will stop the bleeding for you, but your disciple should be left to others, just give me a token to avoid death!"

Tian Qing looked at the barbarian old man on the ground who was bleeding profusely, pondered for a while, and said.