"Spiritual power..."

Chang An muttered to himself in silence, and the moment the words fell, the rich spiritual power that filled the body disappeared without a trace like the sea water at a low tide in an instant, and at the same time, a chilling death breath gushed out violently, and then the complexion quickly became dark, and the cold glow in his eyes seemed to reveal a trace of ruthlessness lacking humanity at this time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhengrong, unusual, no matter where you are pointing, you can't stop me from Chang'an...... The pace of getting stronger..."

His eyes were black and bright, Chang'an's face was gloomy, he stepped out, and immediately appeared 100 meters away, looking at the white hurricane around the antique tower, his expression was calm, and he stepped again, 10,000 meters away, with Chang'an stepping out of dozens of steps, it was already close to the range of 100 zhang.

A powerful energy stopped Chang'an from entering the moment, Chang'an sneered in his heart, stepped again, and immediately appeared beside the evil puppet, without any hesitation, Chang'an sealed with a dead breath, put away the evil puppet, and sensed that the flesh body was under the power of many hurricanes, and the powerful breath that seemed to be able to tear flesh and blood was like it, and his eyes did not blink, and he stepped again.

When Chang'an became more and more close to the antique tower, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and under the use of the spirit technique, a pair of big hands with black aura suddenly grabbed the flying sword that was inserted into the desert behind him, and the flying sword trembled all over, and let out a sword roar, and the lines on its sword body were filled with dead air, which instantly made the flying sword shine greatly, and flew away, following the direction of Chang'an's fingers, and rushed directly into the hurricane.

Chang An took a deep breath, staring intently at the black dragon sword shadow that rushed into the hurricane, looming, like the black dragon sword shadow rushing into the hurricane, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, and suddenly found that when the tip of the flying sword cut through the sharp light flashing in the air, and instantly broke through the defense of the hurricane, but as the flying sword continued to fly in, the sword body was overwhelmed and made a clicking sound.

At the same time, a crack suddenly appeared on the tip of the flying sword, and as the flying sword continued to approach, the crack became longer and longer, gradually extending directly to the hilt of the sword, and then with a crisp sound, it actually split into two, and it was slammed into pieces by the whirling hurricane.

Chang'an's eyes flashed slightly, he slapped the storage bag violently, summoned the piano box, and then stepped on it, standing on the piano box that had been refined by his essence blood, and then bent his fingers again, and the fan sword that was stagnant in mid-air immediately spun in place.

Immediately after Chang'an's sleeve flicked, the fan sword was like a small whirlwind, rushing towards the antique tower hurricane, as the fan sword got closer and closer, its rotation speed became faster and faster, and under the roll up a large area of dust, the speed was slowly approaching the hurricane rotation speed.

It was at this moment that the rotating fan sword rushed into the hurricane, and the speed reached almost exactly the same speed as the hurricane's rotation.

"I see..."

Chang'an's eyes flashed coldly, his heart was happy, his face moved slightly, the whole person was like a sword, and the piano box under his feet rotated, when the speed reached the extreme, even the power that shrouded his body seemed to be able to tear flesh and blood disappeared, enough to pass through the hurricane, Chang'an immediately controlled the piano box under his feet and rushed over.

There was almost no pause, Chang'an directly crossed the huge hurricane with a radius of 100 meters, and came to the antique tower, it was at this time that Chang'an noticed that the door plaque with the word Zhengrong written on the antique tower was broken, obviously after the word Zhengrong, there were words, but the other half of the door plaque, under his gaze, was nowhere to be found.

Stepping into the antique tower shrouded in hundreds of hurricanes, even if Chang'an does not rotate, it can't sense the strong suction force outside the hurricane at all, and it is no wonder that under such a strong suction force, the antique tower can still be unharmed.

Chang'an groaned a little, put away the piano case, jumped on the fan sword, and with a slight movement of his heart, the fan sword dragged him and slowly descended at the foot of the antique tower.

When he stepped down from the sword and stood on the stone steps of the antique tower, the closed tower door opened by itself under the roaring silence, and a colorful rectangular light curtain appeared in front of Chang'an with the opening of the tower door.

"Teleportation light curtain..."Chang'an was stunned for a moment, sensing the colorful light curtain in front of him, and couldn't help but flash his eyes.

If there was a rift vortex in front of Chang'an at this moment, Chang'an would definitely not feel strange, but if a teleportation array appeared in front of him, it could only mean that he had stepped on the same path as the previous group of Yuanying monks by chance.

When he met Zu Liren in Chang'an, he actually suspected in his heart that this Zu Liren was teleported here, not because of an accident, or because the rift vortex that he teleported into did not happen to appear around him, but some people entered certain places, or broke through a certain prohibition, causing the rift vortex that appeared around everyone to be directly teleported in.

This also explains why Chang'an was teleported into this desert, why from the beginning to the present, no matter how you look for it, it is difficult to see the reason why the rift vortex is difficult to see, if it weren't for the fact that he had a heart in his heart and noticed the changes in the movement of the hurricane, I am afraid that he really wouldn't have found the existence of an antique tower in this desert, and this antique tower turned out to be the teleportation entrance to leave the desert space.

If this is the case, wouldn't it mean that the group of Yuanying monks who stepped into the Thunder Stone Bridge early before had also appeared in the desert space, and the reason why he didn't encounter it was because they had already left the desert land, after all, with his Jindan cultivation, he could pass through the hurricane barrier, and it was impossible for that group of Yuanying powerhouses who had lived for hundreds of years to break through.

Thinking of this, a wry smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Chang'an's mouth, feeling that he was not too cautious, and when he saw this ancient tower teleportation array, so many assumptions and conjectures appeared in his mind, and under the flickering of his eyes, he felt that no matter whether there was a difference between his guesses and facts, it was the most important thing to find the teleportation array that left the desert space.

Although Chang An smiled bitterly in his heart, his spirit was highly concentrated, and he didn't dare to have the slightest support, with a fan sword on his back, and after cautiously approaching the teleportation array, he paused for a while, probed, and found that there was no clue, and then stepped into the teleportation array of the ancient tower.

With a soft feeling like the wind, swept away from the body, in a trance, Chang'an immediately appeared in a birdsong and flowers, hanging on the tip of the mountain peak of the full moon at night, a faint fragrance of flowers, so that Chang'an couldn't help frowning, looked down, and suddenly saw that in his arms, there was a delicate woman with a delicate face and a black veil.

"Ruoyu..."Chang'an's pupils shrank sharply, and he subconsciously said the woman's name.

As soon as the stunned voice fell, the woman in Chang'an's arms, her head moved slightly, looked up at the moon in the distance, and said in a clear and beautiful voice: "Chang'an, you said that the moon has always existed, why can't you see it during the day..."

Chang'an's nose was sour, his eyes were red, and all kinds of memories came to mind, so he couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying to make his tone appear unwavering: "Because she... I'm shy during the day, so I only show up at night..."

Thinking of the time when he needed comfort and encouragement the most, he was alone, standing outside the wall of the rest house, waiting for himself, silently taking out the pill, shyly smiling like rain, Chang'an held the hand of the woman in his arms, and couldn't help but tighten, the cold light in his eyes, with the slight tremor of his body, left tears.

Chang'an, who is as determined as steel, has a tenderness in his eyes at the moment, knowing that he is in some kind of bad situation, but because of the apology in his heart, he can't bear to destroy it.

"Chang'an... Are you tired? If you are... Stay, will you stay with me?"

Chang'an closed his eyes, stopped his tears and involuntarily left them down his cheeks, and said apologetically: "If it rains, wait for me, I'll go back to Xuanxiao Sect to save you..."

As soon as the words fell, Chang'an opened his eyes, the decisive color in his eyes flashed, he immediately let go of the woman in his arms, stood up, and walked into the distance without looking back, but just after walking forward, suddenly a pig-like roar came from behind him.

"Chang'an, Chang'an, look at what treasure I have dug up, if I get it to the parent-child hall, I will definitely be able to exchange a lot of things..."

Hearing this familiar voice, how could Chang'an not know who the other party was, stepped on his left foot, slowed slightly, sighed secretly, did not look back, and continued to walk forward.

"Chang'an, congratulations, you have become the first of the four peaks, you are the first disciple of the Qingxiao Sect to receive such glory since the founding of the sect..."

"Chang'an, thank you, give our spirit beast a home, and in the future, you will be our relatives... My only relative..."

"Boy, you dare to tell me about Lao Tzu and the Great Elder of the North Peak, see that I don't fan your ass..."

"You are a sludge, a sludge that can never hold up the wall, Ren Weicai has more courage than you, at least, he is still standing and beaten..."

"Brother Chang'an, you will definitely succeed, Xiao Qi will always support you..."

Listening to the voices that echoed in his ears one by one that made him cramp, Chang'an's clenched hands trembled constantly because of the exertion, and he thought that all this was not an illusion, but a reality, so that the tears on his face could be dried by the wind, but in this illusion, except for the familiar voices and appearances, there was no feeling.

When his body continued to merge with the surrounding space and disappeared, Chang An sighed deeply, letting the energy that enveloped his body and pull him into the void, until Chang An was silent for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he appeared in a hut.

There is no furniture in this hut, only a candle that seems to be extinguished forever, standing in mid-air, Chang'an with complicated eyes, taking a deep breath, suppressing the hidden pain in his heart, walking in front of this candle, the spiritual sense spreads, reaching out to touch it, and finding that this candle, as if it does not exist under the spiritual sense, the palm of the hand actually passes through directly, and the candle has no effect at all, still standing in mid-air.