On Wushan, the strange light is shining, the endless wind and rain, the heaven and the earth are silent, as if they are all revealing a sense of gloom.

Huang Bingli looked at Lin Chen, who suddenly stood still and maintained the posture of the sword, his heart tightened, he stepped forward, and was about to speak, when his eyes fell on Lin Chen's face, but he found that Lin Chen's gaze was blank and empty, and in a startled, Huo Ran raised his head, and the Taichu Divine Sword was held in his hand, blooming with more and more intense divine light, like the most surging heart, flashing violently.

She stared at the young man in the air, with a hint of anger and anxiety on her face, obviously Lin Chen was also like Yan Jingchen, with the magic power of the Witch Emperor, this demonic Taoism was really terrifying.

The young man glanced at her, took the look on the woman's face, suddenly smiled, and said gently: "Seeing that you are so nervous, it seems that he is very important to you, is he the one you like?" ”

Huang Bingli's body trembled slightly, and she looked at him coldly, but she didn't speak.

"You have such an amazing spiritual practice at such a young age, why can't you see through the feelings in your heart, why bother? ”

The young man sighed, behind the golden light, in those tired eyes, he couldn't see half of the joy and sorrow of life, "Love is a word, but the eyes are full of empty flowers, a piece of illusion, but it is trapped in all sentient beings, sinking into the sea of suffering, unable to go ashore, love is not removed, dust cannot come out, sighing, sad, Amitabha, good, good." ”

The low and desolate words, floating in the wind and rain of heaven and earth, have an indescribable meaning of sadness.

Huang Bingli stood silently, her heart suddenly fluctuated, and she thought in a daze, did the master say something similar to her when she was in the Qingyun Palace?

The light in her eyes flickered, a little confused, a little tender, gently looked back, and looked at the man beside her in a daze, looking like this, although his eyes were blurry and empty, they were still flashing with a faint and translucent luster, his face was still stoic, and the corners of his mouth were raised with a gentle smile.

If you go back to the moment when the two first met at the top of Lianyun Snow Peak, the sun was just right, the breeze was blowing, the young man who melted the snow and cooked wine, the girl in white clothes, looking back, a pair of eyes, the flying snow dyed the years, and the reflection carved the passing years.

Perhaps what really infects this man is his always good and unhurtful posture, just like the sun.

But who knows, behind this warm smile, how much unknown bitterness is buried?

She couldn't help but start thinking about how much suffering the young man who walked alone on the Shu Road ten years ago, how many injuries he had suffered, how much blood and sweat he had paid, and how much blood and sweat he had paid in the past ten years, so that the cultivation of the Dao could advance by leaps and bounds to such a point that might be unattainable in the life of others, and in order to make a person's heart become so stoic as a rock.

Thinking of this, Huang Bingli's heart tightened, she couldn't say why, she was a little distressed, her eyes were inexplicably red, as if there was an emotion, which inexplicably crossed her indifferent and cold appearance and hit her heart.

After a few soft turns, her gaze slowly became firm.

After a lifetime of cultivation, no matter how high the path is, what will happen in the end?

A life of ruthlessness, no love, no worries, only chasing immortality, such a avenue, shouldn't it be what you want.

I vaguely remembered that many years ago, on that same dark and murderous night, when that figure resolutely rushed towards the fierce beast regardless of life and death, whose heart was pounding!

"I've never been bitter. She looked at Lin Chen, her white clothes fluttering, and she smiled in a low voice, as if she was deeply concerned with herself, softly, quietly, and seriously.

In the distance of the sky, suddenly a lightning bolt crossed, followed by a heavy thunder explosion, like a cracked silk, echoing above the head, echoing in a curling voice, drowning out all sounds, only a moment of electric light, reflecting the woman's beautiful face even more frost white as snow.

She took a deep breath and turned her gaze to the sky, the pale blue light, like the scorching sun of the nine heavens, burst out from her hand, and between the clear blue and clear light of the sky, that beautiful figure stood in the wind, her hair flying.

Looking at her resolutely unsheathed figure, the young man's pupils seemed to shrink slightly.

The clear light of the divine sword like water was reflected on the face of the Witch Emperor, the dancing light and shadow trembled in the silence, he smiled gently, still with a happy and flat face, and said: "Do you think that with your cultivation as a human yang god, even if you have the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier in your hand, you can defeat me?"

Huang Bingli didn't speak.

The sword technique clenched in his hand did not stop.

"Boom!" The huge roar and the tremor of the earth were like the wrath of the thunder god, which frightened mortals, and the whole mountain seemed to tremble, and the sky was swirling rapidly, like a hideous whirlpool, and the wind and rain were more rapid and wilder, as if there was a demon roaring, and the thin figure had disappeared in place.

The young man sighed and sat on the lotus throne, staring deeply at the woman in front of him.

Huang Bingli stepped on the clouds and rain, suspended in the air for seven steps, chanted a spell in her mouth, and instantly danced with lightning in the sky, like a huge light snake shuttling through the clouds, as her divine sword pierced the sky, countless thunderbolts fell like rain around her.

"It turns out that the person who made the imperial envoy 'Tiangang Shenxiao Thunder True Technique' is you, your talent is really a genius, and at a young age, you can comprehend the peerless spell left by the ancient god Xiao Immortal Gate of Shu Mountain, just cast spells again and again in such a short period of time, can your body withstand it?" The young man smiled indifferently, shook his head, and said calmly, facing such a sudden change in heaven and earth, it seemed that he was not moved.

As soon as his words fell, he seemed to be verifying his words, but the moment he saw Huang Bingli's body in the Divine Sword and Thunder, Huo Ran was shocked, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, staining her white clothes red.

"Ice glass!"

"Senior sister!"

At the same time, suddenly a few exclamations came from afar, it was the righteous path that came with the crowd, seeing Huang Bingli once again with the sword spell, Lu Yuqing and other Shushan people watched from afar, and they had already lost their voices and shouted, all the way down, a body of true Yuan Dao power has not recovered a few points, and it is a series of fierce battles, even if Huang Bingli is high, after all, there is a poor manpower, how can there be spare strength to cast such a fierce and incomparable, powerful and energy-consuming spell again, as we all know, all laws are respected by thunder, and there is no room for a little difference in the process of thunder control, otherwise a careless, by the power of heaven and earth, it is bound to be destroyed！

Seeing such a scene from afar, before they arrived, everyone couldn't help but sweat for the woman in the sky, and immediately accelerated the speed of the magic weapon urging, passed through the ancient dense forest, and came to the hinterland of this deep mountain, and saw the two motionless men in front of the ancient temple, everyone was stunned, and Ming Xiaoqian subconsciously shouted: "Daddy! Lin Chen!"

However, seeing that the pair of master and apprentice seemed to be petrified and half of them stood still, without the slightest reaction, everyone's hearts were condensed, and they all focused their eyes in mid-air, Bing Lianxing was secretly shocked in her heart, and with her eyesight, she noticed that these two people were afraid that they had fallen into some strange illusion, and even Yan Jingchen was also on the way, which can be imagined.

"This guy is the Witch Emperor!?"

When he saw the figure in the golden light, Ning Guixie was taken aback, and the others also showed a little surprise on their faces, thinking that the legendary demon that caused the calamity of the common people was either three heads and six arms, or a demon with a hideous and strange face, but who would have thought that it was such a young and handsome young monk.

But seeing him sitting on top of the golden light and ten thousand ways of treasure lotus, like a true Buddha appearing and ignoring them, everyone felt a little awe-inspiring for a while, but after a long battle, although they were not shocked, they gathered together and looked at this young man vigilantly.

Seeing that Huang Bingli's face was getting whiter and whiter, countless wild thunder vitality fell from the sky, converging on the tip of the Taichu Sword, and the surroundings slowly trembled under the pressure of the thunder momentum, as if some kind of huge power began to slowly emanate, and even the land under her feet trembled slightly, but at the same time, Huang Bingli's body trembled more and more, and it seemed to be more and more difficult, as if she was holding not a sword in her hand, but a mountain.

Emperor Wu looked at this righteous woman silently, and his eyes seemed to have a faint sense of expectation.

In the distance, Lu Yuqing looked at the figure of this junior sister, suddenly gritted her teeth, and roared softly, her figure was actually in the midst of the shaking mountains and the roar of the storm and thunder, going up against the wind, and flying towards Huang Bingli with a sword.

Behind him, Ning Guixi, Lin Xuan and others changed color in shock, puzzled by their meaning, and just wanted to shout, but saw Lu Yuqing avoid a few thunderbolts that fell into the sky, and flew behind Huang Bingli, with a green light floating in one hand, and his thumb attached to his index finger, as a trick, he quickly drew a Qiankun gossip light and shadow pattern, which was enlarged in an instant, and then the other hand tapped a few times on the back of Huang Bingli, close to her back.

At that moment, but seeing Lu Yuqing's face, he instantly turned white.

"This ...... It's too messy!"

Ning Guixie's eyes widened, and Lin Xuan looked at each other, dumbfounded, but Luo Yufei of Kunlun couldn't help but exclaim, that is, no one could see that Lu Yuqing was using her own true yuan to introduce Huang Bingli's body, and she wanted to join forces with the two of them to help her complete that strange spell.

The Kunlun girl's words fell, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, they saw another fluttering figure, like a sharp arrow off the string, without the slightest pause and hesitation, rushed forward, it was Yan Ruoxue who was holding the snowfall fairy sword.

In the same way, Yan Ruoxue's palm was close to Lu Yuqing's back, and in just a moment, Yan Ruoxue was shocked, only to feel that from above the sky, there seemed to be an infinite huge force pressing into her body like a surging angry wave, and the blood and qi in her body were churning, almost being broken by this force, she was horrified in her heart, and looked at Lu Yuqing who looked back silently, no one spoke, but she could see the horror in the other party's eyes.

Is this the supreme true secret of one of the three peerless mantras of Shushan?

What kind of stubborn will did Huang Bingli have been supporting and not falling!

Lin Xuan looked at these three junior sisters from a distance and smiled bitterly, this is not a mess, it is simply a fight for life!

Heaven and earth thunder, how can mortals be driven away casually?

It's just that this kind of help can only be done by Lu Yuqing, who is in the same vein as Huang Bingli, and Yan Ruoxue, who has also cultivated the Ice Moon Peak's "Xuanshuang Miaohua True Technique" to an extremely deep level.