Shu Ling instinctively looked at the position where Luo Tian left, and muttered: "Ling'er has also done a good thing, but she is Childe's enemy, I don't know if Childe will blame me." ”

With endless thoughts in her eyes, if she could, she really wanted to follow the sky, even if it was difficult and dangerous.

Who can tell the word of love, from the Yuanying monks, the heads of the big factions, to the poor people, there is the most sincere and great love in their hearts, and they take care of it.

She wasn't worried that Xia Yundao would do anything evil, because those eyes, with a look of remorse in her understanding, explained everything.

Comprehension sometimes requires an opportunity, and no matter how powerful a monk is, he has his own confusion, such as fear of the future, memories of the past, and current blows.

At this time, the immortal cultivator will be unstable in the Dao heart, unable to pursue the extreme of the Dao, and the foundation will be seriously affected, some will fall into the devil from then on, and some will change their temperament greatly, and they will stop here.

All immortal cultivators are swaying back and forth in persistence and confusion, commonly known as calamity, and every time they survive a calamity, they will be stronger until they become immortals.

Xia Yun Dao had no hope of becoming a god in this life, but under various coincidences, he was blessed by misfortune, and he suddenly woke up and understood his inner feelings, which made him truly relieved from the battle a hundred years ago.

The departure of his father, the despair of his mother, Xia Yun has never let go, and has long regarded the clear sky as an emotional sustenance, like love and family affection, and over time has forgotten to distinguish it.

Men should be able to afford to let go, and letting go is not to let men unload their responsibilities, but to let their hearts go, not to let their hearts bear too much load, and to prepare for getting up again.

Otherwise, he will be like Xia Yundao people, once his mood fluctuates too much, he is easy to be quietly controlled by the demons without knowing it, if there is no book spirit, the result for him is only death.

In the future, Luotian will have to face two powerful enemies, him and Fan Yue, and what will happen is unknown.

As soon as the sect master left, no one around could suppress the book spirit, and they all retreated, Jindan Yuanying was not there, all those who stayed were Zhuji, with a fearful expression on their faces, and secretly said in their hearts: "This woman is too violent, don't see me, don't see me." ”

No one came for a quarter of an hour, and Shu Ling was happy to sit in the air, waiting for the old man to take her away while recovering.

Above the Nine Heavens, when Qi Entourage felt that his seal had been broken, there was an incredible look on his face, and he muttered, "How is it possible, how can this be possible." His eyes stared at Yan Wenshu in a daze, wanting to get a reasonable explanation.

Yan Wenshu would be kind enough to talk to him, and heard the sound from the ground, although it was very weak, but the god had super strong hearing, letting him know that the opportunity to fall into the sky was half completed, and he only had to finish it himself.

Without saying a word, taking advantage of the moment when Qi was stunned, he dodged and flew downward, like a sharp sword falling from the sky, cutting through the air and cutting everything in front of him in half.

Qi Entourage's reaction was also dissatisfied, and when he saw Yan Wenshu's body movements, he immediately understood what he meant, turned over, and followed closely behind, the distance was no more than two people, and the two avatar powers, who were known for their speed, began to compete with each other.

Even if he increased to the maximum speed, Qi Entourage still didn't close the distance by half a point, and he was so angry that he screamed, "Ah, the old devil knows that you are not a good thing, and you can't even snatch the gate of heaven, don't rush away if you have the ability!"

"Hmph, who's a good thing? Hahaha, the old man goes first. Yan Wenshu laughed, not ashamed but proud, as if he did not feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior, but ran faster.

Speeding all the way, through the Nine Heavens, the clouds and mist receded, and the front suddenly opened up, Yan Wenshu saw the book spirit sitting in the center, smiling, and instantly came to her, and said softly: "Good girl, let me protect you with my life, don't bear him in the future." The rain hit Shuling's face, and tears fell with the rain.

After speaking, before the book spirit could answer, he wrapped it in aura, and in the blink of an eye, the two disappeared in place, making the surrounding members of the Dragon King team tremble and dare not move.

In less than a moment, the thick dark clouds suddenly exploded, the sky cleared up instantly, and there was no rain falling on the colorful butterflies, Qi Entourage was so angry that his shoulders trembled, looking at Yan Wenshu's distant figure, he couldn't chase it, he was so angry that he screamed and shouted: "Old devil! You wait for me! The old man will find the field one day!!" I thought it was Yan Wenshu who took the falling sky and the book spirit.

It's a pity that no one responded, the voice echoed in the air three times, and the other party had already run away, gritting his teeth and staring fiercely in that direction, Qi Entourage felt ashamed.

For their level, amplifying the sound is louder, but for the weak, it is an indiscriminate strong attack, and the disciples of the Butterfly Killing Sect at the bottom have encountered it, like a thunder roaring, and the sound is so shocking that one by one the seven orifices are bleeding, and they stared at Qi and accompanied them pitifully, not daring to say more.

"What do you see, is there no one!What about Xia Yun people! There are so many Jindan people!Where are they all dead!What's the use of leaving so many wasted people!" Qi accompanied his family and scolded while flying towards the sect master's hall, at this time he felt that he was about to be burned by anger, one of the two important people did not stay, but made a big fuss about the butterfly killing faction, and left safely, if this matter was spread, he would not be poked in the backbone and ridiculed.

But the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and his divine consciousness turned into tens of millions, enveloping the entire Butterfly Killing Sect, and said fiercely: "All disciples listen to the order! Issue a sect general killing order! Whoever captures the fallen heaven alive to the father killing faction can get 100,000 top-grade spirit stones, medium Dao Treasure Qingluan marrow, and all disciples below the god can get my detailed true inheritance, this person lives or dies!"

. As soon as these words came out, the whole sect shook, and all the disciples stopped what they were doing, bowed down towards Qi Entourage, and said respectfully: "No!" The momentum was sky-high and inspiring.

This condition is simply too tempting, what is the concept of 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, 1 billion medium-grade spirit stones, how many things can be bought, and Qingluan pith, it is not a simple spiritual object, it has the same effect as the spirit of the book, perhaps even more, the connotation of the meaning of the beast, if it can be absorbed and used, the first time you enter the god can leapfrog the challenge, and finally it is the personal inheritance of the power of the god, so that all the monks who have not reached the realm of the god are boiling, and the three are obtained at the same time, and the possibility of breaking through the god is infinitely increased.

I have to admire the generosity of the ancestor of the Butterfly Killing Sect, the sky-high reward, the hard just fell into the sky, and in less than half a day, the news spread quickly, hundreds of third-class sects, more than a dozen second-class sects, as well as the Yuangang Sect, and the killing sect also knew about it.

All of a sudden, the action of looking for the falling sky began to rise, and Bai Xiaolou's information quotation for the falling sky rose again and again, of course, it was the most basic, such as how old he was, his appearance, his personality, his deeds, etc., 50,000 medium-grade spirit stones per message, if he let Luotian know, I am afraid that he will come over in person and resell his own news, it is too violent!

After this matter fermented, the news that brought attention was no worse than the best demon spirit root, and for this sky-high young man who suddenly appeared, all the sects were silent and did not make a statement, which was regarded as a tacit acquiescence to the disciples to do it.

Find the mortal world from the world of cultivating immortals, as long as it is called Luotian, all the beautiful ones must be searched, and the mountains and wild forests will be searched inch by inch, for fear of missing a place, and the search is more serious than looking for your own parents and parents.

The clouds in the eight directions were about to be revealed, and the tense atmosphere in the immortal cultivation world was even stronger, and at this time, various ambitious sects were discussing fiercely, wanting to take advantage of the situation with the help of the best demon spirit root boy and the sky-high reward boy.

What would happen if everyone knew that the parties to both events were in the sky?

On the main hall of the Butterfly Killing Sect, Xia Yundao and Qi accompanied him, sitting and standing, of course, as the sect master, he still sat on his throne, Qi and his entourage did not have so many rules, standing on the main hall, with a slightly angry expression, he snorted lightly: "Fortunately, you have achieved the ability to transform into a god, otherwise I will really lock you up in confinement for a hundred years." ”

Until now, I am still thinking about the fact that the book spirit was snatched away, and I have a lot of guilt, and the only thing worth being happy about is that Xia Yun has become a half-step god.

Xia Yundaoren, who was sitting in the highest position, was not afraid of his eyes at all, lying on his side with his hands on his head, and said lightly: "You have the marrow of Qingluan, why are you still so attached to the Heavenly Book Spirit?"

"You know a fart, now you are only one step away from becoming a god, if there is the help of Tianshu Spirit and Qingluan Marrow, the potential will skyrocket, and it will be close to the top, in terms of qualification and potential, a few people in the world can compare, and it is not much worse than the Dragon Butterfly Demon King, and the future achievements will be limitless. Qi entourage scolded and scolded, in fact, he still loved him the most in his heart.

If it was a former Xia Yundao person, he would definitely get up and thank him, be grateful, and treat him like a reborn parent, but now his eyes are not shocked, and he has no desire for this, as if he has incarnated as a stone man who has no desires and no desires, and looks directly at Qi and says: "I don't need foreign objects, I can also reach that height, and foreign things are not enough." ”

That being said, everyone wants to get these two spiritual objects, but Xia Yun was thinking about the kindness of the book spirit, and he just said thank you at that time, but he left an indelible trace in his heart.

"That's it, it's up to you, you don't have to force this matter, but you have to promise me one thing, bring it back to me when you see Luotian, if you can't bring it back, kill it, is it okay?" Qi Suixing said seriously, only he of the Butterfly Killing Sect knows that Luotian is a young man with the best demon spirit root, and he knows very well the threat of this son in his heart, the meaning of this is very simple, don't worry about the relationship between Shuling and Luotian, if you can't reconcile, you will kill it.

Xia Yundaoren nodded, indicating that he understood, one yard is one yard, Shuling is kind to him, but Luotian is an enemy, now thinking of the clear sky, his heart is still faintly painful, lying on the bed, life is better than death, Fan De's blow shattered all her bones, fortunately, the dantian was not broken, relying on the spiritual temperature, if there is no elixir, twenty years later, the body will die.