Chapter 1060: Worry, Luck

Yang Qingxuan was stunned.

The eyes of Dong Huaiyuan and the others looking at him were meaningful. It's just that there is no previous ridicule and disdain, after all, Yang Qingxuan has proved his worth with his strength.

Mo Ting chuckled and said, "Let's go back to Yunxiu Palace first." The Sea Clan will not be attacking again in the short term, and can have a more comfortable rest and recuperation process. ”

The forgiveness and escape, and the total annihilation of the Deep Sea Ancient Clan, was an extremely significant trauma for the Sea Clan. It's extremely difficult to recover.

The next attack, I'm afraid it will be ......

All the high-level leaders immediately thought of this question, and couldn't help but sink in their hearts, the next time the Sea Clan came back, I am afraid that it will be when Gu Yao is born, and it will be the time for the final battle!

Although the battle was won, the eyes were full of depression and a large number of companions were killed.

Especially Wuliang, he directly swept away more than half of the warriors, and all the warriors of the two clans were severely damaged.

But if the skills are not as good as others, what can be done, who dares to go to Wuliang for revenge?

Coupled with the fear of the final battle ahead, everyone's mood is extremely heavy.

After returning to Yunxiu Palace, Yang Qingxuan directly entered the dragon land at the top of the cloud to cultivate.

The so-called "Dragon Land" is only a part of the sea of clouds, which looks no different on the surface, but it is conceived by the aura of the entire Black Sea.

The sea and sky cliff pressed on the eye of the real dragon, that is, stepped on the aura node of the Black Sea, and under the steaming clouds of countless years, it formed a "dragon land" on the sea of clouds of the giant mountain.

In this dragon land, the rich aura directly turned into liquid, like a lake, and like a mirror of the sky, pure and spotless.

Dragon Land is a place where you can only enter in the middle of the night, and anyone else who dares to trespass is a dead end.

And Yang Qingxuan has the highest authority, even if he enters the Dragon Land, no one dares to stop him.

Yang Qingxuan stood in front of the sky-like lake, and suddenly remembered the scene when he saw the midnight bath in the Black Flame Corner.

He said strangely: "It turns out that it is reflected from here." ”

As he walked into the lake, he immediately felt an amazing aura seep into his skin and flow through his body along the meridians. The concentration of this aura is so pure that it is still above the spiritual spring!

Yang Qingxuan immediately understood that Midnight was able to suppress the Black Sea for so many years, and his cultivation was absolutely inseparable from this dragon land.

No matter how talented a person is, if he has no resources, it will be a waste.

The major families and sects can continue for thousands of years, and the most important thing is resources.

Even if there is no peerless genius among the protégés and disciples of the second generation and generation, they can continue by relying on the accumulation of resources and will not fall too badly. Until the genius appears, it can shine again.

Yang Qingxuan completely walked into the lake, letting the water of the spiritual liquid submerge the top of his head, and the meridians instantly reached the saturation of spiritual energy, slowly running under the route of the martial scriptures, washing his whole body.

On the route of the Martial Scriptures, the positions of the seven stars flashed one by one, like seven huge treasure houses, constantly absorbing spiritual energy, as if there was no end.

And when the position of the seven stars was shining, a dragon shadow appeared behind Yang Qingxuan, looming, in a trance, both virtual and real.

The ancient scorpion, Kong Ling, and Zi Kite all clearly felt the power of the Martial Arts.

Somewhere in Yunxiu Palace, flowers are blooming, and the seasons are like spring.

In a garden, Zi Kite was sitting cross-legged and cultivating, and the Lamentation Sword was suspended in front of her, constantly emitting black power, enveloping her whole body.

"Qing Xuan!" Zi Yuan was suddenly startled, sensed the power of the contract, shook his whole body, and immediately came out of that cultivation.

But he soon became confused, and was devoured by the sword power on the Lamentation Sword, and in horror, he hurriedly changed the seal and eliminated distracting thoughts, which stabilized the black power.

"Qing Xuan, are you still involved in the dispute between Yunxiu Palace and Gu Yao?" Zi Yuan closed her eyes and frowned tightly.

......

At one end of the vast sea of clouds, under the light of the sun, a man wrapped in a black robe paced through the clouds. Every time you step on it, there is a nine-colored light emitted.

Suddenly, the man stopped, standing in place, a flash of light flashing in his black robe, staring ahead.

Greeted by a man with gold armor and silver swords, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. That body of Yuan Weapon, shining brilliantly in the sun, slowly shining.

The man with the gold armor and silver sword walked a few steps, and stopped in front of the black-robed man, and the two confronted each other quietly.

The black-robed man said in a low voice, "I don't care who you are, get out of the way!"

The man with the gold armor and silver knife suddenly smiled, and his leisurely voice swayed on the clouds, "Wenren, how many years have you been rubbing like this." Now that I've appeared in front of you, do you think you're still hiding? I was happy to learn that you weren't dead, and I thought it would be interesting. Now it seems that I am really disappointed. ”

The black-robed man's eyes burst with cold light and murderous aura, and his body trembled, but he quickly gathered the murderous aura, and the brilliance of his eyes was collected in the robe, and he said slowly: "Xuantianji, let the previous grudge between me and you pass, and I don't want to avenge this revenge." From now on, you are you, I am me, each has nothing to do with it, and I hope you will not appear in front of me again!"

Xuantian Ji smiled: "Are you bowing to me?"

Wenren was silent for a while, and said, "Sort of." After all, your strength is there, and I still have self-knowledge. But if you really don't know how to do it, even if I don't beat you, I will never make you feel better! I hope you can believe that I have such strength!"

Xuantianji smiled: "I don't believe you have such strength, but the person behind you may be able to." ”

Wen Ren's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted: "Since you have already guessed who is behind me, get out of the way!"

Xuantian said leisurely: "I not only guessed who the person behind you is, but also guessed the purpose of your trip. But it seems that your purpose has been accomplished, why are you still staying in Haitian Cliff? I guess again, tsk, it should be for Yang Qingxuan. ”

Wenren's shoulders trembled, obviously his inner mood fluctuated greatly, and he said in a deep voice: "You won't interfere with me, right?"

Xuantian Ji said: "It's hard to say. Because I'm also very interested in Yang Qingxuan. It's you, it's strange, you are both the Holy Lord of the Green Dragon, why do you look like a deep hatred like the sea. It looks like he's going to kill someone. ”

Hearing this, he snorted heavily, and said, "There can only be one Holy Lord in each generation! He is the one who robbed me of my luck, so naturally I can't let him stay in the world! Back then, I set up a trick in Xiaohuaguo Mountain just to obtain the treasures inside, but he picked it up cheaply. Originally, those seventy-two changes should have been mine!"

Xuan Tianji smiled: "How can there be any 'original' things in this world? Originally, you should be dead, aren't you still alive? ”

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