"I'm gone, I hope you will go away for half your life, and you will still be a teenager when you return"

Xuanyuanqun's figure gradually became blurred, and with a clear wind, it turned into a ray of light, and disappeared into the sea of knowledge in Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye stretched out his arms and grabbed forward with both hands, but he didn't catch anything, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say anything.

Inside, a ray of moonlight shone in.

Wen Qingye supported his arms and gradually sat up, but from his eyes, there was a trace of blood-red tears.

In the end, it didn't fall behind.

His heart was suddenly afraid, afraid that it would be the last time he saw Xuanyuan Qun.

When you die, you really have nothing left, you can't see each other again, you can't talk to each other anymore.

Wen Qingye lowered his head, sat for an unknown amount of time, and finally slowly raised his head, took out dozens of high-grade spirit stones and a Qingxu Pill, and then closed his eyes.

With the operation of the longevity technique, the surrounding true qi surged towards Wen Qingye frantically.

Endless waves of true qi surged along the meridians towards Wen Qingye's body, like a Juanjuan stream, constantly flowing in Wen Qingye's body, and finally merging into the dantian.

"No, I still can't break through like this"

Wen Qingye took out another blood maple leaf from Sumeru mustard, although he had used a blood maple leaf, if he used it now, the effect would be greatly reduced, but it would also help him forcibly break through his cultivation.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Wen Qingye, who had taken the blood maple leaves, took a deep breath, and placed the spirit stone as well.

A large amount of true qi around him was like a tide, coaxing and surging towards Wen Qingye's meridians, and the Dragon Scroll Hundred Flowers Xuangong, which had not moved for a long time, also loosened a little.

But Wen Qingye knew that it was only a hint of loosening, and he didn't plan to break through to the fourth level of Heavenly Dragon Power now.

In addition to the true qi emanating from the spirit stone, there is also the surrounding true qi of heaven and earth that is frantically absorbed by Wen Qingye, all of them are crazy surges, if the ordinary eight-rank Xuan Immortal absorbs so much vitality at this moment, he may explode and die in the next moment, but Wen Qingye not only does not slow down, but then absorbs the surrounding true qi more fiercely.

I don't know how long it has been, Wen Qingye's skin is exuding a strange divine light, and his dantian has also emerged with patches of white mist.

I saw that Wen Qingye was constantly crushing the smoke-like true qi, constantly squeezing into the inside of the dantian.

Click!

The originally swollen dantian was squeezed by such a strong true qi, and there were strange sounds, and then the last trace of true qi next to Wen Qingye's body also converged into Wen Qingye's body, without the slightest leakage.

And just above the house, the true qi of heaven and earth was also constantly condensed, forming black clouds, and the masters of the entire Philadelphia naturally felt this vision.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

Philadelphia, one of the busiest streets.

At this moment, the crowd in this street has been surrounded by black oppression, and the people on the left are Ren Qingfeng and some Qinghe Realm masters who have surrendered.

The cultivation of hundreds of people on the right side is not low, and the leader is a middle-aged woman with a delicate appearance and charming appearance.

The masters of the two sides looked at each other, and the magic weapons in their hands emitted a thrilling light, all of them were cautious, and the battle was about to break out.

This middle-aged woman is the head of the Zhang family, the number one force in Philadelphia, and behind her are other forces in Philadelphia.

Ren Qingfeng forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and yelled: "Zhang Yueting, I advise you not to make mistakes"

"Self-error?"

Zhang Yueting sneered, then stepped forward, raised her jade arm, and said: "Ren Qingfeng, take a closer look, Feng Baicheng, the head of the Feng family in Yucheng, has already led two thousand masters to take the lead and is waiting for the army outside, and it doesn't take a day for the previous generation of realm masters in my Qinghe Realm to arrive, you are still willing to become Wen Qingye's dog, who is wrong?"

Tong Bazhi arrived with an army of eight thousand, Wen Qingye would definitely die, and all the masters under Wen Qingye would definitely die, and the people of the entire Qinghe Realm tacitly agreed, this was the final result.

Ren Qingfeng said coldly: "It's just a little Feng Baicheng, it can't be the opponent of the realm master, for the sake of the situation when you saved my life, I will give you a chance at the end, if you go back now, I will act as if nothing happened."

"A little first-class Xuan Immortal, you dare to speak out?"

Zhang Yueting laughed and said: "I have already investigated clearly, the true qi above the city envoy's mansion is condensed, forming a vision of heaven and earth, it must be Wen Qingye who is cultivating, and at a critical juncture, now the masters of the Qinglan Realm are ready to stop my Qinghe Realm army outside, as long as I enter the city envoy's mansion and kill Wen Qingye, it will be a miracle of the world."

"You Dream"

When Ren Qingfeng heard Zhang Yueting's words, he couldn't help but turn his face blue.

Now the Qianhua Night Army of Qinglan Realm, the Iron-blooded Floating Slaughter is indeed resisting the army of the Qinghe Realm outside, and all the intersections are temporarily controlled by Zhang Yueting and other power masters, even if the Qianhua Night Army, the Iron-Blooded Floating Slaughter wants to kill it, it will take a while.

Thinking of the serious consequences of Zhang Yueting entering the city to build a car, Ren Qingfeng's cold sweat kept flowing.

"Kill me!"

Zhang Yueting snorted coldly, two delicate short swords appeared in her hands, and her true qi rioted, and as soon as the law was cast, she killed Ren Qingfeng.

The battle outside the city has not yet begun, and the battle inside the city has begun first.

Wen Qingye sat cross-legged on the bed, like an old monk in a fixed place, not moving at all, if he couldn't feel that there was still a faint breath on his body, I am afraid that Wen Qingye had an accident at this moment.

I don't know how long this silence lasted, but a gentle breath sounded before it was quietly broken.

The indifferent air flow came out from Wen Qingye's snort, Wen Qingye's eyes also opened slowly, and the plain dark eyes seemed to be a little brighter, but there seemed to be no change in other than that.

But at this moment, Wen Qingye's cultivation has really broken through to the cultivation of the Nine Rank Xuan Immortals.

He knew that his cultivation had forcibly broken through the past, and although it was forcibly broken through, it did not leave any sequelae, because he had already had the experience of staying in the realm of Xuan Immortal.

Standing up, Wen Qingye's arms stretched out slightly, every bone, blood, and muscle in his body was in the most perfect peak state, as if as long as his arm moved slightly, it could erupt like the power of a volcano.

His cultivation has broken through again in just one month, if this news is known to outsiders, he must be shocked, there has never been a person in Xuan Xian's growth speed is as fierce as Wen Qingye, it is almost to the point that everyone is frightened.

When the waiter knows, I'm afraid he will vomit blood in anger.

Wen Qingye stood up and walked out the door.

The next moment!

Wen Qingye's expression suddenly became cold, and his body turned into a streamer of light, running in the direction.

Little Gray jumped and quickly followed.