Chapter 85 Traveling Under the River

"So that's it..." Qi Miao's heart set off a little wave and immediately calmed down. Anyway, the fierce demon species always ran for demon religion rather than self-interest. If he took advantage of Qi Miao, he sacrificed himself first, with his death, restrained the people of Lingxia Island and the rest of the righteous forces, and created an opportunity for Lei Ruotong. .

In the mind of Qi Miao, the heroic face of cultivation and ghosts can't help but appear. This demon hero has already died in a heroic battle and sacrificed his life, but he has made great sacrifices.

He just felt that he couldn't bear to blame this person.

Qimao shook his head and was speechless. At this moment, the shaking intensified in the three immortal days. Lei Ruotong waved his sleeves, transformed into thousands of colorful clouds, and wrapped Qi Miao in a belt of light. He only heard this man finally say to himself, "You don't have the Three Immortals. Except for my call, you can't freely get in and out of this place. Now most of my mana has been passed on to If you can't maintain the existence of these three immortals, even the waterfalls that depend on the outside will also be affected. Go quickly.

"Since this place is facing decadent, why don't you find a way out with me?" Qi Miao asked tentatively.

"Ha ha, I'm just a trace of regret. Now that I have completed the ontology entrustment, it is about to dissipate..." Lei Ruotong's face was gloomy and confused, and he muttered, "This time, he returned to silence, but he didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated. The only thing that greeted me was a blank nothingness..."

Qimiao listened to her and didn't know how to persuade her for a moment, but Lei Ruotong raised her head, looked at him again, and gently waved her sleeves. The colorful glow fluttered slowly dragged Qi Miao out of the sky.

"My predecessor gave me the kindness of true energy and internal strength, and explained my life clearly. Thank you, boy!

" Qi Miao bowed and said loudly to say goodbye. In front of him, the scenes of the courtyard over there slowly disappeared, and Lei Ruotong's reflection in the water gradually faded. At this time, a voice came from afar.

This is Lei Ruotong's voice like a silver bell, accompanied by the breeze. I only heard her say, "You have fused with the strange treasure and got abundant water, cold and true energy. This treasure is a strange treasure left by the Shen family hundreds of years ago. It is called Bixin. I don't know much about this. If you want to inquire about it, you can find Kun. Lun Shou Weng..."

When Qi Miao heard the words, if he thought about it, he couldn't help thinking that he met Yan Huazi, a long-clad man in white, and almost died when he passed by the edge of Taihu Lake. At this time, he was dazzled for a while. When he came to his senses, he found that he was floating on the North Sea where he first came here.

However, at this time and here, the scene is very different. The sky is full of fog and dark. The huge pillar of heaven beside Qimiao actually fell down and broke into countless stones. With the water of the North Sea that attracted up poured down. For a moment, the sand and dust covered the sky and the sun, there was a huge wave in the North Sea, and there was a If the figure of the black dot struggles in the boulder and the terrible waves, it is not Zhou Hanzhi.

The earth is changed, and people are small. Wonderfully, the two people and Zhou Hanzhi have turned into two drifting black spots. The strong wind is mixed with yellow sand, accompanied by broken stones falling into the sky. There is chaos around them. Their figures have not been visible for a long time, but at this time, they saw a light blue light slowly lit up and broken on the dark North Sea. Empty.

Flying sand and stone, the turbid waves of the sea have long been isolated behind him by this blue light. One of the handsome figures in white holds a water-blue sword, and there is a wisp of elegant and detached look between his eyebrows, but it is not Qi Miao flying out. At this time, Zhou Han sighed in front of him. , being hit by a boulder, he should have used the heavenly fan to dismiss it. However, this man was seriously injured and could not withstand the great power of heaven and earth. He immediately shouted miserably and fainted by the power of this blow.

His figure could not stop falling to the North Sea. At this time, the seven wonderful figure flashed like a streamer. Suddenly, when he copied his hand, he had already caught Zhou Hanzhi, and then it was like a cold lightning. The blazing blue light shined, breaking through the obstacles, roaring, and ran away from here. Behind him, the day, the ground was dark and became extremely exciting. I don't know when it will stop.

However, all this had nothing to do with Qimiao. He took Zhou Hanzhi's body all the way and swept through several courtyards of Ju Yunxuan. Qimiao's eyes swept over and felt sad. Everyone was only two days here. The story that happened was separated, which made him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

At this time, a cliff appeared in front of him, with its back to the sun, quiet and peaceful. One of the reefs was broken through a gap. This was the place where Qi Miao was used to freeze Li Miaohua. At this time, he took Zhou Hanzhi to a stable place. The latter was still unconscious, and Qi Miao carefully put it on the ground.

"Miwa, I'm coming..." When Qi Miao leaned over, he saw that the frozen reef was suddenly opened by a true breath. He felt a trace of anxiety in his heart. When he checked, he felt that there was no one in it.

When he was puzzled, he saw a strange force suddenly filling the sky. Qi Miao suddenly looked up and was shocked to see two figures standing on his head side by side, staring at him coldly.

Qi Miao looked up and found that one of them, leaned down and wrapped in a black cloak. Unexpectedly, it was the day when everyone joined hands to break the iron sword gate and the imperial ban. He was surprised that he was still alive. He didn't expect that this person was still alive.

At present, Qimei showed her figure and flew to the old man. She was about to inquire about the heart of the bright moon in detail, but at this time, she saw a middle-aged lady dressed in golden feather clothes and a middle-aged lady with brocade snorted angrily and waved her hand, which was unparalleled.

Qimiao's heart was shocked, and immediately blocked a cold water true qi in front of him. At this time, his power, through Lei Ruotong's true qi filling body, was no longer what it used to be. He saw a shaking between heaven and earth, and when the two unparalleled forces collided, they actually dissipated.

There was a surge in the sea, as if it had been impacted by these two true qi.

The woman shied and did not take action again. Instead, she looked coldly for a moment. The latter hurriedly took the opportunity to bow down: "Senior Xikunlun Mojun, this female senior, this female senior, Miaohua was originally placed here by me. Do you two know where she is now?"

He spoke earnestly and with great unbearance that he did not want to say the word burial, as if Li Weihua had just been taken away.

When the woman heard the words, Mo Jun's eyes suddenly burst into light and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

Qimiao was stunned when he heard the words and thought that he had recovered his male body. When he didn't know how to explain it, the ink-faced guest suddenly dragged a figure and turned into a thick ink atmosphere around Qimiao's body for a moment. The latter only saw the cold light flashing in the ink gas, and a sharp sword cut at him fiercely. Qi Miao didn't think much about it. He looked back and waved the cold water sword to meet the enemy's brake. Then, only a few collisions were heard, and the electric stone fire was fleeting. The ink-faced guest circled around Qi Miao. After fighting for seven or eight rounds, they saw that the ink-faced guest pulled out and left. The black gas phantomed and moved, like thick ink floating on one side, and then condensed, which was the old man's figure around the woman.

"So it is..." Mo-faced customer muttered, "I see, it's good, very good..."

He suddenly stared at Qi Miao and asked sharply, "Was Miaohua killed by you?"

"No!" Qimiao was excited for a moment, and the old man asked and touched his mind. The woman in a golden feather coat over there was speechless. Suddenly, when she waved her hand, Qimiao only felt that something on her body was ready to move. In stunned, a golden light suddenly flashed for a moment, broke through her cuffs and stopped at the woman's hand.

He looked up and was surprised to see that this was the famous sparrow. Qi Miao couldn't help but wonder who could summon the Huanque by herself. Is she the master of Li Miaohua, one of the three elders in Kunlun...

The woman looked coldly at the sparrow for a moment and laughed disdainfully. Suddenly, she raised her hand and bounced her sword body. She flicked three times, each time, accompanied by a whining of the sparrow. At the third time, the divine soldier suddenly turned into a golden light and disappeared into the woman's body.

This scene stunned Qi Miao. At this time, he was shocked to see that when the golden light dissipated, a drop of red blood dripping from the golden light. The woman took the blood with her hand and let it slowly melt into her fingertips. She was indifferent for a moment, closed her eyes and meditated for a moment. Finally, she opened her eyes and sighed leisurely, "Brother, this person is not killing. The murderer of Weihua, let's go back to Kunlun Mountain first..."

"Hm?" Mo Mianke looked at Qi Miao again and sighed helplessly, okay.

After saying that, the two never looked at this side again. Both of them turned into two auspicious clouds and flew away slowly.

"Two seniors, where are you going to take Weihua?" Qi Miao called in a hurry.

"West Kunlun..." Mo Jun answered in a long voice.

Qi Miao stood in a daze and watched the two people fly away. At this time, he suddenly thought that the red blood was not the drop of blood left by Li Miaohua in it. That day, she was afraid that she would be unfavorable to herself after being found by the master. She was deliberately keeping this painstaking efforts on the sparrow sword, but she did not know that she had left her first.

With this, a scene flashed in front of his eyes, and a huge sadness surged up in his heart. At this moment, he was in despair and just wanted to return to the southern Xinjiang, the sect that had been separated for a long time.

When he looked back, Zhou Hanzhi was waking up. Qi Miao did not want to talk more with him. He thought that this place was far away from the great changes in the North Sea. He believed in the ability of the future. After adjusting his breath for a moment, he could leave safely at a fixed time. Now the two have no more entanglement and he could leave.

When he was about to leave, he saw Zhou Han stop and said, "Stop for a moment!"

Qimao turned around and asked Zhou Hanzhi with a worried face and asked, "I saw you escape from the air before, but did you see my sister-Zhang Tingwan, the fairy, who is a white dress and beautiful, but a little similar to your face..."

Zhou Hanzhi said this, but he became more and more suspicious. He only felt that the man opposite was a little familiar with him, but he had a strange breath. Qi Miao's face looked at his eyes quietly. Finally, he sighed and did not answer. He waved the cold water sword and stepped on it into a cold light. , with the power of thunder and lightning, he flew away.

This vertical power is like a shock. Its voice moves nine days, and the sword roars thousands of miles. At this moment, the heart of Qi Miao is full of things, the love of the three immortals, and many sad things are all paid to the water. He sighed, not knowing whether it was tracing the ancients or lamenting himself, and sighed faintly in his heart: < /P>

The sunset is immersed in the river, and the delicate clouds are dancing in the air

Who is happy to travel thousands of miles away