In the distance, a white light flashed and fell in front of Song Zhe and the three of them. Song Zhe tilted his head and looked. He knew this person, but why did he appear here?

"Song Zhe, why are you in such a mess?" the visitor asked with a bit of confusion and a bit of sarcasm.

Zhang Hao and Mu Feng had never seen this person before, but he was Shushan Luo Xian.

"Luo Xian, why are you here? Shouldn't you go back to Shushan after the tripartite talks?" Song Zhe asked with a calm expression.

"Originally, yes, but I saw a fire dragon rushing past from a distance. I felt something was not right. I came here to have a look. It seems that I came to the right place. Sure enough, something happened. But I still want to ask, a group of minions, you

Why don't you just burn them to death, and why are you running away?" Luo Xian smiled slightly, but his tone was playful and sarcastic.

Song Zhe didn't care about his words at all, but accidentally glanced at Mu Feng and Zhang Hao, but it fell into Luo Xian's eyes. He glanced at the two of them thoughtfully, seeming to understand something, but he soon discovered

Isn't that right? Didn't we say four people? Why is there one missing? He looked at Song Zhe and asked: "Song Zhe, where is Ji Bingxian?"

Facing Luo Xian's question, Mu Feng wanted to speak, but Song Zhe glared at him fiercely. He had no choice but to stop talking. He only heard Song Zhe reply lightly: "If you want to help, don't say so much."

Nonsense, otherwise, get out!"

The words were so cold and inhumane, but when Luo Xian heard this, he smiled, nodded, and responded: "You are really useless. I will save you. Don't die here. I am alone."

, can’t be saved.”

Song Zhe looked at Luo Xian, not caring about the anger in Zhang Hao's eyes, and said: "Dachun Mountain."

Luo Xian laughed, white light flashed, and left.

"Elder brother, why?" Zhang Hao asked in confusion, his mouth full of anger.

"Why why? Do you want Jian Zong to be even more embarrassed? Get out of here and recover well. Don't move for me without my instructions."

Song Zhe ignored Zhang Hao at all and issued the order rudely.

Zhang Hao clenched his fists, and his face was a little distorted, but in the end he put it down, nodded, and said, "Yes!" He sat down cross-legged and took a deep look at Song Zhe, and found that his face looked ferocious.

Staring in the direction Luo Xian left, he stopped talking and rested quietly.

The flame emerged in Song Zhe's hand. He clenched his fist tightly and crushed the flame. Then he meditated and closed his eyes, and his expression gradually returned to calm.

Luo Xian walked all the way towards Dachun Mountain, but what surprised him was that he didn't notice anyone. Everything was eerily quiet, as if he was the only living thing. Finally, he stopped, already at the bottom of Dachun Mountain.

He circled the flight and searched for it, but there was no trace of Ji Bingxian at all. Thinking of Song Zhe and the others' embarrassed appearance, Luo Xian couldn't help but frown. This was what worried him the most.

He raised his hand and saw only the top of Dachun Mountain, a hundred-foot lightsaber hanging on the top. His face was heavy and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He looked at the desolation in front of him. Since he didn't know the entrance to Luomen, he destroyed it.

Dachunshan is it.

All the spiritual power in his body gathered into the lightsaber like a tide, and the dazzling white light blocked all light, dyeing the entire earth with a layer of silvery white.

His hand began to fall slowly!

At that moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, as if the whole world was wailing. That was the most famous power of heaven in Shushan. How could a mortal resist it!

Luo

Sweat broke out on Xian's forehead, but his eyes were still calm, and no one appeared. This made him become even more violent, and the tip of the sword was pointing downward inch by inch.

Every time it sinks, the spiritual power that oppresses the world becomes more manic, flying sand and rocks, and making everything fearful. At this time, Luo Xian is like a god who has entered the world, and no one can resist it.

This world is so quiet that you can only hear the explosion of the lightsaber sinking and tearing apart the space. It is the scream of the living beings. Everything will die if it touches it. No one dares to come out to stop it. This is the power of heaven and earth, given by God.

the power of!

The moment the sword tip touched the top of the mountain, amidst the tearing sound of space, the explosion of rocks seemed silent and could not be heard at all. The absorbing power was devouring everything, and it was only a matter of time before the mountain in front of him was destroyed.

"stop!"

A long shout came, and Dong Xiong, the head of the Luo Sect, appeared in front of Luo Xian. Although his face was angry, there was a look of helplessness knowing everything. He looked at Luo Xian and stretched out his hand.

, stop Luo Xian.

The falling hand stopped and Luo Xian lowered his head. He looked down at Dong Xiong like an ant. He asked calmly: "Where is Ji Bingxian?"

It was a terrifying spiritual pressure that was almost stagnant. Even Dong Xiong could hardly hold it back. He looked at the young man in front of him and felt deep fear in his heart. Luo Xian, the number one person in Shushan, was also known as the Three Hundred

The first sword of the year, it is said that there are very few people in the world who can match his strength. When I saw him today, I realized that the rumors were true.

"I don't know." Dong Xiong answered word by word despite the suffocating spiritual pressure.

The sword sank a little, and the entire Dachun Mountain sank an inch. Countless mournful cries rang out in the Dachun Mountain.

"where is she?"

"I have no idea."

"boom!"

A heavy bombardment sounded, and no matter how hard you were, the mountain would be nothing more than rotten wood under the power of this god, and it would break into pieces at a touch.

"My son should know, I'm taking him out, you stop! Stop!"

Dong Xiong turned around, and the entire Dachun Mountain was bombarded by three thirds, and countless Luomen disciples were killed. This made him heartbroken. This was hundreds of years of his hard work, and it was just destroyed by Luo Xian. He roared heartbrokenly.

Dao, stop Luo Xian.

Luo Xian stopped and looked at Dong Xiong.

Not long after, a man rolled over from the back of the mountain. He looked at the terrifying lightsaber in the sky with fear. He looked at Luo Xian with fear. Who else could it be if it wasn't Dong Ming? He swallowed deeply.

After taking the next bite, he mustered up some courage and said: "A hundred miles south, in a cave."

Luo Xian, who was originally calm, had a trace of emotion on his face, and he said calmly: "Lead the way."

He gently waved his hand, and the lightsaber that oppressed everyone gradually dissipated, and the white light covering the world was gradually replaced by the sunlight shining down from the sky. However, Luo Xian's eyes showed a hint of exhaustion.

Where can the Dong family's father and son rest like this now? This intimidating power has already frightened them out of their courage. They dare not disobey Luo Xian at all. Dong Ming is in the front, Dong Xiong is in the back, and Luo Xian is in the middle. They are digging for Li Ji.

Go into the hole in the ground.

When they arrived, a trace of surprise flashed in Luo Xian's eyes. The scene was really terrible. There were mummies burned to death in the fire everywhere. The ground was scorched black, but it became extremely smooth. Luo Xian stretched out his hand to explore.

Look, the yellow sand melted and solidified again due to the scorching heat, and there were countless human flesh and blood inside.

Ji Bingxian leaned against the stone wall at the entrance of the cave, breathing calmly. She thought it was nothing serious. Luo Xian waved his hand and said, "You guys go." They asked the Dong family and his son to leave. They didn't want to stay for a long time, but they were afraid of Luo Xian.

He was angry, so he held back. As soon as he saw Luo Xian waving his hands for them to leave, he immediately walked away without stopping at all.

Luo Xian observed this place carefully, and he was even more confused. He knew the swordsmanship practiced by Ji Bingxian. This could never be done by Ji Bingxian, so it was definitely done by another disciple of the Sword Sect, but he couldn't see it.

His figure, and Dong Ming's expression just now, seemed to be trying his luck. He was relieved after seeing Ji Bingxian, and after hearing his words, he didn't want to stay for a moment.

Thinking of the fire dragon he saw on the horizon, Luo Xian suddenly understood something. He smiled, shook his head and said, "Why did I forget? Hey, forget it, let's take her back first. As for the other one,

, wish yourself good luck, I, Luo Xian, am not big-headed and six-armed, so I can’t save so many people.”

As he spoke, his face became extremely pale, his lips turned purple, and his hands trembled uncontrollably. He glanced around to make sure there was no one there, and then he took Ji Bingxian to where Song Zhe and the others were resting.

This trip lasted only half a day. When we arrived, Song Zhe had already woken up. He lit a fire and was roasting dry food.

Luo Xian fell, he put down Ji Bingxian, smiled and said to Song Zhe: "Song Zhe, I didn't expect that you are still somewhat useful."

Song Zhe smiled. He glanced at Ji Bingxian and saw that nothing was wrong. Then he replied: "Ah, you can rest for a while. We will set off and go back tonight."

"You are so inhumane."

Luo Xian said with some dissatisfaction, but looking at Song Zhe's expression, he didn't intend to answer. He curled his lips, sat on the ground and closed his eyes.

Song Zhe checked Ji Bingxian's body, looked at Luo Xian doubtfully, and asked proactively: "Luo Xian, that's not right. Who has treated her injury? Besides you, who else has been here?"

"I also want to ask you, apart from you, has anyone from the Sword Sect been here?" Luo Xian opened his eyes and asked with a smile.

"I don't know." Song Zhe scratched his neck and said.

"That guy is still somewhat capable of fighting. At least he has the strength of the third level of Chiyan. Although he has only touched the threshold, it seems that your sword sect prohibits cross-level cultivation, right?" Luo Xian smiled and asked Song Zhe.

Song Zhe was stunned for a moment, raised his head and thought for a moment, then said: "I don't know, it's not in my memory. Why do you ask that?"

Luo Xian smiled, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I'm just asking. Since you don't know, forget it, the dry food will get burnt."

He reminded Song Zhe kindly, and Song Zhe withdrew his gaze. When he was stunned, it had been roasted for a long time, so he quickly took it off and handed it to Luo Xian.

Luo Xian took it unceremoniously, not caring about the slightly mushy place, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

Zhang Hao and Mu Feng were still meditating. They didn't know the conversation between the two. However, Mu Feng was the happiest after waking up. After all, he didn't have to go back to be punished. After eating, Luo Xian took a rest.

I've deviated from the route and it's time to go back.
Chapter completed!