Drain your cultivation and waste your spirit bones! Junior Brother is reborn and goes crazy

After a long time, a flash of green light flashed across Ling Qingyun's eyes, cutting off all the complicated thoughts, as if she had returned to her previous cold and detached demeanor.

She looked back at Li Xuan and looked at him for a long time.

Then he slowly opened his mouth and said, "If you really die..."

"I will fight my way through the restricted area and avenge you!"

After she said this, she didn't speak again.

It seemed that these were the only words she could think of to express her inner feelings.

It was a simple sentence, but it contained her deepest thoughts.

Li Xuan looked at Ling Qingyun in front of him, his expression slightly dazed, but he did not say anything.

But at this moment he felt that Ling Qingyun and Mo Qianqian were like water and fire.

Mo Qianqian has a cold and indifferent temperament like a demon, but once she sets her sights on one person, she will only give the passion in her heart to that person.

Ling Qingyun, on the other hand, sticks to the right path, but is also clear-minded and cares about the common people. She hides her thoughts deep in her heart and acts silently in her own way.

Because she believes that the determination and persistence in her heart are no more important than upholding the right path and protecting the people of the world.

Compared to the vast universe and the safety of all living beings, what does the shadow in her heart, even herself, matter?

Therefore, during the battle with the restricted area, the brilliant record she created was no less than that of Ye Hanshuang and others.

It posed a huge threat to countless geniuses in the restricted area and made them terrified.

However, today, she came here to ask Li Xuan about the result, and used such a simple sentence to express her thoughts that could not be expressed in thousands of words.

She just felt that she was just one of the countless people who were looking at someone's back.

Ling Qingyun looked into the distance, but she could feel the gaze of the person next to her fixed on her. This made her calm state of mind seem like a stone had fallen, causing ripples. She said slowly: "The situation in the world is still very tense. I took the time to come and see you. Since you are feeling good now..."

"It's time for me to leave."

Ling Qingyun said this and turned around to leave.

"There's no need to rush this."

Li Xuan's voice came, but it made her no longer think of leaving. She stopped and did not look back, but just stood there.

Li Xuan smiled and said behind her: "The competition that was not completed back then can be completed at this moment."

Hearing this, Ling Qingyun sighed in her heart, then turned and looked at Li Xuan.

At this moment, her expression froze, and she felt as if she had returned to her youth, when the Nine Sects started the Sword Discussion Conference.

Because Li Xuan was actually wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Shenxiao Sect at this moment. His still quite young face seemed to be full of youthful spirit, and he looked at her with sharp and shining eyes.

Li Xuan clasped his fists towards Ling Qingyun and said with a smile, "Shenxiao Sect, Li Xuan, please teach me."

Boom boom boom...

On the top of the mountain, there was a tremendous amount of spiritual power raging violently, and two figures were colliding with each other.

However, compared to the Qingyun Sect, which has grown countless times stronger today, this kind of battle is not even worthy of being mentioned, and is only at the level of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

However, this battle attracted the attention of many powerful people from various sects.

Because the identities of the two people fighting are too special.

One of them is the only disciple accepted by Qingdi, the founder of Qingyun Sect, in this life.

The other one even created the glory of the Nine Provinces of Immortality.

Even these powerful sects hope to see some different sparks in this battle.

Sitting on the top of a hall, Jiulei Tianjun was holding a jar of wine and pouring it into his mouth. He wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth and looked at the faint spiritual light raging in the distance. He had a calm expression and occasionally sighed.