Tianfan Peak.
The sun sets in the west and everything is devastated.
After the battle, Xiao Yiren and others quickly came to Tianfan Peak and looked at the devastated scene around them, their hearts surging.
"Mom, holy thing."
Xiao Xiao picked up the holy object and handed it over.
Xiao Yiren took the green dragon jade talisman and looked at the young figure retreating to the north, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.
Where is he going?
Return to the Central Plains?
"This battle was really tragic."
Not far away, the leader of the White Tiger Sect took back the sacred objects of the White Tiger Sect, took a look at the Tianfan Peak that was almost completely destroyed, and said with emotion.
"Huo Lin'er lost, but the Li boy didn't win either."
On the side, Master Xuanwu said with a complex expression, "There is no winner in this battle."
"Suzaku Sect is too ambitious."
Xiao Yiren withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "If Huo Lin'er wins today's battle, in the next five years, the Suzaku Sect will produce at least one peerless powerhouse like the scholar from the Tianyu Palace, and maybe even stronger."
"God."
The leader of Xuanwu Sect sighed softly and said, "How can it be so easy to control?"
Throughout the ages, all those who have tried to control the power of the gods have failed without exception.
Old Suzaku!
Xuanwu Zongzong looked towards the south, his expression becoming more and more complicated.
South of Tianfan Peak.
Old Zhuque left with the elders of the Zhuque Sect.
The last one.
Fu Tianxi turned around and looked north, the sadness in his eyes too strong to be resolved.
North of Tianfan Peak.
The sword energy continued for a long time, and all those who wanted to chase Li Ziye were temporarily blocked.
Either light or dark.
"The Li family's legitimate son actually has such a master beside him."
On the high ground in the distance, King Yunyi looked at the two figures, one black and one white, who were protecting the legitimate son of the Li family as they left, his expression slightly condensed.
That's fine.
The legitimate son of the Li family took away most of the combat power, and the second son of the Li family had much weaker combat power.
"Let's go do something."
Soon, King Yunyi came back to his senses and said.
Behind them, Sanchijian and two other royal ministers responded and followed.
As the sun sets in the west, the chaos gradually calms down in front of Tianfan Peak.
When Li Ziye left, the warriors present lost their purpose and immediately separated and went to catch up.
At the foot of the mountain.
Tianjian Ruoye glanced at the old man not far away, nodded in greeting, and then turned and left.
Zhang Sultan looked at Tianjian who left with Ye Linglong, and without saying anything, he turned into sword light and quickly left.
Something was wrong with that kid, and he had to catch up and take a look as soon as possible.
"Lord, let's go too."
On the other side of Tianfan Peak, Hua Fengdu spoke calmly.
"Um."
Li Qingzhi nodded, picked up the sword box and left.
"The ending is like this."
In the east courtyard of Taixue Palace, Confucius put away the Book of Heaven, sighed softly, and said with emotion.
"The boy will be fine."
On the side, Faru said with a worried look on his face.
Now, that kid is seriously injured, and everyone in Nanling wants to catch him, which is really worrying.
"It'll be okay."
Confucius said with a complex expression, "After this calamity, no one in Nanling can touch him, just."
At the end of the sentence, Confucius paused and did not say any more.
"The Supreme Sword of Forgetfulness."
Next to him, Bai Wangyu said softly, "Forgetfulness does not mean being ruthless. That sword hurt him too deeply."
No matter how serious the physical injury is, it can be healed, but if there is no medicine for the inner injury, it may be difficult to heal in this life.
Nanling.
Two days later.
The news of the defeat of the Suzaku Saint spread quickly.
Along with this, news spread throughout Nanling that the Li family's legitimate son was missing.
Because of what the Confucian leader said back then, countless masters throughout Nanling wanted to get the key to the temple from Li Ziye.
However, for two whole days, Li Ziye seemed to disappear out of thin air. No matter how hard everyone searched, they could not find him.
Nanling is vast and mountainous, so it is indeed not easy to find someone.
Moreover, people who find the slightest clue will suddenly disappear and disappear from the world for unknown reasons.
Somewhere.
In an abandoned thatched hut.
The oil lamp was lit, and under the firelight, Li Ziye gently wiped the blood on the face of the woman in front of him, his eyes so gentle.
"Tweet."
Beside, Xiao Zhuniao chirped twice to express comfort.
"I'm fine."
Li Ziye showed a gentle smile on his face, responded, and continued to wipe the blood on Zhu Zhu's face.
Zhu Zhu loves beauty the most, but she doesn't like the look of blood on her face.
After cleaning the blood on Zhu Zhu's face, Li Ziye also began to wipe the blood on his hands and face.
In two days, the heavy and abnormal injuries in Li Ziye's body were repaired automatically at an astonishing speed. The power of the dragon beads and the phoenix blood given by Da Zhuniao finally began to show their extraordinary qualities.
"Little silly bird."
After wiping the blood on his face, Li Ziye looked at the little red bird beside him and asked, "The place I am going to may be dangerous next, do you still want to follow me?"
"Chirp!"
The little Zhuniao called twice again, indicating that I will go wherever you go.
"That's fine."
Li Ziye nodded slightly and said with a smile, "I'm a little worried about leaving you alone. If you are caught and stewed, I can't explain it to your mother."
"Tweet."
Xiao Zhuniao rolled his eyes very humanely and ignored the fool in front of him.
"Have a night's rest and start again tomorrow morning."
Li Ziye glanced at the darkening sky outside and said softly.
Tomorrow, his injuries will be fully recovered, and he will be able to solve any troubles he encounters by himself.
He was in a bad mood, very bad. He hoped to have better luck and meet a few more people who came to look for trouble.
At night.
In the wilderness, two figures walked north together.
"Master, will the young master be okay?"
Hua Fengdu looked at the waning moon covered by clouds in the sky and said worriedly.
"Won't."
Li Qingzhi said calmly, "Uncle Hei and Aunt Bai are protecting him secretly, no one can touch him."
"I mean, Zhu Zhu's matter."
Hua Fengdu sighed, "In all these years, I have never seen the young master show such a side in front of outsiders."
Li Qingzhi was silent and did not answer.
He is the legitimate son of the Li family. Even if he is heartbroken, he must forget it as soon as possible and get back on his feet.
The Li family cannot be without him at the helm at all times.
Just as the two of them were heading north.
Sudden.
Li Qingzhi paused, looked to both sides, and said coldly, "You guys who hide their heads and show their tails, get out!"
"The second son of the Li family is indeed unusual."
While talking, three figures stepped out from both sides of the wilderness.
It was King Yunyi and the two royal families who worshiped him.
but.
Li Qingzhi ignored the three of them, but looked straight ahead, his eyes slightly focused.
Night.
A figure holding a sword stepped forward. He had a middle-aged face and a restrained aura, without any edge.
"Three-foot sword!"
Li Qingzhi's eyes turned cold when he saw the person coming.
Even the three-foot sword came.
That old fox, Emperor Shang, finally couldn't bear it anymore!
very good.
He has been patient for a long time!
