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There are many monks on the Xuanbei border who have stepped forward to stop them from moving forward, but there is no trace of Jing Rong.

Yan Zhi breathed a sigh of relief at first, but after realizing something was wrong, he announced to Xuan Ye, "Is there any news from the inside?"

"It is reported that only the core disciples of the Xuantian Sect know about Taoist Rong Xie's trip."

Only core disciples know?That is Lin Wuduan and the Xuantian Sect above him who know where Jing Rong has gone.

"Interesting, the battle is imminent, and the leader of Xiujie is missing?" Yan Zhi licked his lips, inexplicably, his lips were a little dry.

At this time, there will be no major incidents, and you will not be missing, but now, what can be greater than the enemy.

"Re-seal the demon tower." Chunqiu Shishi answered him expressionlessly.

"Re-seal the demon tower?" Yan Zhi's eyes froze, the cornerstone of the demon-lock tower was lost, how could there be an equivalent ancient god to replace the seal.

Even if it's Jing Rong, you can't find it, right?

"If you want to know Rongxie's whereabouts, it's not impossible to arrest a core disciple."

"The elms of Xuantianzong are very hard-spoken, and I'm afraid they won't say a word if they catch them." Yan Zhi frowned slightly, "The only thing that can make Rong Xie leave in a hurry is to lock the demon. tower."

"The Monster Lock Tower is now occupied by demons. Even if I set foot in it, I have to think about it. How can I have such courage in repairing the world." Yan Zhi said so, but turned his head but kept talking for a moment. He ordered the high-ranking demons under his command to search for traces of Jing Rong.

"Someone broke into the Demon Locking Tower alone, this is an afterimage." When Lou Yu reported him like this, Yan Zhi's fingertips trembled, and the document he just passed fell to the ground instantly. He asked in disbelief, "What? Breaking in alone?"

"Yes, this is for the subordinates to be informed by the demons outside the Demon Locking Tower. As for the inside of the tower, the miasma is too heavy, and it is difficult for subordinates to get involved."

"He went in?" Yan Zhi unknowingly lowered his tone, the afterimage in front of his eyes was only a trace of his back, but he only needed to look at it to know it was him.

"Correct."

Correct……

How brave he is to break into the demon-locking tower occupied by demons alone...

But who gave him the courage to cultivate in the Nascent Soul Stage? !

Yan Zhi clenched the jade pendant tightly in his hand, before the jade was about to shatter, he raised his sword and swiped northward.

"Are you crazy...?!" Spring and Autumn Eleven was stunned by Yan Zhi's actions for the first time, and now Jing Rong entered the Suoyao Tower alone to seek death, and the dragons in the Cultivation Realm had no leader. Isn't this the right time for them to break through the Xuanbei Realm? Zhi actually left without saying a word? !

"Jing Rong is the only opponent in this world that I can look up to. He dares to break into the demon lock tower alone, and I...why wouldn't I dare!" Yan Zhi was a little out of breath, and left a word with Spring and Autumn Eleven.

He had the inscriptions of the Great Formation in the Xuanbei Realm, so he didn't need to wait for the Xuanbei Formation to be broken like others.

The realm of transforming gods swept thousands of miles, and barely touched the method of shrinking the ground into an inch in the Mahayana period. It was twilight when the banquet arrived outside the demon-locking tower. The demon Glimping, even before he got close, could feel a heavy oppressive feeling.

"Rong Xie..." Yan Zhi pursed his lips, and his eyes darkened. He didn't dare to think whether he was late, and he couldn't explain why he came so quickly. He just... just didn't want to , Once the east border is farewell, it will be the last look.

Qixing Yijian was about to storm, and the already dark sky was getting darker and darker. Yan Zhi raised his hand to disperse the demons who tried to get close to him. It was he who looked determined and walked towards the Demon Locking Tower step by step.

He didn't want anything to happen to him, no matter what.

The ancient pagoda gate opened with a kick, and there were endless monsters trying to attack him. Yan Zhi seemed numb to beheading monsters with a sword. At the door, he asked the first sentence since entering the Suoyao Tower: "Where is the human race that stepped into the tower alone ten years ago?"

"Of course, he was eaten by us." The demons under his sword were still unwilling. After all, he was also a high-level demon who had cultivated for thousands of years, so how could he be willing to be nice to a human boy.

"Noisy." Yan Zhi's expression remained calm, the blood splashed on his face was still warm, and he repeated that there were living creatures under his sword, he would not fail to hear such clumsy provocative words.

According to his current state of mind, he was too lazy to say a word.

He just wanted to find Jing Rong.

"Ten days ago, where was the human race that stepped into the tower alone?" Yan Zhi repeated what he said just now, and coldly glanced at the monsters who thought they were powerful enough to fight him.

Even if a monster who has been bound for thousands of years can see such a look, he will not feel trembling and submit to him. Even if he is just one person and one sword, the deterrent power is more powerful than when many monsters were besieged by cultivators thousands of years ago.

"He...he entered the chaotic void, how could he live..." You Yao murmured softly, he could smell the beast heart of the monster race on Yan Zhi, the beast heart needs to be obtained by the great demon society above the Nascent Soul Yes, it is self-evident why this person has this aura.

Yan Zhi who got this answer seemed to smile, but his eyes were so cold that they could freeze time. It was his words that were light and sharp, "If he has something to do, I want to be buried with him in this world."

It is the whole world, not limited to the two races of demons.

Such arrogant words, perhaps only if this person uttered them, people would not think it was a joke.

The back view of Yan Zhi, who raised his sword deeply, overlapped with the person ten years ago. The two are inexplicably similar, but not completely the same.

What is in the void of chaos, or what is hidden?

At the end of the banquet, only broken chains can be seen, and Jing Rong's spiritual power can be felt, but unfortunately there is no news of Jing Rong here, and there is no guidance.

In the old days, did Jing Rong cut off the chain and get the Xuantian Stone for him?

What was his state of mind at that time, whether he was happy or unbearable, or as confused as he is now.

He stepped through this boundless chaos, without any sight or breath, the Xuantian Stone in his palm felt faintly warm, until the blood color was as bright red as the blood in his heart.

Yan Zhi's eyes were slightly warm, he searched for him and didn't know day and night, but there is still no news of Jing Rong, when the Xuantian Stone in his palm fell into the chaos, Yan Zhi couldn't take it back, he just stared at the Xuantian Stone in a daze, muttering Concluded: "Rongxie... where the hell are you..."

Perhaps finding the sudden appearance of clouds in the chaos and the sudden break of the sky will have results.

When the light from the clouds came down, Yan Zhi still didn't notice it, until the thunder broke through the sky and hit his back, Yan Zhi was startled, he seemed to have stepped out of the chaos and void.

Thunder suddenly appeared in the gloomy sky, and he was the only one in this distant world, so it was self-evident what the thunder meant.

Yan Zhi looked at the clouds and his voice became hoarse, and it was difficult for him to bend his back when thunder and lightning fell one after another. He leaned on his sword to support his body, his throat was faintly sweet, and he still wanted to ask: "Rong Xie... are you here?"

This thunder and lightning is much more severe than the thunder and lightning when he crossed the catastrophe and transformed into a god. The pain pierced his flesh and blood. Even Yan Zhi's soul trembled under the continuous lightning strikes, but he didn't want to retreat, even if he retreated half a step, he might be hurt. Reduce the distance between him and Jing Rong.

Under the shocking thunder and accompanied by strong winds, Yan Zhi's progress was blocked, and he silently recited the name of the scene every time there was a heavy thunder calamity.

"Rongxie..." Yan Zhi sighed softly, his palms were stained with blood, and accompanied by the skin and flesh, the pain was so painful that it was hard to find traces of Jing Rong.

He was willing to jump off the river for him when he was in Yunfuchuan, but now that the wind and thunder intersect, it is nothing, at least the thunder and lightning can point the way forward for him.

It's a pity that this No.80 heavy lightning still bent Yanzhi's back. When he fell from the clouds, he felt a heavy suffocation. He never knew what was hidden in the chaotic void under the Demon Locking Tower, but he wanted to find him, that one person A person who enters this field alone.

The words stopped in the east should never be the last of them.

This seemingly endless fall will come to an end. The darkness and the biting coldness come together, and the fingertips are like needle ice clouds. Yanzhi uses spiritual power to light up a lamp, which cannot illuminate the endless darkness.

The cold is piercing to the bone, although he is a transformation spirit who does not know the cold and warm, there is no other way in this domain, the blood stains on the skin and flesh condense into frost, and the hair that was disturbed by the thunder and lightning is also stiff, the only way is to hold on to the feast. tread.

This obsession to not want Jing Rong to have something to do is enough to support him to walk through the ice cloud, and it is enough for him...

Yan Zhi coughed up blood again. Under the extreme cold, the radiating heat instantly turned into frost. Maybe this long road is endless, maybe they will meet at a certain moment, if possible, he will definitely bring Jing Rong out Lock the demon tower to go.

As the air pressure increased, Xia Yanzhi's chest tightness became more and more severe. He could only move forward slowly with the support of the Seven Star Sword.

The pain didn't stop there. Compared with the physical pain, the heartache was harder to bear. He didn't dare to think whether Jing Rong had stepped into such a realm before, and where he was now. It turns out that empathy is what it feels like.

He remembered Jing Rong's voice and smile, and remembered that when Jing Rong looked at him, his eyes were soft and soft, and it was Jing Rong's warm palm, and he said, I will protect you.

When Yan Zhi's tolerance limit for this ice-cloud realm was approaching, he felt dizzy before his eyes, stepped through the ice layer and fell heavily again.

He can no longer tell whether Yanzhi is cold or warm, and the extreme cold becomes warm, and he seems to be trapped in mud and it is difficult to break free.

"Rongxie..." This dry and repetitive call stimulated Yan Zhi's few minds, and he could hardly tell the real from the red lotus blooming in the distance.

Will I die...?