Su Bian Cultivation World

Seeing that Luo Jiujiang was about to be gutted by Changlong.Just at the critical moment, the piece of beautiful jade that Luo Cang had casually hung on Luo Jiujiang's neck before retreating, suddenly rang out.

Faster than the sharp claw that had touched Luo Jiujiang's chest, a layer of light green light film was formed close to Luo Jiujiang's skin, and it grew into a perfect circle only when Luo Jiujiang breathed.

The light film looked silent, and its shape was quite similar to the bubble Du Chuan used to escape on the bottom of the sea that day, but its power was one in the sky and the other in the ground.Before Luo Jiujiang could react, the film of light pushed Hualong's Han Qianling out by more than three feet.

The long dragon covered in blue scales wailed, and the parts of its body that touched the light film were dimmed and blackened in the blink of an eye, as if it had been scorched by some kind of hot thunder.

Luo Jiujiang sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyes trembled suddenly after letting the sharp dragon claws hit his chest, and his expression did not change, and he blurted out a call: "Qianling!"

Changlong glanced at him condescendingly, there was no emotion or familiarity in his blue and cold eyes, only hunger and killing intent.

The next moment, Changlong turned his head and abandoned Luo Jiujiang, and stared at Du Chuan who was running far away.

From the sudden change to the present, only one or two fingers had passed, but Du Chuan was able to keep a distance of thirty or forty feet away from the long dragon. It seemed that he was trying to escape.

The long dragon was not in a hurry to chase, but just swayed its tail idly. It opened its huge mouth and sucked a whale, and Du Chuan was kicked from a distance indiscriminately while being pulled back by this force.Seeing that his face is full of pain and struggle, he must have been fighting against the power of the dragon, but that resistance is like a mayfly shaking a tree, like a mud cow falling into the sea, without a sound.

During this period, Luo Jiujiang has been trying to cross or break the light film covering his body.This dark green light film has a very strong protective effect, but it also limits Luo Jiujiang's ability to move, making it impossible for him to step forward, like a bastard who insists on the green hills and does not let go.

Just when Du Chuan was pulled to Changlong's mouth and was about to be bitten off by it, Luo Jiujiang didn't care about the light film anymore.He gripped the handle of the knife tightly, his tongue burst into spring thunder, and almost used up all the skills he had accumulated in the first half of his life. He poured out the strength of Yinsha, and said hoarsely: "Qianling! Don't eat him!"

For a villain like Du Chuan, he should be killed no matter what. Luo Jiujiang only thinks that he dirty Han Qianling's hands.But if Han Qianling wakes up and realizes that he has eaten people, Luo Jiujiang is afraid that he will feel sad.

"Thousands of mountains! Thousands of mountains!"

"Luo Jiujiang is here! Why doesn't Qianling come back to his senses!"

The long dragon's movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, and his teeth were about to touch Du Chuan's arm. Luo Jiujiang slammed him in the head, but he stopped his movements abruptly, and looked back in a trance. There was a lot of trouble.

At this moment, there was a sudden thunder out of thin air above the secret realm!A few bolts of lightning also broke through the air, illuminating the entire mountaintop in a cold whiteness, and the thunder followed closely behind, and the sound of rumbling was endless.Luo Jiujiang looked up and saw that the original secret place of Chunhe Jingli had turned gloomy at some point, and layers of dark clouds had piled up in the sky.

The long dragon closed its bloody mouth and circled up, and the fluctuating emotion in its eyes disappeared instantly.It didn't intend to swallow Du Chuansheng any more, but it slammed Du Chuansheng into the ground with its claws in the air.

Du Chuansheng died on the spot before he could say a word, Longhua's Han Qianling didn't give Luo Jiujiang a look, and in the blink of an eye, he got up and ran towards the sky full of thunder.

The next moment, the entire secret realm shook violently, and even Luo Jiujiang, who was firmly protected in the dark green mask, fell to the ground amid violent shaking.In an instant, the sky shattered a huge mouth, like a mouth that was torn up to the ear.Some kind of terrifying and silent gale poured in, almost instantly, Luo Jiujiang realized what happened: Qianling broke this space!

After all, the secret realm is just a small world, just like the seven islands, it is a space.I don't know how powerful Han Qianling's blow was, it could tear the world apart!

Luo Jiujiang watched helplessly as the blue dragon flew away from the crack.As soon as Hanqianling's tail tip disappeared from the crack, there was a huge gravitational pull from the crack in the sky, and the hills, grassland, and black soil all swirled and flew towards the unknown black light.

Luo Jiujiang was standing under the shattered sky, so naturally he was the first to bear the brunt.The jade pendant given by Luo Cang lasted only for a moment, and then countless cracks broke out from the jade heart with a click.Luo Jiujiang couldn't resist anymore, and was pulled into the endless darkness together with countless dusty trees.

The high-speed rotation made Luo Jiujiang almost vomit, and the clods hit him one after another, causing the skin to hurt.In a daze, something flashed before his eyes, but it was polished by himself, a certain wooden bead dragged down from the bead string.

He struggled to open his eyes, but what he could see out of the corner of his eye was only a little wreckage from the secret realm.

The entire secret realm, together with the ten talents inside, none of them left, were all involved in this chaos.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Jiujiang recalled a piece of gossip he had casually mentioned with his master before——

"On the seven islands there is the world of clouded leopards, and above the world of clouded leopards is a big world, and the big world is respected by the world of four phenomena. Master, is there a world outside the world?"

"No. Worlds can communicate with each other because their boundary membranes are connected. Outside the boundary membrane, there are countless turbulent spaces. If the Nascent Soul is involved, it will die. If there is no distraction, life and death will be up to the sky. If there is any If you are so unlucky that you fall out of this world, you must immediately find a world where the boundary membrane is not broken and join in."

"If the cultivation base is not enough, the spatial turbulence is irresistible?"

"It can resist. If it is above the foundation, the blood of the nine races among the different races, and the powerful prayers can stand up to it. But if you want to save the life of the Qi-refining monk, you must have a dragon, a phoenix, and a unicorn language."

This memory only had time to flash in Luo Jiujiang's mind, and he was drawn into a certain darkness like a rag.The swirl of this air current is gentler than before. Even if he has been involved now, he can't believe that this is the legendary spatial turbulence.But in the next moment, he saw the murder without blood here: within a breath, a large piece of Luo Jiujiang's robe disappeared without a sound, not even a speck of dust left.

Luo Jiujiang has no doubt that if the turbulent current engulfed his arm just now, then his arm would be swallowed up completely, and not even a drop of blood would be left behind.

On his belt was still the storage bag that his elder brother gave him, which naturally disappeared together with the corner of the robe.Luo Jiujiang didn't even have time for heartache at this time, because although he couldn't see anything with the naked eye, his power of perception was like thousands of drums beating at the same time, frantically reminding him of the approaching crisis.Sure enough, the next moment his left wrist felt cold, and the red line on the wrist suddenly broke——

The conch wrapped in red thread did not follow in the footsteps of Luo Jiujiang's belt. Before being involved by the huge force, a long whistle came out of the conch.

The voice was solemn and menacing, but clear and pure like a boy.Just now, the turbulence that wrapped Luo Jiujiang tightly like a tide receded in a blink of an eye. Instead, the voice surrounded Luo Jiujiang, like a person sticking to his back, like a pair of hands clasped around his waist. This force took Luo Jiujiang away. After seeing the current dangerous situation, he gently pushed him in a safe direction.

—Keep the conch shell I gave you... there is a song I left behind.

The old words of that person seemed to ring in my ears again.

Luo Jiujiang had listened to the Mingyin snail a lot before, and tried it in the wind and water, but he almost didn't put it on the fire to roast it.But he really didn't expect that Han Qianling left him a song that could only be heard in the turbulent flow of space and was only used for protection.

It turns out that the voice of Long Xiao is actually clearer than Feng Yin.

That sound of dragon whistle made the last effort to push Luo Jiujiang to a certain glowing plane. The word "Jie Membrane" flashed in Luo Jiujiang's mind, and he threw himself forward and fell into a brand new world.

The inscription snail dedicated to its duties was connected with the red thread, and shattered soundlessly outside the boundary membrane, turning into a pinch of fine dust.

Luo Jiujiang raised his head, and a whole new world unfolded in front of his eyes, all eyes were dazzling silver.

Countless snowflakes were falling slowly from the gray sky. Luo Jiujiang, who had escaped from the dead, gave a soft knee and fell into the soft white snow. The cold air covered his whole body in the blink of an eye.And those wounds that were broken by the high-speed rotating flying sand and gravel before being involved in the turbulent current were excruciatingly painful at this moment.

What happened today was so complicated and dangerous that Luo Jiujiang couldn't recover until now.Du Chuan's sudden attack, Han Qianling's sudden transformation into a dragon, an adventure in the turbulent flow of nothingness, and the broken jade and conch...

What happened to Qianling?Is it okay after breaking through the secret realm?Did the great changes in the secret realm endanger the Seven Islands?Did the teenagers who entered the secret realm survive?What kind of world is he in now?Is there a way to send a message to let parents know that he is still alive?So he left the Seven Islands?Now it doesn't feel real at all.

A series of questions rushed into Luo Jiujiang's mind almost instantly, but he was not in the mood to think about it at all.

The image of Han Qianling turning into a blue dragon rising into the clouds flashed in front of his eyes over and over again, thinking about the countless bloodstains on Han Qianling dragon's body.The magic sound of the conch piercing the ears resounded in the memory, but now that I think about it, I can't hear it a second time.

Luo Jiujiang pressed his heart, swallowed the blood rushing to his throat, and a miserable smile appeared on his always open-minded face.

"No wonder you never sang in front of me, Qianling, you rely on your voice to be attractive, and you don't even know that you are actually out of tune, and you can make people cry when you hear something ugly..."

With a blink of his eyes, two full circles were suddenly scalded by hot tears in the snow.

These two tears seemed to be some kind of signal, the moment of heavy reality finally broke through the light and hazy feeling, and countless problems came one after another, making people almost breathless.

At this time, his clothes were all in pieces, the fabric on his chest was torn apart by Han Qianling's claws, the right hem and his belt were swallowed by the turbulent space flow, and the sole of his left boot fell off at some point. Leave an empty boot shaft.As for gifts from those he cherishes...

The beautiful jade is cracked, the red thread is broken, and the spiritual bag is lost.The departure of these instruments seems to have some kind of ominous meaning, which symbolizes that the relationship between family, friendship, and master-student has all fallen from his fingers at the same time.

Luo Jiujiang turned his gaze to the vast snow field in front of him.

This world is empty and huge, as if he is the only one left in the world.

Fate only left him with a knife.

Luo Jiujiang pulled out the black long knife that he had been holding tightly in his palm, looked at it as if he wanted to re-acquaint himself, then tightened the scattered rags on his body, and strode towards the unknown road ahead.

If you look at it from a distance, the gray sky and the white earth seem to be connected as one, and between the sky and the earth, the black of Luo Jiujiang's back and the red oozing from his feet are the only colors in this world.

He staggered as he walked on the snow field, wrapped in the cold wind and blocked by snow flakes.But he is as immobile as a bell, like a wounded lone wolf determined to walk until death, and like a monument that can stand still until the end of time.

Fate also left him with a knife.