"Wucao! Junior brother! Our friendship is here!"
Qian Jizi screamed heartbreakingly...but the speed under his feet increased by three points.
Everyone knows what this little junior brother is going to do!
The leader of one faction, Zhao Qiankun, roared angrily: "You little bastard! Who allowed you to break through and ascend in my Si Guo Peak!"
After shouting these words, Zhao Qiankun's group also followed suit and ran away.
When lightning strikes, you must run farther away. Who knows how far the thunder can reach due to its thickness.
Just like this...the brothers held their heads and cursed together.
The hatred of the past is nothing in the face of rising natural disasters.
And the culprit who caused all this... was laughing loudly on the cliff.
The Sword God has never been so contented as at this moment...
For such a wanton person, his life has been too depressing over the years because of too many responsibilities and scruples.
Only at this moment did he become his former self.
"Thousands of past events are all empty now."
"The sword is in the hand, the love is in the heart, the past of Yunxia is still vivid in my mind, but from today on..."
"Brother! Master! I'm going!"
After shouting these few words, the fairy sword left in the world of immortality was raised up by the sword god.
This sword seemed to feel the fairy atmosphere coming from the sky, and it became inexplicably excited.
If a sword reaches a certain level, then it is also arrogant.
Now, it accompanies its worthy owner and returns to the place worthy of its stay...
Uh-huh, the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring came from the blade of this sword, and the sword energy soared into the sky, directly competing with the falling thunder.
At this moment, the Sword God suddenly turned his head and smiled as he looked at Mai Fan who was running the fastest but fell to the end.
"Send you a blessing." After saying that, he pointed at Mai Fan in the air.
The embarrassed crowd did not notice the sword god's small move.
When everyone turned their heads because of another huge explosion behind them... they saw the following scene.
A strange round ball rose above the sword god's head, as if it was used as a round shield, resisting the most violent and fatal blow.
In this explosion, there seems to be something weird roaring...
But no matter what, after the explosion ended, their junior brother, the legendary sword god, was still standing on the top of Wangfengya.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
A string of laughter came out from the thick smoke, and Mai Fan, who kept his feet on his feet, didn't know why, but felt... The Sword God seemed to have succeeded.
That depressive mood seemed to be swept away with the end of the explosion.
Now he... click, click... the thunder in the sky is not over yet...
But to the Sword God, it is no longer important.
Because the danger level of these mines is incomparable to the ones just now.
The first and second thunder struck just now seemed to kill some heinous sinner who violated the laws of heaven.
But since he mobilized the system that had been trembling since he ascended, trying hard to hide his traces, and taking advantage of the moment when it was afraid of being distracted, he squeezed it out of his body...
That thunder destroyed it, and then his style changed drastically, becoming much gentler.
The thunder that falls again, at this level, is like scratching an itch for the sword god.
He seemed to be bathing in the shower of a thunderstorm, letting his body and soul take a bath together.
This is the correct way to ascend.
For the world of immortality, the immortal world is not a cruel hell on earth.
They welcome everyone who has reached the level of the fairy world to enter.
After all, such a huge interface, without the supplements of people like them who have just ascended...
Sooner or later, you will face the dilemma of having no one available.
At the moment of ascending, the Sword God seemed to know many secrets about the fairy world.
But he didn't have time to tell all this.
He stood in the shadow formed by the thunderstorm and said something to his companions who were leaving.
But because the distance is too far, and these thunder sounds are too noisy.
The people who stopped and watched all this heard nothing.
"Hey! What did you say!"
Qian Jizi smiled...but the brothers behind him were crying.
"You brat! This precious opportunity to meet you... is just like before. Apart from cultivation, I don't care about anything else."
"But that's okay... you've grown up and become successful... Come on, brat, your senior brothers..."
It won't be long before I come to find you.
"Why are you crying! How far are we from this kid?"
"It's all this kid's fault. It's made us worry for so many years, and it's also been a drag on us, but our level is actually not as good as that of a loser like Zhao Qiankun."
To be honest, Zhao Qiankun, who was called a waste, originally planned to reconcile with the brothers at the bottom of the cliff...
Now it seems that the lock-up approach was really correct...
He would rather have never met this group of junior disciples who don’t know what they are called.
"So! Wipe away your tears, we have something to do! What is the most urgent thing to do?"
"Practice!" "Practice!" "Practice!"
Great! The theme has been grasped, let’s start working on it.
As for the rising junior brother, the gradually disappearing fairy world passage, this messy Siguofeng...
What does all this have to do with these people?
Now they have the freedom they want, the answers they once puzzled over, and the whereabouts of their junior brother. This is enough.
This was enough for them to give up their years of obsession and hatred.
At this moment, they suddenly stopped hating.
Because Zhao Qiankun is also a poor person who knows nothing. As they say, the most important thing for the master is really his junior brother.
Now that their senior brother has been confirmed to be a loser, based on the relationship between their senior brothers, how could they still go over and sprinkle a pinch of salt on him?
"Pfft! Hahaha!" "Hey, are you laughing because of what I thought?"
Qian Jizi looked at the junior brothers behind him who stood up with him and walked towards the foot of the mountain and shook his head: "Naughty!"
At this time, Zhao Qiankun, who was helped up by other junior brothers, finally remembered their existence again.
"Wait! Where are you going!"
The junior brothers around Zhao Qiankun became nervous instantly, because they had all forgotten about their common enemy... In fact, the person opposite was also one of their enemies.
Who would have thought that these men, who were supposed to be filled with hatred, actually had a sense of freedom and ease that they had lost.
They didn't even turn around, they just waved goodbye to each other.