Ling Chuxi forced the Qi of Zhenyuan to resist the pressure. He looked up and saw no one.

Then, she felt a strange feeling swept over her body, as if she had a pair of eyes, watching herself close at hand.

Cold sweat, brush from the forehead. It turns out that some people are exploring themselves with divine consciousness, and have practiced the practice of divine determination. Ling Chuxi is not unfamiliar with this feeling. However, she could not have imagined that the divine consciousness could be so powerful that it could send out such terrible pressure.

Ling Chuxi didn't dare to move. It was just that his divine sense was so strong that the other side wanted to kill himself as simple as crushing an ant.

"Who is this? Why did it pop up? Is it because of Qing Jue? " Ling Chuxi guessed that he had never been worried.

The divine sense swept her body and went towards the falling dust sword. Ling Chuxi suddenly felt that the subtle connection between the mind and the spirit of the sword suddenly disappeared, just like being completely cut off, and the falling dust sword on his waist suddenly lost its spirituality and became like ordinary iron swords.

Cangyuan Jianling fell into a complete sleep at this moment. Obviously, Cangyuan Jianling was aware of all this, so he cut off the connection with Ling Chuxi at this moment.

The divine sense stayed on the falling dust sword for a long time and looked back and forth. Ling Chuxi felt that the divine consciousness was not aimed at Huangfu qingjue, but at the falling dust sword. To be more precise, it was aimed at the sword spirit of Cangyuan.

Nervous at the same time, her heart is inexplicably relaxed a lot.

At last, the God consciousness retreated back, and Ling Chuxi was sweating. He felt like he had survived.

A moment later, a man with a long robe and sleeve dance appeared above the endless sky, like a king in the world, overlooking the masses below.

Since the distance is thousands of feet away, Ling Chuxi seems to be able to see the sharp light in his eyes. He looked at Ling Chuxi for a long time, as if thinking about something.

All of a sudden, another breath of startling heaven rose from another direction, which was the direction of Huangfu qingjue's departure.

The light in the man's eyes was scattered and pursued in the direction of Huangfu qingjue.

Between the snow and silver, once again restored to the previous calm and peaceful, forest, also spread a few happy bird song, animal howl, snow accompanied by ice crystal, also once again gently falling to the ground.

Ling Chuxi's eyes, covered with water mist.

In fact, huangfuqing did not leave because of his own identity, but for his own sake. The man just now, should be what he said was the strong man in the seclusion world. Huangfu qingjue left just to distract him.

What does Huangfu qingjue mean by drawing him away instead of confronting him? It shows that he is not sure of winning, afraid that he will encounter danger, so he can only lead him away.

Despite the snow covered with hair and shoulders, Ling Chuxi was still, unable to calm down for a long time.

After a long time, Ling Chuxi's thoughts returned to reality.

Strength, everything is because his own strength is not enough, otherwise Huangfu Qing will never be involved in danger.

Ling Chuxi deeply realized the meaning of Huangfu qingjue's words when he left. Before he had enough strength, even if he was willing to share everything for him, it would only become a burden to him.

A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in my heart, but then there was a firm determination.

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