Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan's thoughts turned, while pretending to be very shocked, while thinking about how to respond, anyway, this Wuya Sword Sect is absolutely unable to go back, and immediately choked, and said in a trembled: "Old Master...he... How did he die?"

Zuo Qiu sighed for a long time and said, "They were all killed by Na Luo Ye. I will tell you the details. You will follow us back to stabilize the situation. Then slowly kill Na Luo Ye and **** it back. Refers to the Heavenly Sword to avenge the old master."

"This... I'll go back like this... Isn't it good?"

Yang Qingxuan was still pushing back, and two people had already come forward, grabbing him one by one.

Zuo Qiu said far away: "Take a good hold of the young master, let's go back."

Yang Qingxuan struggled twice and said: "Let go, I will go by myself."

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the two immediately released their hands, but still guarded him.

Yang Qingxuan looked depressed, stepped forward and patted Zuo Qiu Ling's shoulder, and said, "Brother Ling, don't come here without any problems. This meeting is too unexpected."

Zuo Qiu Ling smiled and said, "I don't meet anywhere in life, but this time I came here to find the young master."

Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "I wonder what is the relationship between Brother Ling and this elder Yuan?"

Zuo Qiu Ling nodded and said: "It's my father."

Yang Qingxuan said "Oh", and Zuoqiu Ling who was leaning closer, said casually: "I wonder what the weight of Brother Ling is in the eyes of Elder Yuan?"

Zuo Qiu Ling frowned, as if realizing that it was wrong, he asked, "What is the meaning of the young master asking this?" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck, and a sword pressed against his throat.

Yang Qingxuan sneered, "I don't know how to use Brother Ling's life as a threat, can I do my own business first?"

"what are you doing?!"

Everyone in the Wuya Sword Sect was completely shocked, unexpectedly he would suddenly launch a trouble, and immediately dispersed, all of them locked Yang Qingxuan with their divine consciousness.

Zuo Qiuyuan turned around even more and shouted angrily: "Young boss, what does this mean? We are kind enough to ask you to go back to be the boss and avenge your father. Just like this?"

Yang Qingxuan sneered: "I understand your kindness. I will talk about it later, and I will tell you clearly. I still have things to do. I will go to the Wuya Sword Sect in a while. ? Then do you still think I am the head?"

Zuo Qiu was so angry that he had nothing to say, but for the sake of his son’s safety, he could only swallow his anger, “I don’t know what the young head is going to do? We can go together to do it for the young head first. If there are more people and more powerful, we can do it too. Faster."

Yang Qingxuan said, "No, I can do it by myself." After thinking about it, he said again: "If you want me to do it faster, give me more spirit stones."

The people of the Wuya Sword Sect were all dizzy, but no one took the spirit stone out.

"Never give the Lingshi, no sincerity at all, so let me go, let me go if you don't want him to die!"

Yang Qingxuan used the sword against Zuoqiu Ling's throat, and walked towards the teleportation array little by little.

Zuo Qiu was far-reaching and anxious, and said, "Young master, why bother? It is also a good intention for us to let you go back."

Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "I've got the kindness, you get out of here, otherwise Master Ling will go to see King Hades."

No one dared to step forward, if Zuo Qiu Ling died, no one could bear this responsibility.

Zuo Qiuyuan had a gloomy face, staring at Yang Qingxuan angrily, always keeping a distance of hundreds of meters, watching him go to the teleportation formation.

Yang Qingxuan glanced at the person in charge of the teleportation array and shouted, "Go to the Black Sea."

The person in charge did not dare to disobey, this group of killing gods, even their boss Xu Yuan ran away. They were birds and hurriedly opened the teleportation formation to the Black Sea.

Zuo Qiuyuan's face changed drastically, and he said in horror: "Black Sea? You are..."

Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly: "I'll go to the Black Sea to do something. After I step into the heaven, I will come to the Wuya Sword Sect to meet you again."

As everyone was stunned, the light of transmission lit up, directly wrapped Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Qiu Ling, and disappeared into the formation.

...

After a long time, Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Qiu Ling came out of the passage, as if they had experienced an extremely long teleportation. The moment they came out, they were a little unstable.

Then he fixed his eyes and saw that there was a vast expanse of land all around, and it was actually on a small island.

The island is very bare, made of a lot of rocks, with a radius of three or four thousand feet, without a single tree, only some low flowers and grasses grow in the cracks of the rocks.

The place where the two appeared was a teleportation formation that was half an acre at the top of the island.

Except for the two of them, there is no third person on the island.

"How could it be so deserted?" Yang Qingxuan frowned. In the distance of the island, there were still other small islands vaguely seen again, as if the whole piece was an island chain.

Zuo Qiu Ling was full of complex expressions, and said: "This is a teleportation island domain. We are only on one of them, and it should not be the main island. If the main island is concerned, there will be a dedicated person to guard it.

Yang Qingxuan discovered that in front of the teleportation formation, there was a huge arrow pointing to the southeast, which should be the location of the main island.

He glanced at Zuo Qiu Ling and smiled: "Brother Ling, thank you for being with me all the way. Now you can go."

Zuo Qiu Ling's face was a little ugly, and he asked, "Why not return to the Wuya Sword Sect, it seems to be no harm to you, right? Even as the head of a puppet, you will have inexhaustible resources and wealth. If you can cultivate successfully in the future , If you break through to heaven, and come back in power, the possibility is also great."

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Sorry, I don't like the feeling of being controlled by others. It is better to control fate in my own hands. Brother Ling, let me go, I'm afraid that the elder Yuan will come after him again. You are walking with me. ,still is……"

Zuo Qiuling didn't wait for him to speak, but said: "I will use this teleportation array to go back directly, so please do it for yourself."

As he said, he began to fiddle with the teleportation formation on the island.

Yang Qingxuan smiled slightly, and immediately rose from the sky, flying towards the direction of the main island.

Zuo Qiu Ling looked at the direction he was leaving, his face turned very ugly.

...

A few days later, the Star Continent, Wuya Sword Sect.

Zuo Qiu made his father and son stand respectfully by the side of the hall, carefully lowering their heads, not daring to lift them up.

There are more than 30 people in the entire hall, all of them are strong in the sword school, but they all breathe closed, not daring to breathe.

For a long time, across from Zuoqiu Ling and his son, a young man with a cold and arrogant expression raised his mouth and sneered, "So many people can't bring back a boy in the sea realm. Elder Yuan, Junior Brother Ling, you too It's a shame for the sword pie."

Zuo Qiuyuan gritted his teeth and glared at the young man, "Luo Ye, Xiu was talking coldly there. Now Luo Fei has gone to the Black Sea. If you have the ability, go and catch him back!"

Luo Ye smiled contemptuously, stood out, clasped his fists to a beautiful figure sitting in the upper part of the hall, bowed down, respectfully said: "Miss Poetry, Zuoqiu and father are incompetent, let the young lady disappointed. Why not let me go to the Black Sea , Personally capture Na Luo back."