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Zhuzhi Lang suddenly said: "Except for the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect, there are thousands of things that Immortal Master Shen cares about in this world. Do you want to destroy them all?"

Luo Binghe smiled and said, "Okay? Why not!"

He turned his head to one side and turned sharply: "Shut him up!"

When Mo Beijun heard the words, he thought about it, and punched Zhuzhi Lang in the face.

Tianlang-Jun looked at Luo Binghe, his eyes flashed with sympathy, and sighed, "...The Heart Demon Sword has already eroded into his brain. He is really crazy."

Luo Binghe smiled and nodded: "Yes. I'm crazy."

Shen Qingqiu heard him admit that he was crazy, and his heart twitched with a dull pain.

He said softly: "Binghe, you leave that sword first and stand away from it."

While persuading him warmly, he quietly pressed the hilt of the Xiu Ya sword on the bottom of his wide sleeve. Luo Binghe smiled and said, "It's useless. Master, you don't have to do this. The more you treat me, the more afraid I will be."

He said, his right hand made a slightly upward gesture. In an instant, the purple energy on the heart demon sword flourished.

Zhuzhilang spat out a mouthful of blood. The punch just now only made him shut up for a while. He said calmly: "Poor."

"Poor?" Luo Binghe murmured, "Yes, I am pitiful. Even if you are pitiful for me, Master, can you stay by my side once?"

Tears rolled down his cheeks.

Luo Binghe gritted his teeth with red pupils: "Master, you always let me go again and again."

"Every time, every time, anyone, anything! Can be your reason for abandoning me, every time!"

Suddenly, Shang Qinghua fell to the ground with a snap. Shen Qingqiu also subconsciously supported the stone wall.

The whole ground began to shake violently.

The falling speed of Buried Bone Ridge has accelerated!

Yue Qingyuan said lightly: "Junior brother, he is crazy, what do you do with it?"

Luo Binghe sneered, took two steps back, and grabbed the hilt of the Heart Demon.

The ground trembled more and more violently, and looking out through the mouth, could see countless hills of varying heights protruding from the rolling clouds. Just as Shen Qingqiu was about to sacrifice Xiu Ya, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared beside him. Yue Qingyuan pulled out his sword first.

The sound of sword whistling tore apart the permeating flying snow and purple-black air.

Xuan Su unsheathed!

Seeing that Yue Qingyuan's sword tip was aimed at Luo Binghe, Lord Mobei stepped forward to meet him. Xuansu's spiritual power bào soared, and before he was connected, it directly shook him out.

Mo Beijun didn't seem to have expected that he would be kicked away one day. With this expression on his face, he fell to the Buried Bone Ridge in a blink of an eye. Shang Qinghua lost his soul, grabbed a sword and rushed over, Shen Qingqiu hurriedly grabbed him: "What are you doing!"

Shang Qinghua roared: "Damn, he can't fly!" After that, he jumped down.

Shen Qingqiu looked down from the breach against the flying snow and the gust of wind, and happened to see that Shang Qinghua, who was riding a flying sword, caught Mobei-Jun at a height of hundreds of meters above the ice surface.

After making sure that he wouldn't fall to his death, Shen Qingqiu didn't even have time to let go, he turned around abruptly, Luo Binghe was already facing Yue Qingyuan.

Although Luo Binghe's explosive power was terrifying, Shen Qingqiu didn't expect that after Xuan Su was completely unsheathed, his power would be so powerful that he could fight to a draw with Luo Binghe who was in a mad state. Shen Qingqiu could feel that the eardrums and throat were rumbled by the spiritual energy and magical pressure in the air.

Seeing that this dòng was about to collapse sooner or later, he grabbed onto the rock wall, grabbed the Heart Demon Sword with his bare hands, and pulled it out with all his strength!

Although it was pulled out, the falling trend of Buried Bone Ridge has not stopped. When Luo Binghe saw this, he wanted to take the sword. How could Yue Qingyuan give him a chance, Xuan Su's sword tip traced a dazzling trajectory in the air, a giant restriction, and the complicated spell imprints formed an invisible cage, imprisoning Luo Binghe.

Seeing that Shen Qingqiu had drawn his sword, Yue Qingyuan said solemnly, "Let's go!"

still go? ! Shen Qingqiu immediately shook his head, just as he was about to throw the Heart Demon Sword to him, he felt his feet soften.

It's not that he is soft, it's that the ground is soft.

This mountain has finally collapsed!

The second floor of Buried Bone Ridge.

Shen Qingqiu dug Yue Qingyuan out of the pile of rocks: "Sect Master? Senior Brother? Sect Master Senior Brother!"

Yue Qingyuan's face was faintly pale, blood dripped from the corners of his lips, and he swallowed, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of blood.

He opened his eyes and glanced at Shen Qingqiu: "...Where are the others."

The internal structure of Buried Bone Ridge resembles an irregular honeycomb, one dòng after another. Shen Qingqiu looked around: "I didn't see Master Wuchen and Tianlang-Jun. They may be buried here, or they may have collapsed into other places along with the rocks."

He turned his head: "Senior brother, when did you get hurt?"

Yue Qingyuan didn't answer, and asked, "Is the Heart Demon Sword still in your hands?"

Shen Qingqiu showed him the sword: "Yes. But the Buried Bone Ridge is still falling, and the merger should not be over yet. Senior brother, go down with the sword and destroy it."

With his help, Yue Qingyuan slowly stood up: "...how about you?"

Of course, he went back to Luo Binghe.

Shen Qingqiu avoided answering: "Senior brother, what's the matter with your injury?"

Yue Qingyuan answered the question and said, "I didn't want to. But I... After all, I'm an impulsive person."