Chapter 547 Divide the Heavens and Meet Again

"Hehe, is it the position of heaven? Possessing the power of the position of heaven represents a kind of height, or a kind of freedom. You can freely walk in the freedom of thirty-three days without worrying about falling at any time."

Hua Jieyu explained with a smile, he paused, and then said: "But for martial arts practitioners, the road ahead is endless, and the position of heaven is just a checkpoint, and there is nothing to be obsessed with or nostalgic for."

Yang Qingxuan's heart was shocked, and he said in horror: "You mean, the sky is not the pinnacle of this world?"

"Peak? Haha."

Hua Jieyu laughed, and said with a little sarcasm: "I think back then, I was also a heavenly existence, and I was also a powerful emperor. But where is the pinnacle of this world? I am far away from touching it. Just Anyone who is Daoying can kill me easily."

"Emperor Heaven... Daoying... Beheaded..."

Yang Qingxuan was so shocked that he couldn't speak, he could only mutter to himself.

Hua Jieyu said again: "Heaven has three realms: small heaven, great heaven, and emperor heaven. At this moment, among the fourteen heavenly powers in Xutian City, the strongest is only Taitian."

Yang Qingxuan swallowed, and said with difficulty: "What is the realm above that day?"

The strength of the fourteen people in front of him is already overwhelming and omnipotent. It is really hard for him to imagine what kind of existence will be in a higher realm.

Hua Jieyu sighed, and said, "Have you forgotten Xuan Tianji and Yu Wuji? How do these fourteen compare with the two of them?"

Yang Qingxuan was shocked all over, and then broke out in a cold sweat, and replied: "Although the momentum is stronger, it really feels far worse to me."

Hua Jieyu nodded, and said: "Even if it is the fourteen powerful emperors, they are no match for the two of them, let alone these fourteen people? You still have a long way to go, the heaven is just the beginning That's all."

Yang Qingxuan's breathing became a little dignified. No wonder Yang Zhao left a letter to talk about this position when he left. It turned out that the so-called "level" is only qualified to travel through the thirty-three days. If there is no strength of the level, In this treacherous star field, one may fall at any time, and the position of heaven is nothing more than self-protection.

Hua Jieyu saw that he looked a little depressed, and hurriedly said: "But you don't need to be discouraged. With your talent and the Qingyang Martial Arts, you can at least cultivate to the emperor's position. I'm not sure if you can go further. After all The Qingyang Martial Arts Classic only has the first half. But now that you have obtained the blood essence of the Desolate Clan, plus the Desolate Heaven Art of Nothingness, it is definitely not a problem to break through to the heavens and pursue higher realms."

Yang Qingxuan took a deep breath, and suddenly there was a fanatical look in his eyes, and he couldn't help laughing, "Haha, interesting, interesting, I thought it was coming to an end, but I didn't expect it to have not started yet. This world, once again ignited Aroused my blood."

Hua Jieyu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, full of admiration.

Ziyuan also sensed his enthusiasm, gently took his hand, looked at him with bright eyes, and said softly: "I will walk with you on this road to the strong."

Yang Qingxuan was moved in his heart, grasped her hand tightly, and nodded heavily in response to the tenderness.

Suddenly, a surprise voice came, "Lord Luo Fei."

Yang Qingxuan and Ziyuan turned their heads to look, it was Xiao Da, Uncle Qin, and two people from Juntian Zifu, Zhao Hang and the others had disappeared, either they encountered an accident or they separated halfway.

Xiao Da looked at Ziyuan's appearance, was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Haha, brother Yuan is a woman, no wonder... no wonder...you...hehe...you have been deceiving me so hard."

At this moment, Ziyuan's hair was loose, revealing the delicate face of a girl, and she smiled shyly.

Yang Qingxuan said: "How many people, can the goal be achieved?"

Xiao Da sighed: "It's been achieved, Miss Tang Xi is dead."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Life and death are destiny, there is no other way."

Xiao Da glanced at the two of them, and said again: "Miss Tang Xi committed suicide. When we rescued her, she was disheveled and was tortured to the brink of death by those beasts. She felt ashamed to see us again, so she committed suicide. "

Both Yang Qingxuan and Zi Yuan sighed, cursing Feng Yangqiu for being inhuman.

Uncle Qin suddenly said: "Lord Luo Fei, you must have obtained the blood essence of the Desolate Race, right? Are the two pledged items going to be returned to us?"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flickered a few times, and he said leisurely: "I did get the blood essence, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with your information. Feng Hui doesn't have blood essence at all, and I took it from another person."

"impossible!"

Uncle Qin changed his face and said, "You want to renege on your debt?" A murderous look flickered in his eyes.

Yang Qingxuan didn't change his face, and said calmly: "Am I lying to you?"

Uncle Qin stared at him for a while, then slowly said: "Even if it wasn't taken from Feng Hui, at least it was the opportunity brought by this operation. If you didn't join us, would this drop of blood be yours?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "It's a joke, then I broke through to the middle stage of Lunhai, should I also count your credit?"

Xiao Da was shocked and said: "You... broke through again?"

When I first met Yang Qingxuan, he was only in the late stage of Yuanwu. In less than a year, he had directly stepped into the middle stage of Lunhai, so he couldn't help being stunned for a while.

Uncle Qin's face darkened, and he shouted angrily: "I don't care, the meteor shower must be returned to me!"

As he said that, he suddenly jumped up, the real essence was condensed on the five fingers, as hard as steel, and he grabbed it, trying to snatch the meteor shower back, it was an ancient treasure, a piece of his heart.

"Dream! Your information is wrong. The mortgaged thing already belongs to me."

Yang Qingxuan made a decisive decision, directly took out Baigui Yexing, and slashed in front of him. The sharp ghost sword energy split the aura of that claw, and then turned back with the sword.

Countless ghosts sounded, and the sword was like a purgatory, spreading continuously, and ghosts and ghosts appeared from all directions out of thin air.

Uncle Qin was taken aback, shocked by this terrifying scene, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

But Yang Qingxuan's sword was halfway through, and he took it back, took Ziyuan's hand, turned around and left.

"Stop! Stop!"

Uncle Qin was furious, and the true energy in his body exploded, and he flew into the sky like an eagle, chasing after him. Xiao Da and the other two hurriedly followed behind.

Yang Qingxuan scolded: "Shameless."

Pulling Ziyuan, the two fled desperately forward, killing several wild beasts along the way.

Suddenly, an extremely pleasant voice came from the air, "Uncle Qin."

"Miss!"

Uncle Qin trembled all over, his voice was full of shock and ecstasy.

Yang Qingxuan glanced at it, and saw a hazy shadow in the distance. His whole body was surrounded by water vapor, and his face could not be seen clearly. Like a fairy, it floated down from the sky.