7313. Chapter 7313: Three Years at a Glance 1
At this moment, from a distance, the entire Tianlei Volcano was shrouded in strong light.
"Stop!" Suddenly, a voice came from a distance.
But at the moment when the voice sounded, the brilliant light suddenly burst out. The powerful air wave, with the volcano as the center, was in a ring shape and quickly rushed to the surroundings. Wherever it went, all the grass and trees disappeared.
"Leng Xuan!" At this time, the person who came from a distance looked at the demon emperor standing in the air and said in a deep voice: "Where is Leng Xuan?" The latter looked back at him, and a trace of paleness appeared on his cold face. "He's dead." The demon emperor said lightly.
"Dead?" Fro looked dejected. He rushed all the way, but he didn't expect to be a step late.
"I have got the things, and now Leng Xuan is dead. I have done what I want to do. Old friend, take care of yourself." After the voice fell, the demon emperor did not stay any longer, and spread his body and flew away. At this time, in the volcano, Leng Er held the unconscious Yan Chengfeng and slowly climbed up. At the bottom of the volcano, Long Lingzi was rushing over. The terrifying power that Leng Xuan had just mobilized made him unable to move, and he didn't rush over until this moment.
"Where is Leng Xuan?" Looking at Fu Luo on the top of the volcano, Long Lingzi asked anxiously. Fu Luo sighed lightly, shook his head, and didn't say anything, but the meaning was already very clear.
"No... this is impossible..." Long Lingzi's eyes were red, and his old face was full of sorrow. "I'm sorry." Fu Luo said with a guilty face: "I didn't expect the Demon Emperor to come to Tianlei Volcano." Long Lingzi sighed and said: "Everyone is dead, what's the use of being sorry, the disaster of this foreign cultivation world is probably coming." Now the Demon Emperor not only killed Leng Xuan, but also got the murder weapon. Who else in the world can stop him?
Fu Luo said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, this is because of me, I will never stand idly by." Long Lingzi's face was gloomy, he didn't want to say anything more, now he was thinking about how to go back and explain to others.
"Where is Leng Xuan?" At this time, Yan Chengfeng, who was seriously injured, slowly woke up and asked the people in front of him. However, Long Lingzi and the others did not say anything. From their expressions, Yan Chengfeng immediately understood, and all his words turned into a long sigh at this moment. "Goodbye!" Long Lingzi spit out three words, and then took Leng Er and flew into the air. Leng Xuan died, and he must rush back to the cultivation world immediately to inform others about this matter.
Looking at Long Lingzi and Leng Er who were gradually going away, Yan Chengfeng and Fu Luo's faces were full of a trace of worry. They knew very well that from today, the foreign cultivation world would usher in a bloody storm.
In the blink of an eye, the clouds gathered and appeared, and three years had passed.
For cultivators, three years is just a blink of an eye. However, for the secular world, three years is a hurdle in life. These three years are enough to make too many changes, whether it is things or people.
The capital is still prosperous. On this day, outside a five-story building in Dongcheng District, Beijing, banners and flower baskets were hung high, and the sound of firecrackers was endless. On the top of the building, there was a large sign that read "Liyun Advertising Creative Co., Ltd." Inside the company, a slim and pretty girl jumped into an office and said with a smile: "Sister Yun, the guests are about to arrive, what are you still doing?"