Chapter 2137: Beichen Golden Generation II

The blood has dyed Qi Xuanming's pants red, and the scorching power still remains in the wound, eroding his blood crazily.

After just one move, Qi Xuanming was defeated. He looked down in disbelief and saw a strange iron rod that had been inserted into his leg at some point.

"This is...the God-Destroying Cone?!"

Qi Xuanming choked hard, and the power coming from the iron rod made his mind show signs of disorder.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people in Xinglan Temple who recognize my God-Destroying Cone. It really makes me happy."

Qi Mietian's old eyes were filled with a hint of coldness. He walked closer and closer, making the power on the God-Destroying Cone become more tyrannical.

This extremely powerful force made Qi Xuanming kneel on the ground on the spot. In his blurred vision, he seemed to hear a name calling him in the deepest part of his soul.

"No……"

"No--"

…

"Lock the soul under the spring!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the sky, and a water column shot out directly from the top of the clouds, drawing a spiral trajectory in the air, and fell directly onto Qi Xuanming's lap in an instant. .

The refreshing aroma of wine was like an invisible hand, pulling his fading consciousness back from the abyss.

"Let me go!"

boom!

With an explosion, a column of rising smoke suddenly exploded in front of Qi Xuanming, and Qi Mietian's God-Destroying Cone also detached from his body and flew out from the white mist.

"oh?"

Unexpectedly, someone else came to cause trouble. Qi Mietian narrowed his eyes and became very interested in these people.

…

Bai Chen, who was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, felt his heart suddenly tremble. Feeling the familiar spiritual pressure, his mood became more complicated.

Why are they here too?

What is happening outside...

The strong curiosity drove Bai Chen to use his spiritual source with all his strength. The colorful funnel clouds in the sky stirred up a huge colorful vortex cloud over the Lu family, which was thousands of feet tall.

Shocking, breathtaking!

Breaking through the Eternal Sky Realm was far more difficult than breaking through before, and this critical moment happened to occur on the battlefield of Beichen's decisive battle, which made Bai Chen very embarrassed.

He just prayed that his companions would be safe and sound, at least until he was successfully promoted.

Xiao Liu was also anxious and hovered on the eaves, looking around.

It had just felt that Qi Xuanming's spiritual pressure had weakened a lot in an instant. From the beginning, the enemy showed strong suppression, which was by no means a good thing for them.

Fortunately, another helper appears!

…

The diffuse smoke gradually dissipated in the cold wind. In front of Qi Xuanming, a huge gourd happened to cover his figure.

At the same time, it also blocked the figures of the seven people in front of him.

Star Pavilion...

"Are you...Miss Luo Xue?"

Qi Xuanming stared in shock. The woman in front of him, wearing a blue robe of stars, had a cold face, was beautiful, and had the demeanor of the Phantom Emperor back then.

"Grandpa Xuanming, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Qiu Luoxue's eyes were full of heartache. She took out an eighth-grade healing elixir from her waist and sent it to Qi Xuanming.

Seeing this, Lin Yi quickly stopped her.

"how?"

Qiu Luoxue raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"His injuries were caused by the God-Destroying Cone. No medicine can be used, otherwise his mind will be swallowed up." Lin Yi looked solemn, wrapped Qi Xuanming's body with the wine in the gourd, and used wine-based spiritual skills to heal his injuries.

Seeing this extraordinary young man, Qi Xuanming was slightly startled: "Is this young hero a disciple of the God of War?"

"Um."

Qiu Luoxue nodded: "Grandpa Xuanming, you can have a good rest here. Leave that old man from the Night of the Gods to us!"

…

"Leave it to you?"

When Qi Mietian heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Oh, how dare a group of children despise me, the Night of the Gods? Have you forgotten how you, Xingchen Pavilion, were beaten by us?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Qiu Luoxue and Xue Wei suddenly changed.

With the gourd in front of them, they and Qi Mietian couldn't see each other, but Qiu Luoxue knew that Qi Mietian was less than a hundred meters away from them, and this distance was very dangerous.

She did not anger Qi Mietian on the spot, but kept calm for the first time, raised her little hand, and made a retreat gesture.

When everyone saw this, they all flashed and retreated backwards with Qi Xuanming in tow.

"Want to escape?"

Qi Mietian raised his cold eyes and looked at the huge gourd, which was more than ten feet tall, with interest, flashing in the distance, and was not in a hurry to take action.

He didn't take action, but the killing intent in his eyes only increased instead of decreasing.

"Qiu Luoxue, the only daughter of Emperor Huan, the future successor of Xingchen Pavilion... Hehehe, killing you is equivalent to destroying the future hope of Xingchen Pavilion. How could I let go of such an opportunity?"

Jie Jie's laughter filled the cold air, roaring and echoing in the sky.

Even though Qiu Luoxue and others had retreated to a distance of ten miles away from Qi Mietian, the old and penetrating voice was like a rejection in their ears, making their hair stand on end.

"Captain, the other party is the Night of the Gods, otherwise we should escort the young lady back with all our strength!" Han Bing's little face was tense, and beads of sweat were already oozing out from his forehead under Qi Mietian's terrifying spiritual pressure.

The situation in Xiangzhou was completely beyond their expectations.

Originally, they wanted to pick up Qi Xuanming, but they didn't expect that the battle here was so intense that there were many elites from Beichen.

Famous and reclusive people all showed up.

What happened to Xiangzhou?

Why did so many masters choose to fight here?

What made them more concerned was that, including Qi Mietian and Qi Xuanming, there were a total of four people at the peak of the universe. Such people, if placed in the Xingchen Pavilion, would be below the Illusion Emperor, and it would be hard to find a second person!

"Han Bing, don't talk nonsense. It's impossible to escape at this time. The only way is to fight..." Qiu Jing clenched his fists.

Hearing this, Han Bing suddenly turned around: "Deputy Captain, the opponent is the Night of the Gods, how can we fight!"

"The seven of us are the future hope of Xingchen Pavilion. One day, we will take over our mother's kingdom and be stronger than her. The road to surpassing our mother will start from this battle!"

Qiu Luoxue gritted her teeth, knowing the current situation.

There is no way out...

Seeing that the younger generations of the Star Pavilion were able to calm down quickly in the face of the monsters of the Night of the Gods, Qi Xuanming suddenly felt a little admiration in his heart.

Such a Star Pavilion will continue to be passed down in the future, just like when Emperor Chen disappeared, Emperor Huan appeared. They will always be proud of the Northern Territory and dominate the world!