4894. Chapter 4894 Rescue the Nine Heavens Holy Palace 3
Ling Xuejiu and the old man heard the sound and immediately turned their heads to look. Suddenly, they saw another old man from Jiuhua Palace falling directly from the air, motionless, and his life or death was unknown, while Jiu Mu, who was fighting with him, slowly landed.
When he reached the ground, the old man facing Ling Xuejiu could not help but change his expression when he saw this, and said in surprise: "How could this happen?" Jiumu's cultivation level was only at the early stage of transcending the tribulation, while his companions had already reached the late stage of transcending the tribulation.
, in his opinion, his companion should be able to easily defeat his opponent. But now, his companion has lost, which is really hard for him to believe.
Not only him, but Ling Xuejiu was also a little surprised. When the two of them were stunned, a sharp sword light suddenly condensed in the air, and then slashed hard on the transparent bubble. Suddenly, they heard 'bang'
With a loud noise, the transparent bubble instantly shattered. As soon as the bubble burst, the fire phoenix trapped inside immediately regained its freedom. It raised its head and let out a sharp scream, and then rushed towards the old man.
In the blink of an eye, the old man's body was submerged by the scorching flames. In the midst of the blazing flames, the old man quickly urged the golden ball in his hand to condense a transparent bubble, covering himself in it to resist the scorching flames.
Burning. However, just as the transparent bubble condensed, another beam of sword light fell from the sky, with a fierce force, directly smashing the transparent bubble into pieces. For a moment, the scorching flames surged in, instantly killing the man.
The old man's body was swallowed up, and the miserable screams echoed in everyone's ears.
A moment later, when the flames gradually receded, the old man was seen to have disappeared, leaving only a pile of white powder on the ground.
Ling Xuejiu was stunned. She didn't care about the old man's fate, but fixed her gaze directly on the young man in purple, her eyes filled with crystal tears.
Seeing this, the young man smiled slightly, walked slowly to her, and said softly: "Fajiu, are you okay?" Ling Xuejiao wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and sobbed softly: "I thought you...
..." The young man said with a smile: "Am I not standing properly in front of you now? Well, don't cry. You are a saint. If others see you crying, how can you lead others in the future?"
Ling Xuejiu flattened her mouth, seemingly filled with endless grievances, and said after a long time: "As long as you are fine!"
At this time, Jiumu stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Thankfully, Hall Master Leng came to help me just now. Otherwise, I would have died here." Leng Xuan smiled calmly and said, "Eighth Elder is too polite, if I hadn't pretended to be
As a disciple of Jiuhua Palace, it is not so easy to succeed in a sneak attack." Hearing this, Jiu Mu asked tentatively: "Um... Palace Master Leng has recovered?" Leng Xuan naturally knew what he meant, he nodded and said: "Yes,
This is also thanks to Abbot Huijue and Master Qianjie of Dajue Temple. Alas, I have done a lot of ridiculous things during this period, and I am really sorry for everyone." After a pause, he continued: "Abbot Huijue
You told me that you were in danger, so I rushed over immediately. I was relieved to see that you were okay." After saying this, Ling Xuejiu's knees weakened and he fell forward.
Seeing this, Leng Xuan quickly stretched out his hand to support her body and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?" Jiu Mu sighed softly: "That day, the saint fought against two elders of Jiuhua Palace alone, but was injured by them.
, if this were not the case, the old guy just now would not be a match for the Saint."