A look of disgust flashed across Jue He's eyes, and he said, "I hate that guy!"
Jiarui narrowed her beautiful eyes and said: "Please be patient, Your Majesty, it is necessary to win over the addict. This subordinate has already felt the signs of his awakening."
Jue He's face was ashen and his eyes were piercing.
What appeared in his mind was a bright figure who was extremely narcissistic and in need of beating.
"If your Majesty really can't tolerate addiction, then you must not give him the opportunity to join Xuanyuan Yu's side." Jiarui's eyes flashed coldly, "I heard that Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu also used Yu Gong Que's
As a disciple, I entered the battlefield outside Shura territory to be tested."
Jue He slapped the case and stood up, saying sternly: "Try your best to persuade him to take the drug. If you can't, kill him on the spot!"
"Your Majesty is wise."
Jiarui clasped her hands in her fists, bowed slightly, and said in a respectful manner, "Leave this matter to my subordinates."
"Bring more people and find a way to bring Ling Luo back to me." Jue He ordered in a deep voice.
Jiarui looked troubled and said: "The battlefield outside the Shura territory has been controlled by the seven sects of holy cultivators. They have imposed restrictions on evil cultivators and demons. It is extremely difficult for my subordinates to sneak in alone. It would be difficult to bring more people in.
Ascend to heaven.”
Jue He's brows furrowed.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, my subordinates should do their best." Jiarui quickly changed her words when she saw Jue He's angry face.
Jue He said a faint "hmm" and turned to leave.
Jiarui sighed softly and looked solemn.
This mission is too dangerous and the burden is not light.
She had to think carefully about what she was particularly concerned about...
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The formation channel opened, and in a dazzling holy light, three to five thousand inner disciples of Yu Gong Que entered the battlefield outside Shura territory.
The passage was very long and linear, like a natural wind tunnel, attracting their bodies inside.
In order to prevent them from getting separated, Xuanyuan Yu held Ling Luo's hand tightly along the way.
Fortunately, the couple was not as unlucky as they were when they entered the secret realm of Guixu on the first level and were separated again.
Ling Luo held Xuanyuan Yu's hand and was blown to the top of a large unknown rock by the raging wind.
The rock is about the size of an island, bare, covered with dust and gravel, and without any signs of life.
Only rows of withered old tree roots are left, the roots are tangled and the bark is dark and mottled.
Xuanyuan Yu was the first to stabilize his body, then quickly helped his little wife up, helped her wipe the stains on her face, and said, "Luo'er, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Ling Luo shook her head gently, put a hand on her eyes and rubbed them, "It's just that the wind and sand are too strong, making me a little uncomfortable."
Spiritual power is too thin, which is not a good thing for those cultivating gods.
"The demonic energy is abundant." Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his black eyes, which were as deep as the sea, "The spiritual power of the holy light attribute is very thin, close to zero. The combat effectiveness of the holy cultivators on the battlefield outside the Shura territory should be greatly reduced."
He made a quick judgment.
After realizing this, Xuanyuan Yu tightened his grip on his wife's hand, not letting her take even a step away from him.
A gust of wind and sand passed by, and Ling Luo raised her head slightly and looked into the air.
Only then did she realize that this was a floating space.
There are many large rocks floating in the air, similar to islands, tens of millions of them.
And in the air, there were wisps of white and faint things passing through, whimpering, like ghosts.
"What is that?"
Ling Luo frowned slightly, a chill running from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.