In the forbidden area of Qingyao, which is facing every crisis, holding the token in his hand holds a life and death talisman. Not only can he avoid many crises, but he can also use his strength to kill himself. Wen Yi's mind is very clear.
The moment the token shattered, only a dark red aura emitted from both sides of the mural. Two golden-armored guards holding spears and wearing swords flew out from the mural. Their eyes were as fierce as evil ghosts staring at Wen Yi and Qing Yao.
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The golden-armored guards were all in spirit form, and their murderous aura scared Qingyao to the point of trembling.
"Anyone who breaks into the prince's palace without permission will be killed without mercy." Yi Jinjia said indifferently.
While talking, the two of them were divided into two, one facing Wen Yi and the other facing Qing Yao.
"Demon dragon!" In the gated area of Tongshan, Prince Li ascended to the celestial being to suppress his spiritual pet, the demon dragon. Only when Qingyao saw the two golden-armored guards did she realize how wrong she was. She was filled with regret and called hysterically, "
In the name of the young master of Tongshan Gate, I will unblock you! Come and help me quickly!"
In a panic, she remembered the summoning spell taught by her master. With her low spiritual power, she could only use her heart's blood to turn into a spell to summon the demon dragon that signed a contract with Tongshan Gate.
Wen Yi vaguely heard a faint dragon roar, and then the earth trembled. The bluestone floor bulged high, and a black dragon broke out of the ground. Dust flew in the air in an instant. The huge body filled the entire hall, and the space instantly became cramped and narrow.
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The giant dragon's blood-red eyes fell on Qingyao, who had been imprisoned for many years. Its evil aura had not subsided and it was filled with resentment. It rushed towards the two golden-armored guards with the strongest spiritual power in the hall without caring about anything, devouring the spirit bodies to increase its strength.
In the flash of lightning, the golden-armored guard who was afraid of Wen Yi was torn into pieces, and the sharp dragon claws hung above Qing Yao's head.
"I am your master!" Qingyao's face turned pale. She sensed the murderous intent of the demon dragon and was so frightened that her beauty turned pale, causing trouble. "Eat her, she is delicious, but I am unpalatable."
Obviously every decision I make is correct, but things are always beyond my control.
The fight with Wen Yi should have been under control, the calculation of Wen Yi's affair with his disciples should have been foolproof, the use of a sword formation to trap and kill Wen Yi was completely crushed, and then the summoning of the demon dragon in desperation...
"Bang!" The sharp giant claws hit Qingyao hard, and she screamed, her body flew up and hit the mural awkwardly, "Pfft!"
Qingyao spat out a mouthful of blood and huddled in the corner, regretting so much that her intestines turned green, "Brother, senior brother, save me!"
The shrill screams soared into the sky and reached the ears of Lord Lingyu in the valley. He looked at the dusty and smoke-filled hall, his expression changed, and Yu Jian rushed over here.
The demon dragon raised its claws and pressed on Qingyao's chest. It snorted out of its nose, then turned to look at Wen Yi and swept its long tail!
The air waves surged, and Wen Yi was rushed to the side by the powerful spiritual power. Her body rolled several times, and the veins on her forehead popped out in pain. She instinctively stood up and ran deeper into the hall.
The demon dragon let out a low groan, hooked Qing Yao with its sharp claws, and shook its tail to chase the prey.
Wen Yi only hated that the original owner was unsuspecting about the Tongshan Gate. She had no self-defense magic weapon in the storage bag, and she did not use the flying cloud boots that were as flat as the wind. She was injured one after another and her physical strength was difficult to sustain. Her survival instinct drove her to keep running forward to survive.
Work hard to survive!
"hold head high--"
The dragon's roar was like a demonic sound piercing her ears. Wen Yi's ears hurt so much that she felt dizzy and extremely nauseous.
"Senior brother, senior brother!!!" Qingyao called Ling Yujun like crazy, "Save me!"
Wen Yi hated Lord Lingyu so much that she would rather die at the hands of the demon dragon than have this man save her. Besides, Lord Lingyu now only wished she could die suddenly on the spot.
Behind the dormitory is a huge cave with many branch roads criss-crossing it.
Walking and hiding all the way, Wen Yi was shocked when he looked at the cave that was broken by the dragon.
The destructive power of the demonic dragon in its spiritual form was so terrifying that she ran away and suddenly stopped.
Ahead was a bottomless abyss. The cold wind blew onto Wen Yi's face. She gasped heavily, but her face was blown cold by the cold wind, and the cold sweat on her forehead instantly condensed into frost.
"Wow--"
The sand beneath his feet slid into the abyss. Wen Yi took out the hilt of the fairy sword and took a deep breath, "Give it a try, maybe you can achieve a miracle!"
She only regrets that her cultivation level is so low that even a beast dares to show off her strength to her. Wen Yi has not suffered this kind of injustice for many years.
When the fairy sword was unsheathed, Wen Yi's poor spiritual energy was not as strong as the wind blowing from the cliff.
"Ooooooo, senior brother." Qingyao, who was caught in the palm of the dragon, felt that several of her ribs were broken. She cried and screamed and cried out in pain. When she saw Wen Yi standing on the edge of the cliff, her eyes
He burst out with hatred and anger, "It's all you, it's all you who made me become like this!"
I don't know where she got the strength to summon the fairy sword and cut off the bluestone at her feet the moment Wen Yi took action.
Wen Yi took one step and fell into the abyss.
"Have a good death!" The resentment in her heart dissipated a lot after seeing Wen Yi fall off the cliff with her own eyes, "It's all your fault."
If it weren't for Wen Yi, how could it have caused today's disaster!
"You evil beast, put down my junior sister!"
Qingyao's eyes suddenly turned red as Ling Yujun said coldly.
Senior brother really came to save her.
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Cold, extremely cold.
Wen Yi felt the infinite murderous aura and cold air spread throughout her body, piercing her skin, penetrating into her blood, and lingering around her bones. She shuddered involuntarily, her teeth rattled with the cold, and her lips were so cold that they
purple.
"hold head high--"
A dragon's roar came from above her head. Wen Yi was startled and she suddenly looked up. Her delicate and pale face was full of vigilance.
There is only a faint light above the head.
She felt severe pain in her calf, and when she tried to move her leg, she felt excruciating pain.
"The leg is broken." Wen Yi cast a dark fire spell, and cold silver flames burned at her fingertips, and a faint light illuminated the entire bottom of the abyss.
From the wet ground, she could tell that this was an abyssal altar, with ancient spells engraved on the stone. It was a bit blurry due to the age, but she could barely tell that it was a killing array, specifically designed to kill spirits.
"Bang bang bang——"
There were constant sounds of fighting above the head, it must be Lord Lingyu and the demon dragon fighting.
The Prince's dormitory is the Ming Palace above the abyss. If Ling Yujun cannot find anything there, he will definitely go down to the abyss. Depending on how disgusted he is with himself, he might kill him.
Thinking of this, when Wen Yi took out her storage bag to take inventory, a fragment of the fairy sword fell out of the bag and cut her palm.
The moment the bright red blood dripped onto the altar, it was like a spark of fire in a prairie fire. The entire altar was burning with red and black auras, murderous and evil, and the bottom of the cliff, as dark as night, was as bright as day.
Long silver hair flew out of the altar like a turbulent wave, and murderous aura awakened in the flickering altar. An impeccably handsome male cultivator in gray-white robes appeared in the air.