My third uncle may be able to compete with him at this moment, but my third uncle has practiced Taishang Wu, has forgotten us, and has nowhere to go. Looking for his help is even harder than reaching heaven.
Under such "bad" conditions, if no one can deal with the Nine Yang Soul in my body, it is not difficult to guess what Kunlun will do to me.
After all, personal feelings are not as important as the rise and fall of a sect. This is an indisputable fact.
Even if I was born with a true Phoenix destiny and was connected to Lingxi's destiny, this is not enough to support Kunlun's openness to me.
Unless absolutely necessary, I neither dare nor want to go to that step.
I'm not afraid of death, but that doesn't mean I want to die.
Who wants to disappear from this world if they can live well?
In just a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through my mind.
Jiuyang held the Qiankun Seal and walked towards Lingxi, and communicated with me easily: "Don't worry, I won't let you betray the master, let alone cause any harm to you."
"You save people first." I said angrily, "I will remember the favor and it will depend on the situation."
"Oh, you are as timid as a mouse." Jiuyang said sarcastically to me: "If you were my disciple, I would kick you away to prevent you from being embarrassed."
I was too lazy to argue with Jiuyang, I focused on Lingxi who was weak and weak.
"Your Mightiness."
Seeing the masked "Nine Suns" approaching, Lingxi stepped back cautiously and said, "Thank you, senior, for your help."
"There is no need to thank me for your loyalty to others." Jiuyang's voice was old, and he flicked his fingers and returned the Qiankun Seal to Lingxi.
"You..." Lingxi took the Qiankun Seal, with deep doubts in his eyes, and frowned: "I dare to ask, senior, who entrusted me to come to help, I, Kunlun, will bear in mind the kindness you gave me today, and will be determined in the future.
It pays off.”
"I never save people for repayment, I only see if there is a chance." Jiuyang pretended to be profound and said: "If there is no chance, even if you kneel on the ground and beg me, I won't save you."
"It's fate. If you want to die, you can't die as long as I don't let you die."
After saying that, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the empty space.
Tang Jingyue, who didn't know whether to live or die in the grass, was suspended in the air and flew to Jiuyang at an extremely fast speed.
"Senior." Lingxi said nervously: "I, my uncle, can I still be saved?"
"Originally there was no way to save her, but she was lucky enough to meet me, so she was naturally saved." Jiuyang said with an arrogant expression: "As the Young Master of Kunlun, you always have the Nine-turn Pill, the holy healing medicine of the Kunlun lineage, right?"
"Yes, no, no more." Lingxi nodded first, then shook his head awkwardly and said: "There are three in total, and I used them when I was in Kyoto."
"Oh, forget it, the Buddhist life-protecting pill is as effective as the Yun Sect's ambergris." Jiuyang turned around and faced the eight men in black: "Should I get it myself, or should you obediently send it over?"
Jiuyang's arrogance and domineering made me speechless for a while. Can't this guy keep a low profile?
But if you think about it carefully, it seems to be related to your status and your own strength.
Jiuyang, who was once only one step away from being ranked among the Immortal Class, had the confidence to look down on the heroes and ignore all the so-called masters in China.
"Do you really want to interfere in the affairs of our Buddhist sect and Yunzong?" The man in black holding the Buddha beads in his hand said with a cold look: "Why are you being entrusted by others? From what I see, you are just coveting the true phoenix in her destiny just like us.
Luck."
"Well, what next?" Jiuyang said casually: "It's more cost-effective for me to monopolize the true phoenix's luck than it is for you two to share it equally."
"Hahahaha, that's interesting." The man in black smiled instead of getting angry: "There are so many people who want to monopolize the true phoenix's luck. Why do you think so?"
"Are these fists enough?" Jiuyang walked forward leisurely: "I am alone, eight of you, one minute, if you can retreat safely, I will spare your lives."
