When Ye Qiu heard these two words, a strong desire for survival suddenly appeared in his heart, and comforted him: "Old man, don't be so pessimistic."
"We have encountered many life-and-death crises before. Which time did we not survive?"
"Although there are five powerful saints this time, as long as we don't give up, things may turn around."
Having said this, Ye Qiu had a thought in his mind and quietly communicated with the vermilion blood coffin in the Qiankun Bag.
He wanted to ask Lao Jiu for help.
Because when they first met, Lao Jiu's words were extremely arrogant, as if the saint and the strong man were trash in front of Lao Jiu. Regardless of whether Lao Jiu was bragging or not, Ye Qiu wanted to give it a try.
Soon, the lid of the scarlet blood coffin moved open a gap, and Lao Jiu's voice rang out.
"I know everything about the situation outside."
Ye Qiu hurriedly said: "Lao Jiu, can you help me kill them?"
"Do you think that saints and strong men are just pigs and dogs that you can kill if you want?" Lao Jiu said: "Besides, that guy from the Yin Yang Sect is not an ordinary saint."
"Let's put it this way, even if the Butian Sect and the four saints from the three holy places join forces, they can't defeat him."
"Only the master of the Qingyun Sword Sect can resist for a moment."
What, Wuji Tianzun is so strong?
Yunshan can only resist for a moment?
Ye Qiu was shocked and asked: "Old Jiu, are you not wrong?"
"What, you doubt my vision?" Lao Jiu said: "I can't be wrong. The guy from the Yin Yang Sect has hidden his cultivation. His strength is far stronger than what he shows."
"But in my eyes, he is still trash."
Lao Jiu's tone was very arrogant.
Ye Qiu felt happy and said: "Lao Jiu, help me kill him."
"I can't kill him," Lao Jiu said.
Ye Qiu felt sulky, since he couldn't be killed, why were he pretending?
Lao Jiu said: "If I had a complete physical body, I could crush him to death with one finger. As for now, I can't kill him."
Ye Qiu said: "Then help me kill a few other saints."
"I can't kill the others either." Lao Jiu said, "Last time I helped you kill that Qinjianxian, my strength was completely exhausted and I haven't recovered yet."
"If I didn't take action last time, I should be able to kill one for you this time."
"I only have one broken arm now, so I can't kill the saint for the time being."
Ye Qiu said again: "In this case, I will lend you the Qiankun Ding. With the divine weapon, you should be able to kill the saint, right?"
"No way." Lao Jiu said: "Not everyone can use the Qiankun Cauldron."
Grass!
Ye Qiu's heart felt cold and he said angrily: "Old Jiu, you said you would protect me, but now I'm in danger and you can't help me at all. What do I need from you?"
Lao Jiu said: "Boy, help me quickly find a physical body. As long as my physical body is complete, I will help you conquer the Eastern Wasteland."
Ye Qiu said: "Don't count on me anymore, I will die today."
"You won't die." Lao Jiu said firmly.
"Why?" Ye Qiu asked.
Lao Jiu replied: "You are not a short-lived person."
Damn, what kind of reason is this?
Lao Jiu continued: "Didn't you get the supreme opportunity of the Immortal Mountain? Please ask that golden coffin to help you."
Yes, how could I forget this?
Ye Qiu's eyes lit up and he quickly contacted the golden coffin hidden in his right eye. However, the golden coffin showed no response and remained motionless.
"No, it doesn't respond." Ye Qiu said.
Lao Jiu said: "Then you can figure it out yourself. I'm asleep. Don't call me if you have nothing to do."
Bang!
The coffin lid closed, and there was no more sound.
"Damn it, another unreliable one." Ye Qiu was extremely angry.
At this time, the little white fox he threw into the Qiankun Bag shouted: "Ye Changsheng, let me out, and I will help you kill the saint."
Ye Qiu said impatiently: "Don't cause trouble. Your cultivation level is not as high as mine, and you are a monster. Once you appear, not only will the saints kill me, but also the human monks present will kill me."
The little white fox said: "I can really help you kill the saint..."
"Just stay well!" Ye Qiu ignored the little white fox, put away his thoughts, and then said to the Changmei Master: "Old man, it seems that we are in doom today."
"Why, are you scared?" Master Changmei smiled and said, "I am not afraid of this."
"Just be tough, I don't know you yet, and you are most afraid of death." Ye Qiu said.
Master Changmei smiled and said: "Because I know that I will die today, so it is useless to be worried. Just accept it calmly."
call--
Suddenly, a violent current blew up between the sky and the earth, and suddenly the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were without light.
Ye Qiu suddenly raised his head and saw Wuji Tianzun looking at him coldly and taking steps in the air.
Wuji Tianzun's pace is very slow, without any murderous intent, but it gives people a feeling of being as deep as an abyss.
Although Ye Qiu was in a desperate situation, he would never sit still and wait for death. He said solemnly: "Old man, as you said, if a person dies, his eggs will fall into the sky, and he will not die for tens of millions of years."
"How about we fight side by side one last time?"
"OK!" Changmei Daoist smiled and gestured, then bit his middle finger and drew a symbol in the air. Soon, a big "Thunder" character transformed from blood lines appeared in the air.
Five Thunder Formation!
The next second, there was a "bang", and five barrel-thick thunderbolts fell from the sky and struck Wuji Tianzun on the head.
A terrifying scene appeared.
After Wuji Tianzun was hit by five thunderbolts, nothing happened, not even a hair was damaged.
"this……"
The real person with long eyebrows is heartbroken.
"You are too weak and do not understand the power of a strong saint. With your meager cultivation, you cannot hurt me in the slightest."
There was a sneer on Wuji Tianzun's lips. In his eyes, the Long-Eyebrow Master was weaker than an ant.
"Ye Changsheng, do you want to try it?" Wuji Tianzun said jokingly.
"Hmph." Ye Qiu snorted coldly and took out the magic whip.
When Wuji Tianzun saw the divine whip, his eyes flickered.
Without saying a word, Ye Qiu frantically activated the Nine Turns Divine Dragon Art, using all his strength, he whipped the Wuji Tianzun through the air.
"Snapped!"
The divine whip struck out a ray of white light and hit Wuji Tianzun's body, like mud sinking into the sea, without making any waves.
Wuji Tianzun is safe and sound.
"Yes, the last time I saw you, your cultivation level was not that high. After entering the Immortal Mountain, your cultivation level improved very quickly. No wonder you were able to kill Jiang Wudao and the others."
"It's a pity that you are still pitifully weak in front of me."
"Ye Changsheng, let's capture him without mercy!"
After Wuji Tianzun finished speaking, he covered the sky with his big hands and grabbed Ye Qiu from the air.
Suddenly, within a radius of 10,000 meters, except for the saints and powerful men, everyone else was locked down.
Watching, Wuji Tianzun's big hand was getting closer and closer to Ye Qiu.
Suddenly, a divine light fell from the sky, accompanied by a loud shout: "Get out!"
