You must know that the relationship between the spiritual weapon and its owner is very close. Once a contract is made, they will depend on each other to death. As the Red Flame Ancient Sword was forcibly drawn into the bottom of the pool by Youlan Chishui, Yi Lang could clearly sense the spirit of the Red Flame Ancient Sword.
The power is disappearing, and the telepathy with himself is also broken bit by bit.
"No!" Yi Lang shouted loudly. The red flame ancient sword had been with him through thick and thin for decades. It was the most beloved thing in his heart. How could he not feel sad when it was destroyed like this?
The feeling became weaker and weaker, until it finally disappeared. Yi Lang felt as if his entire body had been hollowed out, and instead it was filled with grief.
Sadness and anger made Yi Lang confused for a moment. Several long spears flew over with cold light, and with a few "Puff" sounds, they were inserted into Yi Lang's chest. Blood spurted out instantly, but at this time Yi Lang felt it completely
Not that kind of pain. Perhaps, the heartache is not stronger than the external pain!
"Lang'er!" Yi Xingju saw it from a distance, and his small eyes were widened than ever before. He didn't believe his eyes, and he didn't believe that the chief disciple he loved and admired the most could actually use several traps.
Kill.
Yi Xingju roared furiously, his eyes even filled with blood. He saw his fat body suddenly stood up, his arms vigorously lifted up, his Taoist robe was not fluttering in the wind, and under the circumstances that could be seen with the naked eye, he saw surging waves around his body.
It shot out streaks of crystal clear gas, breaking the spear in mid-air.
These crystal clear gases are all invisible sword energy formed by the Qi Ning Jin in Yi Xingju's body. Only this time, Yi Xingju did not shoot it out with his fingers, but poured the Qi Ning Jin into the pores of his skin.
In the middle, he used the power of the tenth level of spiritual power, and with all his strength, he burst out.
This ability is really powerful and shocking. Jiang Yun and others who were hiding behind the big rock were horrified when they saw it.
Countless spears were shattered by the invisible sword energy and scattered to the ground in the pool. A large gap was exposed on the top of Yi Xingju's head. But under his feet, the metal whip rolled and curled, and its power was not weak but strengthened.
Yi Xingju's fat face swelled red, his eyes turned blood red, and his hair became disheveled, looking like he was going crazy.
He roared again, with his fingers like swords, and he pulled out a long sword of white light. Yi Xingju waved the long sword and used the most ferocious moves to cut off several long metal whips wrapped around his feet, and then fought hard
Floating forward, he hugged Yi Lang's body.
"Shuashua", he counted the swords and cut off the tree roots with his spear. Yi Xingju hugged Yi Lang and flew over the pool, rolling to the ground directly in front of him.
"Lang'er, Lang'er!" Yi Xingju hugged Yi Lang tightly, tilted his palms to sweep off several spear bodies inserted into Yi Lang's chest, and then condensed Hunyuan spiritual power in his palms, pressing down on Yi Lang
on the chest.
The strong spiritual power flowed into Yi Lang's body from Yi Xingju's palm, but Yi Lang couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and said angrily: "Master...disciple...disciple...
No way..."
"No, Lang'er, my master will never let you die!" Yi Xingju's hair was disheveled and he shook his head repeatedly, already crazy.
Yi Xingju did not stop, and the spiritual power in his palm continued to flow towards Yi Lang's body. However, Yi Lang was too seriously injured, and even though Yi Xingju tried his best to move, it was still to no avail.
Yi Lang's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his body undulated. Finally, his eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he actually died.
The chief disciple of Tianqishan, the world's greatest Taoist sect, who has cultivated to the ninth level of spiritual power, was once extremely famous and famous. Everyone in the four major immortal sects in the mainland of China knew about him, and even the God-given Empire in the Western Regions heard about him.
The famous Yi Lang was actually killed by this ingenious mechanical technique.
Yi Xingju seemed not to believe his eyes, and murmured: "No, no, how could my Lang'er die? My Lang'er will not die..."
Seeing Yi Lang's death, Jiang Yun's mind suddenly flashed back to the scene where the parents of Triangle Mountain and the entire village died tragically in the sea of fire. There was also the scene of Uncle Ma Yiren being killed by the sun-scorching sword technique.
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Jiang Yun suddenly felt a sense of joy in his heart. His hatred for Yi Xingju, the headmaster of Tianqi Mountain, and his first disciple Yi Lang could be described as hatred to the bone. But at the same time, there was also a sense of loss in the joy.
.It is a pity that I could not kill the villain Yi Lang with my own hands.
Yi Xingju was really crazy. His hair was disheveled, and his face was covered in blood and filth. He started dancing wildly with his teeth and claws open, and his mouth was full of nonsense, making Jiang Yun and others unable to hear what he was saying.
Suddenly, Yi Xingju jumped around, stretched out his arms, and pointed his fingers like swords, pointing at the woman sitting cross-legged on the boulder, and shouted: "Haha, the mechanical art, which is world-famous, the art supervisor at that time
Si's specialty, I know it's you, a witch from the Western Regions, who is causing trouble, so stop pretending to be a ghost and show yourself up if you have the guts!"
What he said was so surprising that the four monks Zhang Er and Jiang Yun were confused for a moment.
In the midst of surprise, suddenly, a white light flashed above the woman in white sitting on the big rock. The woman stood up, her face smooth, and flew down to the bottom of the big stone in the blink of an eye, standing pretty on Yi Xingju's body.
beside.
The four people in Jiang Yun, including Yi Xingju, were all stunned. This woman was clearly motionless just now, like a dead person, how could she fly down for no reason. But when they took a closer look, everyone was shocked.
, it turned out that the woman in white on the boulder did not move, she was still sitting cross-legged, maintaining her original posture.
But there was indeed a woman with the same appearance standing under the boulder, but a layer of pale white light appeared on the outline of the woman's body.
At this time, no one could guess the mystery.
"Witch, you finally showed up! I didn't see you fall to pieces as an immortal. I'm really sorry that my intestines were green!" Yi Xingju pointed at the woman in white and said through gritted teeth. Her face was ferocious, and she didn't look like an immortal at all.
Like an evil ghost.
The woman moved lightly, her whole body was enveloped in a faint white light, and she looked extremely sacred. I saw the woman blinking her eyes lightly, with hatred flashing in her eyes, and said:
"Yi Xingju, I didn't expect that we would meet again after seventeen years. Back then, my princess and her child were unarmed and were besieged by the demons of Tianqi Mountain on the Evil Peak. You, Yi Xingju, took my child away.
Grab it and knock me down this deep valley with one palm. This princess has been keeping this grudge for seventeen years. Haha, seventeen years! During these seventeen years, I have never thought about killing all the people in Tianqi Mountain.
You stinky Taoist priest, he wants to drink your blood and cramp your tendons all the time!"
When Jiang Yun heard this, he felt a sudden movement in his heart. "Siege"? "Snatch children"? Jiang Yun suddenly remembered what he already knew about his life experience.
Seventeen years ago, he was picked up by his adoptive father and mother by the stream in Triangle Mountain Village and brought back to the village. According to what he knew, he was brought back to Triangle Mountain Village by Taoist priests from Tianqi Mountain.
Because of this, ever since I arrived at the village that day, there has been an invisible natural barrier over the stream outside the village, which was caused by the magic cast by the Taoist priests from Tianqi Mountain.
In other words, I am a descendant of Xueshan and the heir of Shuyuan Valley. Why did I not go to Tianci Empire or Shuyuan Valley back then, but was brought to the sphere of influence of Tianqi Mountain? There is no doubt that I must have been
It was snatched away by the smelly Taoist priest.
What the woman in front of him said just confirmed his life experience, and Jiang Yun felt excited. He looked carefully at the woman in white, and saw that she was as white as snow, and she looked similar to the snow-clad woman. She even had her appearance changed when she was transformed.
The faces of Zhizhu's daughters are almost the same, but their beauty is so beautiful that people dare not look directly at her.
Jiang Yun had already thought of something in his mind. His thoughts were surging like a tide. Yes, over the years, he had been thinking about where his mother, Princess Xueqing of the God-given Empire, had gone? Why?
Back then, her mother brought her to the mainland of China, and there was no news? Not even her father, or even the entire Shuyuan Valley family knew about it?
Jiang Yun couldn't hold it in anymore, got up and jumped out.