Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters of the strong return of the situation
With the sound of tearing through the air and the rising dust, two figures were frozen in the narrow and dark passage. King Ye Cang still maintained the movement of raising his palms, while the long sword in the old dog's hand kept stabbing out flatly.
With their movements, the two people's bodies were covered with sputtered dust, and their eyes showed a condensed light. Immediately, a cold light flashed in their eyes, and a majestic wave-like wave appeared.
The breath surged from the two people's bodies once again.
When the dust fell, there was silence in the darkness. Only two pairs of bright eyes shone like stars. The long sword was raised, and a high-pitched sword sound sounded. The long sword in the old dog's hand stirred up.
With several cold sword lights, his low body straightened up at that moment. The light mist surrounding his body also disappeared in that moment, and the white frost on his eyebrows also disappeared.
Traces.
No more expressions appeared on King Ye Cang's heavy and dark face. He was as calm as ever. He was not moved because the old dog had lost his extremely cold air. He smiled slightly.
He retracted his right hand that was slapping away, and his left hand also retracted. The light in his eyes was shining like cold stars, and the dark robe suddenly bulged when he retracted his hands.
"Who is in charge of the ups and downs of the vast land, King Ye Cang, you can't do anything to Dog. Of course Dog can't do anything to you, so how about we just let it go?" Although the aura around Old Dog's body became stronger and stronger, but there was still something in his eyes.
But with a strange look in his eyes, he said to King Ye Cang. The strong fighting spirit in his body also faded after those words, and he seemed to have no fighting spirit at all.
"Do you think Ye Ming Palace is a vegetable market, where you can come and leave whenever you want?" King Ye Cang frowned and replied rudely. Although he felt that the other party did not have a strong fighting spirit, he did not
He didn't let down his guard because he didn't trust the other party at all.
"Elder Ye, Mr. Quan has already said that neither you nor I can do anything to each other. Isn't that enough? If we continue to be entangled like this, it will not be good for you or me. It's better to just let it go. Mr. Quan will withdraw and never do it again.
How about doing anything that infringes on the Ye Ming Palace? If we continue to fight, it will be a lose-lose outcome. You and I each take a step back, and everyone is happy. You have defended your Ye Ming Palace, and the dog is also intact. "Old man.
A glint flashed in the dog's eyes, and he said helplessly to the other party.
"Okay." King Ye Cang thought for a while, and then said to the other party. Old Dog was overjoyed when he heard this, and he hurriedly said: "This is the best, Elder Ye has saved the Ye Ming Palace that you want to protect, and Dog also
You can exit now."
"Oh, I just have one more request." King Ye Cang's condensed breath did not rise again. He looked at the other party quietly and said coldly. A strange look burst out from the old dog's eyes.
, and then he regained his indifferent expression, "I don't know what Elder Ye wants. Don't worry, Quan will never be an enemy of Ye Ming Palace in the future. He just wants to enjoy his old age in the extremely cold city."
"Keep the sword in your hand and you can leave." King Ye Cang said coldly.
"Okay, Elder Ye is happy." The old dog replied with a hint of murderous intent hidden in his eyes. Then a cold light flashed in his hand, and the long sword shot towards King Ye Cang like an arrow. King Ye Cang's eyes flashed with brilliance.
Suddenly, he stretched out his hand to explore, and the long sword was tightly grasped in his hand.
At this moment, a fierce light shone in the old dog's eyes, and he saw his figure shooting towards King Ye Cang like a ghost, a dark colorful light flashing in his palm. His figure arrived at Ye Cang in an instant
In front of the king, the seven-colored light in his hand swelled up, and a streak of seven-colored light like a rainbow piercing the sun shot towards King Ye Cang's chest. A horrifying and ferocious look bloomed on his face.
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In desperation, King Ye Cang raised his left hand, and a layer of jade-like ice-cold aura emerged from his left palm. The aura was as cold as bone marrow, but he didn't even look at the breath coming toward his chest.
The seven-colored rays of light shot out. The cold light in his eyes reached its peak, and the ice energy condensed in his left palm struck hard at the chest of the old dog that was about to pounce.
The old dog felt a chill in his heart. He did not expect that King Ye Cang actually gave up avoiding the seven-colored light, but raised his left palm to condense the heart-stopping ice energy and slapped it on his chest. His own speed was too fast.
He had already calculated all this. If King Ye Cang dodges the seven-colored light that shoots away, then he can take advantage of this flaw to give the opponent a fatal attack, but the opponent's move was beyond his expectation.
There was no way to avoid it, no way to hide. King Ye Cang knew that if he avoided that colorful light, he would also be attacked by the opponent's plan. He simply gathered all the cold jade energy in his body to resist the lasing.
The attack came. But the old dog's body had already arrived in front of King Ye Cang. It was too late to avoid the palm. He could only gather all the energy in his body and gathered it on his chest to resist.
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King Ye Cang felt as if his chest had been stung by a bee, and then a tearing pain spread from his chest. The tearing pain was like a sharp knife cutting the muscles of his chest.
Bone-like. What made him palpitate the most was that as the seven-colored cold light penetrated his chest, the cold jade energy in his Dantian suddenly disappeared without a trace from his Dantian, as if it was imprisoned by something.
There is no trace, but there is not a trace of Qi in his body.
"Qinxue, what are you doing? Why did you betray Ye Ming Palace? We were sisters once, don't you care about this sisterhood?" Beibing Yunduo couldn't hide the pain in his eyes. The only way to betray these two people in the world is to betray them.
This word is the most heartbreaking. Betrayal of friendship, betrayal of the sect, all this makes Beibing Yunduo's heart filled with extreme pain. She doesn't understand why Qin Xue feels so strange to her at this time.
Qin Xue shook her head, and the cold light in her left and right hands pressed against the necks of Jiang Wuqing and Ji Wuhen respectively. The complex light in her eyes flashed away, replaced by a ruthless and fierce light.
."My name is no longer Qin Xue, Mao Mei is my current name. I just hope that the Saint will let you go, I just want to go up, that's all." At this time, Qin Xue is no longer the original Qin Xue.
She has already said her name, Mao Mei.
"So you are Mao Mei, who is good at the art of enchantment. It is said that Mao Mei is the most mysterious twelve ghosts in Jiuyou Sect, so who is that ghost?" Beibing Yunduo was slightly surprised when he heard this.
, couldn’t help but asked curiously. She had thought about it a lot, but she still didn’t expect that the person beside her was actually Mao Mei, one of the twelve ghosts of Jiuyou Sect. At the same time, she also knew that Mao Mei was definitely not the only ghost in Yeming Palace.
So, there should be other accomplices.
"I'm sorry to tell you." Mao Mei shook her head and refused. At the same time, she was surrounded by a faint light, making her whole body full of mysterious aura.
Jiang Wuqing and Ji Wuhen didn't dare to move, but they couldn't hide the shocked look in their eyes. Of course, they felt more guilty and collapsed inside. Because they didn't expect that the two of them were with each other.
The seemingly delicate girl was subdued by the opponent without even fighting a single move.
"Let them go, you can go up." A helpless and bitter look flashed in Bei Bing Yunduo's eyes, and she said calmly to the other party. Naturally, she did not want the two young geniuses in Yeming Palace to be harmed.
The strength shown was not something she could handle. At this time, Qin Xue had become another person, Mao Mei, one of the most mysterious and difficult to deal with the twelve ghosts of Jiuyou Sect.
"Deal." An evil light flashed in Mao Mei's eyes. She retracted her hands, and the cold light that was pressed against the necks of Jiang Qingwu and Ji Wuhen disappeared in a flash and disappeared into her sleeves. Then she
Without looking back, she headed towards the entrance to the next level. Soon her figure disappeared into the entrance and disappeared in front of the northern ice clouds.
With a long sigh, the Arctic Clouds dissipated the crescent-moon-like vigor that had gathered in front of her, and she stared at the entrance to the fifth floor with heavy eyes. Even she did not enter that place.
On the fifth floor of the tower, although she also wanted to step into the entrance of the fifth floor, she still looked at Jiang Wuqing and Ji Wuhen and found that they were fine, and she was relieved.
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"You just stay here. If other elders come up, tell them about this." Beibing Yunduo finally decided to rush to the fifth floor of the tower. She wanted to know what Qin Xue's purpose was to climb the tower.
What purpose? The elders of Yeming Palace are probably too busy now, because there are more difficult people from the Demon Cult that they need to deal with. Although Jiang Wuqing and Ji Wuhen have some strength, they lack real life and death training.
Letting them go up together would be tantamount to death, so it would be safer to let them stay here.
Mao Mei's figure soon appeared on the fifth floor of the high tower. The fifth floor is different from the four floors below. There are many cabins on the fifth floor, and each cabin is closed. Feeling
The fiery breath came from the holy order, and she did not stay too long on the fifth floor. She went directly to the entrance of the sixth floor. When her figure disappeared behind the fifth floor in a flash, the northern ice clouds
The figure suddenly appeared on the fifth floor.
On the sixth floor, there are several weapons that shimmer with cold light. There are long swords and scimitars. All kinds of weapons are arranged neatly. The only similarity between these weapons is that they all have the aura of coldness. They are all cold.
Weapons of cold nature. Every weapon is a treasure of Yeming Palace, but Mao Mei did not stay on this floor for even a minute, because the heat emitted by the holy order becomes hotter with the height of the tower.
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The seventh floor is the tower where Ye Ming Palace stacks pills. As for the eighth floor, it is the most important. The martial arts skills inherited by Ye Ming Palace for thousands of years and the various martial arts secrets of Ye Ming Palace are not attractive to Mao at all.
Charming, she went straight to the entrance to the last floor, the entrance to the ninth floor.
There is a halo of light at the entrance of the ninth floor. The halo is like a colorful curtain of light on the sky. It is so brilliant that people can't help but marvel. Mao Mei holds the Xuanwu Holy Order tightly.
At the palm of her hand, she then headed towards the entrance to the ninth floor. Without encountering any obstruction, she stepped into the ninth floor as if she were ascending to the sky.
When she stepped onto the ninth floor of the tower, she was stunned because she saw a young man in a blue shirt with his back to him. It was a slender and handsome figure. That handsome figure
There was a bladeless iron sword on his back. The man exuded a soft and light aura. The aura was very fresh and young, and at the same time it had a sense of mystery that she could not fathom.