Chapter 112 of the Main Text Volume of the Record of the Goddess of the Sealing Spirit: There is an Enemy in the Heavenly Sealing Holy Prison. Yun Lingyuan understands in her heart that fighting Qingjun in the Mahayana stage alone is like an underestimation of one's ability. If you take ten thousand steps back, even if you can kill the person in front of you.
Even humans can't kill the group of black cultivators stationed in Dongju City.
Fighting against the Black Cultivator is like fighting an entire black arena!
Thinking of this, Yun Lingyuan couldn't help but secretly approve.
The members of the Su organization are really all great. They have one identity in the past and another identity in person, but there is another identity hidden behind it. An Xunqian Youyuju is high enough to ruin an entire sect.
In comparison, Qingjun is even more skilled.
Behind the potential black battlefield is the power of tens of thousands of black cultivators. It is an underground battlefield that even the Tianling Kingdom is afraid of. There are not many people in the entire Wanling Continent who can provoke it.
If he could outsmart him, who would want to fight him?
Chatting? Excellent.
Yun Lingyuan said, "You say it and I listen."
Her tone was to imitate Qingying as much as possible. She had never met Qingying, so she only spoke in the manner of Yang Yuxi, who had a similar personality. This was not without any basis. She had read about Qingjun in a book.
Introduction, the book mentions that his sister Qingying has a gentle and graceful personality, is independent of the world, and always stands behind Qingjun.
Yun Lingyuan was not at all indifferent in her short words, but she was not at all indifferent. On the contrary, she was like frying in a pan. On the one hand, she was really eager to calm down the disaster in Dongyou City with four ounces of effort, but on the other hand,
On the one hand, she knew very well that he was clearly here to take her life. If she wanted to survive and save others, she had to strangle his life!
Where is Mingmen? She looked at Qingjun quietly.
Qingjun was silent for a while, and then said, "Qing'er, you always said that our clan is a small clan, and the name of one of the ten major spirit clans is a big name. The talent of the spirit clan is scarce, and the name is not close to it, so I just took it off."
Take it off." He smiled bitterly and said, "As the leader of the clan, I am confident that I am not weak and strong-blooded. It is my duty to keep the title of one of the top ten spiritual clans. Is there any reason for this to be indisputable?"
The names of the top ten spiritual tribes in Wanling Continent are not innate. They are the result of the competition between the top monks of various spiritual tribes in the entire continent. With the names, the competition is a bloody battlefield, with real swords.
He really came back after being shot.
For example, Qingjun's Thunder Spirit Clan is in a very embarrassing situation. Although it is a small clan, it has the title of one of the top ten spirit clans that the immortal leaders of the past generations have risked their lives to earn back. There are few talents in the clan, but there are also outstanding ones.
Although it is slightly inferior to the real Great Spirit Clan, it is not weak at all. It is still possible to stand on tiptoe and use all your strength to keep your name.
With such a background and ability, as the clan leader, there is no doubt that Qingjun’s choice is to strive for a bright future for the Thunder Spirit Clan!
Eighteen years ago, Qingjun made the Thunder Spirit Clan securely occupy the position of one of the top ten spirit clans with just one person and one arrow. In that battle, Qingjun became famous in one fell swoop and became a role model for educating children in various colleges.
Qing Jun said, "I fought with blood to protect our clan and keep my name, but I can't protect you." Although he laughed, the pain on his face was so thick that it made people think of one word immediately.
"It hurts my heart."
He raised his wide sleeves stained with white dust, turned around and said, "Ying'er... you always understand me best, brother, how can I not avenge you?!"
After saying nothing, Qingjun grabbed the Qingjun Extreme Thunder Arrow on the ground. The arrow flashed with thunder, and its brilliance could blind people's eyes. This was not like something controlled by a person who had lost his spiritual power.
Fortunately, he quickly grabbed the arrow and aimed at the huge beam of light in the distance. The beam was not very eye-catching in the white space. However, after the extremely thunder arrow shot over, the beam suddenly became stronger, as if it instantly propped up a
Powerful protective cover.
"Bang!" There was a loud sound of gold steel, and the extremely thunder arrows were blocked.
The extremely thunderous arrow bounced back after touching it, and was immediately caught in Qingjun's hand. Qingjun's dark and deep eyes stared at the light beam that had regained its indifference.
Yun Lingyuan saw the cold hatred in his eyes.
There is his enemy under the shroud of the beam!
The enemy he wanted to kill but couldn't!
It turns out that this is the reason why he has not killed himself until now.
Yun Lingyuan smiled. She was worried that she would be useless, but now it seems that she is not.
That being the case, it's easy to handle.
Qingjun's hand was arched into a claw shape to suck up the puddle of water on the ground. It was Yang Yuxiao. Yun Lingyuan's heart tightened. Yun Lingyuan, who was so powerful, had to control her spirit to grab the ground. She was shocked by the solution of the Spirit-Suppressing Needle.
So fast!
Qingjun put away the Thunderbolt Arrow and said, "The intelligence praised you very much and said that you are resourceful and well-judged. What should I do? It's just me. This truth is so simple. I refine the Soul-Suppressing Needle.
But it can be called a spirit sealing, and it has the ability to neutralize the spirit sealing effect. Well, just like you people in the Goddess Palace, if you have the technique of sealing spirits, you must have the technique of unsealing them."
His words were gentle, almost like the words of a teacher, as if the angry emotion just now did not come from him. Yun Lingyuan secretly admired him, he was worthy of being a fairy, and his emotions could be adjusted in an instant.
This slightly sarcastic remark was not enough, so he explained one more sentence, "You know that I have a sibling sister, but you don't know that I, Qingjun, turned into thunder metal? Spirit-suppressing needle? Humph, it has turned into flesh and blood in my body.
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Yun Lingyuan smiled bitterly as he actually had such perverted abilities. The book really didn't mention it.
He pretended to chat, digested the spirit-suppressing needle in his heart, and took advantage of the illusion in front of him to say what he had been holding in his heart for more than ten years and had no place to vent. She had unknowingly become someone else's tree hole, and was also led by someone else.
Walking with your nose in your hands, you lost the opportunity to make a move!
While he was speaking, Qingjun's hands did not stop moving.
After a while, Yang Yuxiao's body that had passed out and turned into water was sucked up by him, and was forced to reveal its original shape. He still grabbed Yang Yuxiao's back and held it up like a tattered doll.
In front of her, blood and water all over Yang Yuxiao's body were mixed and flowing down, as if she had been lifted up from a dye vat.
Yun Lingyuan knew that he was going to threaten her, and before he could speak, she shouted, "I promise!"
Qing Jun was surprised. He picked up Yang Yuxiao and looked at her again and again, and then seemed to be testing her, "What did you promise?"
"Unblock it." Yun Lingyuan hummed.
"Isn't everything just your plan? You used a special soul-suppressing needle, no, a "soul-sealing nail" that is hundreds of times more powerful to simulate the goddess's seal of the Heavenly Sealing Holy Prison. You were too late to strike, but why?
You punched it out in front of me, didn't you just want to tell me that this nail is stuck in Yang Yuxiao's body, and ask me to try to unlock the imprisonment of this nail?"
Qingjun seemed very satisfied and hummed, "You are not stupid."
"You almost did something stupid!"
In the past, although Yun Niang was the only one around her, she was always reminded that she was the daughter of a goddess. Except for the damage to her dantian and spiritual veins, which made her practice a step slower than others, she never lost her status from the inside out.
She should have the style she deserves. Since the other party knows that she is the daughter of a goddess, she does not need to pretend to be a pig, and her tone of voice is more in line with her identity.
She was also confident and not afraid of his sudden violence.