The seal of Tianfeng Holy Prison does not exist alone. It complements the purifying bottle. Just like Tianfeng Holy Prison is the rope to bind the prisoners, and the purifying bottle is the cell. The two complement each other, and the purifying bottle, as the holy prison magic weapon, has always been
It is placed in the Goddess' prison room and is guarded by dedicated personnel.
Obviously, this purification bottle has fallen into Qingjun's hands.
As smart as he is, he refines spirit-suppressing needles, soul-sealing soul-locking nails, imitates various secret techniques of the spirit-sealing tribesmen, and searches for people who can unblock them.
However, the Fengling Clan has all been exterminated. There are only ten Fengling Clan in the world who can count them on their ten fingers.
Qingjun has always been impatient. After more than ten years of this, he has reached the limit, and he can't help but think of breaking the seal. However, let alone breaking the seal, he can't even get close to the Heavenly Sealed Holy Prison. Qingjun's Extreme Thunder Arrow is a powerful spiritual weapon, and it's not
The tiger eats the sky - there is no way to start!
Today’s clean bottle space is full of holes.
Just looking at the black rock wall of the Jing Bottle, one can tell that many times in the past, Qingjun had tried to break the Jing Bottle with the intention of breaking the seal.
All kinds of high-quality spiritual weapons smashed the clean bottle to pieces, and it was about to collapse.
A closed spiritual space that has lost its positive circulation, while the seal of Tianfeng Holy Prison becomes weaker, it will also prevent the trapped people from escaping, and internalize the sealed environment, turning into nothingness together with the trapped people.
Qing Jun has always overlooked one point - the Jing Ping and the Tian Feng Holy Prison barrier are one.
Once the purifying bottle is broken, the Heavenly Sealing Holy Prison and the people trapped inside will be reduced to nothingness.
This is not breaking the seal, this is destruction!
In order to prevent the self-destruction of the Heavenly Sealing Holy Prison, Qing Jun threw countless monsters and monks into the purification bottles to replenish spiritual power. The white bones on the ground were enough to show how hungry the purification bottles were for spiritual power.
, and how crazy and persistent Qingjun is in rescuing the sealed person.
As time goes by, the negative impact caused by the rupture of the purification bottle becomes more and more serious. Frequently investing in monsters and monks to supplement various spiritual powers can no longer meet the speed of self-destruction of the holy prison. Seeing that his enemy has not yet left the cell.
How could I be willing to be annihilated like this!
Besides, he still had something to ask him!
Yun Lingyuan was nailed by the Soul-Sealing Soul Locker, and she was no longer able to resist.
The bright light in Qingjun's eyes made this heroic and handsome face appear strangely charming:
"I have already conducted experiments. Both the purification bottle and the holy fire have spirituality. The women of the Sealed Spirit Clan are extraordinary. I believe that you, a pure-blooded daughter of a goddess, can shake the holy prison!!"
It is the goddess who casts the seal, so the blood sacrifice of breaking the seal is naturally made with the blood of the goddess. The next best thing is to use her direct descendants.
He smiled extremely cheerfully and success was in sight.
"Who... do you represent?" Yun Lingyuan closed her eyes and gasped, and it took a while before she had enough strength to speak.
No matter who he represents, the goal is to kill her!
Before Qingjun understood what she meant, Yun Lingyuan continued: "If you represent the Thunder Spirit Clan, then I will record this debt on the Thunder Spirit Clan. If...ahem..."
Blood surged from his chest and interrupted her. Qingjun understood what she meant. He was really a shrewd person. He, Qingjun, announced to the world that he had nothing to do with the Leiling clan anymore. However, he left the past to the Leiling clan.
But his glory is still in the Lei Ling clan, blindly dazzling others.
In the eyes of others, Qing Jun left the Lei Ling Clan for his sister, but it was obvious that Yun Lingyuan did not believe this statement.
Qingjun laughed: "It's time like this, are you writing down an account to go to Pluto to redress your grievances?" With a movement of his spiritual power, Qingjun held the extremely thunder arrow in his hand. His arrow was more like a sword than an arrow.
, once called out, there will be lightning and thunder.
Yun Lingyuan almost ignored his arrow, took a breath, and continued:
"Besides the life and death of the Thunder Spirit Clan, apart from the supreme glory of the Thunder Spirit Clan, what else do you Qingjun care about? Qingying? Ha...impossible,
I heard a story a long time ago."
"Oh? What story?" His Thunderbolt Arrow paused, showing an expression of willingness to hear the details.
Yun Lingyuan panted hard and said so many words, naturally in order to recover from her own procrastination. He wanted to listen better. She justifiably took the opportunity to procrastinate and take a breath.
"It is rumored that during the battle for the top ten spiritual clans, Qingying fell in love with Jiuyuan, the guard of the Goddess Palace. She once knitted the palace ribbon for Jiuyuan with her own hands. This matter aroused heated discussions. Everyone said that Qingying of the Leiling clan was selling out her lust to please him.
Goddess Palace, this matter is most obviously just a slander by a villain
, but in order to protect the innocence of the Lei Ling clan, you actually cut off Qingying's arm. Although you felt guilty about this, you never felt that you had missed it. In your heart, the Lei Ling clan is the largest, bigger than the sky, bigger than the earth, naturally.
It’s bigger than Qingying, and bigger than yourself.”
Calling him guilty, his deep eyes actually flashed with guilt. He was a little surprised, "Do you still know about such old things?" He raised his eyebrows with interest, as if waiting for her conclusion.
Yun Lingyuan laughed hoarsely: "Isn't it hard to be a hostel? For so many years, I have been living underground like a mouse, never seeing the light of day. There is no way, why is the host always overpowering you? All I have to do is take Lei.
With the fate of the Eldar in your hands, you will be like a dog, running out to grab a Frisbee, then shaking its head and wagging its tail!!"
The smile on Qingjun's face couldn't help but froze. How could such a thing be figured out so easily by a girl?
Yun Lingyuan's expression also lit up. She had an idea and was talking nonsense. She could actually be a blind cat and a dead mouse. She knew the first one and guessed the second one. It seemed that this was how Zi Huo reasoned. She wanted to distinguish Qing Jun's god. This time
At this time, he had accumulated enough strength and suddenly used: "Soul Transfer Technique!"
Her idea is very simple. Soul transfer has the effect of imprisoning the soul, and there is also the theory that souls share the same fate.
Didn't Qingjun want to kill her and use her blood to break the seal? The soul-transfer technique connected their fates. No matter how powerful Qingjun was, he couldn't ignore the safety of his own soul, right?
The souls of Yun Lingyuan and Qing Jun were instantly exchanged!
"Soul transfer technique?" Qingjun was confused for a moment. Who would have thought that with his cultivation in the Mahayana stage, his soul would be suddenly pulled out by a person in the spirit condensation stage, and then thrown into another without any precautions?
in the body.
Qingjun's soul fell on Yun Lingyuan's body, and he immediately felt a burst of pain from the soul-sealing nail. His soul was severely bruised by this nail, just like Yun Lingyuan's.
, and his soul suddenly became dispirited.
However, fortunately, this body is the Yunling Kite body, and her spirit-sealing bloodline is somewhat resistant and counteracting to magic weapons such as spirit-sealing. If it were replaced by someone else's, the consequences would be difficult to predict.
Yun Lingyuan's feeling was completely different. His soul fell on Qingjun's body, and his body suddenly felt relaxed. Sure enough, the soul needs to be placed in a intact body. Qingjun's body is strong, his spiritual veins are running smoothly, and he feels very comfortable.
.
But before this feeling of relief could fully relax, Qingjun's memories surged in like a tidal wave, slapping her injured soul.
After a while, the world was spinning, and the soul finally settled down. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she was actually holding a heavy black sword in her hand. She lowered her head and saw clearly that the same black characters were engraved on the sword: "Blood-devouring Demonic Knife"