At this time, Jiuyuan was getting more and more tired. The battle with Qingjun was really frustrating, but Qingjun just dodged in different ways, almost as if they were playing. At this time, their strength was balanced with each other.
You can’t even take advantage!
However, Jiuyuan was newly released from prison after all, and his strength was much lower than that of his heyday. Qingjun also had a slippery personality, so he did not engage in a quick fight with him in an honest and upright manner. Instead, he adopted the method of consuming spiritual power and dragging him to death.
During this time, he kept asking about Qingying's whereabouts so shamelessly, which made Jiuyuan furious:
"You are simply an embarrassment to the Thunder Spirit Clan!"
"No!" Qing Jun said disapprovingly: "Brother Jiuyuan, I just told you that I have nothing to do with the Thunder Spirit Clan now. Why do you have such a bad memory?"
Jiuyuan's lips curled up into a sneer. It doesn't matter? How could he believe it?
How could a person who has cherished his own wings for half his life give up this obsession? If he didn't hold an important position and had to give up, I'm afraid he would still occupy the position of the leader of the Thunder Spirit Clan at this moment, right?
The two of them fought and flew around in the air. Jiuyuan did not ignore the white jade hanging from Qingjun's waist with the symbol "Qinglongsu" printed on it and the Chinese character "Tail Fire Tiger" written in seal script.
Eastern Green Dragon, the sixth night.
He had always known that Su was not an innocent murdering organization, but what surprised him was, when exactly was he targeted by Su? Looking back on history, it should be before the seal of Tianfeng Holy Prison?
Recalling the frame-up for the massacre of the Xueru clan, Jiuyuan felt more and more that this was a huge conspiracy. He immediately thought whether the death of the ninth-generation goddess was also secretly planned by Su.
Jiuyuan's thoughts could not change for two breaths. Qingjun looked disapproving, but his eyes were dark. Jiuyuan took the opportunity to turn the blood-devouring magic knife in his hand and pointed it at Qingjun.
Qingjun reacted and quickly dodged. He said he was dodging, but in fact he had already dodged several miles in an instant. Unexpectedly, Jiuyuan lowered his head and flew down to Yun Lingyuan's battlefield.
Jiu Yuan had been paying attention to the battlefield on Yun Lingyuan's side. She was dealing with a group of people by herself, and the siege force could be imagined. When Jiu Yuan arrived, Yun Lingyuan was already swaying while standing, relying entirely on her violence.
The spiritual power I gathered up tried my best to support him.
The Blood-devouring Demonic Sword cut off three heads with one blow. The Blood-devouring Demonic Sword's Blood-devouring Artifact Spirit instantly sucked up the blood of the three black cultivators, and the three headless corpses instantly turned into dry human trunks.
The blood-devouring demon sword did not stop for a moment, and then swung a row of heads and fell to the ground. When the corpses fell to the ground, they were already tied up and mummified. In an instant, all the black cultivators showed panic and fell back hundreds of meters.
Yun Lingyuan was able to take a breath, stood up straight, stared at Jiu Yuan's exhausted back, and said a thousand words: "Thank you."
Jiuyuan always kept his eyes on the front, not daring to relax at all, because after the Black Xiuwei retreated a few hundred meters, he immediately adjusted the battle plan and changed the formation, using defense instead of attack. In this formation, the Blood-eating Demon Sword wanted to cut off someone's head.
It was already full of difficulties, so Jiuyuan took the time to reply to her:
"It's my job."
Just four words, without any warmth at all, but it expresses his unswerving loyalty to the Goddess Palace. As long as Yun Lingyuan is the daughter of the Goddess, he will do his best to protect her.
Today, when the Goddess Palace has become lonely, the confinement of Jiuyuan by the Sealing Goddess has long been in name only. Although Yun Lingyuan is the heir to the Goddess Palace, her cultivation is far from the level of the Goddess. Even the Wangyoujie Seal that passed the throne
Not even in hand,
Even if Jiuyuan swings his sword at her, he will not be punished by heaven.
At this time, especially after knowing that his brother died in her hands, he not only did not make things difficult for her, but chose to accompany her to the death before the battle.
Yun Lingyuan thought of Qianyang. If Qianyang had been half as loyal as his brother back then, he would not have grudged the goddess because his brother was sealed.
If the Goddess had not been poisoned by the spirit-stealing poison, would the Goddess not have died? Would the Goddess Palace also not have suffered a bloodbath?
Of course, she believed that Qianyang's poisoning of the Goddess was just one link in the plan to destroy the Goddess' Palace. One by one, even if Qianyang did not betray the Goddess, there would be other accidents to destroy him.
replace.
But no matter what, she hates Qian Yang. In her opinion, Qian Yang is the culprit of everything. Even the soul-stealing poison on her body is all due to the poison she gave to her mother back then.
However, the hatred for Qianyang and the evil spirit in her chest had been relieved at the moment of Qianyang's death. On the contrary, now, Jiuyuan's vow to protect her made her feel a strong feeling in her heart because of Qianyang's death.
feeling of guilt.
In just a short moment, countless thoughts flashed through my mind.
At this time, Qingjun fell in front of the Black Xiuwei. Although he was several hundred meters away from Jiuyuan and Yunlingyuan, the opposition between them had already formed.
Qing Jun said: "I'm here to ask you for the last time, where is Ying'er?"
Qingjun's voice used spiritual power to shout out, and his anger could be heard in every corner of Dongyou City.
Jiuyuan couldn't bear it and snorted coldly, "Qingjun, you are so shameless!"
He felt that Qingjun was not worthy of asking about Qingying's whereabouts, but Qingjun was not an idiot, and he knew Qingying's fate very well in his heart. However, Jiuyuan never let go, and Qingjun always held a
expect.
Qingjun's black spiritual power flashed, summoning Qingjun's extremely thunderous arrows that crackled with thunder and lightning. Although Qingjun's arm was broken, it did not prevent him from holding the arrow with one hand, and his spiritual power formed a fully drawn bow posture.
Qing Jun thought to himself: "It's okay if you don't tell me. I already have the answer in my heart. Since Ying'er is willing to die for you, I, the eldest brother, can't help you. However, Brother Jiuyuan, Ying'er has been waiting for you over there for a long time.
, you go find her!!"
Jiuyuan was unmoved. If he hadn't heard about it, Qingjun felt that it was not enough. He thought about changing the game, pointed the arrow at Yun Lingyuan, and said:
"Brother Jiuyuan, the Goddess Palace was destroyed, and you didn't even show any strength. So, I will give you a chance now to see if you can protect the future goddess of your Goddess Palace from my hands."
Jiuyuan had always ignored Qingjun and let him talk to himself. However, when he heard "The Goddess Palace was destroyed", he couldn't help but look at Qingjun.
Qingjun's face was full of pride, and he shook the arrow in his hand and said: "Which one is faster, your blood-devouring demon sword? Or is it my Qingjun's extremely thunderous arrow?"
The arrow pointed at the center of Yun Lingyuan's eyebrows, and the murderous intent contained in the tip of the arrow made Yun Lingyuan's eyebrows feel sharp pain.
Jiu Yuan raised his whole body and moved a step to the left, completely protecting Yun Lingyuan behind him. The long hair on his forehead was blown back by the force generated by Qing Jun's leaked spiritual power.
However, two cold needles were inserted into Jiuyuan's straight back at some point. His long hair was fluttering with spiritual energy, and the needles were looming.
Yun Lingyuan's eyes widened, and she confirmed what she saw again, and then she exclaimed: "You have been hit by the Qingying Extreme Lightning Needle."