What made him most aggrieved was that the Cangchen Holy Pattern that he was determined to win actually fell into Gu Fenghua's hands. For the Cangchen Holy Pattern, he waited for ten thousand years before finally waiting for the opportunity to start, and Gu Fenghua
As for, it was only a few days since I came to Xuanji Realm. It was the first time I entered Chengyun Valley. He had just found the Cangchen Holy Pattern before he could find the Cangchen Holy Pattern. What's the luck?
Duan Qingyun can't remember how many years he hadn't cursed, but at this moment, he really wanted to curse.
Kill, you must kill her, and you must avenge her previous shame and regain the Cangchen Holy Pattern! Duan Qingyun stared at Gu Fenghua and flew towards the courtyard.
If his eyes could kill people, I believe Gu Fenghua had already been cut into thousands of pieces, ten thousand pieces, and even directly into blood foam.
Of course, they could not kill people, but seeing Duan Qingyun's figure getting closer and closer and murderous gaze, Gu Fenghua and others still felt a stern and held the sword tightly.
As we got closer, we were getting closer, Duan Qingyun's eyes appeared in a little excitement that shouldn't have appeared.
"Bang!" At this moment, Ye Yunji closed the door casually.
There was no nervousness on his face, and the movement of closing the door was even more relaxed. There was even a little contempt in his eyes when he looked at Duan Qingyun, as if he was closing his own door and blocking a beggar who was silly and wanted to ask for some copper coins.
Outside the door.
"Ignorance child, do you think that just two broken doors can stop me Duan Qingyun!" Seeing Ye Yunji's calm expression and contemptuous gaze, Duan Qingyun was furious and his two palms came out again.
Slap the door hard.
The next moment, Duan Qingyun was shocked, as if he was hit by a huge rock thrown by a catapult cart and flew out heavily.
That's right, the dignified Qingyun Lord, one of the top strong men in Wuji Shengtian, flew out like this.
In the air, he still maintained the posture of his palms coming out, but he no longer had the domineering spirit he had before. He looked so weird and so funny.
Seeing this scene through the thin crack in the door, Gu Fenghua and others were stunned.
Duan Qingyun flew twenty feet away and then fell down. When he landed, he took a few steps back and barely stabilized his body. Looking at the vast house and the two mottled and broken doors,
He also looked dull.
Gu Fenghua and others had known that there was a forbidden area deep in Chengyun Valley that was sealed by Chengyun Lord, so they were so surprised to see this courtyard. Duan Qingyun only knew that there were holy patterns in the valley, and he didn't know much about it.
, mistakenly regard it as a Taoist imprint left by the ancient powerful men in Wuji, but how could they know what forbidden land or what peerless weapon? When I saw this courtyard, I thought it was a villa built by Mu Chengyun, of course I was not surprised.
, I don’t think this mere courtyard can stop me.
After all, the two of them are both king envoys, and even if Mu Chengyun's cultivation is above him, it is not a world of difference. Even if Mu Chengyun probably has a defensive barrier in the courtyard, the barrier is dead, and people are
He was alive, and he didn't believe that he could not break the defensive barrier, nor did he believe that this defensive barrier could pose any threat to him.
But he was wrong, very wrong.
The power contained in this defensive barrier is completely beyond his imagination and is no less weak than Mu Chengyun's personal attack.
He was previously attacked by the three brothers of Weng Yuanming and plotted against him, and was besieged by Gu Fenghua, Ye Yunji and others. He was forced to retreat repeatedly by the three naughty children. Although he was not injured, his holy energy was greatly damaged. Then he and Shi Yingyan and others
Hundreds of elites of the sect fought twice, not only to seriously injure them one by one, so as not to get involved in the big things, but also to hurt their lives and their cultivation, so as not to cause trouble, and to put a lot of effort into it.
At this time, the holy energy in the body was less than 50%, so it did not block the powerful recoil from the defensive barrier. I felt that the qi and blood in my chest were churning, and my arms were filled with soreness and numbness.
The miscalculation was miscalculated, and the dead girl Gu Fenghua actually made a joke again. Duan Qingyun's mind couldn't help but see the scene in front of the Holy Emperor Pavilion.
As a dignified emperor, it is not a glorious thing to attack a little girl who is still young. In the eyes of everyone, he was slapped away by the remnant soul of the Emperor of the East, and finally had to escape in panic. Who can imagine that
Such embarrassment actually happened to a monarch.