Chapter 314 Reunion
The mysterious fire in the blue crystal didn't even flicker, let alone respond to Shen Qingyi.
Shen Qing smacked his lips.
I didn't lament too much that I wasn't as lucky as the male and female protagonists.
He looked around carefully again, and finally landed on the center of the crystal where the flame was. Shen Qingyi stretched out his hand, and when he touched the center point, Shen Qingyi felt it carefully.
Sure enough, the temperature there is colder than other places in the crystal.
Shen Qingyi tried to absorb the cold energy.
Suddenly, wisps of smoke began to emerge from the milky white liquid next to the crystal, and a hot breath began to surge.
The crystal shook for a moment.
Shen Qing was delighted in one night.
Movement is the best!
In the secret realm of Huangquan
Fu Yuyao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
Chu Jing was entangled by Zhao Ke and had many wounds on his body.
Jiang Li's eyes were cold, and he was about to kill the embarrassed Fu Yuyao with the magic weapon in his hand.
At the critical moment, Chu Jing threw out the last talisman in his hand to intercept Jiang Li.
The two of them stood back to back in a panic, wary of the monks from the Tianfeng Continent who had surrounded them.
Mo Jie was filled with murderous intent.
"Monks from Yunze Continent, you can't escape! Look around you..."
Chu Jing followed the direction Mo Jie's finger pointed and couldn't help but grit his teeth.
"How many monks are there who can take the knife for you?! Hahaha! This is the price for trying to take something you shouldn't take! Hand over the map!"
Fu Yuyao looked around at the people around her with a certain hatred.
She will not let these Tianfeng Continent monks go! Absolutely not!
"Big Brother!"
Another junior fellow from the sect fell, which made Chu Jing tighten the sword in his hand.
Chu Jing looked at the disciples who had fallen around him. Most of them were from the Holy Sword Sect, and most of them were there to protect him...
His mind couldn't help but flash back to the scenes of their sect trials, duels, and conversations. He had once been the pride of the Holy Sword Sect, a role model in their eyes...
Chu Jing couldn't help feeling a little confused.
The sword in his hand couldn't help but tremble again.
His head suddenly hurt a little.
"A Jing!"
Fu Yuyao's voice sounded from behind, as if it carried a kind of magic.
But the screams of his fellow disciples kept echoing in his mind.
"Ugh!"
Chu Jing felt as if his head was hit hard by something.
Even the spiritual consciousness felt a pain.
Chu Jing couldn't help but cover his head, and drops of cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.
"A Jing?!"
There was no response from Chu Jing, but Fu Yuyao, who was in the Qi Refining Stage, was hit hard by Xiang Lin's iron whip.
When Feng Sitian saw Chu Jing's appearance, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the sky-shaped cone in his hand was about to stab towards Chu Jing's head.
"Bang!"
The bone fan in Wen Yinghan's hand flew out and passed by in an instant. The black silk transformed from the demonic energy wrapped around the disciples of the nine major sects who were unable to dodge.
In an instant, the entangled monks seemed to be sucked by something, and the essence, energy and blood in their bodies were almost being drained.
A group of disciples from Youli Palace followed behind Wen Yinghan.
Also arriving were cultivators from Xihuang Palace, Yutian Palace, Yuling Sect, Yunxiao Palace, the Loose Cultivator Alliance, and the demon clan.
The two sides immediately formed a standoff.
Yuan Hai couldn't help but sneer at the group of monks from Yunze Continent.
"The thief rat finally showed up?!"
Yunye's face turned ugly and he retorted.
“We are not
Thief! "
Now that Chu Jing, the first genius of Taoism, has fallen, the Holy Sword Sect has suffered heavy losses, and several Taoist forces that supported each other have also been affected, and Taoism is in decline.
(End of this chapter)
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