I covered my ears in advance last month, and as expected, Long Qianjue is such an idiot.
Xuanming and Wangxu finally got a chance to catch their breath and prepared to escape with their swords drawn.
However, Long Qianjue would not let them escape so easily. He quickly turned around and pounced on the two of them.
But before Long Qianjue could move, a sharp sword energy almost cut off half of his hand.
Immediately afterwards, two figures appeared from the front and back and surrounded Long Qianjue.
One of them was a mysterious man wrapped in black clothes, and the other one was also dressed in black. He was the lord of the third city of the demon clan, Wulou.
Xuanming and Wangxu looked at each other and chose to escape as soon as possible.
Long Qianjue was furious and was about to take action when he was entangled by the mysterious man and Wulou.
He had to devote all his energy to fighting the two people in front of him and could only watch Xuanming and Wangxu escape.
Long Qianjue's heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, and the flames of anger in his eyes burned even more vigorously.
A ball of black flame ignited in Long Qianjue's palm, and he launched a fierce attack on the mysterious man and Wulouxi.
However, after a while, Long Qianjue gradually fell below with the cooperation of the two.
Gradually, Long Qianjue's strength began to weaken, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and every breath became heavy and rapid.
Shang Yue said, "Not good. If this continues, Long Qianjue will probably be captured."
Long Qianjue must not be allowed to fall into the hands of the demons. Shangyue looked at Chihua with a pleading look in his eyes: "Master?"
Chi Hua understood Shangyue's meaning immediately after just one glance. He summoned the Tianshu Sword and rushed towards the mysterious man.
Thanks to Chi Hua's joining, Long Qian Jue finally calmed down.
He dodged to the side and said unhappily, "Don't think that just because you helped me, I owe you a favor."
Chi Hua glanced at him coldly and continued to swing his sword like rain.
Seeing the situation of the battle reversed in an instant, the mysterious man suddenly dodged to the side, and a smile of success appeared on the corner of Wulou's mouth.
"Everyone, the mountains and rivers remain unchanged. See you in Baihua City!"
Long Qianjue yelled, "Not good!"
As he spoke, Wulou's figure disappeared into the air like a ghost, leaving behind a chilling atmosphere.
Chihua's eyes suddenly focused, catching a glimpse of that strange aura, and then the tip of his sword pointed in the direction where the Wulou disappeared. The sword light was like lightning, piercing straight into the void.
"Puchi!" The sound of the sword tip piercing the flesh.
Wulou let out a muffled groan, and his figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.
Chi Hua put away his sword and stood there. The blood on the tip of the sword was particularly bright red and was dripping down.
"Ding!" A bell rang in the chaos.
Thick fog rose in Kunwu Mountain and spread in an instant, and the things in front of me suddenly appeared in front of me.
Through the white fog, facing Chihua.
A hint of doubt flashed in Chihua's eyes. He did not sense the breath of any living creature.
Then a dazzling white light burst out from the Tianzhu Sword, carrying the profound spiritual power of a powerful immortal, like an invisible sword, piercing the thing hidden in the thick fog.
The white light sank into the thick fog, leaving a trail that went straight into the thing's eyebrows.
"Crack!" The thing's forehead cracked instantly.
Chihua took advantage of the victory and pursued the thing, appearing in front of it in the blink of an eye.
When he stood still and saw the true appearance of the thing, he suddenly felt a chill from the soles of his feet.
Chi Hua froze in place.
That thing actually had a face exactly like his.
Except for the white body and the black toned figure that was completely different from Chihua, everything about it was exactly the same as Chihua, as if it was a puppet deliberately carved to imitate Chihua.
"That person" had his eyes closed and his face looked peaceful.
It was clearly his forehead that was hit by the red light, but blood was flowing out from his internal organs, slowly seeping out and dyeing his entire white robe red.
Blood meandered down from the abdomen, along the curve of the body, slowly flowed to the toes, and dripped into the dust.
Under this bloody curtain, the man's eyes suddenly opened, as if awakened by pain, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down.
"A Yuan, are you using my five internal organs well?"
Chi Hua suddenly opened his eyes wide, his hands that were gripping the hilt of the sword suddenly clenched, and his expression changed unpredictably.
.......
When Long Qianjue saw Chi Hua disappear, a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.
Facing the thick fog ahead, he called out loudly: "Hey, are you still there?"
His voice echoed in the mist, however, there was no answer except thick fog and silence.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped forward. The thick fog in front of him gradually dissipated with his steps.
As the white mist dissipated, a tranquil picture unfolded before him: surrounded by green mountains and green waters, a dilapidated thatched house sat there quietly.
A delicate fragrance filled the air, and then, Long Qianjue felt a force hugging him tightly from behind. A familiar voice sounded softly in his ears: "Brother Long, you finally came to see Qiqi. Qiqi has been waiting for you for so long."
Long Qianjue trembled all over and widened his eyes in disbelief.
Sad. He had been imprisoned in the deep valley of the Tianyu Divine Sect for hundreds of years, wanting to see the person he wanted to see. He was willing to sacrifice the dignity of the dragon clan and the contract he made last month to see the person...
But, isn’t Qiqi already dead?
.......
Shangyue looked unhappy. She had been walking in the thick fog for three days and could not contact Chihua no matter what. Even Long Qianjue had disappeared.
Three days ago, white fog rose up, blocking her vision, and at the same time, she lost all trace of everyone.
It seems that the person behind the scenes hiding in the white fog is extremely powerful.
The white fog observed last month is gradually dissipating. It was just an elaborate illusion, all designed to eliminate their vigilance.
"The person behind this is really scheming."
Shangyue suddenly felt a chill, as if an indescribable cold wind was blowing, making her shudder.
Just then, she vaguely heard whispers coming from the white mist, like the whispers of ghosts.
Out of instinct, Shangyue immediately hid behind a huge tree. She held her breath carefully and concealed her body.
As time passed, the people in the white fog gradually approached, their figures were looming in the fog, and Shangyue heard their conversation clearly.
"He's just a useless little piece of shit without any spiritual roots, yet the Lord actually sent me to personally take action. Isn't that too cautious?"
The man's tone revealed dissatisfaction, and his eyes fell on the woman not far away.
The woman just smiled slightly, and that smile revealed a hint of unfathomable wisdom.
"Master Yantian, please calm down. The Lord did this just to ensure that everything is foolproof. After all, only with the Master's intervention can this be guaranteed to succeed!"
Shangyue was slightly stunned, full of suspicion: "Little loser? Are you talking about me?"
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