The forbidden land of the undead.

Di Jun came to Di Wuqing and asked, "Miss, what should we do with this person?"

Di Wuqing's expression was cold, and his eyes fell on Dongfang Yaotian, "You killed my father."

Dongfang Yaotian felt as if his meridians were frozen. "Fighting on the battlefield is a life-and-death struggle. Your father was defeated and killed. You can only blame him for his inferior skills."

"Now I am in your hands. You can kill me or chop me up as you wish."

At this point, he raised his eyes and looked at Di Wuqing, without the previous fear, and looked at him with disdain, "If it weren't for Ye Changsheng, would you have a chance to kill me?"

Emperor Wuqing said: "I'll give you one chance."

As the voice fell, she lifted the seal on Dongfang Yaotian and said, "Go ahead. If you kill me, you can escape unscathed."

Emperor Jun hurriedly said: "Miss, this..."

Emperor Wuqing's face darkened, "Great Elder, step back!"

Dongfang Yaotian knew that Di Wuqing had obtained the Immortal Yellow Springs Spear and his realm had improved a lot. Despite this, he still did not take Di Wuqing seriously.

He knew that killing Emperor Wuqing was his last chance.

I really, really, really don't want to go back to the Prison Sword Tower. That place is simply not a place for human beings to stay.

"Die!"

A residual shadow flashed by, and Dongfang Yaotian suddenly rushed towards Di Wuqing. As he moved forward, the aura on his figure soared wildly.

Di Wuchen said worriedly: "Dongfang Yaotian has burned his blood and essence. He wants to kill Wuqing at all costs."

Emperor Jun's face changed, and he naturally sensed the aura of Dongfang Yaotian. He burned his blood and essence to forcibly increase his strength.

He is going to burn his boats.

All the undead people are worried about Emperor Wuqing.

In the distance, above the void, Ye Changsheng glanced at the battle between the two people calmly. Is burning blood very powerful? It's just that he has run out of tricks.

laugh.

Emperor Wuqing stood in the air, pointing the Immortal Yellow Spring Spear in his hand to meet Dongfang Yaotian's attack.

The sound of an explosion spread in the air, Dongfang Yaotian was knocked flying, and the spiritual energy surrounding his figure dissipated.

His body was destroyed, leaving only a wisp of soul floating in the air, looking in horror at Di Wuqing who was holding a gun in front of him.

"A powerful person in the Primordial Realm!"

"Impossible, how could your cultivation level improve so quickly?"

Di Wuqing flew forward and came in front of Dongfang Yaotian. "Can I kill you now?"

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not being as skilled as others."

Dongfang Yaotian turned around and prepared to escape, but the infinite gun prison appeared and imprisoned him directly.

As long as he dared to move, thousands of spear beams would instantly destroy his soul body.

laugh.

Di Wuqing shot a spear through Dongfang Yaotian's forehead, and his soul shattered into nothingness, "Father, I have avenged you!"

As the words fell, her figure flashed and flew towards Ye Changsheng, "Great Elder, let's go!"

Di Jun was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly chased after him, leaving Di Wuchen alone standing disheveled in the wind. He really didn't expect that Di Wuqing was as his name suggested.

No mercy at all.

Just like that, the undead were abandoned.

Di Wuqing came to Ye Changsheng and said, "Young Master, we can set off now."

Zhou Kun appeared in the void, and several people came to the deck. When Di Wuchen chased after them, Zhou Kun had disappeared.

All the Undead looked at Emperor Wuchen, and an old man walked out of the crowd, "Ancestor, what should we do?"

Emperor Wuchen said: "The Undead Clan is completely desolate. If you want to leave and train outside, I won't stop you."

"If you don't want to leave, then continue to stay in the Undead Tribe. From now on, we Undead will be isolated from the world."

Hear the sound.

Many people bowed and said goodbye to Emperor Wuchen, and left the forbidden area of ​​the Undead Clan one after another.

They had no choice. If they stayed in the Undead Clan, they might die at any time. It would be better for them to go out and try their luck. There would be a chance that they would find a powerful force to rely on, and they could still survive.

Di Wuchen really did not stop his tribesmen. Looking at them leaving one after another, he looked up to the sky and sighed.

Misfortunes sent by heaven can be forgiven, but misfortunes brought upon oneself cannot be forgiven.

The Undead race has fallen to this state step by step, which is closely related to him, so it is no wonder that the Emperor is so ruthless and unsympathetic.

But there is nothing in the undead tribe that she cares about, so why should she stay?

On Zhou Kun.

Ye Changsheng stood up and left, walking towards the pavilion. He had no interest in the affairs of the undead.

Di Wuqing has his own way of handling things, he won't interfere.

Everyone has a destiny that cannot be changed.

On deck.

Emperor Jun said in a deep voice: "Miss, are you going to give up the Undead just like that?"

Emperor Wuqing said: "Great Elder, we are the followers of the young master. The Undead have nothing to do with us anymore."

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Di Jun's pupils shrank slightly, "But."

Emperor Wuqing added: "No buts, Great Elder, you should work hard to improve your cultivation in the future, otherwise you and I are not qualified to stay with the young master."

"From today on, I don't want to hear any more news about the undead."

Di Jun knew that Di Wuqing had changed, "I understand."

Emperor Wuqing looked into the distance at the distant sky. Everything about the Undead had become a thing of the past since the death of his father.

There was only one thing she had to do in the future, which was to stay by Ye Changsheng's side and work hard to make herself stronger.

Because she knew clearly in her heart that there was always a shortage of strong people around Ye Changsheng. If she was unable to help Ye Changsheng share his worries, she would soon be replaced by someone else.

Above the Daoxian Zhou Kingdom, Zhou Kun appeared in the sea of ​​clouds.

Ye Changsheng and Jiuse were lying on the deck and chatting. They looked at the blue sky and felt the breeze blowing on their faces, feeling very comfortable.

Jiuse said: "Changsheng, after the trip to Jiujiexu is over, I will be away for a while."

Ye Changsheng said: "You are leaving too."

Jiuse nodded, "It's just a short absence, I'll be back soon."

At this point, he paused and continued, "This universe is becoming more and more dangerous. I'm a little worried about Black Crow. Go find him and try to keep him by your side."

Ye Changsheng asked: "Why do you want to stay with me?"

Jiuse smiled calmly, "Because it's safe."

Ye Changsheng: “.”

Just at this moment.

Jiuse suddenly rose up, narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, "Is it really such a coincidence?"

Ye Changsheng slowly sat up, "There is a raging demonic energy ahead, have you found something good again?"

Jiuse said: "I sensed the breath of the black crow in the demonic energy, let's go over and take a look."

"Maybe he has also come to Jiucengxu."

"We have been to Jiujiexu together once before, and we are the only two people who know about this place."

Ye Changsheng smiled and said, "This way you don't have to leave to find him. Let's go over and take a look."

Zhou Kun chased the evil spirit and soon arrived at the entrance of Jiujiexu. Jiu Se's face changed and he looked at the sacred tree in front of him. "This place has changed a lot. This sacred tree used to be here."

Ye Changsheng came down from Zhou Kun and came to the front of the sacred tree. On one side, Emperor Wuqing said, "Senior Jiuse, can the fruit on this sacred tree strengthen the soul?"

Jiuse nodded, "Yes, this is the Spiritual Fruit."

Emperor Wuqing turned to look at Ye Changsheng, "Young Master, can I have a taste?"

Ye Changsheng looked at the banana-like soul fruit in front of him and said, "Try it!"

Emperor Wuqing picked a soul fruit and put it in his mouth, a look of pain on his face. On the side, Ye Changsheng asked in a deep voice, "How does it taste?"

Not tasty.

Blast my mouth.

It makes my mouth feel so uncomfortable.

Emperor Wuqing spoke slowly.

Ye Changsheng: “.”