"Big bad guy, let's get sister Zixue back quickly!"
In the bluestone space, Qing Xiaoling's face was full of anxiety.
At this time, on the battlefield outside, Mu Zixue's situation was getting worse and worse.
"Swiss-swift-"
Channels of golden sword light flew out from a ignited fourth-level top-quality talisman, smashing the ice wall in front of it. The remaining pieces sliced open the woman's already broken robe, leaving several blood-red scars on her waist and abdomen.
A sun-chasing arrow whizzed over, interrupting Huang Ji's further casting.
There are only five arrows left!
The situation is very critical and changes need to be made as soon as possible!
"No!" Yang Zhen flatly refused: "Evasion is definitely not an option. Besides, once we are trapped here, Xiao Qingshi will be found by Huang Ji sooner or later."
"Rush out and fight him!" Zhao Yue'er said with a blushing face: "We have so many people, and many fourth-level magic weapons and talismans, plus the remaining puppets, arrows, thunder beads, etc., I I don’t believe I can’t beat him!”
Yang Zhen was silent and finally shook her head.
The casualties would be incalculable, but it shouldn't be done unless it was absolutely necessary.
He actually has another choice.
"Yue'er, Mingyue, Xiaoling, come here, I have something to tell you..."
…
After a few breaths, Yang Zhen returned to the Yiyue Peak with the three girls.
During this period, Jiye used two more sun-chasing arrows and the last thunder bead to resolve three dangerous situations for Mu Zixue.
"Everyone, come here and follow my arrangements..." Yang Zhen summoned everyone.
"Later, I will leave the space and fight to the death with Huang Ji." He said with a calm expression.
"What?" Everyone was shocked.
"Young Master, you must not do this!" Ji Ye shouted.
"Brother Yang, please think twice," Pei Jian advised: "You are the master of the Bluestone Space and you need to take command here. Let us deal with Huang Ji!"
"No matter how powerful Huang Ji is, he can't withstand the large number of us," Mu Qingqing said with determination: "We will kill him even if we use our lives to do so!"
"Yes, yes!" More people persuaded: "If the young master has bad intentions, what should we do?"
Yang Zhen pressed down with her hands. After the noise subsided, she smiled lightly: "Everyone, please be patient. I have my own arrangements and will never take risks easily."
"I will go into battle with the Ruyi Stick," he raised the wooden stick in his hand: "The Ruyi Stick has a weapon spirit that can block Qingyu's attack for me."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""Bangbang's wail came from the wooden stick: "I will pass out from the pain!"
"Bangbang is so pitiful!"
"Sister Yiyi, you must keep your word. You must shape my body in the future! Bangbang wants to become a man, a man more handsome than your men!"
"Noisy!" Yang Zhen scolded.
"How many times can it be blocked?" Pei Jian asked.
"Of course it can only be done once!" Xiaobangzi interrupted again: "I am still a child, and my soul is very weak, wuwu——"
Yang Zhen couldn't bear it and threw it into the storage ring.
My ears suddenly became quiet.
"Brother Yang, I'm afraid once is not enough!" Pei Jian said worriedly.
"Don't worry, I have another way." Yang Zhen smiled mysteriously.
Seeing how determined he was, Pei Jian reluctantly relaxed and stopped asking.
"I will be away from the space for several months," Yang Zhen said solemnly with a straight face: "During this period, the space will be managed by Senior Sister Zhao. Everyone must obey her orders and must not disobey!"
"Yes! I will obey the Young Master's decree!"
Everyone's hearts trembled and they agreed in unison.
"Little Stone!" Zhao Yue'er suddenly shouted: "What you said is true, you didn't lie to us, right?"
"Of course not." Yang Zhen smiled brightly.
"When will you come back?"
"About seven months."
"Okay, I'll wait for you!" Zhao Yuer's eyes filled with tears and she gritted her teeth: "If you lie to me, I, I will hate you forever, and I will never forgive you!"
"Believe me," Yang Zhen said sincerely, "I will never lie to you."
"Big bad guy, Xiaoling is waiting for you to come back." Qing Xiaoling said quietly at the side, with a pair of beautiful eyes as clear as water.
Yang Zhen nodded lightly, then smiled and said, "During my absence, you have to help your sister Yue'er and manage our space well, okay?"
"Yes!" Qing Xiaoling nodded and clenched her pink fist vigorously, her little face full of seriousness.
Yang Zhen turned around and said a few more words to Dandan Zhuzhu and Jiye, and finally looked at Qin Mingyue.
The woman's injury has not yet recovered, a slight smile appeared on her pale face, and her eyes were a little worried and a little determined.
"Yang Lang," a message floated in his ear: "I, Qin Mingyue, have chosen you in this life, and I will never regret it. When you come back, I will wait for you. If you don't come back, I will always wait for you!"
Yang Zhen took a deep breath, nodded to Qin Mingyue, and gave her a "reassuring" look.
His consciousness drifted to a cave, and he took a few hard glances at Caiyun who was practicing with his eyes closed, then turned around and came to the central area, but did not see Liu Rou.
"Where has this little girl gone?" He wondered.
It's just that the situation on Mu Zixue's side is getting more and more tense, and it's too late for him to think too much.
"I wish I could find my way home," he whispered to himself.
…
The last sun-chasing arrow passed through the barrier and shot towards the black shadow ahead.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen puppets suddenly emerged from the space.
Scenarios like this happened frequently. Huang Ji was familiar with the road and had already developed a skillful way to deal with it.
He knocked down the arrow casually, then flicked his finger, dozens of starlights scattered, and all the puppets immediately burned.
However, there was a puppet with green flames coming out of its body, blocking out the yellow spiritual fire.
"God's inner fire?"
Huang Daji was very surprised. He looked closely and found that the puppet was a young man in disguise, charging towards him with a purple-gold wooden stick.
He immediately recognized that his broken arm was a gift from this young man.
With old and new grudges, Huang Ji smiled angrily, and with a thought in his mind, a ball of green light hovered between his eyebrows.
At this moment, a high-pitched voice suddenly shouted:
"Brother Huang, don't do anything, it's me -"
"Your awesome brother——"
This voice was frightened and a bit mean-spirited. If Yang Zhen hadn't been in a life-or-death situation, she would have almost lost her composure.
"Ruyi stick?" Huang Ji was stunned for a moment.
Fortunately for him, the little stick is also called Ruyi stick.
The old thief immediately became furious: "I was wondering who could hurt me last time, but it turned out to be you!"
"It's none of my business, Bangbang was forced to do it!"
"Okay then, kill the guy behind you and let's be partners again!"
The back-and-forth conversation between the two parties seemed to be talking a lot, but in fact it was just a thought among the senior monks. As he spoke, Huang Ji activated a cyan beam of light and shot towards the young man.
A boundless chill suddenly descended on this area.
This is a fifth-level spell released by the Ruyi Stick. It is exactly the same as the one used in the Qin Palace a few years ago. It still comes from the essence of ten thousand years of ice refined by Mu Zixue.
The last remaining 10,000-year-old ice.
However, the effect is unsatisfactory.
"What a stick!" Huang Ji was shocked and angry. The sealing technique of Ruyi Stick is controlled by the weapon spirit. How could this technique be used without Bang Bang's willingness?
However, he was not as defenseless as Qin Xiongyi. His body swayed and he disappeared from the spot. Then he appeared ten feet away, and the distance between him and Yang Zhen was once again widened.
But after he settled down, his body became slightly stiff. It was obvious that this extreme chill had no effect on him.
At the same time, the green light came to Yang Zhen.
But he saw purple light and shadow dancing, and the wooden stick hit the green light with lightning speed.
"Ah——" Bangbang screamed miserably, and there was no more sound, and the green light was also annihilated.
This attack not only captured Huang Ji's teleportation and the brief interruption of contact with Qingguang, but also because the wooden stick contained a weapon spirit that could absorb Qingguang's attack. If one of the two was missing, I'm afraid it would be impossible. Can't succeed.
Some people may ask, is it feasible to use a spiritual beast to replace the stick?
The answer is that the success rate is very low and the risk is extremely high. Because if he does that, Huang Ji will probably emit two green lights in succession regardless of the loss of his soul.
The only thing the old thief didn't expect was that Xiao Bangzi would be so desperate.
Otherwise, the weapon spirit can completely avoid the green light's attack with the help of magic weapons.
Yang Zhen's plan has been successful, and so far, no accidents have occurred.
This gave him an opportunity for a close attack.
Just when Huang Ji was stunned and before the second cyan beam of light was fired, Yiyi's lightning strike, which had been brewing for a long time, was launched first.
Chain lightning.
There are nine paths in total, and each path is equivalent to a full-strength strike in the early stage of the Golden Elixir.
This was a powerful blow in which Xiao Xiancao used up all the mana in its body and released all worries!
This is her strongest blow so far!
If you don't succeed, Cheng Ren will fight to the death!
Three bolts of lightning struck in three directions in front of Mu Zixue.
Qian, Kan, Kun.
This is the key node of the binding operation. As long as these three points are broken, the power of confinement in the woman will suddenly be emptied, which is equivalent to the spider thread being cut off and the mud being cleared!
Mu Zixue will move freely. Although she will be suppressed by the formation again after one breath, this breath time is enough for this Nascent Soul cultivator——
Bloom her most brilliant light!
…
The other six pounced on Huang Ji without hesitation.
Front, back, left, right, center, five positions.
There was another one at the end, but it was the most powerful one, concentrating almost all the spirit moss venom in the space.
Facing the purple thunder that appeared out of thin air, like a catastrophe, Huang Ji's expression changed drastically, his figure shook again, and turned into a shadow again.
It's just that, frozen by tens of thousands of years of ice, the shadow seems to still have some substance, and it hasn't dissipated for a long time.
The lightning that struck the center accurately hit this "phantom".
"ah!"
Amidst the screams, Huang Ji appeared three feet to the left, and then his body shook and disappeared again.
The second burst of purple lightning that followed struck it.
"Ahh——"
Blood spurted out wildly, and Huang Ji staggered to the side, with blood bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and veins popping out on his womanly and handsome face, revealing a fierce look.
The last purple lightning that was swimming in the air suddenly arrived and landed on top of his head.
This time there was no longer any shadow, it hit him solidly, and the whole body was penetrated.
Purple electric light entered from Baihui and surged out. Huang Ji's body was as transparent and bright as glass in an instant. A large amount of dark green mist could be seen spreading around his body with the naked eye.
The whole body is stiff!
At the critical moment, Huang Ji did not panic. He had been dealing with Lingmoss Venom day and night, and he had become extremely familiar with it.
The mental method circulates rapidly, and a large amount of spiritual energy comes out of the Niwan Palace, gradually dispelling toxins.
When the toxins around the eyes were removed and the eyes moved freely again, the old thief saw a scene that shocked him——
The purple clothes are fluttering, and the body is as delicate as electricity;
As graceful as a startled dragon, graceful as a wandering dragon;
The most gorgeous woman came with a frost sword,
Like thunder on the plains, like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves;
Violent, cold, chilling...
The sword rises and the head falls.
Huang Ji——
One sword kills the head!
…
"thump!"
The headless body collapsed.
Mu Zixue passed over the corpse, pointing her sword carefully at the head that fell to the ground, with an extremely solemn look on her beautiful face.
A few purple snowflakes were lingering around, but not completely close to the head. The coldness quickly turned the thing into a white and black ice ball.
Her caution paid off.
Not long after, streams of green smoke emerged from the center of the eyebrows, and gradually solidified a few feet above the head, turning into a piece of sapphire.
The woman reached out and took it into her bag.
Immediately afterwards, black smoke overflowed again, mixed with some black clouds the size of confetti, and the young man's howling laughter could be heard.
Those were the remaining soul fragments of King Lu. Huang Ji kept them, perhaps to hide his identity in the future.
Mu Zixue shook her long sword, dispersing the black fog, and her beautiful eyes continued to stare at the head without blinking.
It wasn't until a cloud of light gray smoke with a faint red light curled up that the woman let out a subtle breath.
When the cloud, which was as big as a watermelon, gradually condensed and slowly took on the shape of a human, Mu Zixue's long sword stabbed out, hitting the center of the cloud.
Immediately, cold air came out through the sword, freezing the clouds into a jelly-like paste in an instant.
An old man shouted angrily from inside:
"What a cruel woman, who are you?"
Mu Zixue smiled, her smile blooming like ice flowers:
"It is said that Huang Jisheng has nine lives and can often be resurrected from the dead. It turns out that it was the soul of Zhuhuang that was refined!"
"How did you know?" The old man was shocked, and then suddenly realized: "Does the soul of the ancestral land belong to you?"
Mu Zixue remained silent and continued to stir up the cold air, freezing the clouds even more solidly.
"Stop, stop!" the old man said in panic.
"Let me live, and I will give you a great opportunity, which guarantees that you will become a god in this life!"
"I, Huang Ji, keep my word!"
"Little girl, don't be ungrateful!"
"Ah, stinky bitch, just wait, one day I will make your life worse than death!"
Mu Zixue turned a deaf ear. In Huang Ji's final roar, she put several restrictions on the cloud that had turned into an ice ball and threw it into the storage ring.
…
The woman's tense nerves finally relaxed.
Three treasures are placed in front of you.
Gray beads, purple emperor bell, sapphire.
Each piece is rare in the world, a treasure that is coveted by the ancestor of the gods.
"I just want the gray beads and the Purple Emperor Bell to be returned to you, and I'll leave the sapphire to you as well." Mu Zixue said softly, turning to look at Yang Zhen's position.
She clearly remembered that Yang Zhen should have been there when she beheaded Huang Ji.
Although there was a green light shooting at the opponent, the stick could block the first time, and it should be able to block the second time.
She and Yang Zhen have known each other for many years, and they know that the other party is definitely not a reckless person. Since he dares to come out to fight, he must be fully confident.
Because of this reassurance, and even more because she was worried that Huang Ji's soul could escape secretly, she didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest, until this moment when she was done.
Suddenly, she froze.
There was no one there.
As far as the eye can see, there is only a set of puppet's clothes.
Yang Zhen, quietly returned to the Bluestone Space?
He knew I was leaving, so he avoided seeing me?
That's fine.
If you don't see me, just don't see me, so as not to make things difficult for each other.
Let's end it like this. See you again in the future.
Mu Zixue breathed a sigh of relief as if she had let go of something on her mind.
However, inexplicably, a burst of pain suddenly appeared in my heart.
So sad.
I want to be alone and quiet.
Why do I still have such emotions when Xue'er's memory is no longer there?
Why is this?
…
The purple figure floated away.
He waved his sleeves and took away only one gray bead.
(End of chapter)
