Ji Mingyu grabbed with one hand, and powerful spiritual power suddenly spread in the room.
Zi Xin and Zi Yin let out a shrill scream and then died instantly.
Jun Mulan's eyes suddenly widened, full of disbelief.
The next moment, Ji Mingyu came to her, grabbed her neck and tightened his grip suddenly, "I promised Jun Linxi that I would take good care of you, but the premise is that you will not hurt Xier."
"Even if I can't kill you because you are Jun Linxi's adopted daughter, do you think I really have no way to deal with you? Since you like the position of Saint so much and are afraid that the position of Saint will be snatched away by Xi Yue, do you believe it or not? I can shackle you in this small place for the rest of your life and you can't leave even a single step!"
As he spoke, a black halo condensed in Ji Mingyu's hand and moved towards Jun Mulan's body.
As long as this halo falls, Jun Mulan and the Holy Maiden Palace will form some kind of contract.
From then on, Jun Mulan could only stay in the Holy Maiden Palace and could not take a single step out.
As long as she takes one step, she will feel burning inside and suffer unbearable pain. The farther away she is, the more severe the pain will be, until she dies!
There was obvious fear in Jun Mulan's eyes.
She wants the position of a saint.
But she enjoyed the vanity and power that the position of saint brought her.
He is qualified to be on par with his elder brother and worthy of him.
If she obtains the position of a saint, but can only be trapped in the Saint's Temple for the rest of her life, then what is the difference between her and those humble saints who offer sacrifices to the spirits
Jun Mulan opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but her throat only made a crackling sound.
Just when she was completely desperate, a red light descended from the sky.
The red light was like a sharp saw tooth, instantly cutting through the black cage.
A blood-red sleeve fell from the sky, floating down, revealing a handsome and charming face.
Ji Mingyu's pupils shrank slightly, "Wei Zixi!"
"Cough cough cough!" Jun Mulan fell to her knees, her face covered in snot and tears. She looked extremely miserable, but she had survived a disaster.
Wei Zixi chuckled and said, “Ji Mingyu, after all, this is your little sister whom you have loved for thousands of years. How can you forget your old love when you have a new one and be so ruthless? Is this okay?”
Ji Mingyu raised his hand, a dragon roar was heard in the room, and the Dragon Sealing Sword appeared in his hand.
"If you want to fight, then fight. Stop talking nonsense! Do you think you can stop me?"
The curve of Wei Zixi's mouth deepened, and his radiant peach blossom eyes were deep, as if they were a bottomless abyss. "Now that your cultivation level is higher than mine, I really don't dare to fight you."
Although he was clearly saying words of weakness, Ji Mingyu felt his heart skip a beat, as if he had a bad premonition.
During this period, Wei Zixi has been very quiet.
The silence was eerie, making him feel inexplicably uneasy.
Jun Mulan also came to her senses at this time. She crawled to Wei Zixi's feet and cried, "High Priest, my brother was bewitched by Xi Yue, the witch. Now he has lost his mind and wants to kill even a saint like me. You must help me!"
Wei Zixi lowered his head and looked down at Jun Mulan, a cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
However, the colder his eyes became, the softer his smile became. "Saintess, please rest assured. The Spirit Praying Ceremony will be held in three days. Your ability to pray for and create spirits is indispensable at the Spirit Praying Ceremony. If the Lord of Hell kills you or imprisoned you, the loss of the God's Domain would be great. Don't you think so?" (To be continued)