"Ling Han" quickly turned sideways to put away the jade pendant. His aura was breathtaking. He raised his eyes to look at the altar in the sky and said coldly: "Fragments... fragments... give it to... Jiu... Jiu..."
Di Shifang knew that what the other party was talking about were the fragments he had snatched from the ancient altar.
"You don't need to say it." Di Shifang said coldly. In the end, he endured the ridiculous thoughts in his heart and did not snatch the jade pendant.
He was sure that Lu Jiuque's jade pendant and "Ling Han's" jade pendant were definitely not the same piece.
The difference between the two jade pendants is more than tens of millions of years
If he guessed correctly, the jade pendant in "Ling Han's" hand was cast into an immortal formation, otherwise it would have turned into a wisp of dust between heaven and earth.
Rubbing the silver-white fragments in his hand, Di Shifang suddenly felt a stinging pain that corroded his bones. He forcibly endured the rust-like breath in his chest. Even though he felt bitter in his heart, it didn't show on his face at all.
His strength has regressed too fast. In order to seize this fragment of the altar, his mental strength has been greatly impacted. If it was him before, why would he be so embarrassed like this
Although I don't know what the use of the altar fragment in my hand is, the overwhelming spirit gathering stones all around appeared precisely because of this fragment.
The person who set up this dragnet probably only wanted this altar, right
The Tianchen Temple has been passed down to Yang Pei's generation, and it can be considered completely finished.
Yang Pei didn't know until his death that he had become a pawn in the hands of others. The blood and souls of tens of thousands of masters were not absorbed by the Spirit Gathering Stone, but were just "contaminating" the Spirit Gathering Stone.
Once the degree of "pollution" is enough, the altar protecting the fragments will break, and the people behind the scenes will naturally get what they want.
But they were too naive, because no one expected that there was a guardian like "Ling Han" behind the altar, right
At the last moment, Di Shifang recognized "Ling Han", and "Ling Han" saw Lu Jiuque. By some mistake, the fierce battle between the two was avoided.
"Ling Han" heard Di Shifang's words and breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completed some mission.
He looked at the silver light that was still flickering above him, and finally took a deep look at Lu Jiuque. He put aside his reluctance and attachment, turned around resolutely, and walked stiffly step by step towards the center of the silver-white altar in the air.
"Don't tell...Nine...Nine..."
Although these words were spoken intermittently, Di Shifang still heard the other party's hidden meaning.
He didn't want Lu Jiuque to know his existence. Although it was only for a moment, the look "Ling Han" looked at Lu Jiuque was too firm, too affectionate, and too unrepentant, which made Di Shifang feel very uncomfortable.
This is his little person, his Lu Jiuque. No matter what happens in the future, he will protect her even if he sacrifices his life. There is no need for him, an outsider, to be so pretentious.
He was not prepared to listen to the instructions of this "outsider" because he had already made up his mind. Apart from that matter, he did not want to deceive Lu Jiuque.
Not getting an answer from Di Shifang, "Ling Han" slowly turned around and said firmly: "Don't... say..."
This made Di Shifang a little puzzled, but as "Ling Han" approached step by step, the space in the center of the altar began to be chaotic. The turbulence in the center of the chaos, which was about to tear the void, exuded a strange and indistinguishable force. the breath of…