A cold light appeared from Lu Jiuque's eyes, and she suddenly walked to the mountain of corpses in the distance. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, she raised her hand and held out a tattered scripture.
The moment the scripture appeared, an overwhelming chaos rolled out, like billowing clouds, slowly occupying the entire sky.
When everyone looked at that book, they clearly didn't have any special feeling, but it made their souls freeze with trembling and fear!
What did Lu Jiuque do when he summoned this book? !
Before the answer was revealed, Lu Jiuque endured severe pain and summoned a small silver-white snake!
The little dragon snake slowly wrapped around Lu Jiuque's wrist, and the dark clouds in the sky began to carry a trace of silvery light. Black and white, light and darkness, intertwined and changed in the sky.
In an instant…
It's like the end is coming!
And Lu Jiuque stood in the turbulent place and murmured: "Prajna Sutra, Silver Dragon, don't let go of the souls of the people we killed today."
The pages of the Prajna Sutra were gently turned, and the rustling sound seemed to have an awkward feeling.
The silver dragon climbed up to Lu Jiuque's cheek and rubbed it slightly.
Such an action made Lu Jiuque feel warm in his heart.
No matter how they started and what kind of relationship they had with her, at this moment, Prajna Scripture and Yinlong were clumsily comforting Lu Jiuque in their own way.
Lu Jiuque closed his eyes gently. When he opened them again, although his eyes were still crimson, the chaos and confusion were gone, and the sharp light was restored again.
Raising his hand to let the Prajna Scripture and Silver Dragon go, Lu Jiuque looked back at the crowd and said, "Let's come over to discuss the specific attack strategy!"
Since you don’t want to let anyone go, you must set up a dragnet!
Shen Li and others finally breathed a sigh of relief. Facing Lu Jiuque just now, even if they wanted to comfort him, there was nothing they could do.
Everyone quietly glanced at Di Shifang, and it had to be said that among all of them, the person who knew Lu Jiuque the best was none other than the "Son of God".
Everyone walked to Lu Jiuque's side one after another, but Yi Li and Mei Ke stood beside Di Shifang.
Although the two of them were a little unconvinced, they also knew that it was Di Shifang's words that made Lu Jiuque recover quickly.
"Who do you think it is?" Yi Li lowered his voice and asked, "Related to the Ten Spirit Beasts?"
Mei Ke smiled and curled up his lips and said: "This is not necessarily true. The Ten Spiritual Beasts are a secret that no outsider can know. Maybe it is the person who set the trap in Four Realms City and Lingxu Secret Realm."
The two were discussing, but Di Shifang remained silent for a long time. It was not until the two asked, that Di Shifang said quietly: "No matter who it is, whoever dares to make her sad, I will make him disappear forever." No matter who it is. Which realm.
Afterwards, Di Shifang stared deeply at Lu Jiuque and said nothing.
At this time, Lu Jiuque had regained her composure, and she began to analyze in an orderly manner: "If we want to launch an attack, we should first know who is behind this, how many people are joining forces, and how many other people are there in the Soul Fighting Sect besides Yuan Bei. People have betrayed the sect, so what is their purpose in attacking the sect? Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle!"
Everyone nodded, and finally their eyes fell on Yuan Qinglian, who was paralyzed on the ground and trying to reduce his presence.
Luo Yishan picked up Yuan Qinglian and looked into her eyes. Yuan Qinglian kept blinking at Luo Yishan, trying to arouse the tenderness in his heart...