Yue Wushuang witnessed Yu Wentao swiping with a gun, and the shadow of the blue shark, under the blessing of the superior bloodline, swept in all directions!
A puppet was severely injured and finally stopped running and was kicked into flight by Yu Wentao.
He kept running, and killed the next group!
Soon, Yu Wentao, who was covered with scars, resolved the battle. Although he was weak, his eyes were calm, with a trace of complacency.
"Hehe... I won, what's the chance?"
At this moment, he felt a warm hand behind him patted his shoulder.
He was taken aback for a moment.
Turning around stiffly, Yu Wentao saw Yue Wushuang.
He was a little sluggish, bowed suddenly, clasped his fists and said: "Lord and mistress, you are here! You are welcome!"
"Hehe..." Looking at Yu Wentao's panicked look, Yue Wushuang thought it was very funny.
She smiled and lifted Yu Wentao up, and whispered softly: "Yu Wentao, where are the stars? What is his harvest here?"
Yu Wentao looked embarrassed, scratching his head, unable to speak.
"This... is okay, but he seems to have been beaten to death, and now he is unconscious."
Yu Wentao was unobtrusive and outspoken.
"Hey! What did you say?" Yue Wushuang's heart trembled, Hua Rong paled!
Yu Wentao quickly explained: "Ahem... Mistress, he, he, he... Actually..."
Yue Wushuang's face was solemn, and she couldn't listen to Yu Wentao's stuttering words, she flew quickly, rushing to the fifth floor at a rapid speed!
Dandan has been held in her arms, crying at this moment, crying for daddy.
"Master Mistress! The Hall Master is actually fine! He is recovering!"
Yu Wentao shouted loudly, but Yue Wushuang had disappeared.
He lowered his head in embarrassment, muttered to himself, and laughed at himself: "Oh... Tsk tsk... Turn around and be known by the lord, he won't kill me, right!"
At this moment, Zhetian Temple, the ninth floor.
Jian Jinghong closed his eyes and concentrated, and in front was the core of the altar of the Temple of Heaven. It was not under the control of the Emperor of Heaven. The Emperor of Heaven was just a remnant soul and had no ability to control it!
Jian Jinghong is meticulous, and is seriously concluding soul marks.
The two seniors had just told her the only way to control the Zhetian Temple.
If you want to succeed, you only have one chance. You must complete the eighty-one soul imprints, prove your talent, and prove your Dao heart within a day.
Along the way, one must have no distractions, and not be affected by the slightest bit of influence.
A small change can make her fall short and suffer from it.
Therefore, at this moment, Wu Yuanzhang and others were all silent, and did not dare to breathe.
They were quiet and waiting silently.
Jian Jinghong has now passed eleven hours and has successfully completed the seventy-six soul imprints. She still has her hole cards in reserve. She is unswerving and sure she can control it.
The last time is also the sprint stage. Wu Yuanzhang and the others are more solemn and silent here.
About to succeed, Jian Jinghong, Taoist heart is clear, and he has entered a state of transcendence and comprehension.
She could hardly hear the outside voice, she was single-minded and looking forward to it.
As long as the talent of Destroying God Eye is confirmed on the altar, she can complete the task.
At this moment, an additional figure appeared on the ninth floor.
Yue Wushuang was anxious and charged up.
Wu Yuanzhang and several people looked at her, their eyes widened, and they were speechless.
Yue Wushuang glanced at them, eagerly looking for Luo Xingchen, but didn't find it at all.
"Where are the stars?" she said concentratingly.
Wu Yuanzhang's face blushed and he couldn't speak.
"Stars—where are you—"
Yue Wushuang cried out with tears in her tears, her voice resounding everywhere!
In her voice, there was a powerful force welling up. She had an ancestral spirit and a source of power. Just a random voice brought great coercion.
In an instant, Jian Jinghong's mind was shocked, his eyes violently opened, his face was pale, and he vomited blood!
"puff-"
Her body was limp and weak, her eyes were cracked, and she fell down with extreme unwillingness, and stared at the roof of the temple blankly, her eyes eager to see through.
Yue Wushuang was also stunned when she saw Jian Jinghong.
Immediately, Wu Yuanzhang and the others, all stiff, inhaled air-conditioning!
"Hi... It's over!"
Wu Yuanzhang curled his lips and shook his head solemnly, feeling extremely depressed.
It fell short, it really fell short!
Jian Jinghong lacked blood, her body became delicate, and the corners of her mouth were dripping with blood. She coughed violently: "Cough...Cough cough...Puff—"
Another mouthful of blood was squirted out by her. This time, it had nothing to do with Yue Wushuang. She was so frustrated that she was almost furious!
Yue Wushuang stared at Jian Jinghong in a daze, opened a small mouth, and muttered, "She, sister Jinghong, what's the matter?"
"Oh... God, you can really catch people! What a sigh! Good boy, now... ahem..."
The Emperor of Heaven looked at Yue Wushuang silently, frowning.
Yue Wushuang found that the gazes that everyone looked at her seemed a little weird.
Yue Wushuang was stared at by so many eyes, and her heart was very confused.
She was holding the pair of jade arms in Dandan, and she trembled slightly at this time.
On the altar, the seventy-six soul imprints that had long been solidified, all shattered, and the sword was shocked like a flower, about to wither.
The tears in the corner of her eyes were so cold to the bone, her expression was a bit resentful and a bit desperate.
There was only one chance, but it was clear to succeed, this chance was ruined by Yue Wushuang!
She, again, failed!
If it is said that the monument to the Evil God Zhenzhen needs strong strength and awe-inspiring righteousness, she will lose if she loses!
However, Zhetian Temple is clearly within reach, but because of a miscalculation, she has lost again!
This defeat, it doesn't matter, her blood and qi were deficient, and she was traumatized! Her Dao Xin was also severely hit once!
She is now weak and unable to move. She clasped her hands tightly, but found that she couldn't hold it anymore, and her palms lost strength.
"Ahem... God, why..."
Jian Jinghong stared at the top of the tower and seemed to see God mocking her!
poor guy!
"I do my best... In order to rejuvenate the Zhongyuan Continent, I trek through the mountains and rivers, running back and forth, I would rather this thing in this life!
The monument to the evil spirits does not belong to me, I don't care, the sword monument of the ancestors does not belong to me, and I don't care, but, can you make me succeed once, even if only once? "
Jian Jinghong cried, but she couldn't cry because of the rain.
She cried silently, feeling sad.
Her delicate body trembled, her aura diminished sharply.
She lost, and she didn't know what she lost to! Could it be that she hit the evil
With a heavy depression in his heart, Wu Yuanzhang released Luo Xingchen's sleeping body, and said to Yue Wushuang: "Madam, the lord is fine, he is quietly recovering from his injuries."
Yue Wushuang looked at Luo Xingchen and stroked his face with a daze.
She looked at Wu Yuanzhang suspiciously, and said: "You guys, why are you all looking at me with this kind of eyes, did I do something wrong? Sister Jinghong, why am I injured?"
Wu Yuanzhang was very bitter, he didn't know how to speak.
Speaking out, I'm afraid that Yue Wushuang will be sad, blame himself, and be miserable.
Yue Wushuang stared at him with cold eyes, and said solemnly: "Wu Yuanzhang, as Luo Xingchen's fiancée, I command you to speak straight!"
Wu Yuanzhang had a calm face and could only answer truthfully.
Yue Wushuang listened to it for a long time, and then he understood vaguely. It turned out that she was the one who killed Jian Jinghong!
Yue Wushuang's pretty face turned pale, shaking her head again and again, tears streaming down her face.
She heartaches, she feels guilty, she blames herself!
Zhetian Temple, this kind of great opportunity is hard to find in the world! Missed it, maybe in a few thousand years, it may not be found in 10,000 years.
With such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Jian Jinghong was about to succeed, but because of her mistake, Jian Jinghong was delayed!
From then on, Zhetian Temple might belong to other people, but she would never have a chance with herself anymore.
Moreover, look at what Jian Jinghong looks like lying on the ground now, he was seriously injured!
Yue Wushuang seemed to smell the danger of dying!
"sister-"
She cried and couldn't control her emotions anymore, rushing towards Jian Jinghong, Shuosuo trembled, and her heart was numb.
She knelt on the ground, curled up, unspeakable.
She could only apologize hard, and kept murmured: "Sister... um... I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It's my fault! It's my fault!"
She cried sadly and uncomfortably.
She didn't know how to make up for it. This kind of thing was tricked by God and wanted to remedy it. After listening to Wu Yuanzhang's words, she found it difficult!
Before, the Heavenly Formation Emperor had made three orders and five orders to subdue the Palace of Heaven, like an arrow on the string. If it is retracted suddenly, it will affect Dao Xin, affect physical fitness, and immediately change the future.
Sure enough, Jian Jinghong's body, the psychic sword body, was collapsing.
Her physique is getting weaker and weaker.
She seems to be retreating towards a mortal, her blood is melting!
The imperial bloodline that was originally proud of, is one of the few in the spirit world.
But now, this bloodline, looming, almost disappeared.
Zhetian Temple, when the Heavenly Array Emperor refined it, he experienced several calamities, and numerous thunders and fines were punished!
The Heavenly Array Emperor spent thousands of years, exhausting all his life's efforts to refine it. On that day, fortunately, the other eight of the Nine Patriarchs were saved, otherwise the Heavenly Array Emperor would die!
This Zhetian Temple, its defensive power is enough to counter the strongest attack of the Great Sage level!
It is very difficult for the half-step true god to break through it!
And once you control the Temple of Heaven, you will have an immortal hole card in the future. Using the inscriptions in this temple, you can quickly repair the injury, as long as no one can destroy the temple, she can make a comeback.
Therefore, Jian Jinghong attaches great importance to the Palace of Heaven, and cherishes this opportunity very much.
This is a magic weapon for her to conquer the world in the future, and a magic weapon for her to rise quickly.
She worked hard, she was about to succeed, she failed!
Jian Jinghong hovered on the edge of life and death, dying.
She may not care about the possibility of failure, but the consequences after failure are so serious that she unexpectedly, her divine body, her bloodline, seem to be gone!
How can she not be decadent? From now on, how will she be different from the waste? What else can she do
The Heavenly Array Emperor and Master Puppet are dead, and they can't save her!
In the whole world, except for the half-step True God, he can barely rise from the dead, but it must be within a hundred years!
But what does Half-Step True God have to do with her? To save her, there is a price to pay. That price is too great, who is willing
Jian Jinghong felt that she seemed to be on a dead end, a dead end!
Yue Wushuang burst into tears, bleak and bleak, but to no avail, she was just worried about Luo Xingchen, she just didn't understand the situation! But it was wrong, and Jian Jinghong was killed, and she had nothing to say!
Jian Jinghong is of great significance to Yue Wushuang.
A few years ago, Yue Wushuang felt that Jian Jinghong was the right candidate for Luo Xingchen, and when she compared Jian Jinghong, she would be very inferior.
Jian Jinghong gave a lot of help on Luo Xingchen’s growth. She saved Luo Xingchen’s life. She told Luo Xingchen how to control the Evil God Monument. She and Luo Xingchen fought side by side, and Luo Xingchen regarded her as relatives. sister.
Yue Wushuang loves Luo stars so much, loves Wu and Wu, how can she not feel heartache
But what's the use of heartache
The big mistake has been made. Within a hundred years, the half-step true god, or the nosy, kind-hearted half-step true god!
There are only more than twenty half-step true gods in the spirit world.
Each of them is hidden from the world, incompetent with the world, it is difficult to find them.
In a hundred years, there is no half-step true god, Jian Jinghong's physique, blood, there is no cure in this life!
She will die!
Yue Wushuang was ashamed and almost committed suicide.
She didn't know what to think when Luo Xingchen came out and knew about it.
She didn't know how much Jian Jinghong hated her!
Yue Wushuang felt cold all over, her eyes were gloomy, her mood was out of control, and she was extremely depressed.
Jian Jinghong didn't cough anymore, her eyes closed quietly, and her vitality gradually disappeared...
"God, you didn't let me have a chance to succeed. Thank you. I'm free. I don't have to bear this kind of burden anymore. Xingchen, my good brother, Blue Wind Continent, my brothers and sisters, goodbye..."
"Ugh… "
The Heavenly Array Emperor and Puppet Grand Master closed their eyes, unable to bear to look directly.
He shook his head, knowing that Jian Jinghong was dying!
Originally it was not so fast, but how this incident hit Jian Jinghong too much, she had lost too much, and her heart was ashamed! She insists on going to Huangquan, who can bring her back—