The fire stream scoured the ground and the roof of the hall, the hard ground began to explode, the vitality of the roof of the hall began to dissipate, and then began to burn.
Yuan Wu sensed what was about to happen, he wanted to prevent such a thing from happening, wanted to kill Jing Liuli who was still in the temple at this time, but he couldn't do it at all.
What he needs to consider most is his life and death.
A raging killing intent lingered in the spark.
The spark that Zheng Xiu had left in his body was now flying around him, more fierce than ever.
At this time, it was Jing Liuli's killing intent that pierced his sea of consciousness more directly.
He finally understood that this girl who was recognized by Changling as the number one talent in cultivation would never change her mind just because of what others thought.
If she had the chance to kill herself at this time, she would never hesitate in the slightest.
Joruri also thought so.
She knew that killing Yuan Wu would remove the last obstacle to the unification of the world, save a lot of time, and save a lot of trouble.
So at this time, she didn't think about Ding Ning's sword order at all, and she didn't think about Ding Ning's fight with Yuan Wu at all. She wanted to try to kill Yuan Wu directly.
In the lingering sparks, she slowly stood up.
Infinite fear welled up in Yuan Wu's eyes.
After Ding Ning, he finally had another existence that truly filled him with fear.
His body was hunched in the sparks, and the water in his flesh and blood had evaporated a lot, making him look extremely dry, but at this moment, he finally squeezed out his last ounce of strength, and thought of the only way to save himself possible.
There was a loud bang.
A wall behind his dragon chair shattered.
A lifeless figure rushed into the flames.
This is Huang Zhenwei.
Or the dead Huang Zhenwei.
Huang Zhenwei's body fell in front of him, and then a sword intent was generated, piercing through the sea of flames, and fell towards Jing Liuli who had already moved forward.
Jing Liuli frowned deeply, stretched out her hand and drew it forward.
Most of the sparks in the hall were drawn at this moment and turned into countless sharp fire swords, constantly sprinting at Huang Zhenwei's oncoming sword.
There was another loud muffled sound in the bedroom where the vitality was already in chaos.
Jing Liuli gushed out another mouthful of blood between her tightly pursed lips, her body smashed into the door behind her, and with the gushing air flow, she continued to spin backwards.
Huang Zhenwei's feet plowed the ground, and he had already held Yuan Wu who was about to fall with one hand, but he still couldn't stop the retreat.
The ground under his feet continued to explode, and the whole person, including Yuan Wu, was blasted out of this bedroom, and exited from the place where he broke the wall.
The moment his figure exited the bedroom, the bedroom that had already been burning everywhere under the torment of the sparks collapsed, sending debris flying everywhere.
A flame that was hard to extinguish was burning on the rubble, like the flames from a volcanic eruption that fell into every part of this new and gorgeous palace under Lishan Mountain.
Everywhere there was a flame, everywhere it burned.
Many places on Huang Zhenwei's body also burned, and the flames scorched his body, giving off a stinky smell of barbecue.
Countless exclamations and piercing sounds resounded in the palace.
Many practitioners fell down.
But when they saw Huang Zhenwei and the nearly unconscious Yuan Wu held by Huang Zhenwei, their bodies couldn't help shaking violently. Their hearts were filled with panic and confusion. They didn't know whether to fight the fire immediately or what to do.
Joruri fell from the sky.
After flying hundreds of feet backwards, she couldn't control her figure when she landed, and fell to the ground slumped, covered in blood.
A dozen practitioners from this palace landed not far from her body, and there were many sword lights swimming in this space. At this time, these practitioners should have the ability to kill her.
However, no one made a move.
A young practitioner was closer to the grounded Joruri than they were.
This young practitioner was wearing ordinary cloth, but he carried many swords on his back, and the firelight clearly illuminated his resolute and delicate face.
This made these practitioners easily recognize his identity.
He is Dugu Bai.
If it is just a son of a princely family, even if they don't know what happened now, these practitioners in the palace will definitely not let him and Jing Liuli leave easily.
However, when these practitioners were in a daze, a middle-aged man coughed softly, then nodded to them the moment they looked over, and shook his head again.
That man was not Duguhou, but he was another prince among the thirteen princes of the Great Qin Dynasty.
And all these practitioners understood what the prince wanted to express at this moment.
Nodding was a salute for someone of high status like him, while shaking the head was to signal them not to intervene and let Dugu Bai and Jing Liuli leave.
As a result, the sword light of these practitioners flying in this space hangs down weakly, dimming the color.
These practitioners have confirmed a rumor.
The remaining princes in Changling City have already acquiesced to the conditions of Bashan Sword Field.
Several carriages were waiting for Dugu Bai and Jing Liuli outside Efang Palace.
One of the carriages was huge and arrogant, as big as a house.
This carriage originally belonged to the Changling Palace and should have been used by Yuan Wu.
However, when Dugu Bai helped Jing Liuli into the carriage, Jing Liuli saw many familiar faces.
Not only Qing Yaoyin was waiting to help her heal, but also Baili Suxue, Ding Ning, and even Xie Changsheng were waiting for her in this carriage.
Jing Liuli glanced at Xie Changsheng first.
Xie Changsheng immediately understood what she meant, couldn't help but put on a straight face, and snorted coldly: "Don't think I'm not qualified to sit here and wait for you, don't think that you are the only one who contributed the most to promoting these things, what I did There are many things that you can't imagine how powerful it is."
Listening to his words, Jing Liuli really thought about it seriously, then nodded, "That's true."
Xie Changsheng's expression softened immediately, "Of course I want to watch something like this happen today."
But he never expected that Jing Liuli would suddenly say something indifferently, "But I heard people say that you are bragging, that you might impress me, maybe you might make me fall in love with you ?”
Xie Changsheng's face was slightly red, and he was extremely embarrassed, but he was thick-skinned and sneered heavily, "Is there any, even if there is, it is because I was young and ignorant before, and I have never seen the world."
"Well done." Dangjing Liuli ignored him and saluted Baili Suxue. Baili Suxue returned the salute seriously and said something softly.
"Is that why you trust me? Don't you think I might join forces with Yuan Wu to deal with you?" Jing Liuli said, turning her head to look at the smiling Ding Ning.
"Only the weak will give in, but the most important thing is, even if you really team up with Yuan Wu, I don't think you may be able to deal with me." Ding Ning smiled.
"When I killed Li Sihe and dealt with Yuan Wu, I actually borrowed the hands of Zheng Xiu. If there are people I admire in the world, Zheng Xiu can be counted as one of them. He helped me burn down this palace and make the sparks more prosperous. I know you can do it." Jing Liuli said this to Ding Ning when she relaxed completely and closed her eyes to accept Qing Yaoyin's medicine.