"As long as the disciple is here, no one can harm the master!" Jiang Lijiu's slender figure stood motionless in front of him, and his words were loud and clear.

Even if the other party is a level higher than her, Xie Sui still refuses to give in even an inch!

The stars in Shen Yujin's ink eyes suddenly shattered, and she was stunned on the spot, unable to recover for a long time.

At this moment, Jiang Lijiu flew up lightly, Ji Xue drew a strange arc, and the cold sword energy became the wind, pointing directly at Xiu Niang's Dantian and Lingtai!

These two places are fatal weaknesses for both monks and demon cultivators. The former is where spiritual power gathers, and the latter is where the soul rests.

"Clang clang..."

The clash of sword blades and ghost claws was deafening.

Within a moment, the roof of the palace fell, and everything around it was swept into ashes.

Jiang Li's nine cultivation levels couldn't be compared, so he used the ruthless and tricky fighting style of his previous life and his eccentric fighting style.

For a time, even the embroidered lady in the infant stage did not dare to face its sharp edge.

She flew out upside down and stood on the broken stone pillar, her eyes narrowed slightly, "I didn't expect that the girl is very experienced in swordsmanship at such a young age."

Speaking of this, the corner of her lips curled up with a hint of amusement, and she looked at Shen Yujin, "Young master, this sister's swordsmanship can't be perfected without decades of fighting and killing."

The meaning is obvious. A cultivator cannot tell his age by his appearance, but his bone age cannot lie.

Before entering the Immortal Sect, not only the spiritual root level is detected, but also the growth ring stone is used to test the bone age. The better the spiritual root level and the younger the age, the better.

And the ghost cultivator Xiu Niang, who has been practicing with human vitality all year round, naturally has a pair of vicious eyes.

You can tell your true age at a glance.

That's right, in terms of her state of mind and vision, she shouldn't be so abnormal.

Think of this...

Jiang Lijiu's heart suddenly jumped.

She was afraid that Xiu Niang's words would make Shen Yujin doubt herself.

Normally, in such a situation, one would be dragged to the stand to receive the soul-eating whip.

The person who took the body will never come out alive. Even a good person, if his soul is seriously injured, will be treated with elixirs given by the executioner to apologize, and he will have to lie down for ten days and a half.

She is not afraid of these.

After returning from rebirth, she was afraid that her master would not trust her!

If you don’t have faith, you will have a long road ahead. How will you feel as you go on?

"Xiao Jiu'er, calm down and concentrate, don't listen to her instigation." Shen Yujin's clear and mellow voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Jiang Lijiu suddenly raised his head.

I saw that the woman's extremely sharp nails were about to scratch her face!

She flipped gracefully and flew backwards, narrowly avoiding this attack. "It turns out to be a soul-possession spell."

This technique evokes the most fearful things in people's hearts.

However, she suddenly realized that what she feared most was losing Shen Yujin.

A hundred years ago in her previous life, she regarded Shen Yujin as her salvation, an existence that could not be taken away by others.

It’s a possession you can’t let go of!

this moment.

The cold and lukewarm heart seems to have dispersed the vast fog, and something is clearer.

"Huh~"

The embroiderer smiled, but a look of fear flashed deep in her eyes.

She twisted her waist and sat back on the palace chair that was intact in the dust, and the corners of her lips curled up, "The slave family is a big level above you.

The soul-obsessing technique she used could not be controlled in the blink of an eye, which showed that the girl's spirit was so powerful that it was impossible for her to be a teenage girl.

I don’t know which senior will be reborn, maybe the junior can be an old acquaintance. "

Jiang Lijiu subconsciously turned his head, only to see Shen Yujin's eyes looking at him quietly, his lips quivering as he uttered, "Don't be afraid, I believe in you, master."

She pursed her lips and smiled.

This sentence is enough!

The three words "distrust" probably refer to the inner demons of being abandoned by the world like a pair of shoes in the past life and falling into eternal catastrophe.

Now, as long as he is around, nothing is scary anymore!

That moment.

There was a "rumbling" sound of thunder from the sky.

"how can that be?"

The embroiderer followed the sound and looked to the sky above the roof that was lifted by the sword energy.

The lightning was densely intertwined, the thunder light flickered on and off, and the tribulation thunder ripped through the barriers of the Yin and Yang world.

She looked down at the girl in a white dress like snow with a horrified look on her face, "As a cultivator, you can actually lead Thunder Tribulation to the underworld?"

"In hundreds of thousands of years, there has never been such a record." After saying that, she looked at Shen Yujin with confusion in her eyes, "Did you do something?"

Just one sentence: "I believe in you as a teacher."

Maybe there is a secret hidden in it that no one knows about?

No time to think about it.

The calamity thunder that wanted to destroy everything was pressed hard.

It didn't take long for this Yin realm to be cultivated, so it couldn't bear it at all.

He is also a ghost cultivator, unable to reach the realm of yin and yang, unable to see the sky, let alone be struck by lightning.

Thinking of this, she didn't care about anything, turned around and was about to escape from this place, leaving behind a sentence, "Little girl, my sister will take note of the revenge of ruining my ghost house today. If we meet again someday, I will take your life!"

"stop!"

Jiang Li waved his sleeves, interrupting his escape spell.

She walked forward slowly, her voice as cold as ice, "There is no need to choose another auspicious time, why not accompany me to survive today."

After saying that, the Snow Sacrifice Sword returned to his hand with a swipe.

The pressure of heaven is pouring down.

The embroiderer jumped up to a high place and was suddenly hit by a thunderbolt.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and flashed a faint green light, "Little girl, you forced me to do this!"

Sooner or later, she waved the sleeves of her bloody robe, and black energy surged out instantly, condensing into circles of dark ghost marks behind her.

"what……"

"Ghost King, spare your life!"

"Don't~"

A cry for mercy came from a distance.

Jiang Lijiu's eyes turned slightly, and he didn't know when there were guards standing in the darkness below the attic.

At this moment, the evil spirit from their bodies was being stripped away continuously, and their ghost bodies withered and turned into dust at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There are more and more lines on the ghost mark behind the embroiderer, rising from seven to twelve.

If it is not stopped, she will rise from the infant stage to the solid state.

Killing her then would be wishful thinking!

Jiang Lijiu frowned.

He looked back deeply and met Shen Yujin's worried eyes.

"Master, please promise me something."

"Well, you said."

"No matter what happens, you are not allowed to take a step outside the protective formation."

"Little Jiuer..."

As soon as Shen Yujin opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Jiang Lijiu, "Master, please promise me."

"Okay, I'll take care of you as a teacher."

She didn't look back, so she missed his hesitant expression.

"My disciple will definitely protect the master. When Xiu Niang dies, you will be safe."

Hearing this, Shen Yujin's eyes moved slightly.

The embroiderer laughed sarcastically, "Little girl, if you succeed in condensation, you will die, and he can only become my king's ghost slave, unable to survive or die, and there will be no reincarnation."

"Then try it!"

Jiang Lijiu took out the soul-calling flag he had obtained before from the Najie and offered it as a sacrifice.

Immediately, the spiritual power turned into a blade and swiped across the middle finger, forcing out a drop of heart blood, the red lips opened slightly, and said word by word, "I order the Nine Netherworlds to go up to the sky, know all the ghosts, listen to my orders, come quickly!"

Instantly, a cold air filled the air.

The evil aura of the hundreds of ghosts stagnated for a moment, and suddenly they rushed forward and got into the black flag.

The embroiderer's improvement in cultivation was forcibly interrupted and she was seriously injured. Her eyes were full of disbelief, "You... who are you, why are you a ghost..."

Before the word "forbidden technique" could be uttered, Jiang Lijiu swooped over amid the thunder and lightning, took out her ghost baby and offered it as a sacrifice banner with her bare hands.

"Rumble..."

The Nascent Soul Stage Thunder Tribulation struck down hard.

pain……

All the bones in the body were shattered!

She lay on the ground, raised her head with difficulty, and saw a pair of snow shoes with dark patterns outlining pear blossoms standing in front of her.

So he raised his head and saw the rain pouring down on his head. His blurry eyes stared at the clear outline of the paper umbrella, and he spoke with difficulty, "Master, my disciple used the forbidden technique of the ghost clan, but I am not a ghost clan, and I don't know how to do it." Harm you."

"Don't...don't be afraid of me!" When she fainted, she stretched out her hand and firmly grasped the visitor's sleeves, as if grasping a glimmer of life...

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