[Yang Jian] Rebels always want to commit the following crimes!

The Tai Chi Diagram turned into a ray of light and flew to an unknown place.

Jin Ling wanted to stop her, but the battle just now consumed too much energy, not to mention stopping Tiandao, at that time she couldn't even stand still, kneeling on the ground, panting constantly.

Haotian God's voice sounded, constantly urging her: "Quickly, go and see Yaoyao."

Jin Ling: "..."

"Look...Yang Jian."

Jin Ling said so, and did so.

Yang Jian's body was already cold, as hard as a rock.

No celestial being can escape from the attack of heaven, and Yang Jian is the same. Even if Jin Ling gave him all his life skills, he is just a golden fairy, an ant under a saint, and an overconfident man under the heaven.

Jin Ling embraced Yang Jian and gently wiped away the blood on his face. He still looked like the first time he saw him, graceful and graceful, with picturesque features.

There was still a faint breath coming from Yaochi Golden Mother, God Haotian breathed a sigh of relief, and was no longer as nervous as before.

Xu Shi felt Jin Ling's feelings, Haotian God looked at Yang Jian, and said to Jin Ling, "It's not that we can't save him."

"I know."

As long as the soul persists, there is hope for a cure, although this hope is very slim.

Yang Jian was killed by Tiandao, and a person of the same level as Tiandao is Sanqing.

Only with the joint efforts of the three Qings can Yang Jian be rescued.

For his master, Jin Ling is very confident, Master Tongtian will not sit idly by, and Yuanshi Tianzun and Lao Tzu, Jin Ling is a little uncertain.

The relationship between her and Yuanshi Tianzun Laozi is not very good, will Yuanshi Tianzun and Laozi save Yang Jian?

Yang Jian is an outstanding disciple of Jiejiao's sect. If Yang Jian is saved, he is afraid that he will be a big threat to Chanjiao Renjiao on the battlefield of Conferred Gods.

Jin Ling caressed Yang Jian's eyebrows and eyes, and his breathing became lighter and lighter.

She wants to save Yang Jian, no matter what kind of exchange terms Yuanshi Tianzun and Laozi propose, she will accept it.

Yang Jian died for her, she couldn't owe him such a big favor, she had to pay him back.

Big deal, she's on the list of gods.

Anyway, after living for so many years, she has lived enough, whether it is a saint, a golden fairy, Doumu Yuanjun, she recognizes them all.

Too much energy wasted, Jin Ling's vision began to blur, and everything in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

A pair of black combat boots appeared in front of her eyes.

Jin Ling raised his head, Yuanshi Tianzun was wearing a dark red battle armor, the three precious jades were shining with all kinds of brilliance, the purple gold crown tied his hair high, and a little red gold between his eyebrows added a bit of sternness to him.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked down at her.

Like looking at no matter how inconspicuous ant is, contemptuous and disdainful.

Jin Ling lowered his head and shook his body.

Yuanshi Tianzun squatted down, pinched her chin with his slender fingers, forced her to raise her head, and looked directly at her with eyes as deep as a pool.

Jin Ling frowned slightly, reaching out to shake off Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun clamped her chin with great strength, almost crushing her, and his gloomy face was getting closer and closer, like a long-standing thunderbolt.

Jin Ling gasped violently, and said two words through his teeth: "Go away."

"Humph."

Yuanshi Tianzun sneered and shook her chin away.

Jin Ling fell beside Yang Jian, coughing up a large amount of blood.

"Male is not male, female is not female."

Yuanshi Tianzun spit out these few lightly, and Jin Ling pressed his fingers on his chest, adjusting his breath.

The voice of Haotian God sounded: "It's urgent, there is no way."

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced over, and Haotian God glared at him: "If you didn't sit idly by, how could things have developed to this extent?"

"Hongjun disappeared, and your three religions are fighting each other..."

"That's our business."

Yuanshi Tianzun spoke coldly, glanced at the lifeless Yang Jian from the corner of the eye, and said, "I can save him."

Jin Ling quickly said: "What conditions?"

The three-treasure jade Ruyi fell into Yuanshi Tianzun's arms. He rubbed the jade handle, and when he heard Jin Ling's words, he paused his fingers and looked down at Jin Ling.

Jin Ling closed his eyes, but he didn't even look at him.

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes were slightly cold, he held the three precious jade Ruyi tightly with his fingers, and said, "Come to me in three days' time."

Jin Ling's body froze slightly, and he opened his eyes, his cold eyes were full of disbelief, and in just a moment, he regained the solemnity and majesty of the Haotian God.

Haotian God said: "Yuanshi, do you know what you are talking about?"

Yuanshi Tianzun turned around and disappeared in layers of clouds.

Among the auspicious clouds, came his casual voice: "I know."

The consciousness of Jin Ling and Haotian kept switching, their eyes bright and dark, Haotian God gritted his back teeth, and said angrily: "He really dares to say it."

"are you going?"

33 Above the heavy sky, the wind was light and the clouds were calm. Yang Jian lay quietly on the auspicious clouds, as if he had fallen asleep.

Jin Ling lifted him up and pushed away the clouds and mist. Not far away, the leader of Tongtian led all his disciples.

Jin Ling lowered his eyes and said indifferently, "What do you think?"

"He is disgraceful!"

"The sky is gone."

Haotian God shut up.

Master Tongtian came in a hurry, but when he saw Jin Ling's appearance, he couldn't help taking a breath and said, "You..."

Yun Xiao walked out from behind him, supported the crumbling Jin Ling, and said, "Don't say anything, go back to Penglai Island first."

The will that had been holding on all this time was finally defeated when he saw the people of Jiejiao.

Jin Ling fell into Yunxiao's arms.

The dying Xiaotian dog jumped out of Gui Ling's arms, beat around Yang Jian, and whimpered.

Everyone returned to Penglai Pavilion.

Although the Dao of Heaven was broken up by Jin Ling, it did not perish, and the Mandate of Heaven was still under his control.

It's just that it is seriously injured now, and it is hiding in a place to heal its injuries and continue its life.

On Zizhi Cliff, the leader of Tongtian almost smashed the table, and greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of Tiandao with emotion.

Yun Xiao handed over a cup of hot tea at the right time and said, "Master, moisten your mouth."

Master Tongtian drank it in one gulp, pulled the outer shirt on his shoulders, and said, "It's really not worth it!"

Jin Ling and Haotian God merged into one, and Yang Jian's life and death were unknown, and the heart of the Tongtian leader was so distressed that his liver trembled. In his opinion, the life of any disciple under his sect was more precious than the gold of heaven.

Where is it worth losing one's life in order to fight with the heavens?

Yun Xiao hooked her hair with her fingers, lowered her head to think for a while, and said softly: "Junior Sister's body is important."

"Now it's better to find a way to restore her as soon as possible."

Master Tongtian shook his head, without a smile on his brows, and said: "She and Haotian God have the same origin, and they couldn't be more compatible. Now that they are compatible, it is very difficult to separate them."

Gui Ling stood up in a jerk, her eyes widened, and said anxiously: "No matter how difficult it is, we must find a way, we can't let Senior Sister stay like this?"

Yun Xiao took a sip of tea and said, "Sit down."

Although Yunxiao is at the bottom of the ranking, she is well-known in Jiejiao, and her smiling face all day is more like a weapon of hers. Since she opened her mouth, Guiling had no choice but to sit down and muttered in a low voice: "Senior sister What can I do?"

Master Tongtian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold look flashed in his eyes. Yun Xiao put down his teacup, smoothed his sleeves with his fingers, and said in a cool voice, "Preach the Lord's decree, and all disciples under the sect will do their best to search for the whereabouts of Heaven."

"If you find it, don't act rashly."

Yun Xiao raised his eyes and glanced at the leader of Tongtian, then looked away casually, with a faint smile on his lips, and said softly: "I heard people say that the underworld is creating eighteen levels of hell..."

All the disciples in the room shuddered unanimously.

Wen Zhong guarded the sleeping Golden Spirit closely.

He wanted to hold Jin Ling's hand, but the moment he touched the back of Jin Ling's hand, he withdrew his fingers like an electric shock.

Wen Zhong had imagined the scene where he watched Jin Ling fall asleep countless times, but he never thought that Jin Ling fell asleep in front of him in this appearance.

Today's Jin Ling can't be said to be unattractive, with long eyebrows flying slantingly into the temples, phoenix eyes slightly raised, red lips, high and high nose, with a kind of indistinguishable beauty, but it is no longer familiar to Wen Zhong That golden spirit.

Now there are two souls hidden in her slender body, Wen Zhong doesn't know, when she wakes up after a while, when she talks to him, it's his master Jin Ling, or the lofty Haotian.

In the side hall of Jinling Courtyard, Duobao sent the Xuanjing coffin and put the silent Yang Jian in it. Before leaving, he also asked Wen Zhong to remember to take care of Yang Jian's body.

Wen Zhong responded perfunctorily, but he never forgot to look over there, only Yu Yuan, who came over after hearing the news, guarded beside Xuanjing's coffin.

Wen Zhong doesn't like Yang Jian.

I didn't like it from the first sight. As for why I didn't like it, Wen Zhong couldn't tell the reason. After thinking about it carefully, it was probably because when Jin Ling talked to Yang Jian, there was a very faint tenderness in his eyes.

But before, Jin Ling only looked like this when talking to him.

It's just a pity that he and Jin Ling ended up like this.

Wen Zhong lowered his head.

The white hair drooped down, sweeping across Jin Ling's face, itching.

Jin Ling's fingertips moved.

Wen Zhong suddenly raised his head and said happily, "Master?"

The eyelids were a bit heavy, and it took Jin Ling a long time to open his eyes, the consciousness of God Haotian froze, Jin Ling said: "How is the Golden Mother of Yaochi?"

Wen Zhong was slightly startled, the smile disappeared from the corners of his eyes, his eyes turned cold, and he said, "I don't know."

Jin Ling froze when he got up, Wen Zhong said in a bad mood: "Not dead."

God Haotian breathed a sigh of relief.

Jin Ling asked: "How many days have I slept? How is your junior brother?"

After confirming that it was Jin Ling who was in control of his body at this time, Wen Zhong smiled quietly again, stretched out his hand to help Jin Ling, and said warmly: "The third day."

"The third day?"

Jin Ling frowned slightly.

Wen Zhong thought she was worried about Yang Jian, frowned subconsciously, and said: "The master sent the Xuanjing coffin to protect the younger brother's body."

Jin Ling got out of bed, her thin body swayed, her eyes darkened, and her voice was hoarse: "I'm going to Qilin Cliff."

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