Abandoned Immortals

The guardian formation collapsed, Yun Jingming's face changed drastically, and he wanted to withdraw and retreat, but Que Qingyun firmly clamped his wrist, not giving him a chance to break free.

Yu Lian's spiritual consciousness spread all over the back mountain of the Yinhun sect, and the power that suppressed the soul skeletons rapidly weakened. Several masters of the Yinhun sect around the altar felt suffocated, and the black mist engulfed their bodies. Activated, the consciousness will be scattered with the wind.

Without the influence of the formation, Yu Lian's heart turned into a killing god, and no one who got close to him was a match for him.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Yun Jingming jumped over the wall in a panic and even broke his own arm to get away from Que Qingyun's grasp. He swept tens of feet away, burned the blood in his body, and fled desperately.

Que Qingyun was seriously injured, and after being pushed away by Yun Jingming forcefully, he staggered back a few steps, unable to catch up with him.

Seeing that Yun Jingming flew hundreds of feet away, and his figure was about to disappear into the mountains, suddenly, several green and black vines burst out from under his feet, wrapping around his ankles like lightning, and before he could break free, there were new ones. Green vines grew quickly, locking his throat and restraining his torso.

The sharp thorns on the skin of the ivy scratched his clothes, gradually tightened, and pierced into the flesh, stained with blood.

Ben was severely injured in the fight with Que Qingyun, and after the time limit for his blood burning, Yun Jingming was on the verge of death after being captured, and there was no room for him to resist.

The soul skeleton of Jingxu sealed Yun Jingming's big acupoints all over his body, and the entangled ivy rolled him back to the altar.

The masters of Yinhunzong were killed and wounded, and there are still a few who can breathe. Right now, they can only watch their suzerain being tied up like a dead dog, without the demeanor of the past.

Yu Lian walked slowly towards the suzerain of the soul-inducing sect, and the green vines bound him tightly.

She flipped her wrist, took out a dagger with a blade half a foot long, and deftly picked off his tendons and hamstrings without saying a word.

Yun Jingming grunted in his throat, his limbs twitched, his forehead was so painful that blue veins popped out, his face was hideous and distorted, but he gritted his teeth and did not yell out.

Yu Lian looked at him coldly, then walked around behind the man, and stabbed each joint along the spine.

This kind of pain was unbearable even for Yun Jingming, and he finally couldn't help moaning when it pierced the seventh vertebra.

"Killing is nothing more than nodding." Yun Jingming gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, "If you want to kill, then kill. Since the winner is king, I have nothing to say today."

"Oh." Yu Lian sneered, and then stabbed the knife again without changing his expression, "Can you die if you want to? How can it be so easy?"

Yun Jingming's shoulders and back spasmed in pain, and the veins on his neck were like knotted vines.

"I don't care about how many unreasonable things Yinhunzong has done. I can understand if you want to capture me or kill me." Yu Lian's tone was calm, as if she was chatting with her.

"But..." She suddenly approached Yun Jingming, changed the topic, and forced her voice into a line, "If you hurt my teacher, even if you are cut into pieces and smashed into pieces, it will still be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart!"

Before he could finish speaking, two knives pierced Yun Jingming's spine one after another, and the latter's throat was full of tragic wailing, and his muscles and bones shrank into a ball.

Yun Jingming couldn't bear the humiliation, he wanted to die urgently, he struggled to catch his breath, and said again: "But if you delay here, you are not afraid... the emperor was killed by the Dongming clan, is his body cold?"

Yu Lian smiled heartily, hehehehahaha didn't care: "If he dies, he will die. At worst, I will collect his body for him."

Dong Mingle is going to kill the monarch, is it possible that they can save him in time now?

The general trend of the world, the rise and fall of a country, is of no importance to her.

She gouged out the sword wound between Yun Jingming's chest and abdomen, pulled out the broken and bloody heart, tied it on the dagger and held it in front of Yun Jingming's eyes. The corner of her mouth curled up, revealing a treacherous smile.

"You..." Yun Jingming was at a loss for words, and raised his eyes to meet Shang Yulian's cold-blooded and heartless eyes, only then did he feel really scared.

Yu Lian wished that his life would be better than death, but he could not.

He didn't know where the strength came from, and he started to struggle again, and the green vines tied to his arms were torn off by his strength.

He broke through the forbidden acupoint in an instant, the aura in his body rose wildly, his eyes protruded, and his body swelled, looking like he was about to explode.

Yu Lian's heart sank, and she sneered, "Don't even think about it!"

Several green vines pierced Yun Jingming's body, trying to tear his body apart before he blew himself up.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes, and several cold and sharp sword lights roared towards him. With a few swipes, Yun Jingming was cut into several sections, and even the green vines bound outside his body suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

The broken limbs and remains were scattered all over the ground, but Yu Lian hid quickly, preventing the blood from splashing on her face.

Not far away, Que Qingyun stood holding the sword, shook off the blood stained on the sword tip, put the sword back into its sheath, and said to Yu Lian: "This matter is over, take Miss Yun and go back to the palace."

Yu Lian pursed her lips, she didn't enjoy herself to the fullest, but seeing the mess all over the floor, she no longer had the interest to torment others.

Taotie and Jingxu devoured Yun Jingming's soul, glanced sideways, and the faces of the masters of the Soul-inducing sect around them were all pale, let alone attacking at this time, they only begged Yu Lianxin to show mercy and let them live .

Qingteng slowly retracted to the ground, Yu Lian quickly walked to Que Qingyun's side, and raised her voice to ask: "How is the injury, Master?"

The two overlapping palm prints were clearly printed on Que Qingyun's plain clothes, and he was shocked to see it.

"It's okay to be a teacher." Que Qingyun shook her head and didn't talk to Yu Lian in detail, but her slightly frowning brows and the movement of swallowing the blood surging from her throat did not escape Yu Lian's sight.

Yu Lian snorted, raised her eyebrows and looked at Que Qingyun coldly, and said in a dull tone: "Master likes to be brave as always, and he doesn't want to tell the truth. If this is the case, the disciple's concern seems superfluous."

This little disciple has a weird temper, and his thinking is easy for ordinary people. He was fine just now, but now he was angry again without saying a few words. Que Qingyun felt helpless, paused for a while, and Fang tried to persuade him: "As a teacher... I don't want you to worry."

"But the master refrained from saying anything, causing the disciple to think wildly and guess wildly for a while, wouldn't he be more worried?" Yu Lian no longer evaded the edge, Que Qingyun said one sentence, she could contradict ten sentences, aggressive and confident.

Que Qingyun's brows were clear and gentle, and he looked at him for a moment, then smiled suddenly: "Is it my teacher? When things are calm today, how about Lianxin take care of my teacher's injuries?"

Yu Lian also pursed her lips and smiled when she heard the words, her expression was charming, and she did not hesitate to praise: "Master is really obedient, and this disciple is very excited again."

Peaceful eyes glanced at Yu Lian's face, Que Qingyun was noncommittal: "You'd better tell the truth."

"The disciple never lies to the master." Yu Lian approached with a smile on his face, and put his head on Que Qingyun's shoulder, "The disciple is sincere to the master, the world can learn from it, and the sun and the moon can show it."

Que Qingyun patted her face: "Slick tongue."

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There was chaos in the palace, Yan Chengyue waited outside Qiankun Palace for a long time, but never heard a sound from the palace.

Yan Chengyue was worried that Dongming would deceive him, and he hadn't been invited by the monarch for half an hour. He couldn't wait any longer, so he repelled the guards of Dongming's guards and rushed back to Qiankun Palace.

However, Dong Mingle was nowhere to be seen in the hall. Yan Wenyu was sitting on the wheelchair with her head drooping and her breath weak.

Yan Chengyue's heart skipped a beat, his face changed drastically, he quickly stepped forward, and felt Yan Wenyu's neck veins, the pulse was stable, there was no danger of his life, but he was in a coma.

It was just a false alarm, Yan Chengyue let out a long sigh of relief, but at the same time he was extremely furious, where did the demon girl from the Dongming clan go?

At the same time, in a dense forest on the outskirts of the palace, the master and apprentice Que Qingyun who hurried back happened to meet Dong Mingle who had retreated from the palace. It might be inappropriate to say that the coincidence was because Dong Mingle was here specially waiting for them.

Yu Lianxin was the first to notice the movement in the forest, and Que Qingyun stopped, and then saw a towering ancient tree walking out of a seat of Tsing Yi.

Dong Mingle gaited gracefully, with a gentle posture, Chao Yu and Xin smiled, "Sister Lianxin, I haven't seen you for a few days, don't come here and you will be fine."

Que Qingyun raised his eyes, took a half step forward, and shielded Yu Lian's heart behind him. His cold eyes slashed at Dong Mingle's face like a knife, and interrupted politely: "People of the Dongming clan are used to thicker skins than city walls. , Que has learned a lot today."

Dong Mingle looked surprised as if he saw Que Qingyun just now: "Why did Sect Master Que say that?"

Que Qingyun had a stern face, with an air of keeping strangers away, he snorted coldly, and stopped responding.

It was rare for Yu Lian to see Que Qingyun like this, the corners of her lips were raised with interest, and she wanted to hear some more arguments between Master and Dong Mingle, but Que Qingyun's nature was hard to change, so she just said this and stopped talking.

She was very boring, but she couldn't let Dong Mingle use her tongue, so she interrupted the other party's questioning: "Sister Le said last time that we met this time, and you and I should be enemies. I think Sister Le came here today. , Since that is the case, why bother talking, why not use punches and kicks to compete!"

But Dong Mingle was amused by Yu Lianxin's words, and her voice was like a silver bell: "Sister Lianxin is so aggressive, and she didn't lose her stubbornness after reincarnation. It's really interesting."

The coldness in Que Qingyun's eyes was even worse, and suddenly he slashed his sword across the air, and the sword energy swept across Dong Mingle's shoulder, leaving an inch-deep dent on the tree trunk beside him.

Dong Mingle was surprised and had to turn his head to look at Que Qingyun.

The woman in the cold white clothes held up her saber, pointing the tip of the sword at her nose: "Use whatever means you can, Dong Mingle, I, the master and the apprentice, will accompany you to the end."

Dong Mingle was stunned at first, and then laughed loudly: "Unexpectedly, the majestic Sect Master Tianxuan has such a strong heart of jealousy."

After saying that, her expression changed, her voice sank, and she said with a sneer, "Then you might as well see if there is anything else under the palm print that made your heart burn."

Que Qingyun frowned slightly, and Yu Lian's expression changed in shock.

She pulled Que Qingyun's shoulder involuntarily, and saw wisps of black air seeping out from Que Qingyun's skirt.

The green vines jumped up into the sky, and rolled towards Dongmingle like a huge wave, but the latter jumped into the air and sank into the treetops, leaving only a burst of clear laughter floating away.

"Sister Lianxin, don't worry, Le is waiting for you at the Moonwatching Pavilion in Xiangshan."

The author has something to say: There will be a second update tonight!