Jade Emperor Order of the Nine Soul Coffin

In the dark sky prison, Murongge sat solemnly, slowly opened his eyes, feeling a little worried about Zixuan, since he was imprisoned here, he disappeared.

At this time, the sound of footsteps was approaching, and someone came from the darkness.

"Brother Huang, how does it feel to be in prison today?" Murongge closed his newly opened eyes again, the best way is not to see people who don't like to see him.

Murong Jing sighed softly, "Oh, it's a pity that I, Dayan, a generation of God of War, actually colluded with the enemy country, intending to rebel." Murong Ge was still speechless.

Murong Jing's face turned cold, "Hmph, you are now a traitor that everyone despises, what right do you have to fight with me?" Murong Ge sneered, and finally opened his mouth, but his face turned pale with anger, "You are not worthy!" "

But Murong Jing suddenly smiled, and asked strangely, "Where's your inseparable Zi Xuan?" Murong Ge's expression softened a little, as if he had found a breakthrough, he continued, "I think he sees you being imprisoned in the sky prison. The thing should be to go to the father and force him to let you go, right?"

Murongge finally opened his eyes, and looked at him coldly, like looking at a monkey.

Murong Jing was stimulated to the verge of explosion by the disdain in his eyes, he laughed loudly and said, "I forgot to tell you, the uncle of the owner of Tianlei Valley is already waiting for him in the palace. After leaving the test, I don’t know what will happen if his old man’s innate nine-level skill meets your little guy?"

Murong Ge Teng's complexion changed, and the resentment on his body sensed his abnormal movement, and scattered out one after another, surrounding him, his eyes were red, and a black flame pattern gradually appeared on his forehead, like hellfire.

"Murong Jing, if you dare to move a finger of him, I will let you all be buried with him!" Murong Jing clapped his hands and said, "It's a pity, my dear brother, you have no chance."

Murongge's eyes darkened, he raised his hand and summoned the unicorn demon gun, picked off the shackles of the prison door, the tip of the gun went straight to Murong Jing's throat, but stopped suddenly when he could barely resist.

The corner of Murong Jing's mouth twitched into a sneer, and he asked, "Brother Huang, do you feel that the burning of the muscles and veins in your body is a hundred times worse than usual?"

Beads of sweat kept slipping from Murongge's forehead, he took back the unicorn demon-subduing gun, barely propped up his figure with the spear on the ground, and said with a sneer, "Thousand Machine Grass? You really took such pains to go to such a place just to kill me .”

There are thousands of chances in life from time to time, and the burning soul shines on Jiuyou.Qianji grass, born in the place where resentful spirits gather, has a leaf for a thousand years, and flowers for ten thousand years.A leaf produces a machine, a thousand leaves and a thousand bodhisattvas.

Murong Jing untied the kit from his waist and said, "Although it's dangerous, it's worth it!"

Murongge could feel that the resentment on his body was slowly dissipating under the guidance of Qianjihua, and his soul was also being melted by the pollen of Qianjihua.

The scorching heat of the muscles and veins in his body became more and more intense, his face turned pale, and he struggled to walk out. However, every time he took a step, his consciousness became blurred.

Murong Jing smiled lightly and said, "Brother Emperor, I advise you not to move. The more you move, the more your soul will melt. I'm afraid, if you can't get out of this cell, your soul will disappear without a trace. You Still can't see that little guy."

Murongge ignored him, now, he only had one thought, and that was Zixuan.

The memory flashes back to the first time I saw you, the little doll, with a soft voice, "Mu Mu, I finally see you!"

That kiss was the first time someone got so close to him in 18 years. What was he thinking at that time?

Oh, this kid is really brave!

The little guy always kissed at every turn, he began to fall in love with those soft, fragrant lips, began to ask for them, and began to be dissatisfied.

But in the future, he will never touch that familiar temperature again.

The hot liquid flowed from his face, and the smell he was familiar with was blood.Now there is only a strand of thought power supporting him, but every step is consuming this last bit of power.

Zixuan, I'm sorry, if there is another life, you must find me!

The scalding liquid slid across his cheeks, Murongge leaned on the Qilin Fumo Spear, stood with his head bowed, his soul scattered but he did not fall down.

Murong Jing shook his head and sighed, "His status in your heart is really extraordinary. Because of him, you can walk a hundred paces away!"

At this moment, Zixuan just got off Fengjiu's back and stood outside the Hall of Qinzheng with an angry face.

He raised his hand to make a magic seal, and chanted a dark fire mantra, "The fire of the Nine Nethernesses, shines through the darkness, burns all filth, and cleanses all spirits!" A flame shot out from his fingertips, and Qinzheng Hall was instantly enveloped in a sea of ​​flames.

Zi Xuan stood in front of the sea of ​​flames, he wanted to wait for Murong Jinting to come out in a panic, and then force him to release Mu Mu!But in the firelight, there was a chuckle and said, "Little friend, what a mana!"

When Zixuan looked at it, he saw a man in purple clothes coming out of the fire, walking up to him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that it wasn't Murong Jinting, he snorted and said, "Where's that annoying old man, let him come out!"

Jiu Yuan looked at the little doll in front of him. He had lived for a thousand years, and this was the first time he saw such a child with aura.If he can use his soul to practice kung fu, his kung fu will break through the ninth level of innateness and enter the Xuantian domain soon.

He chuckled and said, "Little friend, do you know that your current behavior has violated the rules of heaven." Zi Xuan didn't want to tangle with him, but just wanted to find Murong Jinting as soon as possible, so he turned around and left.Unexpectedly, Jiu Yuan suddenly made a move at this moment, raising his hand and hitting a purple light sword, aiming at his back.

Feng Jiu hastily transformed into her original body, rolled him up into the air, and cursed, "It's a shame that you Tianlei Valley is also known as the leader of the Four Great Immortal Sects, but you always like to do these nasty things behind the scenes!"

Jiu Yuan rose from the ground and stopped in mid-air. He brushed off his robe sleeves and said with a light smile, "If you can get what you want, why should you care about the process of getting it?"

Feng Jiu was extremely angry, he hated this kind of hypocrite the most in his life.He silently recited a mantra in his heart, opened his mouth and spit out a seven-star sycamore sword, and stabbed towards Jiuyuan.

Jiuyuan stretched out his hand and drew a dharma circle in front of him, and the Seven-Star Wutong Sword stopped moving forward, and then he waved his sleeve, and the Seven-Star Wutong Sword stabbed back.

Seeing that he was about to fly in front of him, Zixuan raised his hand, red flowers bloomed on his fingertips, and a short bright white knife flew out from the pistil, touching the Seven Star Wutong Sword.

He formed a lotus seal in his hand and struck it on the Flying Flower Sword. The sword instantly shone brightly, wrapping the Seven-Star Wutong Sword in it. The sword in the core calms the demons and shakes the demon atmosphere."

A green light flew out from the fingertips, and the flying flower sword wrapped in the Seven Star Wutong Sword stabbed at Jiu Yuan again. Seeing that he could cast the innate formula at will, Jiu Yuan's eyes were full of naked longing.

He made a purple awn seal in his hand, and recited a Thunder Abyss protector mantra "Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, Yuan Yuan's heart, guided by spirit, protected by ten thousand dharmas." The purple light curtain enveloped the whole body, and the flying sword hit it, making a "噗" sound There was a loud bang.

Seeing that the Flying Flower Sword was not moving forward, Zixuan made another seal of cloud and light, and recited a seven-star tactic, "The power of the heavenly hub and the xuanji are fighting, the yao light of Kaiyang is separated, the seven stars and nine luminaries are lingering on the sun and the moon, and the twelve heavenly palaces are facing west"

In the cloud light seal in his palm, there seemed to be thousands of stars, which were born around the Big Dipper. When Zixuan hit the cloud light seal on the flying flower sword, Jiu Yuan instantly felt that there seemed to be a thousand divine powers colliding with the barrier.

He was terrified in his heart, this Seven Stars Jue should be the Xuantian Jue, but the child in front of him is only in the Ninth Layer of Innate Realm, and he can use it so proficiently, how is it possible?

Let him be puzzled in his heart, but the Thunder Abyss Protector Curse he set up is completely vulnerable in front of the Seven Stars Art, the purple light curtain was broken up by the Flying Flower Sword in an instant, turned into countless light spots, and fluttered down.If he hadn't dodged in time, this sword would have killed him.

Jiu Yuan licked the blood from the corner of his lips, and there was a desire to win in his eyes.I saw him raise his hand and draw a taiji, the yin and yang fish moved slowly, and raised his hand to call out a Qingming sword, standing in front of his eyes, and chanting a five-thunder Lingguan mantra "Xuanqiongjiuxiao, Tianlei Zhaozhao, golden Wood, water and fire, the Lingguan will set the Tao", the yin and yang fish are in one place, and the purple thunder is rolling in the air, and the thunder is booming.

Feng Jiu yelled, "No, this is the Heavenly Thunder Valley's five-thunder spirit formation. Once this formation is launched, it must be sacrificed with blood light. Little guy, go away! I'll block him."

Jiu Yuan sneered and said, "No one wants to leave!" Among the Tai Chi Yin Yang fish, five purple dragons flew out, circling above the heads of Zi Xuan and Feng Jiu.

Zixuan snorted, formed a lotus seal in his hands, and recited a Xuanguang formula: "Xuantian twelve ways, lotus transforms into divine light, five directions return to ten places, blue sky shines purple awns!" The green awns on the top gradually condensed into a flower. Qinglian, thunderbolts struck Qinglian, like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to stir up any waves.

Seeing that the Wulei Spirit Formation didn't work against him, Jiu Yuan's face became more and more ugly. He didn't want this half-grown child to be so difficult to deal with!

He continued to pour mana into the Wulei Lingguan Formation. With his mana that had just entered the Ninth Layer of Innate Realm, it was impossible to sustain it for too long, so he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

At this time, Murong Jing came slowly, held up something, and asked Zi Xuan, "Do you recognize this thing?"

When Zixuan saw it, it was Murongge's basalt unicorn partner, he brought it up with his own hands, how could he not recognize it?

He was anxious, Qinglian's light dimmed a little, a thunderbolt hit him, his figure swayed, and he yelled at Murong Jing, "Where's Mu Mu? What did you do to him?"

Murong Jing sighed and said, "Oh, my imperial brother, he felt ashamed and committed suicide by taking poison in prison!"

When Zixuan heard this, the green lotus on the top dissipated in an instant, and a thunderbolt struck straight down. Feng Jiu hurriedly protected him who was stunned in his arms, and the two of them were struck by the thunder and fell to the ground.

Feng Jiu spread her wings and looked at Zixuan in her arms. Her face was pale, her eyes had lost the radiance of the past, and her whole body had lost the aura of the past. She called softly, "Little guy?"

But Zixuan got up and ran out. He struggled to stand up, gave Murongjing and Jiuyuan a hard look, chased after Zixuan, and shouted as he ran, "Little guy, slow down!"

Murong Jing looked at Zi Xuan's stumbling back, and remembered the name Murong Ge had been shouting before he died, "Zi Xuan, Zi Xuan!" It was the despair he had never seen on his royal brother's face.

The author has something to say: It’s late today, but I’m still doing my due diligence, ah ha ha ha