After a moment.

Jiang Muyun, wearing a dark golden long skirt, had the horns of the skirt flying, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens flying from the top of the pagoda and landing on the No. 1 Merit Platform.

Except for Zheng Shaoge, Dan Tai Ziyao, and Qin Wushuang, other disciples shouted in unison, and the sound shook the sky: "Disciple has met the chief!"

"Yes." Jiang Muyun returned to her cold appearance. She looked at the woman in black dress with messy black hair in the holy field and said coldly:

"Zheng Shaotian, bring her up for me."

"Yes, chief!" Zheng Shaoge's figure flashed and appeared beside the Netherworld with disheveled hair and a pale face.

He leaned over and grabbed her by her white wrist, and carried her to the No. 1 merit platform.

"thump!"

Zheng Shaoge threw her in front of Jiang Muyun, rushed down the platform, and returned to the disciples again.

On the high platform, before Jiang Muyun could speak, Youming raised his head. Although his long hanging hair covered her eyes, it could not stop the coldness in her eyes:

"Jiang Muyun, this commander has nothing to say in your hands. The only regret is that you were asked to escape a month ago!"

"If there is another chance, I will definitely kill you!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Muyun thought of the scenes of escaping from death from Jiang Muyun that night, and the anger in her heart was burning.

She flashed the Divine Lord Ring between her fingers, and a flying sword appeared in her hand and said sternly:

"You cut my eyebrows with one sword, pierced my neck with one sword, and pierced my chest with one sword. Today I will let you taste this kind of taste!"

"call out!"

Jiang Muyun waved her sword, and the sharp tip of the sword cut off the black hair in front of Youming's forehead, slashing a blood groove in his eyebrows.

"Woo--"

The Netherworld's head raised, accompanied by painful sobs, the hair that covered her face flew up, revealing a bloodless face.

Looking at the face that was quite similar to him, Jiang Muyun was stunned, and the disciples in the audience also showed incredible expressions.

A month ago, when Netherworld chased Jiang Muyun, his face covered.

Therefore, this is the first time Jiang Muyun has seen the other person look so similar to her!

Jiang Muyun stared at Youming tightly, as if she had thought of something, and a deep sadness appeared in her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she threw the flying sword to the ground and said coldly: "I'll give you some fun, you can commit suicide!"

Youming sneered and said, "Just because the enemy looks similar to you, you can't do it anymore?"

It is ridiculous that even a woman like you can control her lineage!”

"I want to leave you a little dignity, but you don't know how to be ungrateful!" Jiang Muyun was furious and angry: "Since that's the case, then die!"

Jiang Muyun held a sword in her right hand and stabbed Youming in the neck!

"Puchi!"

Youming was imprisoned by Zheng Shaoge half a month ago. Now she is powerless and cannot dodge at all and is pierced by Jiang Muyun.

"puff!"

As Youming's cracked lips trembled, a mouthful of blood was spewed out, but her vicious and contemptuous gaze was still frozen on Jiang Muyun.

"Puchi!"

After Jiang Muyun pulled out the bleeding flying sword from Youming's neck, she carried a string of red blood to penetrate Youming's heart!

The vicious eyes of Youming began to dissipate and fell powerlessly in a pool of blood.

"Click!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, a jade pendant, all over the body, fell out of the Netherworld's neckline.

On the exquisite jade pendant, there is a lifelike phoenix carved, and the word "rain" is carved above the phoenix's head.

The moment Jiang Muyun saw the jade pendant, her delicate body trembled violently, and a panic scream came from her mouth:

"No...no...no!"

"thump!"

In everyone's puzzled eyes, Jiang Muyun suddenly knelt on the stage, tears dripping.

She covered Youming's neck with her left hand and Youming's blood-spraying chest with her right hand, making a terrified cry:

"Don't die, tell me quickly, where the jade pendant on your neck came from... Woo woo... Tell me quickly!"

Youming looked at Jiang Muyun, and a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes that were about to scatter. She spoke in a trembling voice and saw a stream of blood pouring out of her mouth:

"I... don't know... when I have memories, it... keeps being with me..."

The voice of Youming's difficult words suddenly stopped, and his head fell weakly in Jiang Muyun's arms.

"No! Don't die...ah...wake up!"

Jiang Muyun seemed to think of something in her heart-wrenching cry. She looked back suddenly and looked down at Zheng Shaoge below the stage, and said with her face:

"Zheng Shaotian, quickly lift her spiritual pool from her!"

"Swoosh!"

Zheng Shaoge can see from Jiang Muyun's behavior that the relationship between her and Youming is extraordinary.

Zheng Shaoge did not dare to neglect, and turned into a afterimage and swept onto the No. 1 merit platform, and then swung his right hand in front of his chest quickly.

Suddenly, a mark formed by golden spiritual power was transformed.

"go!"

Zheng Shaoge waved his hand and the spiritual seal was stamped on Youming's forehead from the air, lifting the confinement of her spiritual pool.

Jiang Muyun controlled her spiritual consciousness without control and entered Youming's body. She found that Youming's heart had been pierced by her sword and stopped beating!

"No……"

Jiang Muyun cried in despair: "Wake up, please wake up!"

Looking at Jiang Muyun's sad appearance, Zheng Shaoge quickly released his spiritual consciousness and entered the Netherworld's body.

The sword on her neck was not enough to make Youming Xiang die. The sword that penetrated her heart was the reason for her death!

However, if you take action within six hours after the death of Netherworld, you will still have a chance to save it!

There was really nothing to do with Xue Renyi. One was that Zheng Shaoge arrived, it had been more than six hours.

The other is its key parts, the heart, throat, and internal organs, which are basically fatal to be attacked by opponents!

Even if the Daluo Golden Immortal comes, it is difficult to save it!

"Zheng Shaotian, you have a way to save her, right? You can definitely save her, right?"

Jiang Muyun looked at Zheng Shaoge sadly, tears blurring her gaze.

"Swoosh!"

At this time, a soul emerged from the Netherworld's corpse, followed by the second and third paths!

Seeing this, Zheng Shaoge's face changed drastically, and he didn't bother to respond to Jiang Muyun. He looked at the three souls of Youming anxiously and roared:

"Fast into your spirit pool, don't come out again after entering! Otherwise, when your last soul leaves your body, you will be completely helpless!"

"Don't hesitate, go in!" Zheng Shaoge let out another deep drink.

Hearing this, the three souls of the Netherworld looked at Zheng Shaoge and Jiang Muyun in confusion.

She didn't understand why Zheng Shaoge suddenly cared about her life and death, and why Jiang Muyun was worried about her and she cried.

The three souls of Netherworld hesitated.

She knew that after the body died, her soul should escape from the spirit pool as soon as possible, otherwise the soul would also die in the spirit pool.

"Listen to Zheng Shaotian, go in first, don't worry, I swear that I will never hurt your soul!" Jiang Muyun said anxiously:

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it after Zheng Shaotian saves you!"

"Get in quickly!"

Seeing that Jiang Muyun had already swore that the three souls of Netherworld had been deeply puzzled and returned to the corpse spirit pool.

Zheng Shaoge immediately leaned over and picked up Youming's body, looked at Jiang Muyun, who was in a state of sacredness with heartache, and urged:

"Chief, take me to the Mutian Medicine Garden."

"good!"

Jiang Muyun hurriedly took out a top-quality Asian-Emperor flying boat, and Zheng Shaoge held Youming and jumped onto the flying boat.

Jiang Muyun took the flying boat and soared into the air, galloping towards the Mutian Medicine Garden 30,000 miles away...

After Jiang Muyun and Zheng Shaoge left, the disciples in the Holy Meritorious Field looked different and whispered:

"What's the situation? Didn't that hateful woman in black want to kill the chief? Why did the chief suddenly become so sensible to her life and death?"

"I don't understand, but you should have discovered that the chief and that woman look too similar.
To be continued...