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[050] No danger

In the empty hall, all the mysterious energy is centered on the east and the sky, condensed into a huge vortex. The energy is surging, like a tornado blowing from the sea in summer, wrapped with the power of swallowing the sky and destroying the earth, as if it wants to swallow everything.

Dongfang Lintian laughed loudly, like a madman.

The people of Qi have been arrogant since ancient times, and this arrogance has been deeply integrated into their blood and is inherently born.

Dongfang Lintian, as the prince of Qi, naturally showed his arrogance to the fullest. For the Qi people, the glory of victory is better than anything else. If they are defeated, even if they escape and die, they will be ridiculed forever.

In their lives, they can never tolerate the word "failure".

Dongfang Lintian was defeated by Ye Junlin, a warrior with two small levels of cultivation lower than him. This was an indelible stain for him.

The only way to clear this stain is to die or die with the other party.

Dongfang Lintian concentrated all the remaining power in the Dantian, and the yellow lightning was like a huge sun, containing terrifying energy.

Ye Junlin's face was extremely ugly. If Dongfang Lintian was allowed to explode, none of them could escape.

Fan Wushuang and Ye Junlin looked at each other in a tacit understanding.

The colorful mysterious light and white light columns soar into the sky at the same time.

Ye Junlin's long sword was in his chest, and the fierce sword energy was like a giant sword, cutting off the mysterious vortex stirred by Dongfang Lintian. Dongfang Lintian's energy gathering was interrupted for a moment, and the energy gathering was delayed a little.

"The sword technique in the world, the style of Duanhong."

With a sword, the sword energy and wind turned into a long river of time, and all the years that flowed were frozen on the spot.

Everything stopped. Dongfang Lintian stood there and was shocked to find that the lightning in the dantian stopped condensing at this moment.

It was also at the same moment that Fan Wushuang waved his jade hand and the purple jade pen dripped through four ripples.

The ripples slowly expanded, like four waterfalls hanging from a cliff, flowing down, surrounding the east and the sky from all sides.

"Walk!"

Ye Junlin shouted loudly, and purple air was lingering on his body. He rushed to Qi Jianling and Ximen Wan'er, pulled one with one hand, and ran out of the hall as if a whistling wind was roaring under his feet.

The "Duanhong Style" only trapped Dongfang Lintian for more than ten breaths. Although it was very short, it was enough for the Jin National Team to escape.

"boom!"

The yellow lightning broke through the dantian of Lintian in the east, and a loud bang was like a mountain collapse and cracking, spreading in all directions. The powerful shock wave was like a straight wave of thunder. Wherever it passed along the way, the walls collapsed and the floor shattered.

Relying on the power of the mysterious power of the "wind attribute", Ye Junlin took Ximen Wan'er and Qi Jianling and finally escaped from the hall.

At this moment, the entire hall seemed to have its beams and pillars removed and collapsed in an instant. The originally magnificent hall turned into a ruin in the blink of an eye, with broken walls and sand and rubble everywhere.

If there are any treasures hidden in this hall, then they have all turned into pieces at this moment.

The Jin team secretly breathed a sigh of relief and survived the disaster.

Fan Wushuang looked at Ye Junlin, and there was a strange light in his eyes. No matter what "harmful" things Dongfang Lintian had done to her, it has become history at this moment.

Everyone's faces showed a look of joy, but Ye Junlin shook his body and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"King the Land!"

Fan Wushuang hurried forward and supported Ye Junlin who was about to fall.

Ye Junlin's eyes turned dark and he fainted.

......

......

As a "high-level Xuanhuang" with "thunder attribute", Dongfang Lintian must be extremely powerful in his full strength.

Ye Junlin was hit by the "Thunder Lightning Prison". He had already suffered considerable internal injuries. The continuous fierce battles increased the blood circulation. After Dongfang Lintian self-destructed, the powerful aftermath of the thunder will affect everyone. Ye Junlin alone behind the palace and suffered most of the damage.

In a dense bush in the "Martial Emperor Mausoleum", the Jin team, which was in a panic avoiding the "Skeleton Army", hid in fear.

Fan Wushuang looked around vigilantly, feeling the movements around him.

Shen Buhe took out the "Gourd Cauldron" with excitement, his palm shadow flew around, and extracted several healing pills. He took Qi Jianling and Ye Junlin in turn. A blue and blue mysterious light appeared on Ximen Wan'er's palm. He pressed it against Ye Junlin's chest from the air. The mysterious power of water and wood attributes quietly nourished Ye Junlin's internal organs.

As the well-known "healer" in the Qingxiao Spirit Realm, Ximen Wan'er's healing technique has excellent results. Under his treatment, after a stick of incense, Ye Junlin slowly opened his eyes.

"Cough, cough."

After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, Ye Junlin's chest instantly felt much more relaxed.

"Come, come, come, Your Highness, King of Wei, try the newly extracted elixir from this 'alienor'." Shen Buhe handed over a elixir that was still steaming with a flattering look.

A smell of medicine came to his nose, and Ye Junlin took the pill without saying a word.

A smile of relief appeared on Shin Buhe's face.

In the huge crisis just now, he became a deserter, left his companion and ran away by himself. Although everyone did not blame him, he was extremely embarrassed and blamed himself.

After taking the pill, Ye Junlin suddenly felt an extremely warm energy that nourished all the meridians of the whole body. Sitting cross-legged, Ye Junlin began to quietly refine this energy.

The medicinal power of the elixir slowly moistened Ye Junlin's meridians, and the internal injuries hidden in his body were completely wiped out in a magical way.

After another half of the incense stick, Ye Junlin opened his eyes, like two thunders, shooting into the distance.

"'Master Shen', your medicine is amazing!" Ye Junlin patted Shen Buhe's shoulder and praised him with a thumbs up.

Shen Buhe looked cramped, and his dark face turned red in an instant, like charcoal fire.

"I, I, I, I'm sorry to everyone."

After Shen Buhe said that, he bowed to everyone, with apologetic expression on his face, and was very sincere.

"Hey, where are you talking about? Everyone is a companion, what's wrong with me?" Ye Junlin said with a smile.

A crystal light flashed on Shen Buhe's face. He looked at Ye Junlin and made a secret decision in his heart.

"Why do you suddenly want to cry? That little sadness that I also have in the river?"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and the atmosphere of joy filled the Jin squad.

"Boom!"

A loud noise suddenly came from a distance, and then it was like thousands of troops galloping by, the earth swayed violently, and a golden beam of light rushed straight into the sky, and the sky and the earth changed color.

"It's the 'Imperial Tomb Main Hall', the entrance to the main hall has opened!"

Fan Wushuang was shocked, and the Jin team quickly packed up their luggage and ran towards the direction of the light column...


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