Jiang Chen looked back. At this moment, he felt more pain than anyone else, but the road ahead was still full of difficulties and obstacles, and it was still an abyss. He could only endure the pain silently and forge ahead alone. This was his
No one can help him. Only by relying on his own hands and his own efforts can Jiang Chen reach the top and save his beloved woman.
The current crisis is unpredictable and dangerous everywhere. How can he put Yu Jingxian in this situation? What he longs for more is to wait for the moment when he sets foot on the Nine Heavens to dominate, with the most sincere love
, to find the girl who once made his heart beat.
Jiang Chen took one step forward and never looked back. As he turned around, there was a roar of wind, just like the road in the distance, full of unknowns and dangers.
Three years later, in the Qionghua Mountains, black clouds surged, wind and thunder gathered, and a gorgeous and towering palace stood above the void.
The clear spring on the top of the mountain is flowing continuously, the birds and animals in the forest are roaring, the green bamboos are everywhere, and the wind is blowing and the night is long.
A woman in white clothes, with a calm expression, is sitting on a white jade ice stone above the clear spring. Her hair is as long as a waterfall, and she is as beautiful as a fairy. Her green jade fingers are unparalleled in agility. In the palm of her hand, there is a white jade stone harp with a faint sound.
, all over the dome, which is refreshing and refreshing.
The woman in white looks calm, and there are phantoms in white, holding long swords in their hands. In front of her, with her feet on the clear spring, she dances with her sword like a dragonfly touching the water.
It's so cold at high places, dance to clear the shadows! The long sword flies through the air, and the fight transforms into a dragonfly!
A sword swept across, the water rippled, and the spiritual spring surged, turning into ripples of water curtains, intertwined vertically and horizontally with nine figures in white. Finally, the sword curtain broke, and the clear springs flowed, turning into a stream of ice sword rain, crossing the void.
"After all, there is still a slight difference."
After finishing the song, the woman in white said lightly, slowly opening her eyes, with a look of helplessness on the corner of her mouth, her beautiful eyes flickering, green light floating, but the domineering look in her eyes was full of pride.
The woman in white looked up into the sky, into the Lingyun Cave, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she murmured:
"Imperial Realm... I don't know when it will take a person to break through to the Imperial Realm. Will he be hopeless in this life? Haha, Master Futu, what should I do to be as powerful as you?"
The woman in white reached up to the void with her hand, but no matter what, she could not break through the sea of the woman's soul. She wanted to compete for the initiative of the woman's soul, but in the end, she always ended in failure.
Deep in her sea of consciousness, there is an extremely stubborn soul, and as the years go by, the power of her soul is getting stronger and stronger. It is already extremely difficult for her to trap her, but fortunately
Now she can still do it, close her soul to the sea of consciousness and trap her tightly.
Nine attempts all ended in failure, so the power of her soul could not make any breakthrough after all. As a disciple of Longxiang Pagoda, she must be stronger than anyone else, more terrifying than anyone else, and more powerful than anyone else.
Everyone must know how to persevere!
"I don't believe it. Today, my nine-turn piano music still can't break the barrier of your soul. Even if you have that stubborn old man of unknown age to protect you, I will never let you succeed."
The woman in white smiled slightly, with a hint of confidence in her expression, and she was suddenly the disciple of Longxiang Pagoda, the woman who kidnapped Yan Qingcheng, Yun Geyao!
"Under the nine-turn sound of the piano, let me see how long you can persist."
Yun Geyao rushed forward. At this moment, Yan Qingcheng's soul had been peeled off by her, forcing her to retreat. Even though there was Princess Du Juan's last soul barrier guarding her spiritual platform, Yun Geyao still remained
There is a way to make her his own, but that would take too long.
But this time, Yun Geyao must give it a try. This is one of the few opportunities she has, because not long ago, the master had sent a message to him, asking her to return to the Holy Mountain as soon as possible, so there was not much time left for her.
Already.
The nine-turn zither sound is one of Yun Geyao's best skills, and it is also the most terrifying soul attack. Using the zither sound to resolve Yan Qingcheng's soul barrier is the most likely opportunity. Yun Geyao has been looking forward to this moment for a long time.
If she still can't fully integrate Yan Qingcheng's soul power, then it will be basically hopeless for her to break through the soul power of an emperor-level expert.
Yun Geyao soared up, and the blue clouds went straight up. In the Lingyun Grotto, Yan Qingcheng was sitting in the grotto, with a rosy look and a thin face, but there was no sense of crisis at all, but at this moment, her soul was stuck in the circle.
Having already excluded all the soul power, it became increasingly difficult for Yun Geyao to merge with Yan Qingcheng's soul.
"I want to see how long you can hold on. If it weren't for that man, maybe your soul power would have collapsed long ago. Man, he is really a disgusting thing."
Yun Geyao said indifferently, her eyes moved, and nine figures in white suddenly transformed into white lights, which disappeared into Yan Qingcheng's mind. In an instant, Yan Qingcheng opened her eyes, cold as frost, that kind of coldness, which even made people feel sad.
People feel very terrible, and they treat everything and everything without any emotion, as if they are rejecting everyone thousands of miles away.
"Your strength has actually become stronger again."
Yun Geyao frowned and murmured that her strength had already reached the early stage of the Divine Emperor Realm, but the most terrifying thing was her soul, which was filled with a murderous aura as cold as sight. The sound of her nine-turn piano,
Even if the power of the nine souls is pervasive, at this time, it is completely unable to penetrate and disintegrate her extremely strong soul barrier.
"Damn guy."
Yun Geyao said in a deep voice, her beautiful eyes flickering. Yan Qingcheng's soul power has actually grown to the same level as hers, but now her soul power seems to be frozen together, that cold
Rushuang's feeling was unbelievable even to Yun Ge Yao. The power of her soul was constantly growing, but her rejection of outside souls was also extremely strong. Yun Ge Yao knew that this must be because of her several times.
Wanting to fuse her soul power is what gradually forms the soul's exclusion.
Yun Geyao still refused to give up, and kept attacking Yan Qingcheng with the power of nine souls, but the response she received was the same, that is, the exclusive aura of her soul power, even if she was in the Divine Emperor realm
The power of the soul in the later period is completely different.
"It must be that old lady Du Juan, otherwise, her soul power would never be so strong."
At this moment, Yun Geyao frowned. At this moment, she felt an unusual aura, which seemed to be approaching Qionghua Mountain at an extremely terrifying speed.
"Who has such a big list and comes to Qionghua Mountain to go wild?"
The corner of Yun Geyao's mouth gradually turned cold, and murderous intent was revealed in her eyes!