Zhao Qianlong slowly pressed one hand towards Zhao Yanlong's Tianling Cap. Under the saint's overbearing spiritual power, a large amount of blood flowed out from Zhao Yanlong's seven orifices, and Zhao Yanlong screamed in agony. But at this time,
No one could tell whether such a scream came from Zhao Yanlong or from a possessed evil spirit.
"Yu Qian, the Zhao family will always be the enemy of the Ghost Sect and will never stop destroying it!" Zhao Qianlong saw that the green light in Zhao Yanlong's eyes could not be driven away under such oppression, so he could only bear the pain and kill his most proud grandson.
Such a result made Zhao Qianlong furious, and the mad burst of the saint's power made everyone tremble with fear. If the saint went crazy, they and they would die without a burial place.
"Hey, this girl and the ghost sect are waiting for revenge from the Zhao family in Jizhou!" Yu Qian appeared proudly not far away, she was cold-blooded and cruel.
"Die!" Next to Yu Qian, Zhao Batian suddenly appeared, and crystal clear water droplets flew out of his palm. The water droplets instantly pierced Yu Qian's chest, causing her to scream in pain and retreat.
"Zhao Batian, you are shameless!" The injury on Yu Qian's chest was enlarged by the water power pattern. Yu Qian could not repair it for a while. Even if she used a high-level life-extending talisman, she could not stop the blood from gushing out.
"Dad, let me come." Zhao Batian did not take advantage of the victory to pursue Yu Qian. He flew down to Zhao Qianlong and looked at Zhao Yanlong, who was bleeding from all his orifices and had a hideous face.
"Ba Tian..." Zhao Qianlong wanted to say something, but Zhao Batian had already said, "I gave birth to him, and today I will personally send him on his way."
"Alas..." Zhao Qianlong silently retracted the palm that contained a fatal blow.
"Grandpa, please save me, please don't kill him, don't..." Zhao Tianchen's eyes were filled with tears. Zhao Qianlong no longer used his spiritual power to suppress him. Zhao Tianchen looked at his father's miserable appearance and tightened his grip.
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Zhao Batian was silent. He was running the life-extending magic formula specially designed for pure water constitution to help Zhao Yanlong heal his injuries. The fragrance of the medicine was astonishing, making people feel relaxed and happy. (----)
But Zhao Qianlong on the side stopped him and said, "Ba Tian, don't continue to heal him. He has been possessed by an evil ghost. If you heal him, you will only give Yu Qing an opportunity to take advantage of him."
Zhao Batian stopped and shouted loudly, "Whoever can save my son's life, I, Zhao Batian, am willing to be his slave for three years!"
As soon as Zhao Batian said these words, everyone was in an uproar!
Zhao Qianlong has been hiding from the world for too long. Except for a few people from the older generation who know him, everyone present does not know much about his deeds. But for Zhao Batian, who is a murderer, who dares to be dissatisfied with the Zhao family?
They still understand and respect the domineering figure who destroys his sect very well.
Now, in order to save his son's life, Zhao Batian shouted out that he was willing to be his slave for three years, which moved everyone. This powerful and murderous Marquis of Jizhou actually did not hesitate to become a slave for others in order to save his son.
This made the young people present respect him even more. How many fathers can there be in this world?
"Zhao Batian, such a proud guy, he didn't hesitate to be someone else's slave in order to save his son! It's a pity that I can't save his son. It's such a pity..." Zheng Qiankun said with great regret, "Old Zhang, you have a way
Save Zhao Batian’s son?”
"I also really want Zhao Batian to be my slave, but I don't know anything about the evil ghost technique of the ghost sect, let alone how to crack it." Old man Zhang Xu also showed a look of pity.
"Grandpa..." Zhao Tianchen was moved to tears and shouted loudly, "Whoever can save my father's life, I will be his slave for ten years!"
"Hehe, in that case, I will spare Zhao Yanlong's life, and you will be my slaves!" Yu Qian finally resolved the water lines on her chest and stopped the blood.
"Yu Qian, the Zhao family in Jizhou has been fighting against the ghosts forever. You can't even think about enslaving the children of the Zhao family in Jizhou!" Zhao Qianlong's eyes were as sharp as knives, and his murderous aura was leaking out.
Yu Qian stared at Zhao Qianlong with fear. Zhao Batian's sneak attack just now left her with lingering fears. The secret skills of the Zhao family in Jizhou were also very terrifying.
"Humph, since you don't want to surrender to the ghost sect, then you can only kill Zhao Yanlong. No one in this world can save him!" Yu Qian snorted coldly.
"Whoever can save Zhao Yanlong's life, I am willing to give him immortal sand!" Li Xuanmen, Zhao Batian's life and death friend, came and threw out the immortal sand that shocked everyone.
Immortal sand is the land of the heaven that the immortals from the heaven bring to the human world when they descend to the earth. It is an indispensable material for refining holy and emperor magic weapons. It can also be used as a magic weapon alone!
"Jingzhou Marquis, there is immortal sand in his hand, this is really unexpected!" Zheng Qiankun said in surprise!
Xia Ming looked at Li Xuanmen who came in a hurry. The Li family who guarded Jingzhou seemed to have a good relationship with the Zhao family in Jizhou.
After Li Xuanmen appeared, Xia Qi, the current emperor of Great Xia, and a group of royal family members were escorted by the Imperial Forest Army wearing cyan armor.
Hearing Li Xuanmen's words, a sharp look flashed in Xia Qi's eyes. Li Xuanmen actually took possession of such items as immortal sand and did not hand them over to the Daxia royal family. This made Xia Qi's dissatisfaction with Li Xuanmen even deeper.
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It's a pity that no one stood up and said they could save Zhao Yanlong's life when faced with the temptation of Xiansha.
Zhao Batian gradually became desperate. He looked at the son who looked most like him. He looked at the strange green light in Zhao Yanlong's eyes. Zhao Batian slapped Zhao Yanlong's Tianling Cap with his palm and roared angrily, "Ah...
…I will never destroy the ghost gate, I, Zhao Batian, swear not to be a human being!"
"Grandpa Zhao, don't be impulsive!" When everyone was waiting to see Zhao Batian kill his own son, when everyone was waiting for the death of a pure physique person from the Zhao family in Jizhou, Zhao Bao suddenly appeared
The voice actually drowned out Zhao Batian's extremely sad shouting.
When Zhao Batian heard someone making a sound, he just missed hitting Zhao Yanlong's Tianling cover with his palm and stopped abruptly and said, "Who is talking! But is there a way to save my Yan Long's life?"
"Grandpa Zhao, it's me." Zhao Bao walked up to the stunned old man Zhang Xu and Zheng Qiankun, looked at Zhao Batian and shouted
"Zhao Bao..." Zhao Batian saw Zhao Bao, and his hopeful expression froze. He said sadly, "Zhao Bao, Grandpa Zhao is not in the mood to reminisce with you now."
"Grandpa Zhao, have you used all the talismans I gave you?" Zhao Bao was speechless when he heard Zhao Batian's words. Who the hell is in the mood to reminisce about the past at this time?
"Fu Bao? What Fu Bao?" Zhao Batian said in confusion.
Zhao Bao rolled his eyes and said, "When Liu Yuyan's innate body awakened, didn't you ask me for talismans to protect Yuyan? Do you still have those talismans?"
"There are three more, what's wrong?" Zhao Batian answered truthfully.
"Grandpa Zhao, I haven't seen you for a year, why have you become so stupid?" Zhao Bao said speechlessly, "I asked if there are any more talismans. Of course, I want you to use this talisman to suppress the evil spirits in your son's body. You
When I run out, am I really just catching up with you?"
"Xiaobao, don't join in blindly, come back!" Old man Zhang Xu stared at Yu Qian who was stepping on the flying sword in mid-air with empty eyes and said in a low voice.
"You brat, who do you think you are! Can Fu Bao kill the evil spirits in the Ghost Sect?" Zheng Qiankun looked at Zhao Bao again with the same eyes as a clown.