Yang Yuxiao's fists were clenched rattling, and the East Judah City was his Youyu Residence Guardian Spiritual City.

How can he not be anxious, but now he is the only bald commander left in the Youyu Residence, and he is only worthy of entering the Yuan Infant Stage this morning, how can he fight with others?

But his rare calmness was warmed up again by Yun Lingyuan's words, and resentment filled his eyes, especially after hearing the words 'there is no living person', the pain and anger of Youyu Jumen's tragic death were like blunt knives sawing him fiercely.

His Imperial Void Sword was already in his palm, and suddenly he slashed the back of Yun Lingkite's hand, and a hole was immediately cut on the back of his hand, and fine and dense blood beads came out.

Yun Lingyuan was in pain, covered the back of her hand, and said angrily: "Yang Yuxiao, what are you doing?"

Don't tell her, this is accidental, the Imperial Void Sword is not extraordinary, if he hadn't controlled the strength, such a sudden attack, Yun Lingkite's entire hand could have been cut off.

The blade of the Imperial Void Sword was stained with her blood, Yang Yuxiao pointed her fingers, and the light green spiritual power under the tips of her fingers immediately turned into water and washed away the blood on the blade, and the blood and water mixed together flowed on the black floor of the secret room, and it was immediately absorbed by the floor.

To be exact, it was absorbed by the Imperial Void Demon Tower.

Yun Lingyuan suddenly felt a sense of intimacy in the Imperial Void Demon Tower, and with her experience of recognizing the Lord with Bi Ling and Yulu before and after, Yun Lingyuan immediately knew what Yang Yuxiao had done just now.

Her first reaction was that there were no protégés in the Youyuju Sect, and it had reached the point of starvation, Yang Yuxiao wanted to use the treasure of his Youyuju Zhenzong to recruit her into the sect, she exclaimed: "Yang Yuxiao, I didn't plan to join your Youyuju!"

Yang Yuxiao smiled and said, "It's just you, the Condensation Period, I don't accept it!" He immediately rubbed his hands and stretched out his two palms, "The Imperial Void Demon Tower recognizes you as the master, and in return, you let me take a look at your jade dew." He looked curious,

"Being able to cast illusion spells on all the six thousand miles of the Phantom River, this Jade Dew Phantom Dagger is really amazing, hehe, I've only seen it on the Xuanguang Mirror, you let me see|touch|touch.." ”

How does this Yang Yuxiao think that it is not the right way, how can the treasure of the Zhenzong be the master of outsiders casually, Yun Lingyuan still can't figure out Yang Yuxiao's approach, so he exposed the hilt of Yulu's sword, and Yang Yuxiao snatched it, which is simply a robbery.

Yun Lingyuan was frightened, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong with Yang Yuxiao, he clenched the jade dew in his hand and said, "Phantom dagger, I'll return it!"

"Don't mess around. ”

She set out to snatch back the jade dew, but she pounced, Yang Yuxiao smiled brightly at her, "Guarding the East Judah City is our business in the Rainy Residence. ”

The end of the word "thing" sounded for a while, and the other was taken out of the Imperial Void Demon Tower by Yang Yuxiao.

Yun Lingkite didn't know until this moment that Yang Yuxiao did it on purpose, dripping blood to recognize the lord and trapping her in the tower, all to save her.

In the order of executing orders with magic weapons and spiritual weapons, Yang Yuxiao is the first master, and Yun Lingkite is the second master.

Yang Yuxiao wants the Imperial Void Demon Tower to close the entrances and exits, and the Imperial Void Demon Tower will carry out his orders to the end, unless he comes back and personally orders the door to be opened, otherwise only he will be seriously injured or killed, only if he loses the spiritual connection to the Imperial Void Demon Tower, the Imperial Void Demon Tower will carry out the orders of the second master.

Serious injuries? Death?

Yun Lingyuan chuckled in her heart, "Yang Yuxiao!!" She didn't care if Yang Yuxiao could hear or not, and shouted: "Are you addicted to sending your life?? Don't mess around! That secret realm is not so simple!!You let me out!!"

She vaguely knew that the secret realm was not simple, the black cultivators killed people like chopping cabbage, they didn't care how many lives they had in their hands, if they opened the secret realm not for fear of hurting the innocent, not for fear of destroying the spirit city, it must have another purpose.

Outside, one life after another died under the butcher's knife of Hei Xiuwei, and the red blood that reflected the whole city made her unable to think calmly, but she also knew in her heart that the process of returning Yulu would definitely not be so smooth.

She was in a state of confusion, only to feel that Yang Yuxiao was going to die this time, he was not even by his side to escape the Void Demon Tower, which could escape invisibly to achieve the effect of saving his life, did he want to expect the people of the Black Cultivator to have good thoughts about him?

The shouts of the cloud spirit kite were silenced in the dark room, and even the demon beasts on the lower floor of the Imperial Void Demon Tower were not alarmed, and naturally they could not reach Yang Yuxiao's ears.

Her perceptual skills were able to penetrate the Void Demon Tower, thanks to the fact that she recognized her lord with a drop of blood.

When she expanded her divine sense to look at the situation outside, she happened to see Yang Yuxiao being thrown into the secret realm by two black cultivators, and his back disappeared along with the water ripples in the secret realm.

"Yang Yuxiao, you'd better come out of the secret realm with all your beards and tails!!"

After that, she conjured the Bi Ling Qin out of the Bi Ling Qin on the case, and she remembered that Zi Yu had said that the Bi Ling was an artifact that communicated with the soul.

Now, she's going to play a requiem for the Void Demon Tower.

The function of the requiem is not only to repair the soul, but also to help the cloud spirit kite to sense the soul.

At the end of the requiem, it was still quiet in all directions, and Yun Lingkite tragically discovered that the Void Demon Tower had not formed the soul of the spirit at all.

Although the Imperial Void Demon Tower is a high-grade spiritual weapon, it is only quite spiritual, and it has only existed for more than two hundred years, and its spirituality is not enough to allow it to generate a machine spirit.

This meant that she didn't even have a chance to negotiate with the Void Demon Tower.

"Can you wait?"

Time was in a state of unrest, and every breath seemed like a long winter, but in fact, only a quarter of an hour had passed for her painful torment.

In the meantime, a scroll in the lattice of the secret room fell to the ground for no reason, smashing on the black floor, and it was loud, as if to attract her attention, and when she picked it up, she saw that there were several words on the scroll - Xiao'er's life history.

She guessed that it might be about Yang Yuxiao's biological mother or something, and at the moment the situation was urgent, she had no intention of gossiping about other people's secrets, and put the scroll back in its place.

In this quarter of an hour, a few people still died in the city of East Judah every few dozen breaths, and the red light in the Xuanguang mirror was ......

This means that returning Gyokuro will not save the city of East Judeh.

"Still not coming out?"

Yun Lingkite's heart is slightly fixed, and the Imperial Void Demon Tower's confinement of the entrance and exit is still there, indicating that Yang Yuxiao is fine for the time being.

However, the thought was still spinning in her head, and the picture in her perception froze.

The blood color in the Xuanguang mirror that hung for half the sky faded, and I saw a suddenly enlarged face appear in the Xuanguang mirror, even though it had bleeding from its mouth and nose, and was trampled by a big black foot and half of its face was fiercely pressed against the floor, but Yun Lingkite still recognized it at a glance.

"Yang Yuxiao!!"

His light-colored shirt had been stained red with a pool of blood, and he had no strength to resist when he was stepped on, and even his eyes were closed.