Yang Xu and the three of them couldn't help but look happy when they saw Xiao Ding rushing out of the sky. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Lord Yang Shao, this is Kyushu Ding." Wu Jing, who had seen the image of the Kyushu Ding, took a step forward, stretched out her hand and pointed to the small tripod in mid-air, and turned around and said to Yang Xu with an excited face.

When Yang Xu heard this, he secretly took a breath of true qi, and was about to rise to the sky and take back the Kyushu Ding in mid-air, but when he saw the small Ding that was still in mid-air, he suddenly emitted a circle of dazzling red light.

The moment the red light came out, Yang Xu and the others couldn't help but squint. When a few people took a closer look, they saw that the Kyushu Ding in mid-air had already rotated rapidly.

The red light dispersed, and the dark clouds faded.

When the clouds broke through the sunrise and the golden sunlight shone down on the world, the storm and rain in the sky also stopped suddenly.

After the rain, the sky is clear, the blue sea has no waves, the sky is blue, leaving only the Kyushu Ding, in the sun, quickly rotating in mid-air.

Seeing this, Thirteen Niang was really ready to take a step forward, but when she raised her breath, she was pulled by Wu Jing on the side.

"No." Wu Jing shook his head solemnly. After all, she is the one who grew up in the Holy Land of the Wu Clan, and she knows a little bit about this Kyushu Ding.

At this time, although this Kyushu Ding is no different on the surface, it is an artifact left here by the witch god Niangniang, how can it be ignored!

"Aunt Jing?" Thirteen Niang turned around, looked at her arm that was pulled by the place, and opened her mouth a little suspiciously.

A few of them came to this island after a lot of hardships, and it took a lot of effort to crack the mechanism formation on the island, in order to get this Kyushu Ding for Miss?

At this time, this Kyushu Ding was obviously close in front of her, she didn't understand, why Wu Jing didn't let her get it?

"Thirteen Niang," Wu Jing looked at the Kyushu Ding that was still spinning rapidly in mid-air, and her face became more and more solemn. "Wait."

What are you waiting for? When this Kyushu Ding falls into the sea again, will they look at the ocean and sigh again?

Thirteen Niang glanced at Wu Jing, pursed her lips with some dissatisfaction, and her lips were slightly purple.

At this time, Yang Xu, who had been raising his head and staring at Kyushu Ding, suddenly opened his mouth.

"Aunt Jing, this Kyushu Ding has not really been born yet?" Although it was a question sentence, Yang Xu's tone was very firm.

Just now, when he secretly condensed his true qi and looked at the Kyushu Ding with his eyes, he went to find the surroundings of the Kyushu Ding, and there seemed to be a few ghosts hovering around it.

And at this time, there is obviously nothing in the sky, except for this Kyushu Ding, there is not even a piece of white clouds, how can there be ghosting?

After listening to Yang Xu's words, Thirteen Niang couldn't help but look up at Wu Jing beside her.

"Aunt Jing, what's going on?" This Kyushu Ding is right in front of him, why does Yang Shaodao Lord say that he is still really born?

Wu Jing heard this, but nodded cautiously. "Yes, this Kyushu Ding is still between critical exchanges."

As for why this is so? Wu Jing sighed, and couldn't help but look down at the small porcelain bottle she was holding in her hand.

It seems that without this drop of the master's hard work, this Kyushu Ding may not be able to break free from the call of the divine realm.

"Thirteen Niang, Yang Shao Island Lord," Wu Jing glanced up at the two of them, and then solemnly said the reason, "Although the Witch God Niangniang sealed this Kyushu Ding back then, she left it in the world. But this tripod is an artifact in the end, and now that the seal has been unsealed, it will naturally be summoned by the divine realm. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Jing couldn't help but sigh. "If I'm not mistaken, at this moment, this Kyushu Ding is fighting against the calling power of the God Realm. If we make a rash move, I'm afraid it will ......."

Before Wu Jing's words were finished, Thirteen Niang and Yang Xu trembled at the same time. No matter how high the martial arts of the two are, they are mortals after all, how can they resist the power of the divine realm.

After a few breaths, Yang Xu secretly carried the true qi of his whole body and prepared for the worst.

"Aunt Jing, what are we going to do now?" This Kyushu Ding is what the woman wants, if she can't get it, I'm afraid she will inevitably be disappointed.

And myself, how can I bear to let her down!

For her, even if he was under the power of the Death God Realm, Yang Xu was willing!

Wu Jing looked up and saw Yang Xu's clothes fluttering around him due to the condensation of true qi, and he couldn't help but let out a loud cry.

"Yang Shao, island master, don't worry!" She raised her clenched right hand and stretched it out in front of the two of them.

A white jade bottle quietly appeared in front of Yang Xu and Thirteen Niang.

"What is this?" Yang Xu looked at the delicate jade bottle that emitted a trace of white gas in the sun, and couldn't help but ask Zou Mei.

Why, the breath of this bottle felt so familiar to him! Familiar, he only glanced at the bottle, and the woman's figure involuntarily appeared in front of him.

"In this bottle, it is the brainchild of the young lady." Wu Jing nodded solemnly.

What she didn't tell Yang Xu and the others was that this drop of blood in her heart was condensed by Wang Jiqing when she used a trace of aura to cut open her heart and condense it when she cast the Witch King Zhu.

If this trace of blood is exhausted, Miss will have to live for at least ten years!

This is also the reason why Wu Jing has never taken out this drop of blood before.

But at this time, it was seen that Kyushu Ding was about to be recalled by the power of the divine realm. Wu Jing had no choice but to take out this small jade bottle.

Hearing that the small jade bottle contained the blood of the person in his heart, Yang Xu couldn't help but be stunned.

No wonder, he would feel so familiar with this bottle. It turns out that he is already familiar with her breath to such an extent?

"Aunt Jing, what are you going to do now?" Seeing that the Kyushu Ding in mid-air was becoming more and more transparent, Thirteen Niang couldn't help but dodge in a hurry.

If you can't get this tripod, how will the lady explain it!

After Wu Jing took out the small jade bottle, she had already closed her eyes and did it cross-legged.

At this moment, I saw her condense the true qi of her whole body, raise her hands high, burst into a roar, and rose to the sky.

After the three Niang saw Wu Jing in mid-air, they raised the jade screen in their hands, and a drop of bright red blood shot towards the rapidly turning Kyushu Ding.

At the moment when that drop of blood merged into the Kyushu Ding, a white light flashed, and the Kyushu Ding suddenly stopped rotating and slowly fell.

At this moment, Yang Xu and Thirteen Niang flew out at the same time, but the opposite was completely different.

What Yang Xu went straight to was the Kyushu Ding that slowly fell to the ground; And Thirteen Niang ran towards Wu Jing, who suddenly fell.

The moment Yang Xu got the Kyushu Ding, Wang Jiqing, who was enduring severe pain in Zhaoyang Palace, suddenly felt relieved.

"Gently?" Li Yuanche, who was hugging his wife, saw his wife's brows stretched, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and asked carefully, "But it's better?" ”

"Hmm." Wang Ji, who was all relaxed, nodded with a smile. "Ah Che, I'm fine."

What she didn't tell her husband was that at this moment, the Kyushu Ding was probably already alive.

Li Yuanche was relieved to see that his wife in his arms, although she was still weak and weak, her face finally looked better.

"Gently, gently...... "As long as you're okay."

He couldn't help but bow his head and kiss his wife's forehead, letting the familiar breath soothe the uneasiness in his heart. (To be continued.) )