Chapter 975: Breaking Through the Spirit Yuan Realm (1)

In the valley, after the middle-aged man's words fell, there were layers of waves. Zi Qianjing's eyebrows were slightly downcast, and a faint light was shrouded in her handsome face, staring at the person in front of her without fear......

"I don't know his whereabouts."

The man's voice was languid, and there was a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Hmph, then you brought it on yourself!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and a violent killing intent suddenly appeared on his body, and he forced Zi Qianjing with a bang.

How powerful is the supreme realm? Zi Qianjing spurted out a mouthful of blood with a snort, and his footsteps left a long shadow on the mountain.

"It seems that there is only one way to escape......

In any case, with his current strength, he can't go head-to-head with the supreme, so there is only one way to escape......

"Want to escape?" The middle-aged man sneered, and the momentum of his whole body surged in front of him, turning into a storm and crashing into Zi Qianjing's back.

With a bang, Zi Qianjing flew forward a few meters, and blood suddenly sprayed out of his mouth......

"Stinky boy, you can't escape!"

Swish!

The middle-aged man's figure flashed, and his whole body was like a sharp sword and forced towards Zi Qianjing......

Suddenly, the cliff in front of him stopped Zi Qianjing, his feet stepped on the edge of the cliff, and he looked at the middle-aged man chasing after him, and jumped off the cliff as if he had made up his mind......

"Sky Cliff?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "He actually chose to jump into the heavenly cliff, in this heavenly cliff, he can't fly in the air, a martial artist who can't fly, if he falls into the heavenly cliff, he will definitely fall to pieces!" ”

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, no matter what, this time, Zi Qianjing is certain to die!

……

"Jing'er!"

In the inn under the night, Mu Ruyue suddenly opened her eyes, her beautiful face was pale, and cold sweat ran down her forehead.

"What's wrong?" Ye Wuchen woke up, held Mu Ruyue's hand, and said with relief, "Mu'er, what's going on?" ”

Mu Ruyue shook her head: "I dreamed that something happened to Jing'er. ”

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Ye Wuchen raised his lips and chuckled: "Jing'er, he is powerful, and he is auspicious, how can something happen?" Even though it can be dangerous at times, our family has gone through so many difficulties that nothing can stop us......"

"Dustless, I ......"

Bang!

Just when Mu Ruyue opened her mouth to say something, the door was suddenly kicked open, and countless figures swarmed from outside the door, surrounding the two people on the bed.

"Our lord is invited!"

Ye Wuchen's body swelled with a cold aura, and just when he wanted to be angry, Mu Ruyue's hand fell on his hand and shook his head: "I don't want to be disturbed by someone every time, so it's better to go and see the lord of the Emperor's Mansion." ”

"Okay."

He nodded slightly, a gentle curvature on his lips.

The Tianhuang Mansion looked tall and majestic from a distance, and the dark gold plated door exuded an elegant light. In the mansion at this time, the tall figure of the middle-aged man was shrouded in the moonlight, looking at the girl on the hospital bed with a worried face.

The girl's skin was so white that it was almost transparent, her thin lips were pale and colorless, and her fluttering eyelashes showed uneasiness and fragility, and she lay silently on the bed......