The afternoon after the double retreat ceremony!

Linglong went to say goodbye to her master and fellow clansmen.

And the three disciples of Yu Wuyuan and Jiyun Zhenjun stood in a row in the cave mansion of Jiyun Zhenjun.

Jiyun Zhenjun sat on the main seat, and asked Yu Wuyuan in a tired voice:

"Tell me, what's going on?"

There was a dead silence on Yu Wuyuan's face, and he pursed his jaw before he said in a hoarse voice:

"Senior sister's soul lamp is out!"

One sentence caused the shock and sadness of everyone present!

Jiyun Zhenjun's voice looked even more tired, and he asked, "Are you saying that Xiao Jiu's girl has been promoted to the Jindan stage, and you lit the soul lamp for her, and now the soul lamp is extinguished?" ”

"Hmm!"

With Yu Wuyuan's answer, Liuyun Zhenren and Yunmeng Zhenren showed a sad look on their faces, while Xiao Yang looked like he had lost his soul!

Jiyun Zhenjun tiredly ordered: "Tell me about the last scene when she fell!" ”

Yu Wuyuan replied in a dumb voice:

"It's Hua Song Zhenjun! The junior sister said that Hua Song Zhenjun has been demonized, so she is not afraid of the punishment of the oath! ”

"I see!" Jiyun Zhenjun's eyes emitted a breathtaking light for a moment.

Then he sighed tiredly: "Xiao Jiu is a good boy!" was able to drag Hua Song to the end! ”

Then he muttered: "I said, why is the head of this sect so incompetent and immoral!" It turns out that you're all messing around! You are mutilating your own disciples and sects one after another、、、、、、"

Then, his gaze swept over the four disciples in front of him and said, "Children, you all have to stand on your own, otherwise among you, Xiao Jiu is just the beginning!" ”

Hearing Jiyun Zhenjun's voice, the four of them were all in their hearts, and their eyes flashed with perseverance.

At this time, beautiful points of light overflowed from Jiyun Zhenjun's body and flew towards the sky.

"Master 、、、、、、"

"Master 、、、、、、"

"Master 、、、、、、"

"Uncle 、、、、、、"

Four voices of grief sounded in the cave mansion of Jiyun Zhenjun.

At the same time, the death knell of the immortal death of the elder in the late Yuan Infant Ancestral Hall sounded, and the bell rang into the sky, and the whole sect was sad!!

Within one day, the Taiyuan Sect had lost two Yuan Infant Cultivators, and the atmosphere in the Sect had never been more tense!

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And Luo Chunchun, who was on his way back to the sect on a mission, suddenly stopped in the middle of the flight.

What's going on?

There seems to be a kind of restraint in the sea of consciousness that has faded!

He sank into it and searched repeatedly, but found nothing unusual.

Suddenly, he was shocked.

Could it be、、、、、、

So he silently said in his heart: You bad woman!

The original sensitive and abnormal contract text in the sea of consciousness did not immediately emerge as before.

Could she really 、、、、、、

But shouldn't he be happy?

Why wasn't he not only happy, but also a little sad?

He raised his head to look up at the sky, his moist eyes as if they were covered in a layer of mist.

The figure automatically came to mind.

What a man of unparalleled beauty!

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A month later, Xiao Ling, who learned from the deacon that Xiao Jiu's identity jade plate was out of order, and the news of the possible fall cried bitterly.

Then she didn't go to see her second senior brother.

She was immersed in a vast and boundless world of alchemy!

She wants to refine the world-shattering poison pill to avenge Xiao Jiu!

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It's a world of thunder.

The thunder shakes, and the sea is endless!

A series of lightning released a vast and righteous light, illuminating people with nothing to hide!

As soon as Xiao Jiu, whose vitality was passing, entered this sea of thunder, he was ruthlessly struck by a bolt of lightning.

She suddenly felt numb all over her body, but she didn't completely lose consciousness all of a sudden.

A flute flew out of her shattered dantian and hung above her body, shedding a ray of clear light.

She felt that the lightning bolts that followed on her body were significantly less powerful.

It was just enough for her to enjoy the pain and numbness without fainting!

She looked at the flute with a little resentment, but this resentful gaze just swept to the bamboo strips that came out of her shattered dantian and were also enjoying the baptism of thunder.

The emerald green bamboo strips were not scorched black by the thunder, but trembled at every lightning bolt.

She looked at the bamboo strips with bare poles and trembling branches, how could she feel that it was so excited?

Xiao Jiu hadn't noticed that her dissipating consciousness was actually more active than before.

Because when Yu Xin paid attention to herself, the flute, and the bamboo strip for a moment, her attention was attracted by the screams on the side!

"Ah、、、、、、

Thunderfield?

How can it be? ”

The huge lightning struck Hua Song Zhenjun's body, and it only took two blows to split him into charcoal, and there was no trace of life.

And this coke quickly turned into wisps of black gas, which was absorbed by a crystal like jade stone between the thunderbolts, and the stone seemed to become a little more translucent.

And that scream and that vague word became Hua Song Zhenjun's last words!

Xiao Jiu didn't have much reaction before he was diverted again.

Not far from her, the lightning power that was even greater than the power of the lightning that slashed on Hua Song Zhenjun's body, and the thunder that was hundreds of times faster slashed on a huge turtle shell.

And then another split!

Before she had time to feel heartache for her natal magic weapon, the turtle shell quickly deformed and then dissipated!

The world around is a pure world, except for the lightning and thunder that are pure and stone-like.

Xiao Jiu was motionless like this, suffering relentless and endless pain in the dense lightning.

Maybe she was used to the pain of demonic energy entering her body, and her consciousness could still simply focus on the outside.

It wasn't until much later that she reacted.

Isn't she going to die?

Why hasn't he died yet?

How did her body look like it was moving?

And that bamboo strip, hey! Why are you getting more and more excited?

Is it cool to be struck by lightning?

And the flute, huh?

Out of the corner of her eye, she swept a stone that was similar to the prototype of the flute, but it was out of sight for a moment.

Because there is no place in her body that can move except for her eyeballs, and her body is still moving, and there are endless lightning bolts around her.

Xiao Jiu's consciousness was always on the verge of fainting, so her thoughts turned very simply.

Until I don't know how long it has passed.

She felt a trace of pure vitality in her body after being slashed by the lightning that had stolen her into charcoal.

That vitality soaked into his charred body, and it actually injected a trace of vitality into the flesh that was about to be exhausted.

There is very little vitality, so there is very little vitality increased.

But I can't resist the infinity of lightning!

Therefore, the vitality of flesh and blood is more and more vigorous、、、、、、 (to be continued.) )