Chapter 73: The Door Opens
"Friends?"
The moon god was puzzled, but when her beautiful eyes turned to see the woman with a bewitching face in the corner, she suddenly realized.
"Is it Jiang Li?"
Donghuang did not respond.
At this moment, a dingdong sound like a spring sounded in the space, and at the same time, an inexplicable energy diffused, and the lines visible to the naked eye stretched along the ground, as if an invisible hand was depicted here.
Within a few moments, the lines were drawn.
Everyone looked down and saw that it was a complicated formation.
The formation exudes a radiant brilliance, as warm and soft as the morning sun.
"The door is open, you can let us go."
In the center of the magic circle, Concubine Yan held the unconscious Gao Yue and looked at the Eastern Emperor coldly and said.
The reason why the Eastern Emperor took their mother and daughter was to unlock the seal of this last door, and in order to keep her daughter Gao Yue from being injured, Concubine Yan agreed to let them go, and the Eastern Emperor also agreed.
"Would you like to go back to the Yin and Yang home with me?"
did not answer Concubine Yan, the Eastern Emperor asked rhetorically.
Hearing this, the moon god was surprised: "Your Excellency the Eastern Emperor ......"
The Eastern Emperor raised his hand to stop the moon god and looked at Concubine Yan silently.
Concubine Yan was also taken aback by the Eastern Emperor's question.
Her behavior is not a problem even if she is killed in the Yin and Yang family, and now the Eastern Emperor is still preparing to let herself return.
However, she was only taken aback, and then regained her cold look.
"Thank you, Lord Donghuang, for your kindness."
This is a direct refusal.
For Concubine Yan, the Yin and Yang family has nothing to be nostalgic for, especially after learning that Yan Dan died under the Six Souls Fear Curse.
Hearing this, Donghuang was silent and then slowly spit out the two words: "Let's go." ”
Concubine Yan glanced at Donghuang and nodded, then picked up Gao Yue and got up to leave.
But at this moment, the phantom sound treasure box in the eyes of the array turned rapidly, and golden runes fell from above, floating in this space, pervasive in all directions.
Soon, this space was filled with these runes, golden light, even brighter than the outside.
"What's going on?"
The crowd was shocked and didn't understand what was going on.
Wow –
After all the runes appeared, the Phantom Sound Treasure Box suddenly froze, and then it seemed to echo with many runes.
Suddenly, the golden light shone brightly, and the dazzling golden light spread.
Not only this cave, but the entire mountain cliff in the outside world has been rendered into a real golden mountain by this golden light.
"What's that?"
Looking at the Jinshan not far away, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang were puzzled.
"There's a very terrifying energy there." Wei Zhuang felt it and said, "Is that the secret contained in the Seven Nights of Canglong?" ”
Wei Zhuang didn't know, and Gai Nie didn't know, so the two of them galloped towards Jinshan.
It's just that before he has run far, the golden light is gone.
?!!
"It seems to be a step too late."
Although he was a little disappointed, Gai Nie didn't take it to heart, looked at the cliff and whispered, "I hope Xiao Jiang is safe." ”
......
Inside the cliff, when the golden light appeared, everyone closed their eyes in unison, but what followed was a strong sense of weightlessness, as if falling from a height.
Everyone was in a hurry, wanting to open their eyes to investigate the situation, but the dazzling golden light did not allow it at all, so they had to use their own means.
There is only one person, helpless.
After all, she was seriously injured and did not have the slightest true qi on her, so she could only fall in despair.
"Childe."
Jiang Li's voice and appearance appeared in front of the desperate Flame Spirit Ji, and she reached out and stroked it, but what she touched was only nothingness.
I couldn't help but let a trace of tears slip from the corners of Flame Lingji's eyes.
"I'm sorry Childe, Lingji disappointed you."
Obviously, Jiang Li let himself take care of Gao Yue's mother and daughter when he left, but in the end, he ended up like this, and Flame Spirit Ji regretted it, but it was more of a nostalgia.
Just as Flame Spirit Ji was about to say goodbye to this world, her palm was suddenly wrapped in a burst of warmth, and her body fell into a warm embrace, and the voice engraved in the depths of her mind sounded in her ears.
"Little fool, what are you crying about."
Hearing this, Flame Spirit Ji wanted to open her eyes and look at the person she was haunted by.
But at this time, there is a golden light outside, and if you open your eyes, it will hurt your eyes.
But at this time, Flame Spirit Ji would take care of these, and the joy in her heart had already made her forget about the danger, and she only wanted to see the face of her beloved.
Fortunately, Jiang Li's eyes were quick, he stretched out his hand to cover Flame Lingji's eyes, and scolded: "What are you anxious about, it hurts your eyes." ”
Flame Spirit Ji nodded, leaned on Jiang Li's chest, and whimpered silently.
"Good work."
The palm of his hand caressed Flame Spirit Ji's head, and Jiang Qian said in pain.
Hearing this, Flame Spirit Ji shook her head, but her shoulders trembled even more.
Feeling the grief of Flame Spirit Ji, Jiang Li's eyes gradually became cold, but his words were tender and sweet.
"Don't worry, it's going to be over soon, it's going to be fine."
"Hmm."
......
I don't know how long it took for the weightlessness to disappear.
The down-to-earth feeling made everyone feel very relieved and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
At the same time, the dazzling golden light disappeared, allowing everyone to open their eyes, but due to the long period of strong light, they fainted in front of them.
Donghuang Taiyi is no exception.
Just as the Eastern Emperor was adapting to the light, a great danger suddenly came from the front door.
Subconsciously, the Eastern Emperor retreated rapidly, and at the same time, he pinched the seal with his hand, and the Qi of Longyou gathered in front of him to form a barrier to block this danger.
But due to the haste, the barrier was directly broken.
A dangerously sharp aura locked onto his eyebrows.
However, at this time, the Eastern Emperor no longer had the previous panic.
Although the previous barrier was shattered, it also bought him a breath of time, which made him fully prepared.
"Sealed."
The Eastern Emperor let out a loud shout, and dozens of runes flew out from his fingers and pressed against the object that threatened him.
Suddenly, the breath was reduced and the danger was resolved.
"Sword?"
After this crisis, the Eastern Emperor's vision also recovered, and he saw clearly that this thing that threatened him was actually a purple sword.
The sword is three feet and seven inches long, the sword body is covered with colorful cloud patterns, the blade is cold and cold, and the killing intent is awe-inspiring.
Although the sword is good, the Eastern Emperor has no time to take care of it, because the murderer's next killing move has already attacked.
Bang la blah.
The sound of the iron rope sliding sounded from all around, but more than a dozen golden chains were seen rushing from all directions, leaving the Eastern Emperor with nowhere to escape.
At the same time, a pitch-black sword appeared above his head, and those chains fell towards the Eastern Emperor one after the other.
But that's not all.
Transparent silk threads shrouded the Eastern Emperor like spider webs, accompanied by a white-clothed figure.
Jiang Li!?
The Eastern Emperor was shocked.
He thought that Jiang Li would make a move on him, but he didn't want to make a move as soon as he calmed down, which caught him off guard.
The silk thread is transparent and invisible, but the vigilance of life is reminding the Eastern Emperor to flee.
But Jiang Li's attacks were all around him, and there was no way to escape.
And Jiang Li also broke the seal of the Ziwei Sword at this moment, and came over with the sword in his hand.
The line between life and death.