As soon as the shield was formed, Helian Jue's attack had already slashed through the air, slamming into his chest under the angry gaze of the man in black.

"Poof" was hit hard, the man in black shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, slowly dripping down his jaw.

Seeing that the man in black was injured, Zi Yanxin screamed in surprise, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the man in black, his eyes were shocked and frightened.

The Lord is mysterious, and he was defeated under the blow of the king, how strong is the strength of the king?!

As soon as he pushed Zi Yanruo away, the man in black stood up, his black eyes under the mask burning with anger, "You broke through the Spirit Saint"

As soon as the man in black said this, everyone was shocked.

The highest level of spiritual cultivation in the Holy Spirit Continent is the Spirit Saint, and being able to reach the Spirit Saint is the top existence in the world, and Helian Jue actually broke through the boundary of the Spirit Saint and reached a new height, what kind of talent is this!

"Are you ......" Hearing the words of the man in black, Long Ziyue's eyes widened and she looked at Helian Jue in shock.

Helian Jue lowered his eyes and looked at Long Ziyue's beautiful face, and said lightly: "Do you care?" ”

Long Ziyue was stunned for a moment, and then raised the corners of her mouth, "I don't care"

Whether it is the king or the spirit saint, what she cares about is never his identity, just as he never cares about her spiritual veins being wasted, and he never dislikes her concubine.

"Hmph, what a real love scene, it's really moving" With a cold snort, the man in black straightened up, stretched out his hand and wiped the wound, and the bloody wound was completely healed.

After doing this, the man in black turned his gaze to the two people who were hugging each other, and the coldness in his eyes was even worse, "Long Ziyue, since you are unwilling to hand over the soul jade, the deity can only start from your mother."

As the words fell, the man in black stretched out his hand and wiped it in mid-air, and a transparent phantom appeared in mid-air, revealing the scene inside.

In the picture is a transparent ball of light, in which is curled up a woman, the woman is dressed in white and beautiful and dusty, and the inky green silk crosses her cheeks and spreads all over the ground, soft and black, like fine silk.

The woman was lying prone in the ball of light, her slender wrist wrapped around the black vines, the black vines kept wriggling, and bright red blood gushed out of the woman's wrists and was swallowed by the vines.

Seeing the woman's tragic situation clearly, Long Ziyue's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and her cold eyes were full of murderous aura. She has never been a kind-hearted person, and she never cares about the lives of others, but this woman in white inexplicably makes her heart ache.

Black eyes swept over Long Ziyue's cold eyes, the man in black smiled coldly, looked up at the woman in mid-air, and said in a deep voice: "Your daughter is here, don't you want to meet her, Long Yu"

As soon as the man in black said this, Long Ziyue trembled, subconsciously looked up at the woman in the ball of light, and the hand that fell on his side clenched into a fist.

Long Yu, is that her mother?

Hearing the words of the man in black, the figure of the woman in the ball of light flickered, and she slowly raised her head, revealing her eyes as clear as water.

"You said Yue'er is here?" The weak and soft voice sounded softly with a thick eagerness and anticipation, and Long Ziyue's heart ached, and tears wet her eyes.

Turning her head slowly, the woman in white gently raised her eyes to look at Long Ziyue, whose beautiful eyes were trembling, and tears slipped quietly, "Yue'er ......"

The hoarse call was filled with endless thoughts and full of pity, Long Ziyue bit her lip and looked at the woman who looked nine points similar to her, and tears finally fell.

"Mother......" shouted out the desire in her heart with tears, and Long Ziyue trembled and walked towards the phantom step by step.

It was her mother, the mother she had never met for thirteen years, that was her flesh-and-blood relative, and it was the deepest call in her heart.