Even without Zong Ke's suspected weapon of the law of cause and effect, Ling Jun was not very worried about his current situation.

Not to mention that as long as the spirit clan is not destroyed, no matter how serious the attack on the spirit body is, there is a slight chance of survival; just after knowing that something may have happened to this double cultivation ceremony, a drop of essence blood that Jing Hong gave her was enough for her to live.

Jing Hong is no longer an ordinary dragon, but a demon clan who has inherited the bloodline of ancient fierce beasts, and it just so happens that the bloodline she inherited is good at the method of space - use this bloodline to replace cinnabar, and write the words "Tyuming City in the East China Sea" on the Xuanjing book, and she can also return to Xuanjing Lantai.

However, there is one bad thing about this, that is, Lingjun can only escape by himself, and other people will not carry Xuanjingshu.

Ling Jun is not Yi Ru, and the relationship with Jing Hong and Ye Shi Jian is far inferior to that of Yi Ru and other spirit clans in the Ten Thousand Souls Secret Realm, if the matter really reaches the point of no return, she will undoubtedly run away directly.

But there was still a little time to struggle, and she didn't want to flee back to Xuanjing Lantai in disgrace, so she concentrated her whole mind and tried to find a glimmer of life.

- It's not just she's working hard, it's everyone.

The spirit secret technique was urged to the extreme, and this world blocked by the space ban quietly changed in Lingjun's vision, people are no longer humans, demons are no longer demons, and treasures are no longer treasures, whether they live or die, they have only one name for her: Spirit Shadow.

She could no longer hear the screams and wails that sounded around her from time to time, and she had no time to pay attention to the increasingly fierce spiritual storm, only a colorful and distorted color in front of her, as if someone had rolled a paintbrush on the palette, and then applied it to the drawing paper at random, revealing a frightening weirdness in the disorder.

Ling Jun can only be regarded as a pseudo-spirit heart stage (Yuan Infant) spirit clan now, and the spirit sense secret technique has not been cultivated much more profoundly, so the overload urging will not last long, and it will cause damage to her spiritual thoughts.

But the price paid was not for nothing, and among the countless messy and chaotic spirit shadows, she glimpsed a different spirit shadow.

It's hard to describe how that Spirit Shadow is different from other Spirit Shadows, but just by looking at it, a thought rose in Ling Jun's heart: "This is the key to breaking the game!"

The shadow of the spirit is ...... Yu Zhichuan!

Ling Jun immediately accepted the Soul Sensing Secret Technique, and turned to other techniques to detect perception, and quickly found Yu Zhichuan's location.

An inexplicable light flashed in her eyes, this Yu Zhichuan ...... She may not be human at all!

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When chaos came, Lou Ming had treasures to protect Yu Shanshan, and the two of them were naturally safe and sound, while Qiu Yue Qin was miserable, he had just been toyed with by his sweetheart, and then he thought about the future path, and in an instant, he was determined to live and die.

At the critical moment, it was Yu Shanshan who easily dragged him out of the ruthless play of fate, and also allowed him to escape the fate of being shocked to death by the aftermath of the first wave of battle.

"Shanshan, what do you care about him?" Lou Ming glared at Qiu Yue Qin dissatisfiedly.

Yu Shanshan had actually guessed that there might be some connection between Lou Ming and Venerable Chenghui, and even today's "snatching of relatives" was also the plan of the two, but she didn't care, let alone felt that "your conspiracy has tarnished my pure love" - they are just ambiguous now, and they haven't reached that point yet.

"Hey, look at him pitiful, just take it as poverty alleviation. ”

Lou Ming snorted, took Yu Shanshan away, and no longer cared about Qiu Yue Qin.

After Qiu Yue Qin calmed down, he realized that he had almost gone mad, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and hurriedly stabilized his state of mind - he still had to find his parents and relatives in the increasingly fierce spiritual power storm. Book bar

The six Venerables fought each other, even if it was Venerable Qiuhua, in order to take care of the overall situation, it was impossible to have the slightest restraint, let alone be distracted to protect the people of the Qiu clan, and because the Qiu clan was the host, almost all of the people who came were of the same lineage, all of them were high and powerful, and the seat was closest to the Venerable - that is, the place closest to the core of the war now.

Therefore, in the first wave alone, they have already suffered heavy casualties.

Qiu Yue Qin was anxious in his heart, his parents were both out-of-body cultivators, and they should still be alive, but Qiu Yue Qi didn't like to cultivate on weekdays, and he relied on the resources of the clan to smash the Golden Pill Period, how much strength could he have to struggle under such a storm?

It's a pity that everything is chaotic at this time, not only did he not find Qiu Yueqi, but even he couldn't last long.

It was at this time that a familiar aura appeared near Qiu Yue Qin, his body stiffened, and the mental defense that had just been rebuilt was crumbling again.

It turned out that Yu Zhichuan happened to be thrown near him by the spiritual storm, and the two of them actually met again so quickly.

Qiu Yue Qin glanced at her complicatedly, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

Now that he and Yu Zhichuan have broken off their righteousness, and Venerable Chenghui has taken the lead in the Qiuming Spirit Realm, it can be said that the two of them have a deep enmity like the sea, and he should not have shown mercy to his subordinates - he has no intention of showing mercy to his subordinates.

It's just that...... Yu Zhichuan has the treasure of Venerable Chenghui to protect him, and he can't hurt her at all, so don't waste time.

However, Yu Zhichuan suddenly asked, "Do you hate me?"

Qiu Yue Qin paused, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips, he didn't say anything, and continued to search for Qiu Yue Qi.

"If you hate me, then we'll settle it. Yu Zhichuan's voice came from behind him, cold and cold, "I hate you too - if you can survive, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Every moment she struggled under Venerable Chenghui's hands, she hoped that Qiu Yue Qin would come to save him, but for more than a hundred years, she hadn't waited for anything—reason told her that this was human nature, but who could force someone in despair to keep their sanity all the time?

They have loved each other for a long time, and they have promised each other for life, so how can he stand on the shore when she falls into the abyss?

From love to hatred, what Yu Zhichuan did today is just a revenge in her opinion.

Qiu Yue Qin didn't want to say a word to Yu Zhichuan, the two people who loved each other fell to such a point, and they actually reached a consensus on only one thing - if they could survive, they would both chase and kill each other, and they would never die.

Because of love, Yu Zhichuan did not have the indifference and ruthlessness in front of Venerable Chenghui at this time, and her mind would still be turbulent by the person in front of her, so that she ignored some seemingly trivial things until she ......

"Poof!"

Yu Zhichuan only felt a chill in her eyebrows, and then an extremely cold dark sword light exploded in her soul, tearing her Yuan Ying to pieces.

Yuanying Monk's life was tenacious, even if she was hit hard, Yu Zhichuan did not die immediately, she could feel that life was passing at an incredible speed, but strangely enough, her mind was extremely clear—more sober than ever.

She saw Qiuyue Qin Huoran turn around, her eyes flashed with extreme shock, and then she didn't make any moves, quietly watching her towards death.

"I still lost...... Lost to ...... This damn fate. ”