"Stop!"

As if he had just woken up from a dream, Qi Xuan looked at the sword and scolded in astonishment.

Because he had been focusing on Li Yunsheng, Qi Xue only noticed Jiaoji's knife when the knife momentum was already completed.

It stands to reason that at such a close distance, with Qi Jiao's cultivation and thoughts, it is impossible to discover the knife at this moment.

The reason for this was just because Qi Yu was taken away from all his attention by the change in Li Yunsheng's expression just now.

Just now, although Qi Xuan only glanced at the sad little disciple of Qiushui, this glance made him almost fall into a catastrophe.

At first, he just wanted to see what kind of expression the little Qiushui disciple would show when he faced his senior brother's humiliation.

Just as he had planned, the little disciple put down the sword in his hand and dispersed the True Yuan around him, his expression changing from shock to sadness.

But what he didn't expect was that at the next moment when the expression of the little disciple of Qiushui turned to sadness, he felt that his emotions suddenly fell into a "whirlpool" of extreme sorrow and anger.

If it is an ordinary person, they may feel that they are infected by the emotions of the little disciple of Qiushui, which is the so-called empathy.

But he is Qi Worm, the famous palace master of the Netherworld Palace, Qi Worm, and a demon clan who has always been known for his powerful soul, how could his emotions be infected by an ordinary cultivator?

He was puzzled.

And it was at the time when this incomprehensible thought arose that he found himself completely "captured" by the other party's spirit, he was completely caught in the other party's emotions and could not extricate himself, he grieved with the other party's grief, anger and anger, he seemed to have lost himself

The soul of a demon palace master was captured by the unconscious "emotion" of a little disciple of Qiushui, which was an extremely incredible thing.

But Qi Xuan's "incredible" was not over, his immobile "divine soul" was sucked into the center of the whirlpool, and it was in the center of the whirlpool that he saw a terrifying scene like the legendary purgatory.

And in the center of this scene, a young man with a golden halo hanging his hand and holding a sword, stood indifferently in the sea of corpses and blood.

As if aware of the arrival of "Qi Jiao", the young man raised his head and glanced at Qi Jiao with an expressionless face and a dead look.

With just one glance, Qi Xuan only felt that his soul was torn apart piece by piece as if it had been cut by a thousand knives.

In the next moment, Qi Zhi, who was sweating profusely, woke up suddenly.

Just glanced at the young man, but as if he had died once, Qi Xu's heart, which had been beating steadily, began to tremble.

"What a powerful spirit this is?!"

Qi Xuan's eyes widened in disbelief.

At this time, he looked at the little Qiushui disciple who was completely constricted, and he didn't know whether it was anger or pain on his face, and suddenly had an inexplicable sense of fear, just like when he faced the ancestor who came out of the abyss.

However, before he could digest this fear, he saw that the demonized Jiao Ji slashed at the little disciple of Qiushui with his own origin power.

So there was the instinctive scolding he had just now.

The reason why it is said to be instinct is because from a realistic point of view, his shout is very unreasonable, first, he has no need to help the Qiushui disciple, and second, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Qiushui disciple has completely fallen into a shocked mood at this time, and there is no resistance, and it is just a matter of swords falling from his hands to kill him.

However, instinct told Qi Xue that the knife could not be cut down, as long as the knife was watched, he would be finished.

But obviously, at this moment, Jiaojiao couldn't hear Qi Jiao's shout.

This sword has been completed, and it has attached his unique origin power Qianjun, once this Qianjun power is attached, it is impossible for him to retract the sword.

"Die!"

I saw him roar with an extremely crazy look of excitement, and slashed the huge bone knife at Li Yunsheng's head.

Bang! Bang!

The air erupted with a loud explosion of air under the squeezing force of his sword.

At this moment, Kyauksu suddenly saw that the little disciple of Qiushui, who had been looking sluggish, suddenly turned his head towards him, a pair of stagnant pupils looked straight at him, and a golden strip came out of his dark pupils, and then he opened his mouth and spit out a note that sounded very complicated to Kyaukji, and at the moment when this note appeared, Kyaukji seemed to feel that his soul was burned by something, and an indescribable pain made his knife move suddenly slow.

"Divine Soul Attack?!"

At the same time as these words appeared in his mind, the closed mouth of the Qiushui disciple with godless eyes and golden eyes opened again, and he was about to spit out another note.

The instinct obtained from thousands of battles told Jiao Ji to stop and flee quickly, but the inertia of the knife position made him unable to stop flying towards the little disciple of Qiushui.

Just as he watched in despair as the boy was about to spit out the next syllable, a figure suddenly knocked him away from the boy like a cannonball.

There was a thud, and the two of them hit the ground in unison.

Kyauk, who had escaped death, found that it was Qi Worm who knocked him away from the young man.

At this time, Qi Zhi was already in a completely demonic state like him, but his face was very ugly, and streams of viscous blue blood seeped out from the gaps in his thick scale armor.

"You got hit by that note?"

Kyauk, who had calmed down from his over-excited state, was full of shame.

"What the hell is that?"

He looked at Li Yunsheng not far away with a wary expression.

"Driven by the Heavenly Divine Soul, the Dragon Language...... We're all careless. ”

Qi Yu also glanced at it, and then took a breath and said.

"Then this son can't stay!"

Hearing this, he trembled, and then said unusually resolutely.

"You and I don't need to do it, leave it to the Immortal League and Yan Prison, anyway, these people can't take away the things under the autumn water. ”

Qi Xue shook his head.

"But ......"

"No, we don't have time here. ”

Jiao Ji looked unwilling and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Qi Xue waving his hand.

"Someone has killed us in the Netherworld!"

He took out a piece of jade and handed it to Kyaukyu.

Jiaoji took the jade slip and looked at it, only to see that the jade slip was written on it: "The underworld is in trouble, return quickly." ”

......

On the other side, as Qi Jiao fell to the ground, Li Yunsheng's cloudy pupils suddenly became clear, and he looked at the demons who were withdrawing from the patio Guan Jiaojiao and Qi Qi as if he had woken up from a nightmare.

"What happened to me just now?"

Li Yunsheng looked at his hand with some shock, and then said with a stunned expression.

But immediately, he remembered the image of his senior brother being humiliated in the virtual image above his head, and suddenly that grief and indignation filled his chest again.

At this moment, he just wanted to rush to the White Stone Mountain immediately to rescue the senior brother, but he couldn't leave behind the big man whose life and death were unknown, as well as the Tianjing Pass coveted by the Immortal Alliance, he could guess even if he guessed, as long as the Tianjing Pass broke through the autumn water The mountain protection array was basically useless, let alone resisting the Heavenly Punishment Array above his head.

Just as he hesitated, a thin hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry for you, so I'll leave it to me. ”

A warm voice he knew all too well said behind him.