After Ji Ge's sword slashed through the giant palm and left a staggering mark on the sky, the heroic spirit that he had finally accumulated in his chest was "squandered" by him.

The reason why he was able to swing that sword was not only to drain the spiritual power in his body, but also to truly dim the golden branch physique at this time.

He even spit out the heroic spirit in his chest that he had worked so hard to accumulate in the Sigui floor wall for ten years like the thrifty and thrifty people in the market.

Ji Ge fell from the sky with a depressed expression.

The giant palm on the top of his head was shattered and peeled off by his righteous sword.

Then the giant palm came to a standstill in the void.

It's like the owner of that palm is thinking about everything.

In the end, it seemed that a choice had been made, and the index finger of the giant palm moved slightly, holding the weak spirit of the green branch that Wen Zhili and Ji Ge had no time to take care of before.

Then he planned to leave this place through the rift in the sky.

I don't know when Wen Zhili, who has reverted back to his human form, is soaked with blood all over his body at this time, and he is simply dressed in black, so he will not be easily noticed.

But Ji Ge could smell the strong smell of blood on her body so far away from her.

Wen Zhili's face was completely pale at this time, she stared at the giant palm that slowly left here, and suddenly shouted: "Ji Ge, you can't let it leave the world here with that divine soul." ”

Immediately, Ji Ge saw her hands pinching, her lips moving, and muttering something in her mouth.

When Ji Ge heard this, he planned to lift the agarwood again, but the agarwood was undoubtedly as heavy as a thousand pounds to him who had exhausted his spiritual power in the spiritual sea at this time, Ji Ge clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, the five knuckles were white, and the agarwood that was half an inch into the ground was still not moving.

At this time, Wen Zhili is also at the end of the strong crossbow, but she has experienced the battle thousands of years ago, and she has accompanied that person from the hardships of life and death, so I am afraid that only she knows what kind of big trouble it will cause if she lets that giant palm take away the soul of the green branch.

As soon as he thought of this, Wen Zhili's trance-like eyes were a little more resolute because of excessive blood loss.

She bit the tip of her tongue with her teeth, and a stream of pure blood was spat out on the obscure and mysterious spirit trick in front of her.

She held the spirit trick in both hands and threw it upward, and the spirit trick turned into a streamer of light and flew towards the giant palm.

The moment the spirit trick that Wen Zhili had worked hard to cast touched the giant palm, the spirit trick exploded, and thousands of dense red chains were locked on the giant palm.

These red chains stained with Wen Zhili's essence blood were connected with the Great Dao of the Heavens at this time, and they actually slowed down the speed at which the giant palm retracted a little.

"Huh?"

After that "great rebellion", there was another sound of majesty and incomparably majestic eyes on everything from the heavenly dome.

Then Ji Ge saw that there were subtle cracks in the red chains, and then they broke one by one.

"Ji Ge, are you okay?!" Wen Zhili turned his head anxiously to look at Ji Ge, who was struggling to draw his sword, and asked loudly.

Ji Ge, who had blue tendons on his forehead, pursed his lips after hearing Wen Zhili's questioning words.

He suddenly remembered that he was sitting on the steps in front of the lobby with his father and counting the stars in the sky one by one, but after a short count, he found that he had long forgotten whether the one on the tip of his finger had counted, and the stars in the sky were like the bright lights of the world under the canopy, how could he count them.

I remember that although I had been married for five or six years, my father, who was still out of character, patted his forehead and said to himself nonsensically, "Men, you can't say that you can't do it, especially when asked by a woman." ”

He remembered that his father was then dragged back to the room by his mother, who had been looking for him, with his ears grabbing her ears and begging for mercy.

Ji Ge thought

There was a wry smile on his face.

"Ji Ge!" Wen Zhili asked again after seeing Ji Ge, who seemed to be wandering unmoved.

After being "woken up" by Wen Zhili, Ji Ge's expression was shocked, he raised his eyebrows and shouted impatiently at Wen Zhili, who was already a little unpleasant: "Wen Zhili, what are you shouting?!"

"Master, do I need to tell you if I can do it?!"

Wen Zhili was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then a cold look appeared on his face.

It's just that at this time, Ji Ge has already sunk down, his hands are clenched on the hilt of the sword, his teeth are clenched, and his exposed muscles bulge like a dragon.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ji Ge's divine soul, which was sitting in the sky above the spiritual sea, saw that the golden figure sitting opposite seemed to move.

Then Ji Ge let out a loud shout and pulled the agarwood out of the ground.

This pull is another pull out of the world.

The original night became gray at this time, and Ji Ge staggered back a few steps because of too much force, and then sat on the ground.

Seeing the agarwood that had escaped from his hand, a golden arc of sword qi was drawn from the air and rushed to the sky.

At this time, the red chains on the giant palm were all broken, and the palm holding the remnant soul of the green branch had retreated to the mouth of the crack in the sky.

Wen Zhili, who had already planned for the worst, suddenly raised his eyes to look at the sword qi that was soaring into the sky, and his face couldn't help but show a touch of hope again.

As if sensing the approach of the sword qi, the giant palm flipped slightly, the back of the hand facing down, intending to block the sword qi for the green branch.

It's just that it may be that the owner of the giant palm underestimated the golden sword qi that Ji Ge had pulled out with the strength of milk.

The sword qi pierced through the giant palm and disappeared from the crack in the sky.

Then a piece of scale armor was peeled off and smashed down on the top of Ji Ge's head.

As for the agarwood, after flipping in the air a few times, it was inserted straight between the legs of Ji Ge, who was sitting on the ground.

Ji Ge tugged at the corners of his mouth, he gently wiped a trace of cold sweat from his forehead, and muttered in a low voice, "It's almost really not good." ”

The huge scale armor that had been peeled off by the sword aura of the agarwood also smashed down on him.

It's just that it suddenly shrank in mid-air a few feet away from Ji Ge, turning into a piece of black scale armor only the size of an adult's palm, and landed on Ji Ge's body "lightly".

Immediately, Ji Ge's body was pressed into the ground.

Ji Ge coughed a few times, rolled his eyes and fainted completely.

Wen Zhili's face turned pale and fell to the ground, and as soon as his figure hit the ground, he staggered to his knees and vomited a mouthful of blood.

She looked at Ji Ge, who had fainted in the ground, and stepped forward gently.

Gently picked up the palm-sized black scale armor on his chest, and glanced at Ji Ge, who was unconscious, "It's really a blessing for Saion to lose his horse." ”

Maybe only she knew that the scale armor in her hand was a real dragon scale, and it was also the orthodoxy of the dragon clan.

Wen Zhili gently tapped the dragon scales in his hand, and there was a sound of gold and stone.

If it can be refined into armor and armor, it can at least resist the power of several attacks in the Infant Transformation Realm or even further up to the Guiding Realm.

The reason why he was able to do this was because Wen Zhili knew that the owner of this dragon scale might already be an old dragon who had stepped into the realm of returning to the truth, and it was even higher than his peak realm back then.

Wen Zhili squatted down and put the heavy dragon scales back into Ji Ge's arms.

Money is not leaked, this is also the truth she learned when she followed Youxiong's side to travel to the mainland.

Immediately, she patted Ji Ge's face, "I'll spare you this time." ”

Then she stepped out of the deep pit, clutching her chest and walking towards the stone embroidery mansion.

She just watched Ji Ge, and she unconsciously spared Ji Ge from being uncomfortable

Graceful stone embroidery, go and carry him back.

In a void on the verge of shattering, several peaks floated in mid-air.

Although the aura here is extremely rich and abundant, it is extremely disordered, and it is ultimately caused by the previous great shock.

An old man with gray hair sitting cross-legged on top of the mountains fluttering back and forth laughed angrily after looking at the two scars in his hands.

One in the palm of the hand and one on the back of the hand.

And the remnant soul in his palm was lifeless at this time.

Although he wanted to use the back of his hand to block that sword qi for him before, he was a person who also underestimated the use of the sword, and even underestimated the long sword that swung out golden sword qi.

First, the already weak divine soul was fundamentally injured by that sword qi, and secondly, he crossed the void thousands of miles away in his palm.

Even if the soul is in its prime, it is much weaker, not to mention the already weak green branches that took the initiative to disperse the seven spirits before.

The god who looked at the spirit in his hand with gloomy eyes and no dead qi spread out, and gently crushed it to powder with a grip of his right hand.

Then he sprinkled the Divine Soul Powder, which had been secretly arranging chess pieces for many years, into this space.

Immediately, he stood up, and the mountain that had been suspended in the air for an unknown number of years collapsed.

"The truth that you insist on concealing but you don't know that it is because of your concealment that my guess has been verified, isn't this kind of action just three hundred taels of silver here?"

He brought his palm close to the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, "A dragon that only has the Heavenly Aspect Realm, and..."

He looked at the two scars on his hands, frowned, and said with a gloomy look in his eyes, "Or is it that even Qingyun Blessed Land is related to this matter?"

He could clearly smell a hint of agro fragrance from these two wounds.

Those who can cut out this kind of sword qi, looking at the entire desolate ancient land, are only the agarwood in the hands of Ji Qingyun, the owner of the Qingyun blessed land that has risen like a comet over the years, and crushed many cultivation demons into that Lang Bang Blessed Land.

As soon as he thought of this, the old man took out a piece of jade slip from his bosom and gently crushed it.

Then there was a tearing sound from a void somewhere in the heavens and earth, causing the already shattered void to shake.

A crack was torn apart somewhere in the void, and out of the crack came a well-dressed figure with spiritual power pouring out of his body.

The gray-haired old man saw the figure coming out of the crack, and stepped forward respectfully.

The old man, who had once crossed the void with a giant palm and planned to kill and suppress the Terran cottage, bowed to the figure whose face he couldn't see clearly, and said, "I've seen Zhaoji. ”

The figure who was called Zhaoji by the old man nodded, and slowly asked, "But there is news?"

The old man nodded, peeled off the golden sword qi in his hand, and handed it to the figure in front of him.

Although they tried their best to cover up the truth, the villain was roughly certain that they were from the sinful Xuanyuan line. ”

"And Qingyun Blessed Land also seems to have an affair with them. ”

The figure let out a light "oh", put the sword qi in his palm, and ordered: "I will go back to the Ming God Emperor for this matter, and you can wait with peace of mind again." ”

"The villain thanked Shoji-sama. The old man fell to his knees with a thud.

"As long as the villain can be separated from this world, the villain is willing to saddle the horse for the gods, and he will never give up. ”

The figure nodded, said no more, and turned around and left the world.

When the void crack closed, the old man slowly stood up, looked at the dim and gray sky above his head, and roared angrily.

Transformed into a huge dragon shuttling between the peaks of the mountains, the dragon's tail swinged, and the mountains and rivers were shattered.