Several figures looked at the abnormal falling kite, and they all nodded approvingly, thinking that her potential was very huge.

"But it's not the right time to break out..."

"Which of you is going to stop it?"

A female voice sounded, it was the person who claimed to be the palace before.

"Hmph, I'm not going. ”

A little girl's voice rang out, and she was talking angrily, as if she was throwing a tantrum.

"Heh, I'd better go, it's my son after all..."

A man spoke, walking out of the darkness, a huge pillar of lightning light illuminated his face, and it was the founding ancestor of the Purple Sword Pavilion, Jian Xuan.

Everyone in the darkness was staring at this bright light, and they all saw Jian Xuan for the first time.

The fairy was slightly stunned, revealing a look of disbelief.

The Heroic Warrior Emperor on the side frowned, and said in a low voice: "This is different from what was said..."

The immortal was silent, looking at Jian Xuan, and then at the zither.

After a long time, the fairy spoke: "This girl... We can't let it go any longer..."

The Heroic Emperor looked sideways slightly and looked at the immortal.

"Why, you've broken your promise again and again, and now you want to break your promise a fourth time?"

"We've got it all right. ”

"Nothing can go wrong with this..."

"Otherwise... A lot of things are going to change..."

The Heroic Emperor squinted his eyes and said in a threatening tone.

The fairy was silent again.

"Since you're sure, it's up to you..."

The fairy said, taking out a small vial from his bosom.

Now everyone can't use spiritual power, and if they want to leave, they can only use magic weapons.

The Heroic Emperor looked at the vial in the immortal's hand.

"I didn't expect you to have such a treasure..."

"What, you're going to leave right now?"

"You caused this trouble. ”

The immortal heard the dissatisfaction of the Heroic Emperor, and smiled faintly.

"Heh, it's me who caused it, so I'm leaving. ”

"Otherwise, this girl won't stop. ”

"At the end of the day, we're probably all going to die. ”

The cork was uncorked, and a glowing red smoke emanated from the bottle.

Xian blew lightly.

The red smoke spread quickly, like a spiritual intelligence, wandering in the darkness, looking for the person the immortal needed.

It didn't take long for the shining red smoke to pass through the entire battlefield, enveloping all the people that the immortals needed in it.

In the end, the smoke enveloped the fairy.

"The rest is up to you, and if you survive, it's business as usual. ”

The immortal looked at the Heroic Warrior Emperor and said in a mocking tone.

The red smoke retracted into the bottle, and the fairy was the last to enter the bottle, and the uncorked bottle closed itself, and the small bottle disappeared out of thin air.

The Heroic Emperor looked at the disappearing vial, shook his head with some regret, and looked at the abnormal falling kite.

"It's a shame... The girl in this state is completely unconscious..."

The spiritual power continued to surge towards the body of the kite.

The right leg of the kite has disintegrated.

The black dragon in the huge lightning tunnel had already poked out most of its head.

Jian Xuan's body was lit up with a barrier of starlight and darkness, and with crazy spiritual power, he walked to Luozheng with difficulty.

"Girl... Wake up!"

"Do you want to tear this world apart?!"

Jian Xuan shouted loudly, trying to wake up the falling kite.

Luo Zheng seemed to hear Jian Xuan's voice, turned his head slightly, and looked at Jian Xuan with a pair of deep and dark eyes.

"Kill!"

A scream, accompanied by a strange sound, came from the mouth of the kite.

The surrounding darkness instantly gathered several sharp arrows, shooting out from all directions, attacking Jian Xuan.

Jian Xuan had no choice but to strengthen the barrier and take on this wave of attacks.

The reinforced barrier blocked most of the sharp arrows, but there were still a few holes that pierced through the barrier and opened a few holes in Jian Xuan's body.

Jian Xuan shook his body, barely standing still.

There was no blood flowing from those wounds, but spiritual power from the starlight and darkness wafting out from the wounds.

"It's bad... It's even better than I thought..."

Jian Xuan muttered to himself a little helplessly, took a deep breath, a faint light lit up on his body, and those few wounds healed on their own.

"Heh, you are an ancestor, you were injured by your own children, what a shame. ”

In the darkness, a woman's voice sounded, teasing Jian Xuan.

"She didn't use the legacy I left behind, it doesn't matter. ”

Jian Xuan said casually, and all the wounds on his body had recovered.

"There's no way, it looks like I can only come hard..."

Jian Xuan stepped forward again, this time directly in front of Luo Zheng.

Luo Zheng looked at him and was about to speak again.

Jian Xuan quickly made a move, slapped his palm on the top of her head, and then burst into a shout, and his palm slowly raised, slowly pulling out the spiritual power that poured into Luo Zheng's body.

"Hey, the old ancestor has a lot of methods, so rude, and he is not afraid that this spiritual power will run wild, and he will directly blow you up with the girl. ”

The woman teased again, and although it was terrifying, there was no hint of worry in her tone.

Jian Xuan didn't say anything back, and struggled to pull the spiritual power.

Those spiritual powers gathered together, like a thick tentacle, constantly struggling, unwilling to leave the kite.

At this time, the falling kite trembled violently, and seemed to have completely lost consciousness, and even the instinct that had just made the move disappeared, and it completely turned into a puppet.

As the spiritual tentacles were pulled out, the huge lightning channel gradually contracted.

The black dragon, which had just poked out most of its head, was gradually squeezed back, letting out an angry roar, but it could not affect the passage, so it could only let it shrink.

Jian Xuan was engrossed in pulling, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, which seemed to be extremely consumed.

The spiritual tentacles seemed to be tired and stopped struggling, the black dragon in the lightning channel also stopped roaring, and the kite no longer trembled, and the situation seemed to have improved.

"Heh, it is worthy of being a representative of the times, and it really suppressed the spiritual power of this riot..."

"It seems that this palace is underestimating you again..."

The woman continued to tease, and the pleasure in her tone grew stronger.

There was another tug, and the tentacles had been ripped out a lot.

The whirlwind of spiritual power around Luo Zheng had subsided, and there was no longer any spiritual power surging into her body.

The huge lightning channel was still half smaller, and the black dragon head above was no longer visible, only the shadow showed that the black dragon had not left.

Jian Xuan exhaled softly, and most of his hanging heart was lowered.

The woman who called herself Hongu hummed a little song.

All these phenomena indicate that the situation is getting better.

The little girl who hadn't spoken for a long time suddenly said, "This day, why hasn't there been any change?"

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Jian Xuan's body froze and stopped pulling.

The woman who called herself Hongu also stopped humming a little song and looked up at the sky in unison.

After a moment of silence, I heard the woman say coldly: "Old man... What the hell are you doing?!"

Jian Xuan was also startled, his face changed color, and he glared angrily at the falling kite that had stopped trembling.

"You dare to kill the Lord!"

The puppet-like kite suddenly showed a sly smile, and a pair of dark eyes looked at Jian Xuan.

A deep voice echoed through heaven and earth.

"Hehehe, so what?"

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