Jialan's gaze didn't stay on Ye Qianqiu's body for long, and after confirming that Ye Qianqiu hadn't been damaged much by his strength, he planned to leave.

In Ye Qianqiu's hand, there was only one artifact that slipped through the net. Now that the artifact has been destroyed, Ye Qianqiu has no value to Jialan. Compared to Ye Qianqiu, Jialan is now more interested in other artifacts.

However, Jialan was unable to make a successful departure.

When he was about to leave, he suddenly found that this space, under the control of some force, imprisoned his movements.

The purpose of Ling Xiaojun's sudden appearance and sudden disappearance, Ye Qianqiu didn't have time to think about it. However, this time the other party's incomprehensible behavior just exposed Jialan's weakness to Ye Qianqiu.

Jialan, who can destroy anything, can't destroy what he thinks he can't destroy. Otherwise, why could Ling Xiaojun trap Jialan just by using the illusion.

Ye Qianqiu's method of trapping Jialan this time was obviously different from Ling Xiaojun's. Ling Xiaojin used illusion, but Ye Qianqiu used space.

By placing the power of the Eternal Talisman around herself and Jialan, she didn't believe that Jialan could leave this unchangeable space.

This is the first time that Ye Qianqiu has evolved the power of runes into a range of spells.

Jialan couldn't leave, and he couldn't even move. This feeling, as if this space is rejecting his power.

Not only space, but also time, seems to pass very slowly.

At this moment, it was already impossible for Jialan to admit that he had been restrained by Ye Qianqiu. The power of destruction cannot be used, and his own cultivation cannot come in handy here.

So, Jialan compromised.

The power of resistance weakened, and Ye Qianqiu, who was all in control of the surrounding space, naturally felt it. Retracting control, Ye Qianqiu gasped heavily.

"The artifact has been destroyed. The first words Jia Lan said were enough to make Ye Qianqiu jump to his feet.

But what he said was the truth, when Qianbian disappeared like a bubble before, the last bit of contact between Ye Qianqiu and Qianbian also disappeared.

This is also the root cause of Ye Qianqiu's anger.

"It doesn't make any sense for you to leave me. Jialan spoke again.

"And the artifact hasn't been destroyed. Ye Qianqiu was not to be outdone.

Artifacts, even with the addition of a thousand changes, Jialan has already destroyed four. However, the four only accounted for less than half of the original number of artifacts. If you count the thunder attribute artifacts that Ye Qianqiu melted before, there are still six artifacts that are now at ease outside!

Although I don't know what Jialan destroyed the artifact for, as long as Ye Qianqiu trapped Jialan in this place, Jialan couldn't do anything.

The ruins of Lingxiao Palace have been destroyed. Ye Qianqiu's last bit of hope was also dashed because of Jialan. I can't do what I want to do, so I just do what I can do.

Ye Qianqiu's answer made Jialan really helpless. He finally understood what Ling Xiaojun felt before, killing, not killing, leaving it alone, and affecting what he wanted to do.

The existence of Ye Qianqiu is really a headache.

"Alas. With a long sigh, Jialan pointed to Ye Qianqiu's futon, and he himself was already sitting on the remaining futon: "Your artifact, I can't compensate you anymore." ”

This sentence is true, the artifact is unique, and if it is destroyed, there will be no second one in this world.

"I can't kill you, you can't kill me. Jialan didn't stop, and then continued: "If you insist on doing this, you can only trap me here. ”

After a pause, Jialan looked at Ye Qianqiu: "I have entered the realm of ascension many years ago, and my longevity is with Tianqi, and you are now only at the peak of Yuanying, and your longevity is only three or four hundred years, even if you try your best to keep me here, it will only be three or four hundred years." ”

A hundred years is like a streamer for me.

In the last sentence, Jialan didn't say it directly, but even if he didn't say it, Ye Qianqiu could hear what Jialan meant. Indeed, a hundred years is like a white horse passing through a gap for Jialan.

And for Ye Qianqiu now, no matter how long she lives, three or four hundred years will be her life.

Ye Qianqiu, who gambled this breath with his life and calmed down, realized that he had made a loss-making deal.

Seeing the change in Ye Qianqiu's expression, Jialan understood that what she said had been listened to by the other party.

"I can't let you go. However, just when Jialan thought that she had convinced Ye Qianqiu, Ye Qianqiu rejected him.

"There are no changes, and I am only three or four hundred years old. However, in addition to me, there are many people who have artifacts, and they will go further because of artifacts. ”

Burning oneself and illuminating others was something that Ye Qianqiu would never have done before. However, now this is the only thing Ye Qianqiu can do.

Ling Xiaojun, Ye Qianqiu didn't have the strength to fight at all. Ye Qianqiu also understood now, relying on his own understanding of Ling Xiaojun thousands of years ago, it was almost the same as not knowing him at all.

Originally, both Ye Qianqiu and Jialan thought that the two of them would stalemate until Ye Qianqiu ran out of Shouyuan, but this stalemate did not last too long.

Because it didn't take long for Ling Xiaojun, who left, to go and return. And also brought back a person.

Ye Qianqiu still knows this person.

"I thought that you would leave after your father left, but I didn't expect you to stay until now, but it's okay, if you leave, your father will have to find you again. Ling Xiaojun, who was carrying people with only one hand, appeared in front of Ye Qianqiu, with a smile on his face, and carried people to Ye Qianqiu's eyes like showing off a new toy: "This little thing is really difficult to catch, it took a long time for my father to catch ghosts, in your opinion, where is it better to hang it for my father?"

After saying so many words, Ling Xiaojun didn't give Jialan a look, as if Jialan didn't exist at all.

And Ling Xiaojun's showing off made Ye Qianqiu's heart cool a lot.

Because, the person he grabbed in his hands was officially waiting for Ye Qianqiu's Xuan Lie outside the scope of the Lingxiao Palace ruins. Xuan Lie, who was covered in blood, had obviously been brutally abused once.

Asking Ye Qianqiu's opinion was actually just a show off by Ling Xiaojun, because he didn't plan to listen to Ye Qianqiu's opinion. After showing off, Ling Xiaojun hung up Xuan Lie by himself.

Obviously, there was nothing in the air, but Xuan Lie was firmly hung in the air not far from Ye Qianqiu.

Ye Qianqiu's heart tugged.

The climate in the North is cold, especially when it's still winter. In this kind of climate, Xuan Lie in his heyday can completely resist it, but now Xuan Lie is injured, and even his cultivation has been sealed.

The wind mixed with the cold air constantly invaded Xuan Lie's body, even from Ye Qianqiu's current position, it could be seen that the wound on Xuan Lie's body had frozen into ice flowers.