At that moment, Ye Qianqiu was extremely disappointed and turned into despair.

Unable to defeat Jialan means that you have to watch Qianchang follow in Xiaohong's footsteps, and Ye Qianqiu can't accept it at all.

She gritted her teeth, her fists clenched, her body was already covered with wounds, and she wanted to know what she should do, what she could do to get Qianyan back!

When Ye Qianqiu was injured, Qianyan also struggled to reveal the prototype. It has long recognized Ye Qianqiu as the master, and it has a life-and-death relationship with its master.

The water, spreading, poured into the cracks that Jialan opened, this was the only way for Qianyan to reduce Ye Qianqiu's pain. Countless spiritual powers rushed into the crack without hesitation, and as time went on, the power of the thousand changes became weaker and weaker.

"It's good that this saves the poor monks from doing it themselves. As this voice fell, the thousand changes in Jialan's hands were almost illusory.

Then, this artifact that followed Ye Qianqiu and the two worlds, like a bubble, immediately cracked and disappeared.

"A thousand changes!" Ye Qianqiu collapsed.

When Xiaohong and Xiaoyun left, Ye Qianqiu was just lost. After all, Xiaohong and Xiaoyun are neither the companions who have been with her for the longest time, nor do they recognize her as the main one.

However, Qianchang can be said to be Ye Qianqiu's closest existence. Life and death are shared, and life is entrusted, this is the relationship between Qianchang and Ye Qianqiu. The loss of Qianchang was an extremely heavy blow to Ye Qianqiu.

After ruining a thousand changes, Jialan did not stop. He turned around and was about to leave.

"Won't you kill me?" As soon as he turned around, Ye Qianqiu's hoarse voice rang out.

Ye Qianqiu, whose face was pale and covered with blood, stood up again at some point.

Hearing Ye Qianqiu's voice, Jialan sighed and turned around: "The poor monk doesn't want to kill more, and he asks the donor not to force ...... again."

Jialan's words were not finished, and after seeing Ye Qianqiu's current image, Jialan's words couldn't go on. Ye Qianqiu, who was standing on the futon, was shining with brilliance all over her body.

The five-colored brilliance wrapped her in the center, and the periphery of the brilliance was one rune after another. The runes were connected to each other, forming an enchantment, enveloping Ye Qianqiu's entire person in it.

However, what made Jialan speechless was not this enchantment, but Ye Qianqiu looming in the enchantment. Jialan's eyes were firmly fixed on Ye Qianqiu's forehead.

It's a different place.

On Ye Qianqiu's forehead, there were two more runes. The runes loomed, but Jialan didn't ignore them.

"I can't kill you. After seeing these two runes, Jialan's expression was relieved. If you can't kill Ye Qianqiu, it means that you don't need to kill more, which is a good thing for Jialan to some extent.

Mobilize all his strength, but only get a response like Jialan. Ye Qianqiu, who was already angry, became even more angry.

However, Jialan was not in a hurry at all: "Since you have runes, you should know that among the five runes, only one has the power of destruction, and that rune is here with me." Even if you find all the other four runes, with your current ability, you won't be able to defeat me. ”

Jialan is not exaggerating at all, after Ye Qianqiu's strength exploded to the maximum, he found that all his runes could not cause any damage to Jialan.

He was still standing not far away, looking at her with a calm face.

Ye Qianqiu was desperate. She's worked so hard, she has no way back, why doesn't God give her a chance?

Not looking at Ye Qianqiu again, Jialan turned around again.

Ye Qianqiu, who was trapped in the center of the small futon, could only watch Jialan ignore her intention to leave.

"Broke into other people's homes, demolished other people's houses, bullied other people's children, and finally left with a swagger. Is this what you are doing?" When Ye Qianqiu was already helpless, a voice interjected.

Then, the floor stretched out around the futon, and then the main hall that was transformed into a blue bamboo forest reappeared in front of Ye Qianqiu's eyes.

Jialan's footsteps stopped, and Ye Qianqiu's body stiffened.

Who does this voice belong to, others can't hear it, can Ye Qianqiu still not hear it? She turned her body stiffly and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

The high platform of the main hall has reappeared. And the person sitting on the high platform, how could Ye Qianqiu not know him, isn't that Ling Xiaojun who wants his life all the time?

However, how could Ling Xiaojun know about this place? Ye Qianqiu was frightened.

As the young palace master of Lingxiao Palace, the person who was destroyed with Lingxiao Palace back then, if it weren't for the prompting of the White Emperor, Ye Qianqiu wouldn't know the location of the ruins of Lingxiao Palace, how did Lingxiao Jun, who had soared before Lingxiao Palace was destroyed, know?

Seeing Ye Qianqiu looking at himself, Ling Xiaojun, who was sitting on the high platform, stood up. Then step by step down the steps.

When he walked to Ye Qianqiu's side, Ling Xiaojun lowered his head and glanced at Ye Qianqiu, and said sarcastically: "Escape?"

Ye Qianqiu and Wei Lingkong were originally trying to escape, but if they didn't have the blessing of two runes, they would have lost their lives. But that's it, Ye Qianqiu is still in the hands of Ling Xiaojun now.

"He can't kill you, but I have a way to deal with you. Ling Xiaojun glanced at Ye Qianqiu, and then walked towards Jialan.

Seeing such Ling Xiaojun, Ye Qianqiu couldn't afford to want to fight head-on at all, and the only thought in her mind was to escape, but she had no way to escape.

Because when Ling Xiaojun passed by, he had already cast a spell to trap her in place.

When Ling Xiaojun was talking to Ye Qianqiu, Jialan waited motionlessly in place. The first person Ling Xiaojun accused was him.

Stopping again, there was only a futon between Ling Xiaojun and Jialan. The two of them stood on either side of the futon and looked at each other.

"I haven't introduced it yet, this seat Ling Xiaojun, this place you just destroyed is the place of this seat. Ling Xiaojun stood still, and then continued: "As for the person you just bullied, it was a child from this seat. ”

If this is the case, the poor monk will be offended. When there is no absolute entanglement of interests, Jialan is still a very good talker: "Xinde's great power will restore this place to its original state, otherwise the poor monk will be guilty." ”

As soon as Jialan's words fell, the surroundings changed dramatically again. The main hall is gone, and in its place is the abyss. Except for the futon at Ye Qianqiu's feet, whether it was Jialan or Ling Xiaojun, there was nothing under his feet.

"The carving insect trick is just messing with your eyes. A sneer tugged at the corner of Ling Xiaojun's mouth.

The ruins of Lingxiao Palace were destroyed after all. In this way, the purpose of Ye Qianqiu's trip naturally does not exist. Ling Xiaojun's weakness, how can he know it?

After seeing the surrounding situation, Jialan, who was originally not hostile to Ling Xiaojun, raised her right hand.