Jiang Qingjiu's face was a little gloomy, his head was lowered, and his fingers pinched a law decision. Raise your head and look at the woman.

"Spells, in your opinion, are so unbearable!"

"Three Qing Techniques, Shangqing Jue!"

The Dharma on his finger turned into a blue gossip plate.

Jiang Qingjiu's aura surged to the gossip plate almost instantly, he smiled slightly, and at the same time as sacrificing the gossip plate, his feet fell to the ground softly.

The palm-sized Bagua Array grew larger the moment it was sacrificed, covering half of the sky. Almost twice the size of the previous thunderstorm.

The old man of Madrid stepped forward, held Jiang sake in one hand, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. wine, don't you matter?"

Jiang Qingjiu shook his head, his eyes were firm, his face was gloomy, and he raised his head. With a wave of his hand, he pulled it back, and the huge gossip array instantly pulled out dozens of layers of small array plates with Jiang Qingjiu's hand.

Ginger sake coughed up a trace of blood in his mouth. The other hand pressed on the center of his eyebrows, and the Dao Light flashed, leading a bright Dao Light to be placed in the center of the array in front of him. Dozens of arrays rotated together, and the surrounding aura began to surge wildly, compared to the previous woman's use of the Sky Breaking Slash, there was a level of momentum comparable to that.

The wind was blowing, and the woman's hair and clothes kept fluttering. She frowned, no matter what, the young man in front of her should be qualified to help herself. However, in the face of Jiang Qingjiu's full attack, she also seemed to have some difficulties, this level of attack, now I can continue.

Seeing that the formation was basically about to be completed, the old man in Madrid shook his body a little shaky ginger sake, and returned: "Mr. Wine, it should be time." ”

Jiang Qingjiu came back to his senses, his expression was serious, and he read word by word: "Shangqing Law Decision!"

Dozens of formations turned to the left three times at the same time, and then stopped and returned to silence.

The woman secretly screamed that it was not good!

Facing the thunder array and the woman, a pillar of light burst out from the sky!

Ginger sake and the old man of Madrid's cheeks drew a fierce white light. A beam of light brought a dead silence back to the surroundings.

The Thunder Formation Disk was broken by the speed of light at the first time, and it collapsed in an instant. Then the beam of light hit the woman's eyes. She raised her sword and made a parrying gesture with both hands.

The old man of Madrid sighed, he didn't expect that this young man who was polite to himself would have such strength. Looking at the devastating blow in front of him, he was a little distracted.

At this time, Jiang Qingjiu patted the old man of Madrid with one hand, and lay a little weakly in the ear of the old man of Madrid, and whispered: "Take advantage of the present, let's go quickly." ”

The old man in Madrid was a little confused. Could it be that under such an attack, could that woman still survive?

Jiang Qingjiu looked at the puzzled eyes of the old man in Madrid, nodded, and returned: "You are not wrong, Mr. Madrid, if we don't leave, we will have to be at her mercy later." “

The old man in Madrid gradually became firm. Nodding, holding Jiang sake in one hand, the two quickly evacuated towards the outside of the castle.

When the two of them stood outside the ancient city gate, the sky suddenly darkened. The two subconsciously looked back, only to see that the beam of light had dissipated, the ancient castle in the center of the ancient city had been broken in half, and dozens of gossip arrays with blue light had dissipated into a nebula composed of dots of starlight, floating into the distance.

The old man of Madrid turned around and asked puzzledly, "Mr. Wine, why are you so sure that lady can survive such an attack?"

Jiang Sake lowered his head and took a deep breath and returned: "The moment we fought." I felt her strength far above the eight parts. Combined, the two of us are far from her opponents. "This kind of person, when he makes a move, even if he deliberately suppresses his strength, the opponent can also feel a fatal oppression, this feeling Jiang Qingjiu has only felt in three people, one is the Daomen Gaogong, the old heavenly master of Qingcheng Mountain, the other is the old heavenly master of the Daomen ancestral court Longhu Mountain, and the last one is the master of Xiangji Temple.

When he saw the murderous aura that erupted above the woman's body, Jiang Qingjiu made plans for the future as soon as possible.

The old man nodded calmly, holding the ginger sake in one hand. "In that case, let's leave this area first." ”

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air behind him.

The abyssal spirits in the sky gathered, and under the light, the woman came into the sky. Holding a long sword in one hand, his hair is a little messy, and he looks a little heroic.

"You're right in what you say and what you think. The woman grinned. The two of them looked at them wickedly. The heroic posture collapsed in an instant.

It seems that the woman in front of her is extraordinary. The old man of Madrid sighed in his heart, and at the same time couldn't help but admire Jiang Qingjiu's eyesight, he was obviously older than him, but his eyesight far exceeded his own.

Jiang Sake crossed his waist with one hand and stood up. The voice was deep and calm. "What do you want?"

The woman looked at Jiang sake with a grin. Jiao said: "Mr. wine, let's call you that." I hope you can understand that I need your help so I will not be your enemy. ”

"You're a warlock, and only you can help me. ”

After speaking, the woman stretched out her slender hand and put it at the center of her eyebrows, leading to a ray of light.

"This is the brilliance of memory, you can see my past from it, what do I need you to help me, after reading this, you will naturally know. She spoke with a hint of relief, as if she had an indescribable feeling for the past.

Jiang Sake's gaze condensed. A ray of light entered his head. I only felt that it was dark in front of me, and a chaotic memory poured into my mind.

The picture is dark at first, and then I don't know that a little light appears there. Slowly, the places I could see became brighter.

The scene focuses on a castle. On the wall stood a young girl, who looked the same as the woman with the sword, and was probably the same person. But her pupils didn't turn red, and they weren't so evil. It's the woman I saw earlier.

Her eyes glazed over, she looked into the distance. There was a sound of footsteps, and behind him stood an old man with gray hair.

"Qingyu, do you know what you did!"

The old man was hunched on his back, his long white hair was messily draped behind him, and there was a trace of blood stained on it. He asked with some black dirt on his cheeks, the muscles of his face trembling, and a complicated expression.

"Uncle Wang, I," Qingyu's voice choked.

The screen shifts to the city behind him. In the huge city, there is hardly a single intact building, black smoke is emitting everywhere, wailing is incessant, corpses are everywhere, and pools of blood are everywhere.

The imperial palace in the center was even more miserable, the guards were piled up at the base of the wall, the corpses in armor and grass were piled up into a low mountain, and the blood flowed up to the high steps of the entrance to the imperial city, and went upward. The fire spread uncontrollably, and the entire imperial city became a living purgatory.

Uncle Wang sighed heavily, and his appearance seemed to have aged many years all of a sudden. His eyes glazed off. The country has become a homeland, the mountains and rivers are no longer there, and I didn't expect that it was not a traitor or a foreign enemy who made the country perish, but a special Qingyu princess.

"Qingyu, you go, stay away from the land, and fly into the sea, it is good for everyone. Uncle Wang said in a deep voice, his eyes resolute.

Qingyu glanced at the white-haired Uncle Wang, with a heavy heart, and asked, "You, Uncle Wang, where are you going next?"

Uncle Wang grinned brightly, turned around, and looked at the ruined city, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Qingyu, you must pay attention to the other people in your body. ”

Hearing only a thud, the old man jumped from the high city wall, fell to the ground, took one last look at the city, swallowed his last breath, and closed his eyes for a long time.

Qingyu, who was standing on the city wall, closed her eyes expressionlessly, and a tear overflowed from the corner of her eye.

The scene shifts again, and Qingyu, dressed in a black robe, sails into the sea and floats to an island, where she visits a local archmage, Matsushita Jinshan.

Matsushita Nishimoyama custom-made a demon knife for her, which is said to be able to suppress the other people in her body, those who are extremely dangerous.

Bidding farewell to Matsushita Nishimoyama, Qingyu embarked on the journey again. Along the road to the west, we came to a completely unfamiliar environment. There she met blonde and blue-eyed people, encountered extraordinary spells, and experienced drastic changes in aura.

Due to some accidents, some other people in her body escaped, and she slaughtered the people of a local city.

Jiang Qingjiu's heart was shocked, slaughtering the people of a city alive, this kind of scene is indescribable. But obviously, the two women before and this murderer are not the same person.

The scene stops. Jiang Qingjiu looked at Qingyu, his gaze was a little complicated.

Qingyu smiled charmingly, stretched out her index finger, pointed at him and said, "I'm not the murderer. ”

The old man of Madrid, who had been silent, opened his mouth at this time and said: "This should be one child with many souls, that is, there are many souls in a person's body, and these souls have their own thoughts, some of them are kind, some are thirsty for killing, and some are weak. But I think the reason why this Qingyu lady has such a powerful ability is precisely because she has so many souls. ”

"You're right. Qingyu smiled seductively, "Until now, I don't know how many sisters live in our bodies. ”

"Do you want me to help you control the rest of your body?" Jiang Qingjiu asked solemnly.

Qingyu nodded and replied, "I don't want to share a body with others. And there's a murderer. I don't want to be murderous. “

Jiang Qingjiu looked at Qingyu. "But I'm just a warlock, and I haven't heard of the so-called multiple souls in one child before I met you. “