Chapter 3421 [Kunlun City] Fall (82)—No future

The art of incarnation outside the body + breath masking.

Spiritual power covered her whole body, transforming into a black robe... Just like that, Mrs. Ziyuan's incarnation appeared in the prison where the supporters of Jiang Ge's old line were imprisoned.

Although it is said to be a prison, it is not a prison, but a secluded courtyard.

She was too kind and soft-hearted... Mrs. Ziyuan shook her head secretly, and then her figure flashed directly through the courtyard's barrier.

Among the teams sent by the three big pavilion elders to support the construction, each had a [quasi-emperor] level expert... Mrs. Ziyuan came in at this time and did not deliberately hide it.

In an instant, a sword light struck directly at Mrs. Ziyuan... It was the [quasi-emperor] in the courtyard who took action!

His name is Jiang Zhenhu.

"Oh, the Jiang family's Fenglei real sword is nothing more than that."

Mrs. Ziyuan waved her hand and broke it.

In an instant, dozens of figures appeared in the courtyard... The [quasi-emperor] from Jiang Ge's hometown stood among the crowd, with a solemn look on his face, "Who is your Excellency? It seems that I have never seen you in this [Luo Shen] Holy Land."

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Mrs. Ziyuan said calmly: "Li Qingtong imprisoned you here, but he didn't ban your cultivation?"

Jiang Zhenhu snorted coldly: "Holy Master Li understands righteousness well, how can you Xiaoxiao understand it? We came here voluntarily just to avoid suspicion! But you have come here for no reason, and the person who comes is not good... so don't leave!"

Madam Ziyuan instantly released the aura of the [Emperor Level] high level. She did not intend to pull any strings. She came here just to see if these supporters of the Jiang family were internal agents sent by Mr. Jiang Ge, and whether they had anything to do with Jiang Ge.

Please contact Mr. Ge to see if it can be of use to her.

"You are an emperor!"

Jiang Zhenhu was indeed shocked, and his expression was particularly solemn. As for the children of the Jiang family around him, they were even more shaken. Under the strong pressure of the high-level emperor's aura, their fighting spirit was instantly lost.

[Quasi-Emperor] is very strong...but the Emperor can kill with just a wave of his hand - those of the sixth, seventh and eighth levels will probably be reduced to cannon fodder.

"Two choices, accept the slave mark I planted." Mrs. Ziyuan said in a deep voice: "And... die!"

Jiang Zhenhu said angrily: "Your Excellency broke into the Holy Land of [Luo Shen] and dared to use force to commit murder. Are you really not afraid of being watched by the Holy Emperor of the Human Race?!"

Mrs. Ziyuan sneered a few times, "I'm afraid, I won't come...Holy Emperor Huoyun is not in the Holy Land at this time. He is too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

As soon as the voice fell, Mrs. Ziyuan moved instantly.

Jiang Zhenhu's heart was beating wildly, and he felt a strong force instantly sealing his whole body. He had no resistance, and was directly grabbed by the neck. In an instant, a terrifying hot breath invaded his whole body.

This physical incarnation of Mrs. Ziyuan is made from the descendants of Luan birds with the bloodline of divine beasts. It has fire attributes and is extremely powerful in attack. A [Quasi-Emperor] can subdue it in an instant.

"I think it's not easy for you to cultivate, so I won't kill you today, but you need to come under my seat!" She waved her hand and condensed a slave seal, and hit Jiang Zhenhu directly between his eyebrows.

After the slave seal was inserted, Mrs. Ziyuan directly released Jiang Zhenlao... As for the other Jiang family children, she didn't care. Under the lock of divine thoughts, none of these people could escape.

There was a vague sense of pleasure in Madam Ziyuan's heart... Ever since the rise of Emperor Lan, Madam Ziyuan had not experienced the pleasure of killing the weak for a long time.

"Kneel down and see you." Mrs. Ziyuan said calmly to Mr. Jiang Zhen.

The slave seal has been penetrated into the opponent's soul, so Jiang Zhenhu will... huh?

Jiang Zhenhu was seen motionless at this time, even looking at him with a joking look.

"You don't have the slave mark?" Mrs. Ziyuan's eyes were slightly startled.

Jiang Zhenhu suddenly exploded again, and a human-shaped paper cut immediately fell down!

Mrs. Ziyuan was shocked, but she saw that the Jiang family's children all around them exploded at almost the same time...the humanoid paper-cuts fell one after another, and no one in the entire courtyard was real!

"No, I fell into a trap!" Mrs. Ziyuan took a sharp breath, and she was about to step out of the courtyard in a flash!

But at this moment, hundreds of golden light pillars shot out from all around the courtyard, completely sealing off the courtyard. Suddenly, there was a strong wind in the courtyard!

Mrs. Ziyuan was suddenly shocked, she felt dizzy, and her body was even more exhausted!

In the courtyard, the wind was howling, the black mist was filling, the sun and the moon were dimming, and there was even more misfortune in the sky, and the haze was penetrating the ground... Suddenly, a black thunder struck, and the incarnation outside the body could not avoid it, and he was forced to eat it.

Remember, I screamed and fell to the ground instantly!

"What kind of formation is this!" The incarnation outside was shocked, and its spiritual power was turbulent, revealing the body of a luan bird!

"Small Nine-bend Yellow River Formation!"

The Luan Bird body reluctantly raised its head, and saw a female cultivator floating in mid-air on her sword... A group of Jiang family disciples headed by Jiang Zhenhu stood silently aside.

The female cultivator on the flying sword now made her hand seals, and her voice was clear and pleasant, "This formation was given by the Venerable on Tongtian Island. It is activated by the formation disk. It can cut the three flowers in the body, and the emperor's level can also be cut! Madam, you want to

Would you like a supreme experience package?”

"You..." Luan Bird's body trembled in fear at this moment, "Li Qingtong already knew?"

The female cultivator on the flying sword smiled and said nothing, and activated the formation disk again, filling the courtyard with a hazy earth-yellow aura, completely trapping the luan bird's body in it.

Of course it can be done such as cutting off three flowers, but at least it needs a saint, a saint to control it personally... If she were to replace it, it would only trap people at most, using the power of the formation disk.

But it's enough.

"Master Jiang, thank you for your hard work." The female cultivator looked at Jiang Zhenhu and bowed her head.

Jiang Zhenhu waved his hands quickly, "Miss Xingyu is serious. From the moment we joined the [Luoshen] Holy Land, we have completely severed ties with the past. Now that we are part of the Holy Land, we naturally cannot tolerate external evils from wreaking havoc."

Miss Xingyu glanced at Jiang Zhenhu without comment... She was one of the elders of [Luo Shen] and one of the girls that Li Qingtong initially brought with him. Otherwise, she would not have been able to temporarily hold [Xiao·Jiu] on her behalf.

The array of Quhuang River Formation.

"I hope Master Jiang can remember what he said today."

Jiang Zhenhu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The female cultivator in front of him was only at the peak of the seventh level of major cultivation. She was a few levels behind him, but her momentum was not weak at all.

In just one year, the female cultivators of [Luoshen] have really grown up.

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"Sister, are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

[Luoshen] Holy Land, Fufeng Pavilion... This is the place Li Qingtong specially prepared for Mrs. Ziyuan to rest - at this time, the two of them were sitting across from each other around the fire.

Mrs. Ziyuan's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty, and she remained silent...even her forehead was vaguely moist.

But Li Qingtong was minding his own business, holding the charcoal fire in the tea stove, opening the tea leaves, and cleaning the tea sets. Every movement was natural and beautiful.

"This is black olive charcoal." Li Qingtong said casually: "Everything can produce a special aroma when burned. This method was passed down by my lord... Sister, please taste it carefully."

Mrs. Ziyuan breathed out slowly, with a gloomy look on her face, "[Luo Shen] is truly blessed by the Holy Spirit... Even the Venerable of Tongtian Island has given such a precious treasure."

Li Qingtong said calmly: "When my sister first entered [Kunlun], she was just a little monk, but she was blessed by the Holy Spirit and was given the Holy Land. But how can a group of lonely and weak women guard such a big Holy Land? I only have mercy on you."

"I'm afraid that there are many high-level cultivators who died in unknown circumstances." Mrs. Ziyuan sighed.

Li Qingtong didn't say anything... because it was true.

In the early days of [Luo Shen], there were indeed many evil demons and heretics who wanted to do something, but they all disappeared without a trace... This was before the young master came to [Kunlun].

Li Qingtong didn't even mention this kind of thing to Mr. Luo, because it was really a trivial matter... mainly because the venerables took good care of it.

"Sister, why do you have to do this?" Li Qingtong also sighed at this time.

Madam Ziyuan's palm hidden under her robe quietly held the hair seal, and the [Yaochi] Immortal Technique could be released with a snap of her fingers, but it never came out. In front of her, Li Qingtong could complete the kill with one blow.

But she didn't dare at this time.

When the [Small·Jiuqu Yellow River Formation] appeared, Mrs. Ziyuan vaguely felt that even if the Holy Emperor Huoyun was not around, this group of low-strength Luo Shen female cultivators would not be easy to handle.

God knows what other protective treasures Li Qingtong has on him?

These venerables are really too partial!

"Why is it so?" Mrs. Ziyuan smiled bitterly, "If my sister had experienced the same thing as me, I'm afraid she wouldn't think so. If I had the luck of my sister, how could I have ended up like this?"

"One pregnancy makes you stupid for three years." Li Qingtong suddenly said.

"What?!" Mrs. Ziyuan seemed to have been stepped on.

Li Qingtong shook his head, and the Holy Emperor's order was issued. Panic and holy power instantly enveloped the entire Fufeng Pavilion.

Madam Ziyuan's expression suddenly changed... The path of Holy Emperor Huoyun was really terrifying!

"Fufeng Pavilion is quiet and quiet." Li Qingtong said calmly: "This place is very suitable for having a baby. My sister can live here with peace of mind... When I think about it clearly, my sister will come to visit again."

Mrs. Ziyuan opened her mouth, but was speechless in the end. The holy power in Fufeng Pavilion was like a prison cage. She even had the [Holy Emperor Soul] pried away by Emperor Lan. What could she use to break it?

"One wrong step, one wrong step..."

Mrs. Ziyuan was slumped.

"Why was it me who was wrong?"

In the attic that gradually became darker, the woman's eyes gradually went crazy.

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"Mother, is that all?"

Si Wuxie looked at the lonely Fufeng Pavilion in the distance and frowned involuntarily.

"It's enough to destroy her external incarnation." Li Qingtong waved his hand and said: "A woman like Zi Yuan who has stayed on the altar for too long has already suffered enough. Moreover, she has the blood of Lan Huang in her body...

…Maybe it will be useful to the young master.”

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To be continued...