What's going on?

Ji Wuchen, who was expecting Qiao Qingyan's reply, suddenly cracked appeared in the messenger stone in his hand.

He was shocked and stood up from the spot and rushed out of the room without hesitation.

Something happened! Once the messenger stone broke, it means that the other master crushed the messenger stone and asked for help urgently! Qingyan, I'm here, you must be fine! Hurry up, hurry up! Ji Wuchen's urgent cardiac arrest was not hesitated, and the speed was so fast that he could not catch up with him even if he used all his strength at night.

It can be seen how fast it is.

Afterwards, Ji Wuchen tore the space apart and suddenly appeared above the deep valley.

At this moment, the disciples on the shore are urgently seeking help from the elder of Liuxian Sect.

The crying, the fearful prayer, the calling... all kinds of mixed together were particularly harsh, making Ji Wuchen's eyebrows tightly frown.

The coldness in the palm of the palm is even more bitter than the coldness affected by the spell.

The disciples were anxiously waiting for the elder to come and help, but before the elder could arrive, another unexpected figure appeared.

Ji Wuchen was like a god descending out of nowhere, and there was still no crack in space above his head. The picture is worthy of unforgettable.

The spotless white robe was flying, the white hair was flying, and the masked face could not stop his handsomeness, his eyes were cold and sharp, and the anxious scarlet red intertwined.

At first glance, it looks like a god, but at a closer look, it is the demon emperor who is about to get angry and full of resentment.

Ji Wuchen had been to Liuxian Sect once before, so everyone knew what the mysterious Lord of the Temple looked like.

He recognized him immediately, and everyone was stunned.

Why did this big guy come here suddenly?

This evil look was full of masculine spirit, and was terrifying to one hundred percent! In an instant, all the disciples knelt down and shrank, and no one dared to look at him head-on.

Ji Wuchen had no time to care about these etiquettes, so he pulled someone up from the air and asked a question.

"Qing... Where is Qiao Luo?

Is she with you?"

The disciples were stunned. The Lord of the Temple came and even asked Captain Qiao Luo! And he directly reported his name. Why, could the Lord of the Temple have known the person Qiao Luo for a long time?

What is their relationship?

Many questions popped up, and the disciple who was caught by Ji Wuchen was so scared that he had no time to think about it and nodded quickly.

"I'm here, she's our captain, but something happened suddenly and she suddenly fell from above!"

Ji Wuchen looked at the abyss pointing to, left his disciples behind, and jumped into the abyss without saying a word.

The snow-white robe and white hair are intertwined, and the picture is beautiful and shocking.

The disciples opened their mouths into O-shaped shapes, so shocked that they could not come back to their senses and could not speak.

Can anyone tell them what happened?

It’s right that he was the Lord of the Temple just now?

Not only did he come, he not only met Qiao Luo, but also jumped down when he learned that something happened to her! Just... jumped down?

The picture looks like a mortal sacrifice?

Bah Bah Bah Bah Bah, it’s not a sacrifice for love, Boss Qiao Luo will definitely not be a problem! But this relationship is extraordinary! Everyone knows that the Lord of the Temple is indifferent and cold by nature, and everyone wants to get involved with him. How many successes have been there yet?

"Wait, should the Lord of the Temple suddenly come over? Is it for Qiao Luo?"

"Oh my God, the Lord of the Temple has learned it?

Do you like Qiao Luo?"

"Impossible, maybe it's the sister of the Lord of the Temple?

After all, Qiao Luo's peerless talent is similar to the Lord of the Temple..." "Maybe they are really brothers and sisters! Or they are related to blood! Look, Qiao Luo's martial arts cultivator is so strong, and the Lord of the Temple is a god-level martial arts cultivator!"

“It’s true, my goodness, we’re holding our thighs?

I have a good relationship with Qiao Luo, rounding it up, and it also has something to do with the Lord of the Temple!"

"Bao, what do you guys do if you think about these things that are not. Worrying that Qiao Luo and the Lord of the Temple is the most important thing! I hope they will have nothing to do and will return safely."

"Yes, it must be fine. God bless you. Captain Qiao has saved so many of us. Fuxing blesses her."

When Yeshui rushed over, Ji Wuchen's traces and breath were gone.

Ji Wuchen followed Qiao Qingyan and fell into another space together.

Tianjiao Secret Realm.

Qiao Qingyan was awakened by the severe pain on her forehead, and then her scalp was tugging. Who pulled her hair and dragged her?

Who is it?

She trembled her eyelashes with difficulty and wanted to open her eyes in a dizzy way.

"Where did the little beauty come from?

Dizzy from falling?

Do you want your brother to wake you up?"

Evil and evil words came to your ears.

The next moment, his cheeks were so painful that the man who was pulling her hair slapped her on the face.

Under the dual stimulation of pain and anger, Qiao Qingyan finally opened her eyes, and bloodshots floated on the whites of her eyes, which was quite terrifying.

What caught my eye was a pair of strange triangle eyes, with gloating and joking surging in my eyes, as if she was the fish that was slaughtered by someone on the chopping board.

Damn, he actually slapped her in the face and pulled her hair! Take advantage of the danger! "Get out of here!"

As soon as Qiao Qingyan woke up, her whole body entered an attack defense state, and suddenly a fierce force burst out, and her forehead hit his forehead hard.

The man groaned, and his skull seemed to be shattered. He let go of his hand holding her hair in pain and staggered backwards.

Qiao Qingyan took the opportunity to pull back her long hair, jumped up, raised her hand and slapped her twice, and flew up in the air, turning 360 degrees.

Broken teeth and blood foam splattered everywhere.

Qiao Qingyan pursed her lips and snorted coldly, her long legs slashed out, turned into a long whip, and swung it hard on his neck bone.

There was a click immediately, and the man's neck tilted and broke.

The breath is completely broken.

After awakening, within five seconds, he instantly killed a man who was twice as taller than her.

The skillful and superb body movement attracted the attention of the flowing water, and a lot of discussion sounded around.

Countless eyes came, and Qiao Qingyan discovered that there were many people around, at least tens of thousands.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by her.

There was a strong smell of blood floating in the air, and the ground was sticky, and blood was everywhere. From time to time, I would step on the broken limbs and bones, as if I was fighting in the Shura field.

Is this the world under the abyss?

What are so many people doing?

"Little Lion, Wuji?

Are you here?"

She asked.

"We are all blocked. There are restrictions on this space, so you must be careful!"

Wuji responded to her immediately.

The little lion helplessly knocked on the seal of the contract space, "Master, I can't get out."

This place was dangerous at first glance, but they couldn't go out to help her, so they got angry.

Qiao Qingyan looked at the spiritual power and could use it freely, and knew it.

"We can only use our own strength here, not external force."

She swept all directions and estimated the strength of these people, "It's okay."

They are all from the spiritual realm of the Spirit Realm and the Emperor's Spirit Realm.

Although she cannot use Little Lion and Wuji, she has the spiritual realm, plus the dual cultivation of spiritual martial arts, as well as formations, medicines, poisons, and many trump cards. She wants to fight a way out and is not afraid at all.
Chapter completed!