Chapter 138: A moment of life and death

There is a dazzling white in the stone room, and there are overlapping blood spots outside, staring at these "living people" with different expressions inside.
In this seemingly solidified time, there was only silence, and then the Moyu Stone Gate followed the long-determined mechanism, and sealed it again, cutting off the eyes that were as rigid as dead corpses in the secret passage.
Immediately afterwards, a thunderous anger broke the silence: "Let these things come out and do it!"
This heavy thunder sound exploded, and finally awakened from astonishment as far as possible. He was still a little dizzy, thinking that he was talking to himself, and when he turned his head, he saw that the Jade King was just staring at the black robe monk beside him, and he didn't seem to find himself at all.
Ku Rong stood like a sculpture covered by a black cloth, and hid his head in his hood, even if he heard this sentence, he did not respond. But only a few seconds later, the jade king's tight complexion slowly eased, and he faced the prince with his hands again, as if the spiritual monk easily convinced him in silence.
Could it be that this guy is doing a ghost...The black robe that fell from his head to the ground, so gloomy that almost couldn't shine, made people feel chilly no matter how they looked. Thinking of the inexplicably absent state just now, I couldn't help feeling astonished.
Until the assassination, this mysterious spiritual monk had never entered his vision. In fact, apart from the Jade King, he did not find anyone keeping contact with this person at all. This monk named Ku Rong is like a ghost wandering between the holy tower and the Jade Palace, silent and invisible, without any sense of existence. Had it not been for Shun to ask this person to assist in the investigation, he would not even have thought of exploring the other party's background-even though in the end he found almost nothing.
When he thought of this, he suddenly realized something strange: Although the power of the soul is rare, there are no lack of practitioners in the holy tower. Why did Shun look for Kurong? Is there any secret in it that I don't know? Or, it's a conspiracy from start to finish at all! ?
In this way, Ku Rong is very suspicious. These spiritual monks barely show any traces when they cast spells, and they are one of the most unpredictable abilities. If you are accidentally hit, until the divine power disappears, the subject will even subconsciously ignore some abnormalities...
The tense situation on the court seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, and he became more alert. Although he couldn't move lightly due to the existence of the lord rank of Jade King, he still clenched his spear and fixed his stern eyes on the black robe monk to prevent him from casting the spell again, but he didn't want to hear a few footsteps suddenly from the side.
When he followed the sound, the prince had already turned around with a long knife diagonally, without saying a word, leaving him with a slightly stiff back.
The blood-red blade turned back in the light, making his eyes hurt.
At this moment, he thought of those black-robed monsters that were also glowing with blood. He was standing at the door just now, from the perspective of the prince, he looked like the leader of the commanding monster! Oops, he must have misunderstood... as soon as possible he knew that the Jade King and Moredia had been in collusion. When he saw these monsters, he subconsciously took it for granted, but he didn't justify in time, so he regretted it now.
"Shun..." He murmured, and didn't seem to call it out. He was so light that he couldn't even hear him, and he couldn't take any steps. He could only stand in front of the door with a heavy spear, staring at his friend's back in a daze.
No one spoke in the hall anymore, divided into three parties to stand silently.
Shun stood next to Ling in two steps and slowly retracted the long sword into its sheath. His face was solemn, seemingly calm and steady, but his heart had become a mess.
Before the group of blood-clothed monsters appeared, he didn't think this matter would be beyond his control tonight.
The sneak operation started smoothly. Through the entrance opened by the fat chef with a clever trick, they quickly found this stone chamber hall used for retreat under Mo's guidance, only to find that Yu Ming collapsed on the ground alone, with red spots on his face, which seemed to be poisoned.
Although everyone was anxious, but for some reason, they dared to move lightly. As they were discussing how to deal with it, the Jade King suddenly appeared, tyrannically trying to drive them away.
Although the uncle Wang was methodical, not like the crazy state of the previous rumors, how could Shun give up? He must ask why Yuming was in a coma, but the king always avoided answering. When the two sides were entangled back and forth, Ku Rong jumped out from nowhere, adding fuel and jealousy to the turmoil caused by the prince's return to Beijing, alluding to the fact that they sneaked into the mansion to hide their evil intentions, and the Jade King was furious.
The whole thing also began to slowly slip into an unpredictable position, until that person appeared in front of the door with countless monsters...
Blood-clothed Man, Ku Rong, Jade King, and him... This familiar sense of deja vu made Shun have to think about the dangerous encounter in the old area of ​​Langqiao Port-it was also there that he first saw this The strange power of unknown monsters.
He brought these blood-clothed monsters? Or did the Jade King do it secretly? Shun couldn't tell who to point the finger at, and when he was upset, he suddenly felt a figure sway in front of him. The black guard Mo who stood at the end seemed to perceive some movement, and he leaped forward, half kneeling beside Ling, staring at his little master intently.
After seeing the group of monsters, the female monk had to suppress the anger that was ignited by Yuming's coma. Although she has a fierce temper, she is not stupid. This blood-filled black-robed man is clearly no different from those she has met in Nandao Fishing Village! Listening to his uncle's tone, he obviously knew the existence of this monster a long time ago, it is impossible, he was actually related to the attack on the prince! ?
When this thought came out, Ling suddenly felt terrified, and cold sweat gradually grew behind him. This is a sin of treason! She didn't dare to think about it anymore, she could only look at the profile of the person in her arms in a daze. Yuming fell asleep without knowing it, and her original white cheeks were now covered with red and small marks, like ugly cracks on a piece of perfect porcelain, which broke her heart.
Uncle, what does he want to do! The female monk hugged the young man who had grown up with her arms tightly, her mind was baffled, she couldn't speak, her nerves became a thin line. And Mo's sudden approach, like a sharp hook about to pierce this thin line, mobilized all her guards.
Ling couldn't guess what he meant when he came close to him, remembering that this time the Wangfuquan was caused by this person, and he was full of doubts in his heart. He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and squinted at the other person.
The black guard was slightly flustered, pursing his mouth and frowning, and even the hand holding the short knife at his waist was shaking slightly. He couldn't see Yuming's side face clearly from where he was. He wanted to get closer, so he half-kneeled and nudged forward, not even noticing the female monk's eyes like Bingzhen.
Seeing that he was full of concern, he didn't seem to be a fake, so he relaxed his defenses a little, but only felt a slight tremor in his chest, and his heart immediately followed. He hurriedly opened his arms and laid the boy in the green shirt flat on the ground.
"Aming, Aming?" She really noticed that the young boy's eyes were faintly rolling, and she whispered a few words in a low voice.
Within a few seconds, Yuming's curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyelids suddenly pressed, and he really woke up. It's just that the moment his black eyes touched the air, they immediately turned into scarlet blood, and the red lines on his face wriggled like living things, making the scalp numb.
The female monk couldn't help but took a breath, but Yu Ming seemed to be completely unaware of her existence. Her body floated up in the air like a feather, and she let out two low roars, followed by a red light, and she scraped around from him. There was a storm of divine power!
The terrifying hurricane enveloped the entire stone room almost immediately when it was released, so that even the shimmering Ye Mingzhu was eclipsed. Unprepared, everyone used their own means to resist the wind attack.
Of the three, Shun seemed the most disadvantaged. Although his divine power level has reached the master level, after all, it belongs to a special type and is not good at defending. He can only forcefully release purple divine power to resist. Compared with the other two round water shields, he is really embarrassed.
However, because of this, he can best realize how terrifying power is hidden in the squally blade-like wind blowing around him--at least, it is by no means the strength he is familiar with Yuming can use!
In the red light in the sky, the purple magical power seemed weak, but it always covered the prince's body and did not cause him any harm. However, after stalemate for a while, Shun gradually realized that the consumption of his body's strength was abnormal, and when he looked closely, he found that there was a secret aura in the red storm that could swallow and divide his own divine power!
This... isn't this the unique power of the blood-clothed monster! He immediately thought of the group of monsters with pupils outside the door. If they were struck by lightning, a thought that horrified him was also flashed out like an electric light: Could it be that... Yuming has also become one of those monsters! ?
No, it's impossible! Uncle Ling has always loved him like his life, how can he make any accidents under his nose! Shun trembled and held the scabbard, as if he wanted to temporarily suppress this unbelievable and terrifying thought with the stimulation of the cold temperature of the metal shell. However, the weird power in the wind is so real, the less he doesn't want to question, the more he can feel its clear existence, and it can't be separated from it.
A lot of distracting thoughts burst into his mind for a moment, and he turned his head back with difficulty, and looked straight at the Jade King who was standing up with his hand. Even the flow of divine power in his body was delayed. The purple light of the bodyguard trembled in the gale like a candling, and it was about to go out.
At this critical juncture, a familiar white light shield silently covered the top of Shun's head and stretched rapidly, almost covering his whole body like an eggshell. All the frantically howling winds were like phantoms on the other side of the illusion, and could no longer affect him.
Through the light shield, the prince stared at the two black robe figures standing side by side in the distance.
The Jade King did not make any defense in the storm, even though the wind blade was cutting around his side, he did not even damage his sleeves. He looked at the young figure flying in the blue shirt in the air, his eyes were smiling, and he couldn't help raising his hand to caress his beard: Ku Rong's words were true. According to this progress, Ming'er's breakthrough to the master level is just around the corner. When the potion is solidified, he will surely be able to catch it when he goes to the opening ceremony that day. I only hope that he will be so sensible and well-behaved after he recovers his clarity...
He glanced at the seemingly silent spiritual monk beside him again, without questioning, but the other party's spiritual message immediately rang in his mind: "Master, time is running out, please help the little majesty to unblock the veins as soon as possible."
These days, the Jade King would condense the lightning divine power into his body after his son took the medicine, suppress the violent blood flow, and help him become familiar with the divine power that cannot be manipulated. At this moment, he didn't feel the need for others to remind him, and his big sleeve waved and shouted: "Ming'er, come here to be my father."
This thunderous voice sounded again, as if a cessation order, which caused the gust of wind in the room to cease instantly, and the bright white light of the Ye Mingzhu appeared again.
The young man fell slowly from the air, and when he was about to touch the ground, he suddenly pierced two pillars of water from behind, one black and one blue, and went straight to Yuming's waist. After inexplicably experienced a storm, Ling and Mo cast spells by coincidence, trying to pull the boy who behaved abnormally first.
Two water columns drilled from side to side, entangled the unresponsive jade tea from under his arm, and was about to recover. Hearing only a cold snort of disdain from the Jade King, the electric light slid across, forming two crackling dragon-shaped light bands, flickering and flying.
The sharp dragon head, like a chisel, drilled straight into the water column and conducted each along the direction of the water. It exploded in the hands of the two in the blink of an eye. The explosion made their hands numb, and it took a few steps to remove the explosion. momentum.
It's complicated to say, but it's just a quick confrontation. Fortunately, King Jade didn't want to hit these two guys who "eat inside and out", he just warned them a little, otherwise even such an understatement would be enough to make them suffer.
The two of them held their feet firmly and stretched out their hands to see. The palms of their palms have been burnt with black marks, and they urged the soft water in the body to warm the wounds, but their eyes were still on Yuming's body, unwilling to relax alert.
After losing the restraint of the water column, the Qingshan boy continued to walk without knowing it. His face was stiff like a painted puppet. Step by step, he passed the expressionless Shun who was still in shock. After his friend did not respond and did not act rashly, he finally stood in front of his father and tried hard. Nodding in response.
"Okay!" The Jade King looked at his son's calm demeanor. Although he knew that the effect of the potion had not disappeared, he couldn't help but laugh, "This is what a person in my palace should have!"
He smiled very comfortably, waved his big hand, and wanted to pat his son's shoulder to get closer, but unexpectedly, just when his fingers touched Yuming's coat, he felt empty, like a phantom.
"Bold!" He immediately guessed who was doing the ghost, glared at him, waved a wave of electric light to the front, and shattered the illusion that hadn't been laid down like glass, revealing that the prince behind was dazzling. The figure of purple light.
Shun stood where he was just now, the purple light in his hand almost gathered into waves, passing through the gap left at the bottom of the space shield, one after another, all rushing to the youth in the green shirt standing outside the light shield. He has poured out all the magical powers stored in his body, and in the pupils full of purple light, there is only a dull jade tea, and regardless of everything, he confines the opponent in the seemingly small but infinite purple dreamland.
The broken cracks in the illusion have not dissipated yet, and the light wall covering the prince's head immediately spread out, engulfing the young man engulfed by the power of illusion. Bai Guangsha was prosperous, more than doubling the thickness, and apparently did his best as far as possible. Although it was not agreed in advance, the cooperation between Gunguard and him has always been such a tacit understanding.
However, Shun still did not pay attention to his former friend, maintaining the state of casting, a few strides to Yu Ming's side, grabbed his arm, and coldly looked at Uncle Wang with a beard and an angry face. . The two water monks also took the opportunity to jump forward, standing outside the light shield, eagerly looking at the young man whose face looked like a woodcut, and for a while forgot the palm injuries.
The jade king’s joy was all dissipated by the illusion. His anger started from his heart, and he flicked his sleeves and shouted: "What! Do you want to hold this king! Let go of Ming'er!"
"Can't let it go!" The prince was focusing on controlling the consumption of divine power in his body. Before he could speak, Ling, who was frightened and angry, couldn't bear it anymore, and stood two strides to the front.
She first glanced at Yuming, who was sinking in the illusion, and saw that the red lines on her face were still crawling, and her chest was violently ups and downs with hatred. Then she put on a posture of questioning sin, and shouted with great momentum. : "Tell me honestly, how did A Ming become such a ghost! Did you do some sorcery on him!"
"Presumptuous! What to do with you!" The Jade King yelled again with irritability, "He is my son. I can teach him how I want to teach him! Who dares to talk too much!"
The female monk was so angry that her cheeks rose to purple red: "He is my brother! Why has nothing to do with me!"
The Jade King hummed angrily, but stopped arguing with her. He squinted at the prince and said, "This king doesn't want to talk nonsense with you, so let go of Ming'er immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for not being affectionate."
The situation on the court suddenly became tense because of his words.
Ling-man's anger had already ignited to the extreme, and she was still ridiculing. A series of high and low voices suddenly sounded in her mind, which shocked her instantly. The sound was like a cat's paw across the glass, sharp and thin, and it made people's head tremble with sourness.
If in normal times, someone dared to make this strange noise beside her, she must be angry and curse in front of her. But at the moment when the anger was instigated to almost desperate, she was attracted, and even gradually indulged, but the anger on her face was undiminished.
The black guard Mo held his waist knife firmly behind Yuming's back, and his piercing eyes focused on the little master, dismissing the rest.
As far as possible, because of the embarrassment, I have been standing by the door silently watching. Hearing these words at this moment, he was afraid that King Jade would suddenly be in trouble, and slowly moved towards Shun's direction silently. I'm angry, I'm just worried about Yuming, he... Something went wrong in his cultivation, so he helped him, and he didn't mean anything else."
Shun didn't care about Jade King's threat, staring directly at his flashing eyes, even with an unpredictable smile on the corner of his mouth. He clenched Yu Ming's arm tightly, and a warm pulse of blood flowing from inside the green shirt, although faint, it was still stable, and it seemed that there was no danger to life.
This made him finally relieved. As long as the person is still alive, no matter where something goes wrong, after he returns to the holy tower, he can find a way to recover. Although this rebellious young man was a stranger before him because of the secret incident, the two grew up together, even if only in this friendship, he would never sit back and watch!
Now, what the Jade King did is no longer his primary concern. He just wants to get out of the secret room as soon as possible to seek assistance, but if he wants to comfort the overbearing uncle, I am afraid he can only temporarily let go of the Yuming in his hand and use it as a bargaining chip in exchange for a promise...
He had made up his mind. Seeing that the light shield was still around him, he subconsciously struck two sharp snaps, but he was stunned to hear as far away as he was quietly forward: This is their usual secret signal, which means to withdraw. Defensive shield, ready to evacuate. The gun guard did not want to understand his intention, but driven by the inertia of his body, he gently waved his hand to disperse the white wall of light.
When the white light faded, Shun fell into a short silence. Although this was his subconscious move, that person still followed this way...why? Now that the two of them have become enemies, and there is no room for change, does he think he can impress himself with this little trick! ?
After several betrayals, how could he believe that person again, put this thought aside at will, and smiled at the King of Jade calmly: "Uncle Ling said that it is very true. Since it is a private matter of the palace, we should not be reasonable. Talking too much...just in a hurry, it will inevitably be offensive. Please also ask Uncle Ling to look at me and don't blame them."
Seeing that his tone was gentle and low, as if he was about to be subdued, the king of jade was angry, but still squinted his eyes and snorted coldly, "How can this king be as knowledgeable as you? No need to talk nonsense, let Ming'er go."
"This is natural..." The prince nodded slowly, but still clutching Yu Ming's arm, glanced at the black robe beside the prince.
Ku Rong stood still like a clay sculpture, as if he didn't care about everything. But he would never underestimate the methods of this spiritual monk, he raised a bit of caution, and compared his hands in the direction of closing the door: "Since this is the case, I should also go back to the palace to rest. Please also ask Uncle Ling to make it easier."
He never mentioned the blood-clothed people from beginning to end, only if they didn't exist, and wanted to try his best to calm the atmosphere. The King Jade didn't answer immediately, and he raised his hand and stroked his short beard, showing a little hesitation.
Just now Ku Rong's suggestion through spiritual transmission is still in my ears: If these people are allowed to leave, this matter will inevitably leak, lest the painstaking efforts to persist in the medicine training so far will fall short.
He deeply agrees.
Even though this matter was spread out, it was not too much trouble. There was no proof, who would really dare to intervene in the internal affairs of the Jade Palace? But I'm afraid that after the lady learns, she can't worry about Ming'er, and she will definitely come to argue with him. He doesn't know the art of alchemy, how can he explain the ins and outs of this medicine? Seeing that the second apocalypse ceremony is approaching, in case the plan is delayed, there will be no regrets!
If you don't let him leave... after all, he is the prince, and he has just returned to the capital soon, and he will disappear for no reason. Even if he can hide it for a day or two, he will always be known by the emperor. At that time, if the emperor came to ask someone, wouldn't it appear that he was at a loss? ?
What daydreams! When the Jade King thought of teaching his opponent, he grabbed the handle, and he immediately burst into flames from the bottom of his heart, making his throat a little hot. He didn't care about that much, he would rush the group of people to roll off his big sleeves. He didn't want the prince to burst into a blue light first, followed by a scream: "Don't think about it!"
Everyone turned their heads in response to the sound, but found that Ling didn't know what irritation he had received. He clenched his teeth and stared at the King Jade. There were bulging water patterns all over his body, and his eyes were almost filled with the real light. Blue gems.
"You... Didn't you hurt me enough! I will never, never let you hurt Aming again!" Her voice was trembling with anger, and her body was trembling, even the who was suddenly strong and weak. The light also seemed to be shaking.
Everyone didn't understand what she was talking about. She was still in astonishment. She waved her hand to her side, and the blue wave rolled outwards. She easily pushed Shun, who was not strong enough, out of the circle, and immediately contracted and revolved. Wrapped around Yuming and brought him into his arms.
"Nonsense!" The Jade King was so annoyed by the younger generation, that he gave a hard kick. Countless electric arcs spread from his feet and flew, woven into a large net covering the sky and the earth, and went straight to the Ling, which was wrapped in water waves, vowing to teach her an unforgettable lesson.
Shun had just gained a foothold, seeing that the two of them were about to do something inexplicably, he secretly scolded their companions for being confused, and could only hurriedly dissuade him: "Please show mercy to Uncle Ling!"
The prince exclaimed, the splashing power grid also stopped, but it did not listen to him. It was because the female monk manipulated the divine power stream to condense into several flying light saws, and circled Yuming's neck in a circle, which meant that she was holding hostages.
Seeing that the situation turned to the sword, he was eager to urge as far as he could, and a light leap jumped behind Shun, impartially, exactly where he usually stood. The prince didn't turn his head and didn't seem to notice his movements. He could only lean over the heavy gun silently as a warning, ready to help at any time.
In an instant, the crackling and exploding thunder power grid filled all the space in front of the female monk, but behind her, it also revealed a water system divine power that cannot be underestimated.
Moben was standing on her side, but at this moment, seeing that she actually dared to take the little master as a hostage, how could she still care about her affection, she frowned and drew a short knife with a wave. The black water stream circulated along the handle of the knife, lengthening the one-foot short blade more than twice in the blink of an eye, killing intently with the light.
"Miss Ling..." The black guard stared at Yu Ming's threatened neck, hoarse and wanted to warn, but was interrupted by the opponent's scream.
"Shut up! Don't move!" Regardless of how others reacted, the female monk only saw the light around Yuming's neck and looked back and forth with her jewel-like phoenix eyes, as if everyone around her was hostile. general.
At this moment, she was so excited by the strange sound that she was unable to maintain her divine power stably, and the blue water saw, which was as thin as a piece of paper, was also trembling, almost sticking to Yuming's skin. Fortunately, the hostile is still under the influence of the remnant of the illusion, and the wood is not moving at all. Otherwise, if you panic and struggle, the skin and flesh will be damaged.
"Asshole thing! You can't be crazy!" The Jade King was so angry that his hair and beard were rooted upright, and his hair was full of electric lines, wishing to take this bold kidnapper immediately. But perseveringly, the baby son is in the hands of the opponent, how can he act rashly!
The fire in his chest was burning with enthusiasm, and the thunder was constantly echoing with the interwoven electric lights like dragons and snakes, and the red light hidden in the depths of the thunder was even looming in the big copper bell eyes.
Due to the secret arrangement of the conspirators, for a long time, every time he used that mysterious potion, he had inadvertently inhaled a volatilized violent force and lurked in his body. Every time the red light trembles, these heterogeneous evil forces that have accumulated over time seem to resonate, increasing by one point, and gradually gathering into an undercurrent of destruction under the veins of his unparalleled divine power.
But he didn't notice it at all, because all his attention was attracted by the sudden voice in his mind: "Master, the time limit for the medicine is approaching, if the side effects occur, I am afraid that your highness..."
Ku Rong wanted to say something but stopped, but was shocked that King Jade's pupils shrank, and asked urgently, "How long is left!"
"I'm afraid... it won't last a minute or two."
One or two minutes! The situation was pushed to a dead end, the Jade King suppressed some anger instead, stared at the coercion with cold eyes, and shouted, "What do you want!"
Since he had the intention of discussing, everyone looked at the female monk who was hysterical. But Ling didn't seem to hear it. He was silent for a moment while holding Yuming, and then suddenly cursed again: "X, how much hardship the old lady has suffered over the years, do you know! Just for the face of the broken palace, you still I want Aming to suffer these crimes too! I tell you, today I will take him away, or I will die here with him!"
"Sister Ling, don't be impulsive!" Shun had already noticed that the female monk's state was extremely abnormal, and was guessing what caused it. When he heard this, he shouted in horror, "If anything is wrong, please discuss it. Don't take it. Just kidding!"
He persuaded him a couple of words, but Ling did not hear it. He panted and did not speak. On the contrary, the Jade King shook his beard and laughed: "Okay, okay, okay!"
Only after the three "good" words settled, the golden light suddenly appeared, and a powerful force expanded sharply from the body of the Jade King, filling this enclosed stone room. Time seemed to have stagnated at this moment, the golden thundercloud rolled from the top of the head, swept across everyone present with a loud rumbling, dispelling all the powers of purple, white, blue, and black, leaving only the pure thunder dominated. The realm of power!
Before the domain is completed, no one can move any minute, until this power comes, the devastating thunder and lightning finally breaks through the time imprisonment and releases all those present.
The mighty pressure that hung over the head immediately made everyone unable to lift their heads, their hands and feet were filled with lead, and they couldn't move or move--except for the youth in the green shirt who was not yet awake and the gloomy so far. The silent black robe monk.
Under the absolute threat of suppression, Shun had no choice but to cry secretly in his heart. There is almost no power left in his body, and there is no way to resist in this thunder and lightning domain. He gritted his teeth and barely turned his head and glanced at the master.
The Jade King has been suspended in the air, his big sleeves fluttering, and nine golden dragons formed by thunder circling around him, spreading teeth and dancing claws, majestic. At this moment, his anger seemed to disappear, his face was indifferent, but there was a faint dark cloud of blood between the flashing eyes.
Even the realm came out, how could this end... Although the prince could not move for a while, he was not afraid. He was frowning and wondering how to solve the current situation. He heard a series of crackling noises behind him.
what happened again? He turned his head laboriously, and saw that the female monk was surrounded by numerous thunder snakes, large and small, like a star ring, and the electric light like a long whip kept beating at her, exploding bursts of noise.
In this Thunder God Realm, Ling's water power has been suppressed to the limit. She couldn't release the water shield, she could only madly urge the divine power veins, blocking the power back and forth at the place where she was beaten by thunder and lightning, leaving skin and flesh scars, it was better than being invaded by alien divine power, causing irreversible damage.
She was beaten by the twisting and dancing Thunder Snake so pale and trembling with pain, but she just gritted her teeth and screamed. In addition to horror, Blu-ray's eyes gradually disappeared, and there were many more dazed, as if he didn't understand why he was in such a situation.
How could Shun allow outsiders to abuse his companions in such a way, turning his head angrily, suffocating his strength and shouting: "Uncle Ling, even if she is at fault, she should be judged by the Holy Tower. How can you let you impose severe punishment! Stop it!"
This cry sounded like the noise of mosquitoes and flies to the King of Jade, and was completely ignored. Seeing that Lingshang had the power to resist, he gave a blank expression on his face, and added a few thunder snakes to the aperture. It seemed that if the opponent was not completely destroyed, it would be difficult to dispel his hatred.
The Jade King didn't bother to respond, and the prince was at a time when his power was empty, and he couldn't forcefully intervene. Fortunately, there was a helper behind him.
As far away as possible in the South Island, he had experienced an encounter with the powerful Elder Moredia, who was also a lord, and although he ended in a disastrous defeat, he had accumulated some experience in dealing with the field.
Since he heard Shun's drink, he began to carefully condense the space power that has not been consumed in his body. Seeing that the Jade King didn't answer at this moment, he didn't hesitate to grab the handle of the spear, condensing all the divine power that could be mobilized into a needle-like stream, and swiftly crossed the blockade along the ground. As soon as the white needle tip touched Ling's body, it immediately climbed up and spread, instantly protecting her in a glass-like space shield.
As soon as this white light came up, King Jade stopped his hands, turned his head slowly and looked at the prince, and the thunder roared from the horizon: "You want to do something with this king?"
"She was brought by me, if Uncle Ling wants to hurt her, how can I just sit back and ignore it!" Shun deliberately ignored the source of the protective light wall, and he would not give in.
"Just rely on you!?" The Jade King gave his response even more contemptuously. That layer of space shield was almost paperless in front of his divine power domain. He didn't care about the prince's attitude, and was about to continue to energize the electric light. Suddenly, there was a dry and hoarse warning in his mind: "Prince, the potion time is coming soon. "
So fast! Yu Wang's heart sank, and he waved his sleeve and called out "Ming'er". The boy in Qingshan who received the signal immediately stepped to get closer, but unexpectedly, a black waterline swam behind him like a snake, wrapped his feet, and fell straight to the ground.
The guard in black was like carrying a boulder on his back, his face flickering with black light. As soon as he threw the waterline, he threw the short knife in his hand, exerted all his energy, lowered his head and rushed forward two or three steps with difficulty, and fell down, but it was enough to reach Yuming's calf. Like a drowning man, he caught the driftwood, struggling to grab it with both hands, clinging to it, and not letting go.
"Damn! Are you going to rebel!" Not only did the maintenance guard neglect his duty and bring people into the secret room privately, but now he dared to act against himself, so angry that the Jade King's golden eyes gave out blood. The nine wandering dragons circling beside him also speeded up, spitting out golden hook-like electric lights, piercing Mo's now defenseless back.
The white light came up again, with far-reaching vision, and instantly shifted the goal of protection. The electric light repeatedly collided on the light shield that stretched out suddenly, and it produced a wave of divine power like a piece of powder. It shattered the white light several times back and forth, but had lost its vigor, and was blocked by the power of black water only on the back of the ink. Several scorched cracks were drawn on the top.
"Unreasonable!" The gun guards made repeated provocations by shaking the tree, and finally wiped out the last patience of the Jade King. The red light in his eyes was about to summon the divine thunder to suppress the audience, but there was a dry voice in his mind. Urging: "Master, there are ten seconds left."
Damn it! ! ! Before he waved his hand, he had to stay still, and he was almost suffocating internally! In his mind is the countdown that the spiritual monk is not rushing, it is like a death knell, which makes him irritable, and he just wants to rush the knife and numb it, and immediately calm the storm!
He stared at his blood and swept down, Yuming still lying on the ground unconsciously, but if he failed to pick up his baby son after a few seconds, he suppressed it before the terrifying sequelae broke out. As a result... even thinking about it. Unthinkable! He only felt that his heart was beating fiercely, and the pain of deep piercing into the skin was all around his eye sockets, and a strange hostility that had never happened before swept his mind.
How to do! I have to get my son back, get it back! The only reason he defended was still shouting in the clouds, but the blood in his body burned to the hot by the violent evil force was eager to destroy everything, as if a voice was screaming desperately in his ear: "Kill! They dare to stop you." Road! They are enemies! Enemies! Damn it!"
kill?
"Kill! Don't you want to take your son back! Kill them! Even one! See who dares to stop!"
Correct! To take back the son... kill and kill! At the moment of the Jade King's thought, all the golden dragons around his body glowed with red light, and their heads were solidified in the air. The nine pairs of thunder and lightning pupils, as majestic as gods, examined all the targets below one by one.
Ling...no! She is the niece of the lady and cannot be killed!
Mo... What's the point of a domestic slave!
Shun...No, he is a stepping stone for Ming'er's future! At least not at this moment!
So the rest...
All the golden dragons stared at the white figure, and after the dominator waved his hand indifferently, it suddenly shot out. The nine thunder dragons entangled and spliced, forming a beast that is no different from the pure gold cast statue on the top of the stone chamber. With its big, fierce mouth entangled by the arc, it rushed as far as possible in a faintly flashing blood!
The change in just a few seconds is unbelievable. Who could have guessed that the Jade King would perform such a terrible trick while already in control of the overall situation! ? But the golden dragon carrying Peiran's killing intent would not give them the answer!
When Shun saw the weird red light, he felt his heart beating wildly. When he gathered in Jiulong, he rushed straight behind him, breathless with horror, his hands and feet numb.
Without even thinking about it, he naturally knew who this lore was aimed at. There was a huge shock in his mind, and a scene flashed out quickly in the blank space: that was as far as the South Island was seriously injured. , The picture of countless ice spikes penetrating the body!
The sticky blood that didn't wash off that night seemed to spread before his eyes again.
Shun still remembered very clearly how he hugged his cold body in panic, how he trembled his hands and fed him the last remaining life-saving medicine, how to breathe out again after the other party, beat his pulse again, and sweat all over his body. , But he was relieved in his heart.
But he also clearly remembers how this close friend betrayed him, how to quibble, how to concoct the above scene, let him go straight from heaven to prison, and it is difficult to find peace!
All lies! He told himself this way countless times, even in dreams, even dreaming back, even every moment of subconscious disturbance.
lie!
He kept zooming in on the hollow purple pupil, and time seemed to slow down instantly. The light dragon transformed from countless thunder and lightning is constantly approaching, but like a wailing man who has fallen into a quagmire, crawling forward inch by inch, but still unable to escape the muddy bondage.
Under the electric light shrouded in death, his brain has never turned so fast. He seemed to want to understand everything, and he seemed to see the past of the front in an extremely transparent way, and no more ties could hinder his heart.
However, his body was the first to betray him.
At the moment the golden dragon appeared, he might have reacted instinctively and leaned to the side to avoid it. Then he actually seemed to have broken away from the pressure of the ubiquitous domain, staggered a few big steps in a daze, and finally gave a strong foot to block the golden light!
The ultimate skill that condensed the supreme power of the lord rank suddenly fell, and no one can compete with it!
At the moment when he was bitten by the electric dragon, Shun didn't notice any pain at all. All his spirits were still concentrating on the problem that might entangle his life, leaving only a trace of stubborn persistence lingering:
I just don’t want to watch him die...
After a dazzling flash like a blazing sun, the golden dragon died for an instant without making a sound or making a mark.
There was a pungent burnt smell in the air. And at the source of this smell, the only thing left was the dark corpse that could no longer distinguish the shape!