Chapter 324 The End of the Road

Faced with the five qi powers that were shot in, Yan Qijun, who had exhausted his true energy, let out a long hissing, and burned the Nascent Soul that he had just condensed. The huge and pure true energy was born out of thin air, and a large area of ​​gray and white aura erupted from Yan Qijun. He cursed viciously and took out the last magic weapon to save his life, the "Life and Death Pendant", on his body.

A gray and white light flew into the sky, turning into a shield-like light curtain, firmly blocking Yan Qijun.

With a loud bang, five qi powers fell heavily on the light curtain transformed by the life and death penis. The gray-white strong light was violently turbulent. After the two fingers were rubbed against each other, five qi powers that had weakened more than ten times hit Yan Qijun, blasted in from his chest, and burst out from behind him, blasting his body open five transparent wounds that were slapped in the length of his palm.

With blood sprayed in big mouthfuls, Yan Qijun widened his red eyes and shouted loudly: "Bitch, I will never die, and I will destroy your nine clans in the future."

He picked up the unconscious Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu, and Yan Qijun burned the Nascent Soul almost madly, and his body turned into a dazzling strong light and flew forward. At that moment, Yan Qijun actually used a terrible high speed that was almost teleported. A distance of hundreds of miles flashed in a flash. He crashed into the ice layer hundreds of miles away and quickly sank into the thick ice layer.

Following closely behind dozens of terrible qi powers were blown down, blowing the mysterious ice in the radius into pieces.

The terrifying energy chased after him. Yan Qijun was rushing hard by the wave of air. A ball of blood exploded from his seven orifices at the same time. Yan Qijun, who was almost in a coma, gritted his teeth, carrying a desperate aura that only a lonely wolf at the end of the road, and cast all the magic he could perform at this moment, desperately breaking through the ice layer and flying forward.

Sometimes he went to the left, sometimes he went to the right, sometimes he used the Five Elements Escape Technique to break the Xuanbing Escape, sometimes he directly smashed the ice layer and fled, and sometimes he used the natural corridor in the ice layer to flee. In just a cup of tea, with his almost collapsed body, Yan Qijun dragged Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu, who had a huge body, miraculously escaped hundreds of miles away, and fell heavily in a cave eroded by the sea water under the Xuanbing.

The Nascent Soul that had just condensed yesterday was burned to death, and the true energy in his body was once again exhausted. Nine and a half of the ten meridians in his body were broken, and his internal organs were even more broken, cracked. Yan Qijun could feel that two huge wounds were torn apart from his heart, and his heart was almost cut into three pieces. Now a large amount of blood is gushing out of the wound, quickly filling his chest.

Touching the storage ring on his finger, Yan Qijun smiled bitterly, and the last little healing pill was gone. He, Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu, lay shoulder to shoulder on the ground, quietly waiting for the arrival of death.

Yesterday, Lin Qiuluo was attacked by Lin Qiluo in Piaoxue City. Relying on the self-destruction of the dead soldiers guards around him, Yan Qijun and others escaped from Piaoxue City by chance. However, not far away, He Qianqiu, who was severely injured in the head, fell to the ground and was caught up by Lin Qiuluo. Lin Qiuluo, who was eager to kill Yan Qijun and the other two, blazing his immortal weapon, attacked with an immortal thunder. Yan Qijun was forced to sacrifice the purple smoke tent and barely resisted.

But where can the Ziyan Tent resist the attack of the immortal weapon? The purple cloud smoke almost shattered as soon as it contacted the immortal thunder. Fortunately, Xiong Wanling recovered the body of the demon bear and blocked the attack of the immortal thunder with its huge body, protecting Yan Qijun and He Qianqiu. With Xiong Wanling's cultivation of nearly ten thousand years and his powerful physical defense power after he turned into his original form, the immortal thunder almost blew up Xiong Wanling's back.

The muscles on his back turned into vanish, one spine was broken into seven or eight sections, and Xiong Wanling, whose internal organs were exposed, was even severely injured by the immortal thunder, and was almost beaten to death. Fortunately, he sacrificed his life to protect him, barely allowing Yan Qijun and He Qianqiu to survive, but He Qianqiu's legs were also shattered by the immortal thunder, and Yan Qijun was even more shocked by the immortal thunder, so he was not shocked to death.

Fortunately, Lin Qiuluo's fairy thunder was blown down, and a deep pit of hundreds of miles was blown away on the snowfield. Yan Qijun, who had barely maintained a trace of sanity, grabbed Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu, who were seriously injured and dying, and entered the pit. He fled desperately along a cracked corridor underground. He was lucky enough to avoid Lin Qiuluo's pursuit.

What's even more mysterious is that Yan Qijun was severely injured by the immortal thunder, and his body was almost shattered. With the wonderful effect of the Nine-Death and Nine-Life Reincarnation Technique, he broke through the bottleneck that had troubled him for more than a thousand years in just one quarter of an hour, and successfully formed the Nascent Soul. Moreover, the Nascent Soul was formed at an extremely fast speed, and there was no thunder tribulation. He successfully reached the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation.

His cultivation level soared, but his injuries remained the same. Yan Qijun exhausted all the spiritual pills that the three of them carried with them, but only barely sucked the trace of Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu's vitality. Moreover, this trace of anger might dissipate at any time. Yan Qijun was forced to do so. He could only follow the impression in his memory, follow the cover of the snowfield and flee towards Feixue City, trying to escape back to Wanxianxing through Feixue City's void shift array.

As a result, he was discovered by Lin Qiuluo again, and chased him all the way, forcing him to hide with the help of the snow field. He never dreamed that Lin Qiuluo would be so crazy that he actually used the original power of the immortal weapon, which was almost equivalent to the self-destructing immortal weapon launching a fatal blow. The snow field that is thousands of miles apart was destroyed, and he was forced out of the hidden underground. The life-saving purple smoke tent was completely destroyed by the sky thunder. He, Xiong Wanling, and He Qianqiu were even shaken by the aftermath of the sky thunder, and now he is not far from death.

If it weren't for the burning of the Nascent Soul just now, I'm afraid I wouldn't have escaped here?

There was a strange phosphorescence flashing in the cave, and a faint blue halo made the surroundings clear. Some transparent jellyfish were freely wandering in the black ice that was several times stronger than steel. The hazy figures were like ghosts, and these blue lights were emitted by these jellyfish. Yan Qijun looked at these jellyfish in surprise, wondering why they could wander among the ice.

The injuries in the body were getting worse, and death inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by Yan Qijun's body and soul. Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu were breathing weaker and weaker, and their bodies were also getting colder inch bych bych bych. Yan Qijun looked at the agile jellyfish in despair and sighed faintly.

"Not a loss, no loss in this life!"

Yan Qijun said quietly: "As the prince of Dayan, I have been frugal with me since I was born, and I have never suffered any setbacks or sufferings. When other clan members have experienced severe tests for their power and cultivation, as the prince of Dayan, I have been carefree for the past two thousand years, just enjoying it freely."

"No, I will never lose in this life!"

With a bitter smile, a large amount of black blood gushed out of the corners of his mouth. Yan Qijun muttered in a low voice: "But, I'm really unwilling to accept it! I haven't done anything in my life for more than two thousand years? Even, except for the time I went to Mocheng to resist the celestial fairy, this is the first time I have left Jidu. For more than two thousand years, I really left Jidu for the first time! For more than two thousand years, I... I'm really unwilling to accept it!"

Black blood surged out from the seven orifices at the same time. Yan Qijun turned his head hard and looked at Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu, who were only a trace of Li De. "It also dragged down the two national masters. Especially Master Xiong, if nothing unexpected happens, he will be able to break through to the late stage of the Yuanshen soon, and the immortals are expected!"

"Oh~~~" Yan Qijun looked up at the jellyfish that were freely shuttled through the mysterious ice, and countless faces in front of him shook over.

Finally, a pretty face suddenly froze in front of him. Yan Qijun was stunned and suddenly laughed: "Oh, how could it be you? Although you are Zixuan's biological mother, Zixuan is my favorite daughter, but you... I have forgotten what you look like, how can you still see your face clearly?"

The face gradually blurred, and Wuqi's face suddenly jumped out.

Yan Qijun coughed violently, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Let me die more at ease! Why do you think of him before you die? This damn boy, not counting on the tricks of Zi Xuan, he was so bold that he introduced the immortals into the Ten Thousand Immortal Stars! This bastard boy, he...he..."

A huge shock suddenly came from a distance, and a harsh roar came, echoing repeatedly in the cave, which made Yan Qijun's mouth bleeding and his eardrums almost cracked. Yan Qijun screamed in horror: "That dead woman, are you catching up? Don't let me survive, otherwise, the whole family will be killed, and I will use the most cruel means to retaliate!"

A strange force suddenly emerged from somewhere. Yan Qijun smiled strangely and stood up with a strange smile. Although his spine was broken into three sections, he stood up straight. He picked up Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu. Yan Qijun laughed loudly and said, "Two national masters, we are going to find a quiet place to die. If we were to be humiliated by a woman before death, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?"

"Gaga" laughed wildly, Yan Qijun dragged Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu's bodies heavily along the rugged water-eroded corridor in the cave and staggered forward. The huge roar behind him was getting closer and closer, and a faint burst of air was used from behind.

Suddenly, the top of his head lit up, and the thick ice layer was shattered by huge force. Wearing white fairy armor, there was a white long whip circling and dancing like a flying dragon, Lin Qiuluo floating above Yan Qijun's head, sneering loudly.

"Yan Qijun... OK, very good! You destroyed Piaoxue City, causing the five disciples of the Dawu Palace to lose their physical bodies. OK, very good, very good! How should I thank you? Hundreds of thousands of people in Piaoxue City were destroyed! The five disciples of the Dawu Palace at the level of the primordial spirit lost their physical bodies! Even if they were cut into pieces, they could not eliminate the hatred in my aunt's heart!"

Lin Qiuluo's face was so angry that his face was twisted and his whole body was trembling.

With a wave of the long whip, a white light shot out, penetrated Yan Qijun's body from the back of his heart, and then he swung heavily, tearing a hideous wound on Yan Qijun's body. From the mouth of his heart to the right shoulder, half of Yan Qijun's body was torn apart, and a large amount of black blood kept pouring out.

Yan Qijun raised his head with difficulty, looked at Lin Qiuluo and laughed strangely: "So, woman, be my plaything, how about letting me help you get angry?"

When he died, Yan Qijun was too lazy to pay attention to the etiquette, so he simply learned from the market and took advantage of it.

Lin Qiuluo's body stiffened, and she screamed with anger, and pointed at the long whip beside her. A dragon roar sounded. The long whip brought a white light as thick as a bucket and slapped it heavily, and slapped it straight at Yan Qijun's Tianling.

Yan Qijun closed his eyes and waited for death. Feeling a sharp wind on his head, Yan Qijun sighed in a low voice: "I knew it if I had known..."
Chapter completed!