Chapter 464 Xiao Jiang’s older bodyguard team?
The capital city, inside the underground palace altar.
Ye Zhuchan, who was originally meditating and practicing, suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, and a huge golden turntable shadow above her head was split into pieces, turning into wisps of flowing light and dissipating.
"What's wrong? Something happened to your little brother Jiang again?"
In the corner next to it, the nine-tailed demon fox was lying there lazily, with nine beautiful tails swaying silently like smart silk.
Ye Zhuchan stood up, and her willow eyebrows condensed into the character "chuan".
"What's wrong, the fifth level of the Shuiyue Dream Mirror passed, but Brother Xiao Jiang seems...it seems to be dead?"
"Dead?"
The nine-tailed demon fox widened his charming eyes.
She couldn't help but giggle:
"I said, are you crazy now? How could a person with a deep blessing like him die? If you are really worried about your little brother Jiang, just go to his side and guard it."
Ye Zhuchan ignored the joke of the nine-tailed demon fox, with a solemn expression and silently made a move.
The expression of the nine-tailed demon fox, who noticed the abnormal atmosphere, was frozen.
That kid won't really die, right?
"No, it seems that there is a trace of soul energy, but it seems that it is dead again." This is the first time Ye Zhuchan cannot accurately sense Jiang Shouzhong's situation.
In the past, she could use the Water Moon Dream Mirror to explore Jiang Shouzhong's situation remotely.
For example, last time Jiang Shouzhong entered the bride's grave.
But this time, the Shuiyue Dream Mirror seemed to be shocked and imprisoned by a powerful force.
This shows that Jiang Shouzhong is currently in the Demon Sea Mountain.
Because the Water Moon Dream Mirror was born from where it is normal to be restrained.
But the question is why Jiang Shouzhong’s breath of life cannot be sensed?
"Is that boy Jiang Shouzhong playing the trick of pretending to die again? Just the same as last time?"
The nine-tailed demon fox said, "I think you don't scare yourself, you're shocked by that kid last time. You will definitely be able to sense his life in a while."
Ye Zhuchan subconsciously raised her head.
The nine-tailed demon fox was startled and said quickly:
"My Queen, you shouldn't be thinking about going out again, do you really think that the immortals in the sky can't find you? The time has not yet come. If you are caught, then no one can deal with those immortals in the future.
Besides, Jiang Shouzhong is now in the Demon Sea Mountain, and the lock-up restriction has not been unlocked, so we can't get to him as soon as possible. ”
Ye Zhuchan said, "Whether it is true or fake death, Xiao Jiang's situation can easily reveal the Haotian Divine Luck, which was originally banned in his body, and be noticed by those immortals."
The nine-tailed demon fox changed his face: "What should I do?"
Ye Zhuchan paced back and forth in the altar, thinking.
Suddenly she thought of something and murmured, "No, Jiang Wan's woman is not reliable at all. Haotian's divine fortune is very likely to appear now, so we must find someone to protect Xiao Jiang's younger brother."
"Who are you looking for? Nightingale?"
The nine-tailed demon fox asked.
Ye Zhuchan shook her head: "The strength of the Nightingale cannot deal with the immortals in the sky. She needs to stay in the capital, and there is too little time."
"Who is that? It won't be..."
The nine-tailed demon fox thought of someone.
"I originally planned to keep her until the end and complete my other plan, but now... I can only make a deal with her."
Ye Zhuchan sighed, and her nails gently stroked the palm of her other hand. When the golden blood flowed out, she dipped her fingers into the blood and drew a talisman out of thin air.
As the light spots of the talisman dispersed like stars, a graceful figure emerged out of thin air.
The woman was covered in inches of hair, her skin was white, and her figure was unparalleled. Every inch of her curve exuded a fatal temptation, as if she was carefully carved by God.
A long silver-white hair was like a surging waterfall, pouring down from the top of her head, slowly wrapping around her body, covering her body just right, adding a bit of hazy temptation.
"I will release you from the Water Moon Dream Mirror, but you must promise me a condition."
Ye Zhuchan looked at the demon lord and said slowly.
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The fierce sword that broke through the sky was wrapped with the supreme sword force, extremely fierce.
This Tantric Holy Buddha, who was once famous in the world, wore a monk's robe and moved slightly in the wind, his expression was as calm as water, and he walked towards Jiang Wan step by step.
Every step is falling, it seems to have endless Zen, but it also has a faint sense of invisible huge oppression.
The sword energy poured down like a heavy rain.
A dazzling golden light suddenly appeared around the monk, like a scorching sun blooming in the world, shining brightly, making people's eyes hurt.
The sword energy hit the golden light, splashing ripples, as if the calm lake was thrown into a huge rock.
But the monk was safe and sound, and even the corners of his clothes had not fluttered a single moment.
Jiang Wan's Cangsheng Sword is undoubtedly the most powerful sword technique in the world.
But the premise is that she still has a powerful body.
At this moment, she was just living in Jiang Erliang's body.
Without strong physical cultivation as the foundation, no matter how exquisite the swordsmanship is, it is just an illusory tower in the air, and it is difficult to exert its true power.
What's more, the first sword she cast after "resurrection" had almost exhausted all the sword intent that was raised in Jiang Erliang's body.
That sword ruined Zhao Wuxiu's path to ascension.
The immortal in heaven was even more frightened and hurriedly closed the gate of heaven.
But now if you want to use the same powerful Cangsheng Sword again, it will take a long time to cultivate the sword intent.
Unfortunately, it's not now.
More importantly, she was resurrected by reincarnation relics.
At this moment, the owner of the relics was standing in front of her, and the cause and effect cycled, and she could not cause fatal damage to it at all.
"Monks are always the most annoying."
Jiang Wan's eyebrows were raised, and her beautiful eyes were filled with annoyance.
Especially when the woman saw Ran Qingchen's originally disintegrated demonic energy slowly gathering back, she was even more anxious.
It is good to break the inner demons.
But if you can take the opportunity to imprison and purify the demonic energy on Ran Qingchen's body, it will be much easier to deal with it in the future.
At least there is no need to be afraid of the other party completely falling into the Shura path,
Unfortunately, all this was destroyed by the old bald donkey of the Tantric Holy Buddha.
Moreover, the other party appeared just right, and it was obviously carefully calculated in secret.
"Old bald donkey, are you really planning to let Shura appear again?"
Jiang Wan understood the abacus of the Holy Buddha of the Tantric Buddhism and said angrily, "Do you think that if you let Shura stand in front and attract the heavenly tribulation, you can hide behind and secretly ascend to the sky?"
The Tantric Holy Buddha raised his mouth, folded his hands together, and said:
"The little monk only believes in opportunities. Everything in this world has a certain number, and everything is destined in the dark. The little monk just happened to appear here, saved Shura, and even took you back. This is due to heaven's will.
Of course, according to the original idea of the monk, if the heavenly tribulation comes again, I will hope that you three relics will help the monk through this tribulation. After all, it was the little monk who gave you the opportunity to be reborn, and this kind of cause and effect should be repaid to the little monk. ”
His eyes fell slowly and he looked at Jiang Wan.
"But now that the Shura Empress is in front, I think the Heavenly Dao cares more about her than the little monk. In this way, your three relics may be a blessing in disguise and ascend to the same place as the little monk." Jiang Wan's eyes flashed with curiosity, raised her eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but ask, "Besides me, there is also the guardian god of Tantric Buddhism. Who does the remaining relics belong to?"
The Tantric Holy Buddha smiled and said, "The time is here, you will know."
He slowly raised his right hand.
A huge Buddha hand shining with dazzling golden light appeared out of nowhere, covering Jiang Wan with the momentum of Mount Tai.
It seemed that Jiang Wan was just a little bird that could be controlled by others.
Jiang Wan was about to use the secret technique to escape, but suddenly her expression moved, as if she had sensed something. She rubbed her eyebrows and smiled bitterly, "Xiaoyi, since she is here, I will help my sister. I'm wrong."
Now the world in the mirror has disappeared and returned to reality.
Then Jiang Yi can come too.
The body of the Holy Buddha of Tantric Buddhism stagnated, and lotus grew under his feet and walked towards the side.
Every time I took a step, the place where I passed behind me exploded, and the soil and rocks splashed.
At the same time, crimson silk threads rushed from all directions like spirit snakes.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Seeing this, the Holy Buddha of Tantric Buddhism sighed helplessly, withdrew the Buddha's hand that was about to deal with Jiang Wan, turned around and slapped his palm behind him.
There was only a loud "boom" sound, the air shaking violently, and a beautiful figure showed off his body, and he retreated several feet in succession to barely stabilize his body.
The person coming was Jiang Yi.
"Wow, Xiaoyi is so awesome."
Jiang Wan clapped her hands with a flattering expression on her face.
However, Jiang Yi didn't even look at her. Her beautiful eyes were covered with frost. She looked at the Tantric Holy Buddha coldly, and said word by word:
"I can ignore that bitch when you want to take Jiang Wan away, but if you dare to hurt Qingchen, at worst I will fight you if I have this life!"
Jiang Wan suddenly collapsed: "Xiaoyi, do you want to be so heartless?"
The Tantric Holy Buddha was silent and silent, with deep eyes, as if weighing the pros and cons.
After a moment, he shook his head gently and said slowly, "I only follow the will of heaven. You are not the opponent of the young monk, so why are the young monk afraid of you?"
"Try it."
A touching smile appeared on Jiang Yi's charming face.
The Tantric Holy Buddha tapped under his feet, took a step, and appeared three feet away in the blink of an eye.
And just where he was standing, Jiang Yi suddenly appeared out of thin air, and countless pink silks with fatal murderous intent dispersed instantly like fireworks.
"Hidding very quickly."
Jiang Yi frowned and said sarcastically.
Jiang Wan teased, "This bald donkey escaped the heavenly disaster back then, and his ability to escape was better than anyone else."
The Holy Buddha of Tantric Buddhism was not annoyed and replied with a smile: "It's true."
Jiang Yi remained silent and quickly formed a strange magic seal with his hands.
Widths of pink aura quickly intertwined and merged into a huge ball. The ball shone brightly, like a scorching sun hanging high, appearing above her head.
Seeing this, the Holy Buddha of Tantric Buddhism frowned slightly and said helplessly: "Madam Jiang, are you really planning to fight the young monk? It's a pity that you overestimated yourself and underestimated the young monk."
"What about me?"
Just when the sword was tense, a cold and frosty sound suddenly sounded, piercing through the tense air in the hall.
The Tantric Holy Buddha turned his head and looked at it.
At some point, a woman appeared in the hall.
The woman has a beautiful appearance, her skin is as creamy as her skin, and a long golden dress is blowing in the wind.
But standing there, it was like a graceful and luxurious golden peony, blooming proudly, exuding a fearsome nobleness all over his body.
It turned out to be the queen Luo Wanqing.
"Oh, the senior sister is here to help the junior sister, the junior sister is so touched."
Seeing Luo Wanqing appear, Jiang Wan was slightly stunned, and then a bright smile appeared on her face and greeted her familiarly.
The warm appearance seemed to be like the two of them were close friends and had never had any grudges.
But like Jiang Yi, Luo Wanqing obviously had no good expression on this woman who once made her hate her.
She waved her hand gently, and nine golden lotus bloomed around her.
Above the golden lotus, light flows.
In each ray of light, there is the ultimate murderous intent, locking the Tantric Holy Buddha firmly.
The Tantric Holy Buddha still had a calm smile on his face and folded his hands together: "Today, the little monk is lucky to be able to see Queen Luo's peerless style, which is a great blessing in life."
As he said that, he looked up at the Shura Queen whose demonic energy was surging again. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled relievedly and sighed:
"Forget it, the little monk has other important things to do. No matter what, the little monk has won half of his son today. Donor Jiang, we will have a date later. The little monk will come to visit you next time."
The monk knew in his heart that it was impossible to take Jiang Wan away under the noses of these three women.
Although Jiang Wan's Cangsheng Sword could not pose a fatal threat to him, it was enough to make him afraid and be restrained everywhere.
Jiang Yi's magic of heavenly demons has already been achieved. Once she works hard regardless of everything, her strength can almost reach the feather realm and dare not underestimate it.
And Luo Wanqing doesn’t need to say much.
The terrifying cultivation level of the half-step Heaven and Human Realm gives people an invisible sense of oppression just by standing there.
With such a lineup, he really has no chance of winning.
What's more, the current demonic energy on the Shura Queen's body has returned to her body, which does not affect his long-term plan.
"Can you leave?"
Luo Wanqing curled a sneer at the corner of her mouth.
The Holy Buddha of Tantric Buddhism raised his head slightly and smiled calmly:
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint the Empress. If the little monk is leaving, you three can't stop him. Unfortunately, this is not the monk's house. Otherwise, it would be a good story to be able to taste tea and discuss the story with Empress Luo."
"I can't do it in terms of the truth, but she can. You can ask her for advice. She likes to reason with others the most."
Luo Wanqing raised her sharp chin and pointed behind the monk.
The smile on the face of the Tantric Holy Buddha instantly stopped and his expression became a little stiff.
He turned around slowly.
I saw another woman in the hall.
The woman's figure is floating, just a coarse cloth hairpin, but she can't hide the pure and untainted dust from the mud.
At this moment, her body was surrounded by crystal snowflakes.
Every snowflake shines with a cold light, making her look like a fairy, like a fairy who is not as good as a worldly fireworks.
The woman is the female master of Wanshou Mountains and Rivers, Dugu Luoxue.
"Ah, there are four people." Jiang Wan clapped her hands and smiled, "Old bald donkey, can you still leave now?"
The face of the Tantric Holy Buddha was unstable.
However, the next moment, his expression changed drastically, and his nerves suddenly tense, as if he was facing a great enemy.
Behind Dugu Luoxue, another woman slowly walked out.
The woman was wearing a lilac dress, outlining her graceful figure. Just standing there, there is a sense of pride that is above all things.
Li Guanshi!
(This chapter ends)