Chapter 242

Yin and Yang mountain sea boundary, the vast Yin sea, the only island, should be the sun. But now, it's nothing different from the outside world.

The area of the island is similar to that of the Yin lake. The atmosphere of Yangling is particularly obvious in the flat and unexplained environment. As long as they live in a corner, they can know the general position of all Yang spirits on the island.

At the moment, there is a man and a woman on the island. The man was dressed in green, holding a long light blue sword. The blade of the sword was chilly. A woman in a long dress, temperament such as orchid, holding a magnificent purple sword, momentum is much weaker than the men around.

It was Jiang Wencheng and Zilan.

"Your Highness, this is the hinterland of the island. The strength of Yangling is comparable to that of Wuzong. It is the limit that we can deal with together. If we go deeper, I'm afraid it will be dangerous. " Purple orchid Dai eyebrow tiny frown way.

Jiang Wencheng looked flat, nodded, and agreed with the purple orchid's point of view.

Looking at Jiang Wencheng's expressionless appearance, purple orchid sighed. Since the auction of Wanbao Pavilion ended, Jiang Wencheng was like a changed person. She wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to ask.

All she knew was that Jiang Wencheng's change must have something to do with Gu Tianyi, and it was not a good thing.

"Gu Tianyi, isn't it just a young patriarch of a declining family? Is that all? Why do you feel that he is very mysterious? For his sake, his highness prince is willing to join hands with his mortal enemy, Jiang Chenyu. What's more, his Highness has changed, which makes me feel strange... "

Just as the purple orchid was thinking, Jiang Wencheng had already made a hand with Yang Ling, the peak of Wuzong.

"Purple orchid, what do you want, help quickly!" Jiang Wen Cheng called out.

"Yes

Purple orchid a Leng, immediately return to God, release the thousand blade Youlan Wu soul, Wuzong Yizhong's cultivation.

As soon as his wrist shakes, he pulls out a sword flower, and the sword Qi shoots towards Yang Ling.

But at this time, a cold chill came, the temperature around the sudden drop. Above the sky, the cold light flickered. Under the snow storm, a huge pure white sword of more than ten Zhang Long swept down.

Boom!

There was a big bang.

Seeing this, Jiang Wencheng immediately turned the spirit of Qingming sword and turned the whole attack into a defensive one, but he was still knocked out by the giant sword Yu Wei from the sky.

The air was cold, and the white fog shrouded the sight.

"Your Highness!"

The purple orchid is frightened, hurriedly pursues to Jiang Wen Cheng to fly out the direction.

When the vigorous wind blows away the white fog, a crack of more than ten Zhang long is left on the ground just crossed. Yang Ling, who was at war with Jiang Wencheng, disappeared directly, turned into a quantitative spiritual power, and rose to the top of his head, and occupied a 15-year-old girl.

This man is the ancient green core.

She stood in the air, even in the face of Jiang Wencheng, her face was still haughty.

Cold eyes staring at Jiang Wencheng behind the suspension of the light blue sword Wu Hun, control Lingbao, toward Jiang Wencheng.

"Ancient green core!" Jiang Wencheng also recognized her with a look of fear. He frowned and said, "this head of Yangling was killed by you. It belongs to you. Now it's less than an hour before the end of the three green dragon associations. I don't want to argue with you about anything. "

"This is the non boundary line. You go east, we go west, not involved in each other, how about?"

In Jiang Wencheng's words, he revealed a little guilty.

His understanding of ancient Qingrui was learned from Jiang Chenyu, and he also knew that she came from abroad. For such people, it is better not to provoke them if they can not.

What's more, it is now in the Yin and Yang mountains and seas. In the eyes of ancient Qingrui, all the people in the area are mole ants. For mole ants, she will not have too much sense to speak of.

Jiang Wencheng said, aiming at the purple orchid to make a look, two people turn around to go.

Boom!

Two people just took a step, the cold sky sword fell from the sky, inserted in front of them, blocked the way.

Jiang Wencheng and Gu Qingrui are both the top accomplishments of Wu Zong and the soul of sword and martial arts, but the gap between them is like a gap.

Look at what Gu Qingrui has done. I'm not going to let them go.

"Gu Qingrui, do you have anything else to do?" Jiang Wencheng looked back at her and said.

"I don't know you, but you know my name. Tell me, who are you?" Asked Gu Qingrui.

"Jiang Wencheng, the son of Youwang of Qingming state." Jiang Wen Cheng said.

He deliberately named the four characters of Youwang Shizi, hoping that Gu Qingrui could be a little modest and not too difficult for him.

Hearing this, Gu Qingrui chuckled and showed a look of great interest and said, "you king, son of a son? So you should have a good relationship with Jiang Chenyu? "

"We can only say that we know each other, but we have to be wrong." Jiang Wen Cheng said.

"Oh, what's the name of your martial spirit and where does it come from?" Asked Gu Mi Yin.

From the beginning to the end, she was looking at the soul of Qingming sword.Her questions were very jumping, which made Jiang Wencheng a little confused. However, since she opened her mouth, Jiang Wencheng could only answer truthfully:

"this is the royal family of Qingming state, the soul of the Jiang family inherited from generation to generation, called Qingming sword."

Qingming sword three words a mouth, ancient Qingrui slightly moved, the corner of the mouth outlined a smile.

"You mean the green hell sword?"

The voice has not fallen, the ancient Qingrui has come to Jiang Wencheng.

The little hand was like a ghost, and the cold spiritual power condensed into a palm and held Jiang Wencheng's neck. Arm gently raised, Jiang Wencheng did not have the slightest resistance ability, was directly lifted up, his face rose red.

"What do you want to do to your Highness Prince?" Purple orchid angry way.

The spirit of the orchid with ten thousand blades exerts its power into the purple sword and cuts towards the ancient green core.

"Go away!"

A light drink, the sound wave and the vigorous Qi blend, actually the purple orchid shakes to fly several Zhang.

The purple orchid Dai eyebrow slightly frowns, the blood overflows from the corner of the mouth.

The ancient green core did not put the purple orchid in the eye, in her view, the purple orchid is only mole ant, dispensable. Now, she is attracted by the spirit of Qingming sword, so she has no energy to care about these unimportant people.

"Qingming sword, is it something that ordinary people can refer to? No wonder Jiang Chenyu has never displayed his martial spirit in front of me, so it is. He's much smarter than you are. "

"Now, what do you want to see in Wuming hall

Gu Qingrui's idea moved, and her body was surrounded by cold sword Qi. The spirit of the sword gradually solidified. Each handle was carved from ice crystal. It was sharp and full of artistry.

"You madman Jiang Wencheng clenched his teeth, his eyes showing a fierce color.

"Ha ha, you mole ant, whatever you say."

Boom!

The cold sword turned into white awn, and each handle made a sharp wind breaking sound and stabbed at Jiang Wen Cheng.

But when the blade was less than three inches from Jiang Wencheng, they all stopped.

At the moment, from Jiang Wen Cheng's body burst out a touch of green light, covering the sword cage around.

"The third magic power, the green hell curse!" Jiang Wencheng's face twisted, and the words popped out of his mouth.

Then he turned to the purple orchid and said, "go!"

Purple orchid body trembled, staring at the ancient green core and placed in the green mantra Jiang Wen Cheng, eyes show a touch of determination. With a flash of purple light, the imperial sword leaves.

"Hehe, Qingming mantra is very interesting. I just want to find a way to vent my anger. Now that you're here, I'll play with you. " Ancient green pistil sneered.

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