Nine thousand years old

Chapter 94

"Hey, don't cry."

The young man's voice was soft, not the same texture as before, but Wuchang was still momentarily stunned, he didn't dare to turn his head, for fear that it would be his own illusion.

Li Jian's body seemed to be dispersing, he squatted behind Wuchang, and said anxiously: "You shouldn't die, then you take care of me first, I'm going to disperse!"

Wuchang immediately pulled out the iron spikes on his body, looked at Li Jian's translucent body, paused for a moment, and took out the chains that always accompany him.

This cold chain is a spiritual weapon of ten thousand years, and it is also suitable as a carrier. Li Jian immediately turned into a stream of light and penetrated, Wuchang carefully embraced the iron chain in his arms.

"Often, you help me collect a corpse...and don't stuff it in your arms so I can't see the outside!" Li Jian kept saying, "Fortunately, brother Yuan gave me supernatural power, otherwise my soul would die It’s about to disperse.”

He kept talking, as if he was hiding his fear, and impermanence was just like him, until now when he heard this person was still chattering, he carefully put away Li Jian's body.

Good thing the man didn't disappear.

Impermanence wiped away the tears on his face, entered the entrance of the enchantment, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In the gorgeous auditorium, there are broken items everywhere. Li Siyuan's body is full of wounds, and all the wounds are traces of being burned. He kept trying to fill the scars with Yin Qi. The process was extremely painful, but he could only bear it.

He had to wait until Mingli came, before that, he couldn't die in Xia Yanzhi's hands.

The fight between the two made the room messy, even the carvings on the roof were shattered, Xia Yanzhi's clothes were intact, he stroked the white-stained wall ash on his body, and walked slowly towards Li Siyuan.

The spiritual fire in front of him gradually grew larger, hot and frightening, Li Siyuan struggled to stand up, but his forehead was covered with sweat, and his face was as white as paper.

Just before Xia Yanzhi made a move, a clear green light appeared in front of Li Siyuan.

A piece of wooden sign flew out of Li Siyuan's pocket and turned into a little doll on the ground. With his eyes closed, countless spiritual power gathered from the sky.

"Her chance is not with her brother! I am a descendant of the Shenmu clan, you believe me!"

Xiaomu's body trembled, he was afraid of the spiritual fire in front of him, but he gritted his teeth and stood in front of Li Siyuan.

Li Siyuan's eyes widened, he didn't know that the child had followed him secretly until now, he wanted to protect Xiaomu behind him, but Xia Yanzhi beat him back to the original place after only moving a little.

Xia Yanzhi looked at the child in front of him, and murmured: "Shenmu... Is that old Xuyue still alive?"

Xiaomu nodded, and hope was ignited in his heart: "The elder is still there, do you know him?"

Xia Yanzhi's expression changed slightly, but it was full of coldness and disgust: "Of course, I wish I could kill him right now."

If Xuyue hadn't told Songhua...they wouldn't have been separated for so many years!

Li Siyuan knew it wasn't good, he didn't care about Xia Yanzhi and his injuries, he immediately pulled Xiaomu behind him, and suffered Xia Yanzhi's attacking sword array and spirit fire.

This blow was merciless, if Xiaomu was hit, he might be dead, Li Siyuan swallowed his blood, and happily hid Xiaomu behind him.

Xiaomu also understood that this person would not let them go, and urged his spiritual power to create countless tree vines to attack Xia Yanzhi.

But those vines were burned when they touched the spiritual fire. Xiaomu saw a flaming sword approaching Li Siyuan's heart, and immediately gathered countless vines to resist.

Two of these vines are extremely thick, they were formed by Xiaomu's hands in a hurry, and they are also part of his primordial spirit.

The fire sword was successfully resisted, but Xiaomu also cried out in pain, and a few tears gushed out instantly.

Li Siyuan was very anxious, he never hated himself for being so weak and weak, for being unable to use all his supernatural power.

"Xia Yanzhi, you won't even kill a child!"

Li Siyuan stared at him fiercely, gathering countless yin qi, the lotus on his shoulder was like a man-eating flower, which kept growing until it soared to the height of a person, blocking all Xia Yanzhi's spiritual fire.

Xia Yanzhi was still quite afraid of Lian, he took a slight step back, but the attack did not stop.

"Shenmu clan, I don't want to see any of them, and you can't survive either."

Xia Yanzhi's words were without emotion, his tone was very light, but the firmness in it made Li Siyuan startled.

With the sound of thunder, He Ji was knocked into the house by a silver dragon, and soon a storm demolished the house to pieces.

Li Siyuan protected Xiaomu, but Xiaomu had already spent a lot of spiritual power on divination for Songhua, and now he was hit several times, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and returned to the wooden sign.

Li Siyuan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly put Xiaomu back into his arms. He didn't feel relieved until he saw his small eyes blinking like emoticons, which seemed to be overflowing with water vapor.

The blood-red dragon stood in front of him, and Li Siyuan felt a pang in his heart. He knew that this dragon was Mingli, but he didn't know why Mingli became like this.

Xia Yanzhi looked at He Ji who was lying on the side and couldn't move, and looked towards Ming Li in surprise.

"I didn't expect you to be able to break through my formation at your age." Xia Yanzhi understood that it was Li Jian who told Ming Li the way to break the formation, but he had absolute confidence in his own strength.

But he didn't expect that Ming Li would come in so quickly, Xia Yanzhi had to treat this new Dragon King cautiously.

But Mingli didn't wait, he roared furiously, and bit Xia Yanzhi's neck, the dragon array behind him restrained Xia Yanzhi's actions, and released even stronger power under the protection of the Dragon King.

The Dragon Clan is a strong individual, but since the opening of the sky, dragons have never been solitary creatures.

Only by gathering together can the most powerful power of the dragon clan be exerted.

Many dragons have understood this truth since childhood, but Mingli only understands it today.

Something loosened in his heart, gradually the solitary fighting style matched the dragon formation, it was an instinct engraved in the bones of every dragon, and he soon understood.

Xia Yanzhi was forced by Mingli to retreat steadily, his murderous intent became overwhelming, and he instantly transformed into his original body, creating endless real fire.

The fire forced the dragon formation to retreat for a certain distance, but Mingli rushed to Fenghuang without hesitation. Li Siyuan leaned against the wall, and could only continuously transform the yin energy into spiritual power, and gathered it on Mingli's body, protecting his body. layer spirit shield.

The phoenix's sharp claws grabbed the dragon scales tightly, cracks were caught on the red scales in an instant, the dragon roared loudly, and the sound wave shook the phoenix back.

But the red dragon didn't retreat, he wrapped around Phoenix's body and tightly strangled his neck.

Immediately more turbulent real fire appeared on Phoenix's body, Li Siyuan's spiritual shield was burned, and Ming Li retreated immediately.

He Ji's face was as heavy as water, and no one noticed that he secretly moved to the side of Xia Yanzhi's array, swinging the spirit beads on it calmly.

The phoenix ignited a big fire, fighting against the thunder in the sky, he rushed towards the dragon formation suddenly, scattered the dragons, spread his wings, a few feathers turned into fire, and disturbed the dragons to turn into a dragon formation again.

Ying Long quickly spit out water, but the fire turned into feathers was not extinguished, but burned more and more intensely.

Li Siyuan didn't dare to mistake God for Mingli's spiritual shield. He no longer cared about the wounds on his body, and sent all his Yin energy to Mingli.

The crimson blood flowed from his wound and dripped on Xiaomu's body. Xiaomu cried more, but there was no spiritual power to help.

Seeing that Phoenix's real fire was about to hit Mingli, an ice shield blocked Mingli's face, Wuchang flew towards him, and shot countless ice blades at Xia Yanzhi.

Seeing that Wuchang protected Mingli, Li Siyuan heaved a sigh of relief, then withdrew his Yin energy, and labored to fill the wound on his body.

The phoenix's wings were pierced by the impermanent ice blade, and it uttered a cry. This cry was like countless needles, piercing into the brains of those present.

Ming Li was the closest, with bright red blood oozing faintly from his forehead, but his body was already blood red, so everyone didn't notice it for a moment.

But Xia Yanzhi saw it, and he took this opportunity to stir up the fire with his wings, breaking through the ice shield of impermanence and burning the red dragon's body.

Ming Li spat out thunder, he was in pain, and suddenly burst into flames, wrapped around Phoenix with countless real fires, opened his mouth and bit Phoenix's neck.

The blood of the phoenix dripped down, and it turned into fire when it landed. Gradually, the fire burned up, and the surrounding trees and houses were all burned, and thick smoke rose.

Immediately afterwards, a light green bead fell out of Xia Yanzhi's wound and rolled into the thick smoke.

Xia Yanzhi was in a hurry, and immediately broke away from Mingli, trying to chase Songhua's Yuanshen Orb, but Mingli bumped into him again, forcefully knocking him into the distant sky.

Xia Yanzhi had no time to take care of Mingli, he fought his injuries and flew to the ruins, the fire blocked his sight, he immediately withdrew the fire, and searched for Songhua's soul in the thick smoke.

But nothing.

Ming Li originally wanted to take this opportunity to kill Xia Yanzhi, but he stopped after a few seconds, and the two of them turned into human forms at the same time, and fell into the smoky ruins.

Impermanence and all the dragons didn't know it, so they fell to the ground together.

Ming Li's eyes were red and frightening. Just now, he realized that his connection with Li Siyuan had been cut off.

Xia Yanzhi's shoulder was continuously oozing blood, he looked around furiously, and knew almost instantly that Songhua's primordial spirit had disappeared.

At the same time, He Ji and Li Siyuan also disappeared.

The sky and the earth moved slightly, and the array slowly changed, and a group of people were tied up in it, unable to get out.

"He! Send!"

Xia Yanzhi spat out the name viciously, and attacked the array frantically, but he never expected that the cowardly butterfly monster would be so powerful. Not moving at all.

Ming Li almost wanted to swallow Xia Yanzhi in one gulp, but the key now is how to break through the barrier.

Impermanence and a group of Dragon Clans realized what had happened only belatedly, so they could only work together to break through the array.

Above the flying clouds, countless soft whites appeared in front of his eyes. Li Siyuan was shackled by He Ji and couldn't move. He never thought that things would develop like this.

He Ji seemed to be in a good mood, the corners of his mouth curled up, his evil face seemed to be shining, but in Li Siyuan's eyes, it was extremely hateful.

He Ji looked back at him and smiled slightly: "Unexpected?"

Li Siyuan looked into his eyes and said, "This is exactly what you do."

He Ji smiled even more happily.

"Xia Yanzhi should be mad with anger now, a phoenix without a brain, stupid and arrogant." He paused, and said again: "It's really ridiculous."

Li Siyuan stopped talking. He didn't think it would be better for him to fall into He Ji's hands than Xia Yanzhi's. After all, although Xia Yanzhi was empty-eyed, he still had feelings in his heart.

As for He Ji, he is a devil through and through.

Suddenly He Ji stopped, looked into Li Siyuan's arms, and pulled Xiaomu out in two or three strokes.

Li Siyuan was furious, He Ji threw Xiaomu down from the cloud with a relaxed expression, and said, "I forgot that there is still a little tree."

Xiao Mu fell to the ground from a high altitude, plunged into the soil, and managed to transform back into a human body before he licked his head. He looked at the surrounding mountains and forests, feeling wronged in his heart.

But he was thinking of saving his brother, so he took out a smaller notebook from his pocket, and wrote stroke by stroke with his hands that had been burned by Xia Yanzhi.

Write a few words and shed a tear.

My hand hurts.