stjorthotic Two Hundred And Seventieth Chapters Ants
Two Hundred And Seventieth Chapters Ants
As soon as he finished speaking, a scarlet source erupted from his body, becoming a pair of armor attached to the surface of his body.
"Jiang Zhi Ge, today is your day of death!"
Qu Yun took out the Wild Ancestral Dragon Sword and strode towards Jiang Zhi Ge.
Looking at the handsome and demonic face, the scene of being abandoned by the three girls of Nangong Rou in Zhengyang Temple appeared one by one.
Everything should belong to Qu Yun.
But now, he has become a lonely ghost, and no one will even be sad for him after his death.
Jiang Zhi Ge's face was cold, and the armor of Daoyuan, even if he had a bit of the power of the Wild Blood Dragon Emperor during his lifetime, could not be his Rival.
The gap between the great emperor and the half-emperor is indescribable, even if Jiang Zhi Ge's origin is incomplete and he has cut off a hand, hitting Qu Yun is like hitting a three-year-old child Normal.
Qu Yun obviously didn't think too much, and was already blinded by hatred.
Just when Jiang Zhi Ge was about to leave to meet the enemy, Ning Qiushui suddenly raised his hand to stop it, and said solemnly: "Azhi, you can't stop repairing the source, leave it to me to deal with it."
"Qiu Shui, he is a half emperor after all."
Jiang Zhi Ge frowned slightly, not because he didn't trust Ning Qiushui, but because Qu Yun did have some strength.
Relying on a uniquely gifted sword technique, Qu Yun was able to fight beyond the ranks. Now that he has obtained the Wild Ancestral Dragon Sword and Daoyuan Armor, his combat power is definitely comparable to that of the late rotation period.
"Azhi, don't you believe me?"
Ning Qiushui did not look back, but stood in front of Jiang Zhi Ge.
"No, I just..."
Jiang Zhi Ge stopped halfway through his words.
Looking at the slender figure, he felt fortitude for the first time from Ning Qiushui.
Jiang Zhi Ge pondered for a while, but still agreed: "Qushui, the main thing is to guard, you just need to buy a little more time for me."
Interrupting the repair at this time will cause permanent damage to his source.
If Ning Qiushui could buy some time, it would be better.
Even if it can't, Jiang Zhi Ge can save Ning Qiushui in time.
"It's ridiculous! You're still with me when you're about to die?"
"Just ask the Profound Realm, can you stop me?"
Seeing this, Qu Yun became more and more resentful, even jealous.
Why, all the beauties will surround Jiang Zhi Ge? A beauty like Ning Qiushui is willing to swear to protect Jiang Zhi Ge?
Is it because of Jiang Zhi Ge's face?
Ning Qiushui's eyes were solemn, she didn't bother to pay attention to Qu Yun, she sat cross-legged and took out the eight-stringed qin.
In the past, for Jiang Zhi Ge, she was actually more of a vase, which was not very useful for improving her cultivation and even fighting.
Ning Qiushui didn't want to be an empress like Su Qingqiu who could stand side by side with Jiang Zhi Ge, at least at this time, he wanted to help Jiang Zhi Ge a little bit.
Qu Yun wanted to ignore Ning Qiushui directly, but the next moment, the curling Lyra sounded in the imperial tomb.
As always, the water stretches thin, but there is an extra sacred atmosphere that cannot be desecrated.
Qu Yun's footsteps paused, he could feel the armor around him being affected and gradually becoming unstable.
The Wild Blood Dragon Emperor was able to fight the Eight Wildernesses alone in the past, relying on his bloodthirsty nature to fight more and more bravely. If he was Ning Qiushui's Lyra Purify, his combat power would definitely be greatly reduced.
"Stupid woman!"
"You will pay for your choice!"
Qu Yun's eyes were gloomy, and he raised the wild ancestral dragon knife and slashed towards Ning Qiushui.
He didn't feel pity for Xiangxiyu at all, and he split Ning Qiushui out in an instant.
Lyra stopped abruptly, and Ning Qiushui flew upside down like a broken-stringed kite, almost falling directly into the endless chaos behind.
There is no order in the chaos, if you don't have enough cultivation base to get lost in it, you will inevitably drift in the endless nothingness forever.
"Autumn Water!"
Jiang Zhi Ge's expression changed drastically, and he almost rushed out of the Sootopolis disc.
"Don't, don't come here!"
Ning Qiushui coughed up blood and dyed the blue and white fairy dress that had been spotless in the past.
Jiang Zhi Ge looked ugly and persuaded: "He is not something you can deal with, so leave it to me."
Being able to defeat Ning Qiushui, who had already asked for success, seemed to have underestimated Qu Yun.
"To you? Jiang Zhi Ge, both of you have to die today."
Qu Yun sneered and strode toward the Sootopolis disc.
Ning Qiushui tried to stop it, but he was easily slashed into the air again.
Ning Qiushui fell not far away, his injuries were so severe that it was difficult for him to stand up even with all his strength.
"Qu Yun."
Jiang Zhi Ge's eyes were completely gloomy, and his voice came from a nine secluded place.
In an instant, the terrifying magic power enveloped the Emperor Tomb.
The magic fog containing the origin of the Emperor Realm swept out, almost crushing Qu Yun into pieces.
If Nangong Rou faced Yang Jing in Zixiao Tiancheng back then, even if Ning Qiushui could persist, Jiang Zhi Ge would not want to see her suffer again.
I believe most men in the world can understand this angry mood.
Scarlet flames emanated from Qu Yun's armor, which separated Jiang Zhi Ge's surging magic mist a little bit.
"Jiang Zhi Ge, today, either you die or I die."
Qu Yun didn't seem to be afraid, and walked step by step with the Savage Ancestral Dragon Saber in hand.
When he walked to the golden chain, the colorful Sootopolis stairs also emerged.
Qu Yun stepped on it, and heard the question he had asked Jiang Zhi Ge earlier: "Are you qualified to walk this road?"
Not waiting for Qu Yun to come back to his senses, the nine heaven-penetrating divine pillars suddenly erupted with an indescribable mighty coercion.
"puff!!"
Qu Yunkuang spat out a mouthful of blood, and stepped back ten steps, holding the knife on the ground with both hands, barely able to stabilize his body.
If it wasn't for the bodyguard of Daoyuan's armor, I'm afraid he would be shaken into powder on the spot.
"How is this possible?"
Qu Yun was shocked, how could there be such power in the world?
He looked up with difficulty, and nine magnificent phantoms seemed to be looking down at him in the sky.
Like the previous questioning, there was obviously no sound, but Qu Yun felt the words like Hong Zhong and Da Lu.
"Ants!!!"
Qu Yun instantly fell to the ground under the coercion, his eyes were split open, and he tried his best to get up.
Qu Yun had a feeling that if he dared to walk the Sootopolis stairs again, even if he had the power of a real emperor, he would be crushed in an instant.
"No, it's impossible!"
"If there is such a power in the world, why did Jiang Zhi Ge get there?"
Qu Yun was full of unwillingness and turned to look at Jiang Zhi Ge who was standing in the center of the Sootopolis disc.
Seeing the power of the Great Dao being continuously injected into Jiang Zhi Ge's body, Qu Yun suddenly reacted.
He did not rely on his own strength to walk over, but was recognized by the nine phantoms.
Such a mighty coercion, it is difficult for Baidi to join forces to break through. Only by being recognized and qualified can we embark on this road.
At this moment, it seems that Qu Yun is not qualified, while Jiang Zhi Ge has.
"Bastard! Bastard!!"
"Why on earth?! Jiang Zhi Ge is a magic cultivator, how can He De have all this?!"
The veins on Qu Yun's forehead bulged, and jealousy and unwillingness almost made him lose his mind.
Back then, by chance, he found a mysterious old man to deduce. He is clearly the son of destiny in this world, and he has the luck of all worlds in one, but now he is not as good as Jiang Zhi Ge one after another.
Jiang Zhi Ge looked cold. According to common sense, Qu Yun was indeed the son of destiny.
Unfortunately, there are too many variables in this life, even Jiang Zhi Ge is only one of the three.