Chapter 4766? See Zheng Ying Again

Jian Wushuang's pupils condensed, and his breathing became a little heavier.

The jade piece that caught his eye was exactly the celestial bone armor that he had been finding unsuccessfully.

And at this moment, the figure holding this bone armor was the Yinling Empress who had been staying beside Young Master Mo before.

Jian Wushuang reached out to grab it subconsciously, but the silver bell suddenly retracted his palm.

"You really need this thing?" Yin Ling waved the bone armor in his hand and looked at him playfully.

Jian Wushuang, who had recovered to a similar level, propped himself up from the ground and stared at her.

"This thing is of no use to me, but it seems that you need it very much," Yin Ling said slowly, "I can give it to you, but you have to promise me one condition."

"Speak." Jian Wushuang frowned.

Yin Ling nodded, "The conditions are very simple, take me out of here, and never set foot here again."

Jian Wushuang, who didn't intend to exchange conditions originally, nodded his head after hearing this simple news, "Okay, I promise you."

Yin Ling smiled, but when he reached out, he quickly shoved the bone armor in his hand into his chest.

"I can't give it to you now. If you change your mind temporarily, it will be me who is unlucky," Yin Ling said seriously, "so I can only give this thing to you when I leave Beitian Xianzhou completely."

Jian Wushuang heard the words, but did not express his position too much. Now another piece of bone armor with a sky pattern is in front of him, which greatly saved his energy.

At the same time, in the face of such a simple request, you can exchange for a bone armor, and it is even more impossible to regenerate killing.

Although she may be a burden or an unstable factor, Jian Wushuang has decided to take her away.

Reaching out a few black mountain crystal plugs into the entrance to quickly nourish the newly recovered meridian, he said, "You wait here first, I will go back when I go, and I will come back later."

Yin Ling shook her head directly and said, "No, I'll go with you. There are too many variables now. It might be safer to follow you."

Jian Wushuang was helpless, and regardless of her, he directly urged his body to swept towards the sky.

For the Diqing who had hit him hard,

Although he wanted to give an eye for an eye, the gap between the two was too large. It would obviously be unwise to take revenge at all costs.

Jian Wushuang took a deep look at Diqing, and prepared to pick up Chen Qing and Chunqiu.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the hibiscus tree.

I saw behind the terrified Young Master Mo, a ghostly figure quietly emerged.

Perhaps sensing the strange aura behind him, Young Master Mo slanted his figure subconsciously.

A cold light flashed past, and the majestic force of power directly crushed half of his figure into powder.

Screams resounded.

"Di Zun save me!"

But at the moment, Di Qing was fighting with the two Dayan Immortals.

If it weren't for his subconscious turning around, just the sneak attack would be enough to make him disappear.

Half of Young Master Mo's figure was completely shattered, and he collapsed under the hibiscus tree, his face as gray as death.

And that ghostly figure slowly walked in front of him, holding a real sword in his hand.

The ghostly figure wears a ferocious mask, but judging from her figure, it is a woman.

Obviously, she was the one who caused the heavy damage to Gongzimo.

Seemingly feeling the danger of dying, Young Master Mo calmed down from the initial panic and began to fight back.

With the only arm left, he released a majestic force and slammed into the ghostly figure.

But in the next moment, she instantly unleashed her sword and directly cut off the only remaining arm of Young Master Mo.

The ghost figure didn't want to talk nonsense at all. After cutting off his arm sharply, he urged his majestic power to shatter his immortal origin.

Abrupt mutation!

The majestic trend was suddenly cut off before it could touch the immortal source of Young Master Mo, and then, together with the ghostly figure, was trapped and bound by a strange force.

Diqing again!

He is really too terrifying, and with just a wave of his hand, he can easily trap a Yanxian.

And the ghost figure obviously did not expect this scene, and by the time he reacted, it was too late.

Di Qing grabbed her, obviously intending to smash her immortal source directly from the air.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's figure suddenly appeared, holding an invisible sword, directly cutting off all the connections between the ghost and the ghost's figure.

Di Qing's eyes suddenly narrowed, as if he had seen something incredible, obviously very surprised that Jian Wushuang was still alive.

But he was unable to withdraw, facing these two seemingly vulnerable, but extremely difficult Dayan Immortals, and unable to exert all his strength, he could only confront them like this.

Because once Diqing exerts a more supreme general trend, his unique aura will inevitably spread to the entire Northern Heavenly Immortal State. If Heavenly Court is really aware of it, his fate will only be surrender or death.

Therefore, he couldn't exert all his strength at all, and could only stick to it like this.

Although the life and death of Young Master Mo were not in Di Qing's heart, the Enlightenment Dojo and some conditions he was able to give were extremely rich.

Inheriting all living beings in the world, the true black bloodline formed by transformation, no matter how the avenues flow, is the most ancient and top-notch existence.

And so far, Di Qingwu has cultivated and cultivated nine true feathers, and if he has one more, he will be able to understand the fate of the emperor and ascend to the throne.

So now, he can't have any mistakes, and even with the young master who provided him with the dojo and resources, he can't have any mistakes.

Jian Wushuang and Di Qing looked at each other coldly, pulling the ghostly figure back without fear.

The ghostly figure broke loose slightly unnaturally, and after finding out that it was futile, he simply let him be involved.

Back under the huge hibiscus tree, Jian Wushuang slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

He waved his arm to break free from Jian Wushuang's palm, and the ghostly figure with a mask lifted his sword and came to Gong Zimo.

Perhaps after a series of fierce battles, the mask belt behind the ghostly figure's hair suddenly fell off, followed by a whole black and gold mask.

The blue silk fell, revealing a beautiful and delicate cheek with a somewhat pale face.

"It's you?!" Jian Wushuang blurted out subconsciously when he saw this extremely recognizable cheek, "Zheng Ying?"

This woman with a beautiful and delicate cheek is exactly Jian Wushuang at the beginning of his arrival at Dayanhuan, during the great voyage he and Chunqiu escorted Montenegro spar, not long after defeating the giant sea Tianzhang, and then seeing him in a sea area The unconscious woman who arrived.

And the ghostly figure was shocked after hearing the word Zheng Ying. Obviously, she did not expect that someone would call her by her name in such a place.