Jian Wushuang's pupils constricted, and his breathing became heavy.
The jade piece that entered his eyes was the Heaven-Patterned Bone Armor that he had been searching for.
At this moment, the figure holding the bone armor was Lady Yin Ling, who had been staying by Gongzi Mo's side.
Jian Wushuang subconsciously reached out to grab it, but Yin Ling suddenly withdrew her hand.
"Do you really need this thing?" Yin Ling waved the bone armor in her hand and looked at him playfully.
Jian Wushuang, who had almost recovered, propped himself up from the ground and stared at her.
"This thing is useless 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 agree to one condition."
"Speak." Jian Wushuang frowned.
Yin Ling nodded. "The condition is very simple. Take me away from here and never set foot here again."
Jian Wushuang, who did not intend to carry out the exchange condition, nodded after hearing this simple news. "Okay, I promise you."
Yin Ling smiled, but when he reached out, she quickly stuffed the bone armor in her hand into her chest.
"I can't give it to you now. If you change your mind at the last minute, I'll be the one in trouble," Yin Ling said seriously. "So I can only give it to you after I completely leave the Northern Heaven Immortal Continent."
Jian Wushuang did not express much when he heard that. Now that another piece of the Heaven-Patterned Bone Armor was right in front of him, it saved him a lot of energy.
At the same time, facing such a simple request, he could exchange it for a piece of bone armor, so there was no need to kill again.
Although she might be a burden or an unstable factor, Jian Wushuang had already decided to take her away.
He took out a few Black Mountain Crystals and stuffed them into his mouth to quickly nourish his newly recovered meridians. He said, "Wait here first. I'll be back soon. I'll come back later."
Yin Ling shook her head and said, "No, I'll go with you. There are too many variables now. It might be safer to follow you."
Jian Wushuang had no choice but to ignore her and directly flew into the sky.
Although he wanted to pay Di Qing back with an eye for an eye, the gap between the two of them was too big. It would be unwise for him to take revenge at all costs.
Jian Wushuang took a deep look at Di Qing and prepared to receive Chen Qing and Chun Qiu.
At this moment, he glanced at the Fusang Tree from the corner of his eye.
Behind Gongzi Mo, who had yet to recover from his shock, a ghostly figure quietly appeared.
Perhaps because he sensed the strange aura behind him, Gongzi Mo subconsciously tilted his body.
A cold light flashed, and the majestic Derivative Force crushed half of his body into powder.
A blood-curdling scream resounded.
"Di Zun, save me!"
But at this moment, Di Qing was locked in battle with those two Grand Expansion Immortals, and it was already extremely difficult for him to free himself, let alone rush over to assist like before.
If he hadn't subconsciously turned around, that sneak attack would have been enough to kill him.
Half of Gongzi Mo's body was completely shattered, and he collapsed under the Fusang Tree, his face ashen.
And that ghostly figure slowly walked in front of him, holding a real sword in her hand.
The ghostly figure wore a ferocious mask, but from the figure, it was a woman.
Obviously, she was the one who had severely injured Gongzi Mo.
As if he sensed the imminent danger of death, Gongzi Mo calmed down from his initial panic and started to counterattack with all his might.
He used his remaining arm to release a majestic Derivative Force, which blasted towards the ghostly figure.
But in the next moment, she instantly drew her sword and directly chopped off Gongzi Mo's remaining arm.
The ghostly figure didn't want to waste any time, and after cutting off his arm, she activated the majestic Derivative Force to destroy his Immortal Source.
There was a sudden change!
Before that majestic Derivative Force could touch Gongzi Mo's Immortal Source, it was abruptly cut off, and then the ghostly figure was trapped by a strange Derivative Force.
It was Di Qing again!
He was simply too terrifying, and with just a wave of his hand, he could easily trap a Derivative Immortal.
And the ghostly figure obviously didn't expect this, and by the time she reacted, it was already too late.
Di Qing grabbed her, and obviously, he planned to directly destroy her Immortal Source.
At that moment, Jian Wushuang suddenly appeared, and with the invisible sword in his hand, he directly cut off all the connection between the ghostly figure and Di Qing.
Di Qing's gaze suddenly froze, as if he had seen something unbelievable, and was obviously shocked that Jian Wushuang was still alive.
But he was already unable to extricate himself, and facing these two Grand Derivation Immortals who seemed weak but were extremely difficult to deal with, he couldn't use his full strength, and could only face off like this.
Because once Di Qing used an even more majestic Derivative Force, his unique aura would definitely spread throughout the entire Northern Heaven Immortal State, and if the Heavenly Court really sensed it, he could only surrender or die.
Therefore, he couldn't use his full strength at all, and could only face off like this.
Although Di Qing didn't care about Gongzi Mo's life or death, he could still give Gongzi Mo's Dao site and some other conditions, which were extremely generous.
The True Crow bloodline that bore all living things in the world, no matter how the Great Dao circulated, was the most ancient and top-notch existence.
And Di Qing had cultivated for so long, and he had already cultivated nine True Feathers, and with one more, he would be able to comprehend the providence of an Emperor and ascend to the Emperor's Throne.
Therefore, he couldn't let anything happen to him now, and he couldn't let anything happen to Gongzi Mo, who provided him with the Dao site and resources.
Jian Wushuang and Di Qing looked at each other coldly, and fearlessly pulled the ghostly figure back.
The ghostly figure struggled a little unnaturally, but after realizing that it was futile, she simply allowed him to restrain her.
Once again returning to the huge Fusang Tree, Jian Wushuang slowly spat out a mouthful of turbid breath.
She waved her arm to break free from Jian Wushuang's grasp, and the ghostly figure with a mask came before Gongzi Mo with a sword.
Perhaps it was because she had gone through a series of intense battles, but the mask behind her hair suddenly fell off, and the entire Black-Gold Mask fell off.
Her fine black hair fell, revealing a beautiful and exquisite face that was slightly pale.
"It's you?!" When Jian Wushuang saw this extremely recognizable face, he subconsciously blurted out, "Zheng Ying?"
This woman with a beautiful and exquisite face was the unconscious woman that Jian Wushuang had met in a sea region not long after they had defeated the Gigantic Sea Heavenly Elephant during the great voyage when they had just arrived at the Great Yan Huan.
When the ghostly figure heard the two words "Zheng Ying", her entire body shook. Clearly, she didn't expect that someone would call her name in such a place.
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