Seeing Huang Jiuye appear, Ji Tianao and the others felt as if they had seen their savior.
They rushed towards Jiu Ye as fast as they could.
At the same time, they attracted the thousands of evil spirit tentacles.
Lian Chengjiu rushed over and said, "You protect my Martial Nephew, leave this to me."
Lian Chengjiu's body erupted with terrifying power and greeted the evil spirit.
The number of evil spirit tentacles surrounding them decreased a lot. Ji Tianao and the others could finally catch their breath.
He said coldly, "You overestimate yourself. No one can kill this evil spirit except His Highness Jiu Ye."
Mu Qian said, "That's not necessarily true. My Martial Uncle is someone the Gods want to kill.
"That means he's likely to get an opportunity here and become a big threat to the Gods. It's impossible that he can't even deal with an evil spirit guarding the door."
"You … How do you know?"
Ji Tianao was very surprised.
"It seems that you do know something."
A light flashed in Mu Qian's eyes.
Suddenly, Mu Qian's six elements erupted.
Take advantage of their weakness and kill them! Fast, ruthless, and accurate, she immediately took down a group of people.
"Puff, puff, puff —" Ji Tianao spat out a mouthful of blood.
If it was any other time, how could he, the Pavilion Lord of the Divine Sky Pavilion, be injured by a demigod?
But now, he was seriously injured by the evil spirit and his strength was greatly weakened.
Of course, what made him even more helpless was that he didn't dare to fight back.
This was the woman His Highness Jiu Ye cared about. If he really hurt her, His Highness would likely turn him into a pile of bones with a wave of his hand.
It was too suffocating! A needle pierced Ji Tian 'ao's skin. He was completely defeated.
Mu Qian said. "Open your eyes wide and look at how my Young Martial Uncle won?
"You bastard, you were able to trick my Martial Uncle because of your dirty tricks and the help of the Nine-headed Phoenix, right?"
Ji Tianao's face turned darker than the bottom of a pot. "I have the supreme God's favor, how can I be inferior to someone who cultivates the evil path?"
"Rumble —" Soon, he realized that Lian Chengjiu was a madman.
If he wanted to defeat his opponent, he wouldn't hold back.
They were willing to sacrifice their lives just to win.
The Evil Spirit had already lost some of its strength from their attacks. Against the lunatic Lian Chengjiu, the Evil Qi on its body seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.
He really had a chance of winning! "Boom —" The evil spirit had no blood.
Every time its body was attacked by the Liancheng Wine, its evil aura would turn into sharp blades and attack in all directions.
"Ah, ah, ah —" The members of the Divine Sky Pavilion no longer had the strength to fight. Their flesh was cut by the evil energy blades, and they were in so much pain that they wished they were dead.
Jiu Ye hugged Mu Qian in his arms, the sharp blades turned into nothingness within a meter of him.
He whispered, "Too slow!"
Mu Qian replied. "Young Martial Uncle will definitely win, so let him fight to his heart's content! "We still don't know what that Ancient Evil Spirit is.
It's never wrong to conserve a little more strength. "
"Boom!" A terrifying explosion resounded as the evil spirit finally collapsed.
It eventually turned into a red Darkspirit Bead the size of a fist.
It was on a completely different level compared to the Darkspirit Bead they saw before.
Even Ji Tianao stared greedily at the Darkspirit Bead, wanting to take it for himself. Unfortunately, his current strength didn't allow it.
Lian Chengjiu smiled happily. "Little Martial Nephew, you believe that I can win. If Young Martial Uncle wins, this is your reward."
Ji Tianao was surprised. He actually gave the Darkspirit Bead to a demigod girl. With her strength, she couldn't refine it.
Mu Qian took the Darkspirit Bead and washed it with a potion.
The dangerous evil energy dissipated at a visible speed and became harmless.
Ji Tianao was shocked. "What kind of divine water is this?
Only divine light can purify it. You … "Mu Qian returned the Darkspirit Bead to Lian Chengjiu.
"Although this evil energy doesn't affect Young Martial Uncle much, it's better to purify it.
With it, Young Martial Uncle can restore his peak strength faster and destroy the Divine Sky Pavilion. "
Ji Tianao said. "Destroy the Divine Sky Pavilion? Do you think he can do it?
I have the Divine Race behind me! "
Jiu Ye said coldly. "If the Divine Race dares to come, just kill them!"
Ji Tianao was trembling with fear. Did His Highness forget that he was a Divine Race?
Lian Chengjiu frowned. "What are you keeping this guy for?
Kill him! "
Ji Tianao said. "If you want to kill him, then kill him!"
Mu Qian said. "I'm keeping him alive because I have something to ask."
"I won't say anything."
Ji Tianao said.
"Why did the Divine Race let you kill Young Martial Uncle?
What's so special about him? "
Mu Qian said slowly.
Ji Tianao didn't answer. Mu Qian continued to ask. "Did the Divine Race tell you something about the prophecy?"
"You … Who did you hear it from?"
Ji Tianao said in horror. His expressionless face quickly collapsed.
A cold light flashed in Jiu Ye's eyes. Ji Tianao saw his hand turn into bones.
Obviously, when he heard the word prophecy, Jiu Ye thought of Wuya. His mood was very bad, and the aura around him was particularly dangerous.
Being stared at by those ice-blue eyes, Ji Tianao felt that his soul didn't belong to him.
He had no choice but to explain everything in detail.
"My brother told me that the Divine Race's first prophet prophesied that the Evil Lord Lian Chengjiu would obtain the inheritance of the Evil Spirit in a thousand years, destroy the Shentian Pavilion, control the entire Yu Region, and even threaten the Divine Race.
"The mission of our Shentian Pavilion is to completely obliterate him before he fully matures and obtains the inheritance of the Evil Spirit! "Hahaha! No wonder he was prophesied by the Divine Race's first prophet. I carefully designed a fatal trap, but he was able to get a chance to survive, escape, and recover his strength so quickly. I underestimated him. "
Hearing this, Lian Chengjiu laughed.
"Little Martial Nephew, I didn't expect that I would be so powerful in the eyes of the Divine Race in the future. It's my honor to be plotted against like this.
Since I'm going to die, I must make his prophecy come true! "
He has long heard of the name of the Divine Race's first prophet.
Looking at his proud face, Ji Tianao said. "The Divine Race will never let go of such a threat. You will never have a good end."
Mu Qian thought differently from them, she said. "There's a problem with the Ancient Evil Spirit, a big problem."
Did Wuya release such a prophecy just for the Divine Race?
Everyone in the world would believe this, not even Jiu Ye and her.
With every step he took, there was a deeper meaning and purpose behind it.
Lian Chengjiu frowned. He had never fought with the Divine Race's first prophet, so he didn't know his tricks.
"Since there is a problem, let's retreat! Although I want to teach the Divine Race a lesson, I don't necessarily need the inheritance of the Evil Spirit. "
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