Soul bound

Lingli shook away the twin snakes coiled around his feet, and Lu Jiuyuan used his claws to pinch the Yin Qicun on his chest.The vitals were under control, the snake's body suddenly went limp, and all the sharp teeth disappeared.

Lu Jiuyuan threw the snake in his hand against the stone wall in disgust.

He was still standing in front of the previous stone gate, the dragon's eyes were shining brightly on the gate, shocking people's hearts, from the very beginning they were in the magic circle, there was no underground palace or stone platform at all.Groups of Jue Yin came from behind, almost besieging them together with Shimen in this corner.

Jiang Jing was not far from him, and there were also a few snakes lying on his body.His brows were furrowed, and a few painful wailings might escape from his mouth.If Shen Bi hadn't cleared his mind and Jiaolv Jiuyuan woke up later, both of them would probably die here.

With a flash of sword light, Lu Jiuyuan flicked the long sword in his hand, and then flew straight towards Jiang Jing.With several movements of Jianfeng, several Jueyin were cut into two pieces, and they all fell on the muddy ground, and the splattered blood stained the hem of Jiang Jing's clothes.

Lu Jiuyuan murmured: "Everything is still changing, the spirit is happy and calm. The dust and dirt are not stained, and the vulgar appearance is not stained..."

As soon as the words fell, the brilliance of his fingertips flashed, and spiritual power poured out, sinking into the center of Jiang Jing's eyebrows.

Lingli cast a soft light on Jiang Jing's face, and his tense and painful expression relaxed in an instant.

The frost in the air swept across the swarms of Jueyin who were winding forward, and the sword energy drew a deep line between the Chu River and the Han Dynasty on the soil.

"Brother—" Jiang Jing yelled to wake up, and then was splashed with cold blood——

Of course, Lu Jiuyuan didn't do it on purpose.

A blank look flashed across Jiang Jing's face, but he immediately woke up after smelling the disgusting smell of blood.

"I... what is this!" He wiped the blood from his face while stepping back with his sword in hand.

"What are you retreating! Come here and block them, I'll open the door." Lu Jiuyuan said.

"why……"

"Do you know how to drive?" Lu Jiuyuan asked back.

"No." Jiang Jing resignedly took over Lu Jiuyuan's role like an eggplant beaten by frost.

The latter turned around and looked at Shimen. In the illusion, he only opened the door when he touched Dulong's eyeball, but now...

Lu Jiuyuan stepped on the dragon's tail and grabbed the phoenix's wings.He tentatively stretched out his hand to touch Phoenix's eyeballs.Sure enough, it will move.

The phoenix eyes were sunken, and the following scene was the same as before - the rocks trembled, the dust was flying, and the snakes stopped their offensive, and began to circle around and return home.

Jiang Jing stopped her sword, but the vigilance in her eyes remained unchanged.

The stone gate slowly fled towards the mountain walls on both sides, gradually revealing the scene behind.

Still an underground palace.

Unknown pictures are painted on the surrounding walls.In the very center of the underground palace, where the stone platform was originally placed, a sky-reaching tree replaced it.

The tree seemed to have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, its branches were so tall that they were almost as high as the underground palace; the branches were intertwined, almost covering most of the underground palace.

Lv Jiuyuan stood in front of a stone gate, urging Jiang Jing to go in first, and then he followed, grabbing people and jumping down the underground palace.

"Your body is hidden in this place, like that tree?" Jiang Jing poked his head and looked around.

Lu Jiuyuan gave him a blank look, and thought to himself that this Second Young Master Jiang was a child brought by Sect Master Jiang from elsewhere, how could he be so short...Qing Qi.

"Do you think he's hanging on it, or is he hanging on it?"

Jiang Jing didn't notice the sarcasm in his words, and continued to reply: "Maybe it's leaning on me...you wait for me."

Lu Jiuyuan walked away, stepped onto the three-step round platform under the tree, and walked around the old tree.

The branches of the ancient tree are so thick that it would take ten people to embrace them to encircle them.Others are unremarkable, and they don't seem to be any spiritual materials.

Tree shadows whirling.

There was a hint of coldness in the wind.

But where does the wind come from in this mountain!

Lu Jiuyuan's expression turned serious, and while holding Jiang Jing's collar, a few Nie Yun stepped back and hurriedly retreated.

The stone slab he had just stood on cracked in the next moment, and the gravel grazed his waist and flew backwards.

There was smoke and dust, and after a haze, a slender figure stood with a long body attached to the sword.

Lv Jiuyuan let go of his hand and held the sword in front of him.

A sharp sword wind brushed his cheek, and a strand of hair that was cut off fell lightly on the ground.

"Hide well." He pushed behind Jiang Jing, touched the sword with his fingertips, and a trail of blood snaked to the sword.The long sword was glowing red, and it looked extraordinarily coquettish in the dark basement.Lu Jiuyuan swooped forward with his sword and flower.

He intuited that this person's cultivation level is not low, and his swordsmanship is also outstanding.

Jiang Jing heard his words and ran to the distance, only to hear the sound of hunting wind, as if a huge wave was rising from the ground, overwhelming mountains and seas, and destroying everything.

But before the huge wave took shape, there was another whirling wind that swirled upwards, smashing through the torrential river water that covered the sky.

The wind and the waves are overwhelming.

The two swords collided with each other, the sound of the sword clanging, the body of the sword trembling, Lu Jiuyuan's mouth went numb, looking at this person in disbelief——

Jiang Jing also lost his mind for a moment.

That person was none other than Jiang Yu who was kidnapped by Shen Chuan.

"Brother—it's me!" He yelled, and was about to run forward.

"Stand don't move!" Lu Jiuyuan yelled hurriedly, wrapping his hands around the immobile sword.

Jiang Yu was very strange.There is no fluctuation on his face, it is different from his previous aloofness and coldness, but a kind of indifference.He didn't seem to be able to perceive the sound of the outside world, and fought with him non-stop with only a wisp of thought.

There is only one possibility that Lu Jiuyuan can think of.Shen Chuan must have put some spell on him to make him look like a puppet.

"Brother?" Jiang Jing also noticed that Jiang Yu was wrong, and called out in doubt.

Lu Jiuyuan took Jiang Yu's sword and said, "He's out of his mind right now and doesn't recognize you. Go elsewhere!"

Hearing this, Jiang Jing immediately took out a few spells from his sleeves and placed them by his side.No one knows his elder brother's sword skills better than him. Once he fights with someone, the power of the sword is enough to hurt him, not to mention that it is Lu Jiuyuan who is fighting him now.

Unmoved, he swiped forward, Lu Jiuyuan raised his hand, hooked his sword again, and pulled himself towards him.He had already pinched the formula with his left hand, and the moment he got close to Jiang Yu, he could drive the formula of Qingxin into his spiritual veins.

"Soul Returns—"

Spiritual power flowed into the center of his brows, but Jiang Yu's expression remained unchanged. He flicked his sleeves and patted Lu Jiuyuan's shoulder unceremoniously.

The shoulder bone nearly shattered.

Lu Jiuyuan retreated heavily, a mouthful of blood welled up in his throat.

It's dying.

He is merciful everywhere, which is already limited.But Jiang Yu's six relatives didn't recognize him, and every time he made a move, it was a killer move.

The cold iron is cold, the sword rises and falls, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the branches and leaves of the ancient trees are falling one after another.They jumped from the round platform to the branches, and then fought all the way down from the branches.

The two strands of spiritual power collided together, sometimes with the spring wind and rain, lingering endlessly; sometimes with the strong wind and frost, biting and unbearable.

A set of dead wood is born under the sword of self-discipline Jiuyuan in spring.His pulse was numb, and he knew that he was at a disadvantage.Since the beginning of his sword practice, he has never used a full set of Dead Wood Spring in the process of fighting against people.This kind of swordsmanship is meant to turn the world around in a place where water is poor, and he will never use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

If it was the same body as before, it would be no problem to take care of Jiang Yu, but now he is Meng Pingchuan, without the help of Lu Cheng, he has a [-]% chance of winning against Jiang Yu.

It's really bad luck.

Jiang Yu was tireless, and his sword became more and more fierce. Lu Jiuyuan's spiritual veins were exhausted, and he lost his strength after several fights. He was forced to a desperate situation, and for the first time felt the crumbling feeling of stepping on an iron chain.

Without moving the sword body, he brushed Lu Jiuyuan's sword-holding hand and directly flew his long sword out.The blade of the sword was thrust into the stone platform abruptly, trembling and letting out a muffled moan.

Lv Jiuyuan snorted, feeling the exhausted pain from his limbs and bones.

Jiang Yu slashed out with a sword, and the light of the sword dazzled Lu Jiuyuan's eyes.

Blood dripped to the ground.

Lu Jiuyuan saw the surprise flashing in Jiang Yu's eyes.

He opened his mouth and uttered two silent words——

"A Jing."