What made him most aggrieved was that the Cangchen Saint Rune, which he was determined to obtain, fell into Gu Fenghua's hands. For the Cangchen Sacred Mark, he waited hard for thousands of years before he finally got the chance to act. As for Gu Fenghua, he had only been in the Xuanji Realm for a few days, and this was the first time he entered Chengyun Valley, and he was one step ahead of him. Found the Cangchen Saint Rune, what kind of luck is this?
Duan Qingyun couldn't remember how many years he hadn't cursed, but at this moment, he really wanted to curse.
Kill, definitely kill her, to avenge the shame, to take back the Cangchen Sacred Rune! Duan Qingyun stared at Gu Fenghua firmly, and flew towards the courtyard.
If eyes could kill, I believe that Gu Fenghua would have been cut into thousands of pieces, ten thousand pieces, or even cut into blood foam.
Gaze, of course, can't kill, but seeing Duan Qingyun's approaching figure and that murderous gaze, Gu Fenghua and the others still trembled and held the long sword tightly.
Getting closer, getting closer, Duan Qingyun's eyes showed a bit of excitement that shouldn't have appeared.
"Bang!" At this moment, Ye Yunji closed the door casually.
There was no tension on his face, and the movement of closing the door was extremely relaxed. He even looked at Duan Qingyun with a bit of contempt, as if he closed the door of his own house casually, and stopped a beggar who wanted to ask for a few copper coins. outside the door.
"Ignorant boy, do you think two broken doors can stop me, Duan Qingyun!" Seeing Ye Yunji's calm expression and his contemptuous gaze, Duan Qingyun was furious, and once again struck out with both palms, He slammed on the door.
"Boom" The next moment, Duan Qingyun was shocked, as if hit by a boulder thrown by a catapult, and flew out heavily.
That's right, the dignified Lord Qingyun, one of the top powerhouses in Wuji Shengtian, just flew out with a roar.
In mid-air, he still maintains the palms outstretched posture, but he no longer has the previous domineering. He looks so weird and so funny.
Seeing this scene through the thin crack of the door, Gu Fenghua and others were dumbfounded.
Duan Qingyun flew a full twenty feet away before he fell, and when he landed, he retreated a few steps before he barely stabilized his body. Looking at the vast house, looking at the two mottled and dilapidated gates, he also looked dull.
Gu Fenghua and others knew that there was a forbidden place in the depths of Chengyun Valley that was sealed by the envoy of Chengyun Lord, so they were so surprised when they saw this courtyard. Duan Qingyun only knew that there was the Cangchen Sacred Mark in the valley, but he didn't know much about it. He mistook it for the imprint of Taoism left by the ancient powerhouse in Wuji, so how could he know what forbidden place, what peerless weapon? Seeing this courtyard, he thought it was a separate courtyard built by Mu Chengyun. Of course, he was not surprised, and he didn't think that this mere courtyard could stop him.
After all, the two are both envoys of the emperor, even if Mu Chengyun's cultivation is higher than his, there is still not a huge difference. Even if Mu Chengyun has a defensive barrier in the courtyard, but the barrier is dead and people are alive, he doesn't believe that he can't break the defensive barrier, and he doesn't believe that the defensive barrier can do anything to him threaten.
But he was wrong, very wrong.
The power contained in this defensive barrier is completely beyond his imagination, and it is by no means weaker than Mu Chengyun's own shot.
He was attacked by Weng Yuanming and three brothers, besieged by Gu Fenghua, Ye Yunji and others, and forced to retreat by three brats. Although he was not injured, his holy spirit was greatly lost. Then he fought twice with Shi Yingyan and hundreds of sect elites, not only to seriously injure them one by one, so as not to damage the major events by their endless entanglement, but also not to hurt their lives and damage their cultivation, so as not to cause endless troubles, and even more exhausting thought.
At this time, the holy energy in the body is less than 50%, and how can it block the powerful shock of the defensive barrier, I only feel the blood in the chest, and the arms are numb.
Miscalculation, miscalculation, unexpectedly let that damn girl Gu Fenghua see a joke again. In Duan Qingyun's mind, the scene in front of the Holy Emperor's Pavilion reappeared involuntarily.
?With the dignity of a majestic envoy, it is not a glorious thing to attack a fledgling little girl. Under the eyes of everyone, she was slapped away by the remnant soul of the Eastern Emperor, and finally had to flee. Who could have imagined that such a shameful thing would happen to a king envoy. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com