After becoming the main control group of cultivating immortals, I quit

He really dared to do it!Ji Changyue's heart clenched, and he immediately threw out the Explosive Talisman in his hand.

"boom!"

The Explosive Talisman only made Qingze's figure pause, his coquettish fox eyes raised, and his white figure pierced through the wind, carrying a terrifying coercion.

Ji Changyue's body didn't even have a chance to react, just like a kite with a broken string, knocking down a group of monks.

"Pfft!" Blood spurted out, Ji Changyue felt severe pain in his chest, and moved his fingers slightly, trying to stand up, but he had no strength at all.

Qing Ze was not feeling well right now, he clutched his chest, his eyes dimmed.

The heaven and earth here forbid him to hurt others, and he can only use the Dream Tracing Realm to trap people, and those who have no ability to come out will not be counted on him if they die.

Now that he forcibly raised his realm, turned into a human form, and intentionally hurt people, the coercion of the world was lowered as a prestige.

He walked over slowly, looked down at Ji Changyue, "Life is pretty tough."

This world has been closed for a long time, and the spiritual power is getting thinner and thinner. Even the Son of Destiny, who is blessed by heaven, is also slowly improving his cultivation base.

The only way to open this world is to let the Son of Destiny ascend, so all threats to stop the Son of Destiny must die.

The power of heaven must be taken back and returned to the son of luck.

There was a large dent in the chest cavity, and blood gushed out of Ji Changyue's mouth as he breathed.

"If you have the ability...just...kill me, otherwise...the power of heaven...I will never hand it over, then...that is mine!"

Ji Changyue's fingers gripped the ground, and her neatly manicured nails sank into the solid mud, bleeding.

The power of heaven is the power of jade pendant. In the book, Yunshang Xianzong forced her to stay in the sect because of the power of heaven.

It's a pity that the power of heaven doesn't agree with them. They can't get the power of heaven, so they can only raise her in captivity and study it slowly.

Later, she had an idea to take out the power of heaven, and she would be useless, and worthless things should be rolled away, so as not to block their eyes.

The power of the way of heaven should belong to the child of destiny. She is an ordinary person with no power or power, so what right does she have to say no.

hatred!She hates it!

Originally, she upheld the attitude of "no offence, no offence" towards the male and female protagonists. Even when she met them, she would maintain proper etiquette if she didn't want to talk to them on the surface.

But now she doesn't want to, she is so tired.

Even though Shen Lanhua and Lu Qiling might not know anything, they didn't think about the power of heaven on her body, and they didn't hurt her, but in the end, the power of heaven will belong to them.

Why, just because they are people protected by heaven?
Qingze leaned down and saw the hatred in Ji Changyue's eyes clearly, he chuckled lightly, his bewitching face exuded a dazzling brilliance, "What do you hate? The thing you stole, after a long time, feels like it's yours." What? It's dirty and vile!"

He raised his hand, and a peach blossom sword appeared in his hand.

"Peach blossoms leave fragrance, use it to send you away, it's cheap for you."

Qing Ze leaned over, and the Peach Blossom Sword floated in Ji Changyue's heart, as long as he exerted a little force, he could break her pulse instantly.

"If you want my life, you can think about it in your next life!" Ji Changyue raised a handful of powder violently.

The powder smeared Qingze's face, he was slightly angry, and the corners of his eyes were raised, "Death struggle?"

However, he immediately realized something was wrong, he couldn't use his spiritual power!

How does a monster living in a secret realm know about the dirty tricks outside.

He glared at Ji Changyue, "Despicable!"

Ji Changyue struggled to get up from the ground, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Is the taste of the ultimate powder good?"

She put the leftover Ultimate Spirit Powder in the space from last time, so it can be easily taken out.

Moreover, the ultimate spirit powder is for animals, mostly used for taming animals, and the effect of using it on monsters is much better than using it on humans.

Ji Changyue swallowed a hemostatic pill and threw out the Explosive Talisman, Qingze immediately dodged to leave, the vine wrapped around his waist like a spirit snake.

Ji Changyue pulled hard, and threw out a lot of fireball and earth spirit skills with the other hand.

Qingze's face was blown into bloom, Ji Changyue rushed over, grabbed the lingering powder, squeezed his mouth, and poured all the lingering powder into it.

Qingze's cultivation base is high, and Jue Ling powder can't last long, so she needs to drink more, just in case.

"Presumptuous! You... cough cough... let go of this deity!" Qing Ze struggled.

Ji Changyue put the weight of her whole body on him, and by the way, dropped a thousand catties, pinning him tightly.

The pain in her chest stimulated her to become clearer, she punched Qingze in the face, "Fuck you! You dare to snatch my things!"

The fists fell like raindrops, and the movements were rapid and violent, pulling at the wound on her chest, and blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

Ji Changyue vomited blood while hitting the hammer again and again, the blood dripped on Qingze's face, mixed with the powder of the ultimate powder, and his gorgeous and handsome face was bruised and purple.

After hammering enough, Ji Changyue took out a long knife and cut Qingze's neck with one knife.

"state!"

The long knife bounced off, shaking Ji Changyue's mouth numb, and the hand holding the knife trembled uncontrollably.

Qing Ze spat out a mouthful of blood, and said calmly, "You can't hurt me."

If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation was immediately suppressed because of his actions in the secret realm, those powders would be useless to him at all.

At this time, although his cultivation base was suppressed to the foundation building, his body was stronger than the foundation building. An ordinary mysterious magic weapon could not even hurt his hair.

Ji Changyue didn't think that she could kill Qingze, she picked up the long knife on the ground, limped to the biling fruit tree, and picked two biling fruits.

"you……"

"Crack!"

Ji Changyue took a bite of the biling fruit and swallowed it directly.

The surging spiritual power surged upwards from the abdomen, frantically pouring into the limbs and bones.

Qing Ze watched her act of death, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

The body of an ordinary monk simply cannot withstand the spiritual power of the Bi Lingguo. If it hadn't been for the cultivation of the elixir, the spiritual power beyond the range of the body's tolerance would enter the body, and the only thing waiting for her would be to explode and die.

After eating one biling fruit, Ji Changyue gnawed another one.

Walking to Shen Lanhua's side, she put the knife across Shen Lanhua's neck, and sneered at Qingze, "You said what would happen if I killed the son of luck?"

"You're crazy!" Qing Ze didn't care about her going crazy, but he couldn't help caring about the fate of the son of destiny.

"Kill the child of luck, and the world will be destroyed! Everyone will die, including you!"

"Oh." Ji Changyue's dry lips curled up slightly, "It's none of my business whether the son of luck dies or not. If he doesn't die, I deserve to die. If he dies, I will die too."

There was madness in her eyes, "Since I'm going to die, why not let the whole world be buried with me!"

The blade penetrated into Shen Lanhua's flesh and blood, Ji Changyue chuckled, "He's nothing more than a golden core, you said if I cut it down, will he die?"

Yes, maybe not.

But Qing Ze didn't dare to gamble.

Looking at the crazy female cultivator in front of him, he only regretted that he didn't have a fatal blow and gave her a chance to fight back.

The blade moved forward, cutting open the skin, and blood drops trickled down the blade.