The poisonous concubine

Chapter 738
Everything changed rapidly, and all the joy in Dragon Palace was blown away by the evening wind, leaving only strands of mournful coldness.Shui Jingyue's eyes were dim, and the trembling of the hands hanging in the sleeves revealed his current pain and sorrow.

It was the first time for the little prince and his highness to face the death of their relatives in front of them, and their eyes were full of helplessness.They are dragon sons, born with inheritance, high above everything, it seems that as long as they are willing, there is nothing they can't get, and there is nothing they can't keep, but now they know that no matter how powerful they are, there are still times beyond their power, still There are people and things that cannot be changed, such as life and death.

And the most desperate and sad one is Hou Jing. He has always been neglected at home. He has always been kind-hearted and never cares about it. It's tantamount to cutting one's heart and bone.

No one was crying loudly, but the silent sorrow penetrated deeper into the hearts of the people. Yan Ye and the others couldn't bear to watch and turned their eyes away.Only Yuan Xian looked at this scene with a pale face. She felt guilty in her heart. If she hadn't left Feng Duwu's side in a hurry, then Feng Duwu would not have responded to the disaster so quickly.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xian felt more and more uncomfortable. Seeing everyone in grief, she really wanted to do something to make these people less sad, but what could she do?So far, unless the Dragon Princess is resurrected, nothing can be done to make up for it.

At this moment, Ao Yixuan, who has turned into a dragon, became transparent for a while, and then scattered the once countless stars, and the strings flew up with infinite poignancy. Everyone knew that it was Ao Yixuan's last life. But no one can keep her, so I can only watch her disappear like this...

"A ray of life, a gleam of life..." Yuan Yuan, who kept whispering in his mouth, saw Ao Yixuan whose body was slowly turning into a star, suddenly widened his eyes, and said to the water mirror moon, "Seven-colored god stone, go and get the seven-colored stone!" Get the god stone!"

Yuan Xian's shout of surprise was particularly abrupt. Everyone looked at her, but they didn't ask the reason. The little prince disappeared in a flash, and appeared in front of everyone almost in a few breaths. A group of colorful lights: "Aunt Yuan."

This address was my mother's urging, but neither the little crown prince nor the little highness had the opportunity to call Yuan Xian before. This was the first time that Yuan Xian was called like this, with anticipation, apprehension and a hint of prayer.

Yuan Xian took the colorful stone, spread her palms, and dragged the colorful stone high above her head. Facing Ao Yixuan's starlight, she urged the five-colored spirits to wrap the colorful stone with her lips. The petals moved slightly, chanting words that could not be understood.

Those words floated out of her lips in the form of literal characters, winding towards Ao Yixuan's scattered starlight, like a snake slowly twisting, dragging Ao Yixuan's flying Xinghui tied up.

"Ancient Soul Forbidden Art!" Seeing this scene, Xue Chi's pupils shrank, and he looked at Yuan Xian full of inquiry.

His words made Shui Jingyue's eyes flash, and the little prince and his highness looked nervously and expectantly at Ao Yixuan, who was bound by the pattern formed by Yuan Yuan's characters.

After all of Ao Yixuan's scattered spirits were imprisoned by Yuan Xian, the sky suddenly darkened. Even Shui Jingyue and others in the Dragon Palace could feel such a dimness, as if all the light sources in the room also disappeared. Dark, shocking.

The ink-like night sky distorted for a while, like a black hole, which seemed to swallow the world.

"The ancient soul-suppressing technique is the first of the nine heaven-defying techniques, if you perform this technique, you will be punished by the heavens!" Xuechi said in a deep voice.

"Aunt Yuan..." After hearing Xuechi's words, the little prince called out to Yuan Xian in a low voice with some confusion.

This is the sky above the main hall. All the vitality of Ao Yixuan was imprisoned by Yuan Xian's soul restraining technique. After hearing the words in her mouth, she turned her head and said to His Royal Highness, "Your Highness, may I draw a sky-stealing talisman?"

His Highness's eyes lit up, but he hesitated: "With my strength, I'm afraid I can't make a talisman."

"Try your best." Yuan Yuan said, "If you can't, it's my life."

"Don't worry, Aunt Yuan, I will try my best to help my brother." The little prince promised.

As soon as the words fell, the two brothers looked at each other, and they turned into two dragons, one gold and one silver, and flew out of the hall to entangle themselves in the night sky that seemed to be swept by a storm. Countless lightning bolts were intertwined, just waiting for Yuan Xian to suck Ao Yixuan's soul into the seven-colored stone, and they struck at Yuan Xian one by one.

The two dragons writhed in the black cloud of lightning and thunder. Yan Ye and Xue Chi were worried that the two little guys would walk out of the hall.It's not that he doesn't want to help his son, or that he doesn't worry about being in danger in the midst of thousands of thunder calamities, but that he has done something against the heavens, which has already offended the heavens and the earth.

In order to help Yuanxuan avoid the scourge of thunder, his son draws the top-level talisman that can only be drawn by a talisman master—the stealing talisman.In the sky thunder, no living beings can approach. The youngest son can use the drawing of the stealing talisman to disturb the heavenly secrets and escape the thunder disaster. The eldest son and the youngest son have the same mother. Only by disturbing the anger of the sky can we help the youngest son, otherwise any one of them rushing forward will make the ten thousand thunder calamity go down early.

The transformation of the divine beast has gone through nine thunder disasters, but only one out of ten thousand can survive.Ten thousand lightning strikes, not to mention Yuan Xian, the entire Dragon Palace will be reduced to nothingness.

In the dark cloud-rolling sky, the little highness tumbled with the usual silver starlight, the little prince followed closely behind, and the stars suddenly brightened as the little highness passed, if the talisman was accidentally scattered by lightning, The little prince will immediately make up with Yuan Ling.The two brothers worked closely together.

But in the main hall, feeling that the light was slightly brighter, Yuan Xian turned his wrist, flicked his apricot-yellow water sleeve, and the five-color spirit yuan exploded, forming a huge force, and pushed the characters hovering on the top of the main hall into the colorful stone. drag.

That force was unstoppable, and it dragged most of the characters into the Seven-color God Stone at once. This dragged the sky and rumbling thunder sounded, just like the roar of the god being enraged, the entire palace shook. When the spirit froze, the seven-colored god stone was as hot as if it was on fire in his hand, but Yuan Xian couldn't throw it away, otherwise it would be a failure, not only could not save Ao Yixuan, but also cost his own life.

"Aunt Yuan, I'm here to help you!" Yingying on the side saw this, until the seven-colored god stone couldn't bear the anger of heaven and earth, causing her to tremble.

(End of this chapter)