Chapter 500: Masked woman, pointing Wushuang

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Ye Yun popped a drop of Sanguang Divine Water and flew into Ji Wushuang's mouth.

After this drop of Sanguang Divine Water entered Ji Wushuang's body, his sluggish face quickly changed, and it became more and more vivid.

Sanguang Shenshui, whether it is the injury of the physical body of the will or the injury of the soul, has an unimaginable magical effect.

This is the world's first healing medicine in the ancient mythology.

Under the influence of the Sanguang Divine Water, Ji Wushuang's Spirit gained unprecedented growth, took over his physical body, and completely regained consciousness.

Looking at the white-clothed youth in front of him, the familiar outlines of the facial features were almost as if they were pulled out of his heart, Ji Wushuang rubbed his eyes with shock and disbelief.

"Master, am I dead? We... are we meeting again in hell?"

Ji Wushuang was distraught, his knees softened, and he knelt down abruptly.

"What a silly boy! You are living well now, how could you die?"

Ye Yun appeared in front of Ji Wushuang, helped this beloved disciple with both hands, and said with a smile.

Feeling the master's strong arm, Ji Wushuang realized that he was not really dead.

But then a terrible problem appeared.

His master, isn't he dead?

Why is it suddenly resurrected?

"Master, aren't you dead?"

An aura flashed in his heart, Ji Wushuang asked quickly.

"Back then, I fell into a mysterious space. To the outside world, I might be dead, but after 100,000 years, I escaped from that mysterious space and resurrected again."

Ye Yun explained with a smile.

"Woo, Master, it's great that you are still alive!"

After getting this affirmative reply from the master, Ji Wushuang could no longer bear the excitement in his heart. He was full of sorrow and joy, and burst into tears.

Ye Yun stood still and waited quietly.

Ji Wushuang's emotions had been suppressed in his heart for a hundred thousand years, so let him cry out now.

After crying with a stick of incense, Ji Wushuang's crying slowly stopped.

"Master, you saved me. I remember that a fellow named Qianyu Divine Venerable in my body took me away."

Ji Wushuang wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and asked very excitedly.

"Divine Lord Thousand Feathers have been killed by me on the spot."

Ye Yun said with a smile.

Ji Wushuang said with a shocked look: "Master, what is your current cultivation base? How strong are you?"

"God's realm."

Ye Yun said softly, he didn't have to conceal this beloved disciple.

"Master! You were so strong back then, and you never thought that after 100,000 years, you are still so strong."

There was a fanatical look in Ji Wushuang's eyes. He tried to feel the master's breath, but he couldn't detect the master's cultivation.

"Ha, don't compliment me so much. This time you are also a blessing in disguise. Although you have become a weird creature, you have saved your life. Now, with the help of Qianyu Divine Venerable Yin and Yang Illusion Technique, you have broken through to the realm of true gods in one fell swoop. ."

Ye Yun nodded and smiled.

Among his four disciples, I am afraid that only Ji Wushuang has such good luck.

After a lot of painful twists and turns, it is now considered to be complete.

Ji Wushuang sighed silently, feeling sigh in his heart.

One hundred thousand years of vicissitudes of life seemed to have passed in an instant.

"Wushuang, how did you enter the ancient land of Underworld?"

Ye Yun asked suddenly.

Ji Wushuang's expression dimmed, as if the fierce battle from 100,000 years ago had resurfaced in his mind.

He lowered his head and said in a sad voice: "Master, the ancient trolls besieged my Shenlong Sect back then, and the sect disciples suffered countless deaths and injuries. I also took advantage of the chaos and escaped, but at that time there was a force that was constantly pursuing my Shenlong Sect disciples. At a moment of crisis, a masked woman suddenly rescued me and pointed me to the ancient land of the Nether Immortal and hide in it in order to get a glimmer of life."

"A masked woman saved you?"

Ye Yun's expression changed drastically, and immediately interrupted Ji Wushuang's words and asked loudly.

"Yes, Master."

Ji Wushuang nodded quickly.

After listening to Ji Wushuang's words, the expression on Ye Yun's face became more complicated, and the storm surged in his heart.

This masked woman, who had rescued Liu Yiyi before, now directed Ji Wushuang to enter the ancient land of Underworld.

There are nine out of ten.

This is what Nangong Jade did.

But why does Nangongyu do this?

This made Ye Yun extremely confused.

In his mind, Nangongyu and Long Xuan's image became more and more mysterious.

Nangongyu's capriciousness makes it difficult to judge her right and evil.

And that Long Xuan, with cunning mind and unusual mystery, disappeared completely after entering the Divine Land.

In the Jiuyou Di Palace, Long Xuan straddled the endless space, and just glanced at Jiuyou Emperor, and his body full of decay and divinity collapsed.

It can be seen that Long Xuan is so powerful.

According to the juniors of the Shenlong Sect, the Sect Master of the 250th generation Shenlong Sect once offended a very powerful force.

Who is this force?

Why would Long Xuan be so obsessed with rats, leaving Shenlongzong aside.

All kinds of thoughts in his heart rushed together, like countless silk threads entwined, making Ye Yun even more confused.

"Master, is there a descendant of our Shenlong Sect now?"

Ji Wushuang asked carefully.

After all, the Shenlong Sect was killed so miserably that year, according to that killing method, I am afraid that the Shenlong Sect would be completely destroyed within ten thousand years.

"Naturally, there is. Now the disciples of the Shenlong Sect have been passed down to the 299th generation. The little girl you have met before, she is our current Sect Master of the Shenlong Sect."

Hearing Ji Wushuang's words, Ye Yun didn't know why, and his mood improved inexplicably.

With a big wave of his hand, a mana-condensed water mirror suddenly appeared in front of him.

On the water mirror, the image of Luo Li sitting close to the bottom of the Tianji Tower was clearly revealed.

"So it's her! How could I be so kind to her?"

Ji Wushuang scratched his head, remembering those things before, and smiled embarrassedly.

"The three little guys who have the blood of the Shenlong Sect are the only three remaining descendants of the 298th generation of our Shenlong Sect. Now some monsters have joined our Shenlong Sect, and now the Shenlong Sect is very powerful. Up."

Ye Yun said with a smile.

Having said that, he suddenly remembered something and smiled again: "Do you remember the black bird, that little bird is still alive."

"It's great, Master!"

Hearing what Ye Yun said, Ji Wushuang burst into tears with excitement.

Shenlongzong is still there.

This is the best news.

Ye Yun turned around, lightly handed a little, and relieved the fixation technique on the black-clothed youth.

"Give you a chance to explain your own history?"

Ye Yun smiled faintly and threw an olive branch.

The reason for this.

He was also afraid that the black-clothed young man was a chess piece left behind by the black hand in the ancient land of Underworld.

If it is a chess piece, there will naturally be restrictions in mind.