But the blue light fell on Ji Ming, but it was like a stream of water, gently stroking his body and bruises.

He has passed through the meridians and dantian where his limbs are almost exhausted.

Ji Ming slammed his eyes open, and the darkness of the cockroaches shone brightly.

Xier -! It is Xier-! !

He took a deep breath, stood up, and slowly raised the dragon sword in his hand.

The Fenglong sword, which was originally corroded by the magic gas and the demon blood, made a squeak and re-emerged a powerful pressure.

The tip of the sword points to a **** demon who is burned by the blue light but is not willing to leave because of the deliciousness.

He Ji Ming will not die!

Because of his brook, still waiting for him to go back!

......

He stood up from the ground, his face was whiter than paper, and his body was still crumbling.

Jiuye quickly helped her and blamed: "How is your little girl? I don't care for myself so much. You are still pregnant, and you still consume such a large source of power. Are you afraid of being unable to support yourself?" ”

While talking, enter her spiritual power.

The only remaining spiritual power to slowly adjust the interest rate, this face has improved a little.

She showed a somewhat weak smile, "Jiu Ye, thank you!"

Although she did not call Master Jiu, but in her heart, she has already regarded this nine-tailed fox as a real master.

There are a lot of things that Jiye gave her, and now she has helped her so much.

She does not know how to repay this kindness.

Jiuye didn't have a good air: "Thank you, thank you, you are less angry, I will be enough!"

"There is still something, I want to trouble you," said the priest. "I hope that Jiuye will not tell me about them and Xiaochi. I am pregnant. Ji Ming is unclear, and Ji Chengfeng is still not dead. I want to unlock the power of the source, to take revenge, to save people, everything is dangerous. I am afraid that they know that I will not let me do it after I am pregnant."

Jiuye’s eyebrows are upside down. “You are afraid that you are worried, you are not afraid of me?!”

He grabbed the hand of Jiuye and shook it like a child. "Jiuye... Master, you promise me!"

For the first time, Jiuye heard his little child called Master.

To him, the nine-tailed fox, how many people want to tie him up, the result is hard to want to accept a child, the other party is still reluctant. Hey, when he cares?

I don’t care if I don’t care, but the smile of the mouth and the handsome eyebrows of the flying, but betrayed the mood of Jiuye at the moment.

When Yi and Jiuyi came out of the Temple of the Emperor, they found that the enchantment was full of people.

As soon as he noticed that he had come out, someone immediately cried with a cry: "His Royal Highness, please save the gods and save us Qiankun Island!"

Looking at them with a squat, he smiled and said: "Oh, you let me save the gods? How do you want me to save?"

Some people in the crowd immediately excited: "The Highness of the Virgin, we have just seen your source of power to dispel the magic, and please cleanse the magic of this Emperor's temple, close the nose of the prison, and the tranquility of the island."

"My power of the source can really dispel the magic, but also purify the magic." He smiled casually, "But why should I help you?"

When the words came out, everyone present was dumbfounded.

"You are a saint, the patron saint is your duty, you... how can you see your people?"

"His Royal Highness, please also look at the face of the world, purify these magical spirits!"

Someone rushed over and wanted to hug the ankle's ankle and cry and pray.