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278: Cousin and husband? Are you the Queen of Destiny? (Subscribe)

Ji Qingyou’s eyes were full of thoughts.

In the past million years of Kunlun Realm, almost all the True Immortals have ascended to the Immortal Realm.

Therefore, the blood of the True Immortal can only be obtained by people every time the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm is opened.

However, the True Immortal Blood that most people get is just a little blood and flesh essence of the True Immortal.

After all, the fallen True Immortal of the Yan Clan in the valley was completely preserved because of the Sword Domain.

Although she and the Queen of Yan are both women, they are also friends of life and death.

It is also because the blood of the True Immortal is too precious that they turned against each other.

It is impossible for Yang Chen, this hateful junior, not to know the value of the True Immortal Blood. Would he be willing to give it to this emperor?

“Forget it, let’s go out first!”

“If this brat dares to deceive me, I will definitely peel off his bones and pull out his tendons to vent my hatred!”

Although he made up his mind, Ji Qingyou still said to Yang Chen:

“Then you make a vow to your inner demon!”

“No problem!”

Yang Chen made a vow in front of her.

“I ask the Empress of Destiny for help in exchange for a quarter of the blood of a True Immortal. If you violate it, you will be haunted by a demon in your heart!”The demon in your heart oath is a unique oath for cultivators in the Void Refining Realm.

If you violate it, you may give birth to a demon in your heart when you break through the realm in the future. At the least, your realm will fall, and at the worst, your cultivation will be lost.

But Yang Chen will definitely not violate it.

He really wants to give this quarter of the blood of a True Immortal to Ji Qingyou.

However, he wants to use the same transmission method as Empress Yan.

I just don’t know if she will want it.

Ji Qingyou has been in a high position for a long time and has been in charge of the Destiny Dynasty for several years.

Basically, no one dares to play this kind of word game in front of her.

And she obviously overlooked this point.

Yang Chen directly took out the Yukong Seal.

The space around him suddenly rippled.

Seeing this silver seal, Yu Zun’s eyes flashed with greed.

Originally, this Yukong Seal was his predetermined thing.

Even his aunt agreed to give it to him.

In the end, it was taken away by Yang Chen, this bastard.

Hateful.

Yu Zun hurriedly said:

“Saint, be careful, this is the Yukong Seal, which ranks first among the six sacred artifacts of my Daotian Holy Land. It is extremely powerful and must not be underestimated!”

“Yu Zun, how can you be so mean, you are just a lackey!”

Yu Xuan was a little annoyed and cursed.

Yu Zun used to show off his invincibility all day long, confident that he was invincible in the same realm.

But now, he is just like a lackey.

“Yuxuan, what did you say?”

Yu Zun was immediately angry.

“This bastard Yang Chen wants to snatch my opportunity, and you are still speaking for him!”

“But I’m your cousin, our childhood sweetheart. In your heart, am I not as good as this bastard?”

“”Hmph!”

Yu Xuan snorted lightly, without saying anything.

Cousin and husband, of course the husband is more important.

Yu Zun is so naive that he would actually ask such a question.

Piao Miao Saint ignored the mutual slander between the cousins.

Instead, she stared at the Yukong Seal in Yang Chen’s hand.

She had naturally heard of the reputation of the Yukong Seal.

Not to mention in Daotian Holy Land, even in Zhongzhou, it is also a top-ranked holy weapon.

However, she was not afraid.

“Holy Son of Daotian, you are not the only one who possesses the holy weapon!”

“If you want to make me surrender with a holy weapon, you are underestimating me!”

Piaomiao Saint said, and a snow-white long sword appeared in her hand.

On the long sword, fairy light flickered and coldness bloomed.

The whole tomb space was covered with snowflakes.

“Holy Son, be careful, this is the Feixue Fairy Sword!”

“The sacred weapon of the Piaomiao Immortal Palace!”

Yuxuan beside him hurriedly reminded

“Of course I won’t just pin my hopes on a holy weapon!”

Yang Chen smiled.

The Sky Seal suddenly glowed with silver light. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Then, a tall and beautiful figure appeared in front of everyone.

“”Yang Chen, what do you want me to do for you?”

Ji Qingyou said, looking at the huge statue in the tomb space.

He was stunned.

“What a rich fairy charm!”

“This is another true immortal inheritance!”

“And he is not just an ordinary immortal!”

“You are so lucky!”

Ji Qingyou’s greed was not concealed, and it was obvious that she wanted to take this opportunity for herself.

Yang Chen immediately said:

“Senior Queen, you may not be able to inherit the heritage here!”

“Because the vertical eye between the statue’s eyebrows has a strong sense of autonomy, even the holy weapon cannot withstand the blow!”

“It is very likely that your soul will not be able to pass through it!”

“Please help me suppress the Piaomiao Saint!”

“Oh?”

Ji Qingyou looked at the center of the statue’s eyebrows with her beautiful eyes.

Although the three-color fairy light was not there at the moment,

Ji Qingyou’s soul was at the Tribulation Realm after all, and her perception was quite sharp. She did sense a sense of danger.

Retracting her gaze, Ji Qingyou looked at the Piaomiao Saint in front of her.

Seeing the vertical eye on her forehead, and the three-color fairy light flashing, she was stunned.

Because she felt a terrifying blood pressure from the Piaomiao Saint.

And she had reached the peak of the Refining Void Realm.

No wonder Yang Chen, this junior, asked her to help.

At this time, the Piaomiao Saint stared at Ji Qingyou in front of her, and asked with some doubts:

“Princess Ziyao, why are you with the Holy Son of Daotian?”

“Princess Ziyao?”

Hearing this, Yang Chen couldn’t help but look slightly stunned.

A car crash, he didn’t expect that Saint Piaomiao actually knew Ji Qingyou’s disciple.

Ji Qingyou said calmly:

“I am not Zi Yao!”

“This emperor, who are you?”

Piaomiao Saint’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she had a bad guess in her heart.

Feeling the imperial aura emanating from Ji Qingyou’s body, combined with her self-proclaimed name, she blurted out:

“Are you the Queen of Destiny! ?”

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