Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

A powerful yet extremely chaotic airflow engulfed the few of them in the blink of an eye, and dust and sand filled the sky like dark clouds.

Under the tremendous force, Ling Chuxi broke away from Huangfu qingjue\'s embrace. She was like a small boat in the wind and rain, helplessly rolling around. Their fingers were still tightly intertwined.

Time, space, and his mind were all in a mess. Only the pain from his body was still clear.

Finally, a ray of sunlight appeared in front of him. It was a little dark, but it was so bright now.

As the dust settled, Ling Chuxi stood up with great difficulty with the help of Huangfu qingjue. The two of them were already covered in injuries. They looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

They had finally worked together again and survived the disaster.

Ling Chuxi circulated her cultivation technique, and Grandmaster level vital Qi circulated in the meridians of the two people, quickly treating their injuries.

Finally, when the dust settled, the two of them saw that the place where they had fought was as flat as before. Even the self-explosion of the four late stage grandmasters didn\'t damage the ground under their feet. The temple was still standing not far away.

"Where\'s e Shulan? Such a powerful self-destruction should be able to blast her into pieces, right?" Ling Chuxi looked expectantly at the spot where e Shulan had just been.

However, she was disappointed. E Shulan\'s hair was disheveled and her clothes were in tatters. A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of her mouth. Although her appearance was as miserable as it could be, she did not die as she hoped.

The Golden-robed priest was sitting cross-legged in front of her. He also looked a bit disheveled, but it was clear that he was not injured.

Ling Chuxi\'s and Huangfu qingjue\'s hearts sank at the same time. Such a powerful self-explosion and this gold-robed priest was actually still safe and sound. His strength was really too terrifying.

If they were at their peak, they might have had a chance to deal with him. However, Huangfu qingjue had just burned his blood essence to use his domain and his strength had been greatly reduced. Ling Chuxi had also been injured when she used her sword heart soul-breaking technique. Even if her vital Qi had a miraculous healing effect, it would be difficult for her to recover in a short time.

"Ling Chuxi, I never thought that even the four silver-robed priests would not be a match for you. However, in front of the Lord Gold-robed priest, you have no chance of survival. Not even a little bit." E Shulan gritted her teeth as she spoke to Ling Chuxi. Then, she turned to the Golden-robed priest and said,"Lord priest, please make your move."

The Golden-robed priest nodded and stood up. He walked towards Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen step by step, his eyes still empty and listless.

He was tall and slender, and his old face was gentle and refined. As he flew with the wind, it was as if he was stepping on the clouds. He gave people a feeling of transcendence, but at the same time, he also gave people a heavy pressure that could not be defeated.

Finally, the Golden-robed priest came close and drew his long sword. The sword was ancient and vigorous, exuding an invisible sense of justice and righteousness.

Ling Chuxi didn\'t know the identity of this gold-robed priest in the past, but she was sure that he was a highly respected expert. It was a pity that his mind had been hurt by the temple and he had lost himself.

The Golden-robed priest\'s arm moved slightly and his sword slashed towards Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen.

This sword was light and breezy, as if it was just a casual wave of the hand, but it contained an extremely profound meaning of heaven and earth. It was not even half inferior to the ancient strong practitioners Ling Chuxi had encountered in the heavenly meteorite.

Ling Chuxi\'s expression changed drastically. The cultivation and sword intent of this golden-robed priest were something that even an expert like ye Wentian could not compare to. Among all the people Ling Chuxi had met, only Gongsun Yuan could be compared to him.

Unfortunately, Gongsun Yuan was nowhere to be found.

Ling Chuxi gritted her teeth and held Luo Chen sword tightly. Even if she knew she was no match for him, she would definitely not wait helplessly for death.

Huangfu qingjue held Ling Chuxi\'s hand and also raised his long sword. Although he knew that he would be seriously injured if he used his domain again and that he would not be able to help Ling Chuxi repair the ancient formation in the short term, he could not care too much about it at this time.

The Golden-robed priest\'s sword seemed to have been thrown out casually, but in an instant, it was right in front of their eyes. Just as Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen were about to use all their strength to fight for the last time, a silver light flew over and blocked the Golden-robed priest\'s sword.

With a wave of sword Qi, a white-robed man was forced to take a few steps back and stood in front of Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen.

"Master!" Ling Chuxi cried out in surprise.

The person who had rushed over to save them was actually mu Liufeng!