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Chapter two hundred and eighty;

The middle-stage cultivator in the lead was holding a messy noble lady in her hand.

After a closer look, Yang Wenjin still knew this man.

It is the Crown Princess who had a misunderstanding with her at the time, now the current queen of Daxia.

"Yin...Princess...Save me..."

At this time, the queen's hair was messy and her fearful face was pale.

Several of the luxurious clothes on her body were torn apart. As she struggled, many hidden areas were looming.

"Brothers, our main master is coming quite quickly."

One of the monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul reached out to touch the queen's delicate cheeks, with a lewd smile on her face.

"This little lady looks pretty and looks better than the women in the palace."

"I suggest that after capturing it, we guys will be happy first and then deal with it."

"I agree."

"Agree, I like these worldly ladies, beautiful and delicious enough."

The few people had lewd smiles on their faces, and their eyes were unscrupulously looking at Yang Wenjin.

"Save me...Save me..."

The queen was trembling all over.

"She can't save you, you are actually like a dying person asking for help, ridiculous, ridiculous."

"Since you have served you well these days, I will give you a death."

The leading monk from the out-of-body stage pushed his hand and the queen's body was thrown out.

The queen's cultivation level is only at the level of Qi training, so she does not have the ability to fly at all. When she was pushed by this guy, her whole body flew out like a doll.

"ah!"

The queen screamed in horror.

At the same time, Yang Wenjin on Xiao Zi's back moved.

The next moment, she appeared next to the queen, and grabbed the queen's dancing arm with a slight stretch.

Her actions surprised several monks on the other side.

Because none of them noticed how Yang Wenjin moved just now, nor did they capture her movement trajectory.

For a moment, the smiles on the faces of several people were a little stiff.

At this moment, a word appeared in their minds almost at the same time.

Teleport!

That's right, it's the symbol of the powerful person in the divine stage.

"Xiao Zi, kill them, no one will be left."

"Affect the order."

Xiao Zi raised her head and a sharp cry tore the air, and then she saw the golden feathers on its head tremble slightly.

The thunder magic appeared, and the sky immediately descended out of thin air to count the thunder.

Just in a moment, the monks in the Nascent Soul stage were seriously injured and fell from a high altitude to the ground.

And the mid-stage cultivator who was out of the body just now knew that he had kicked the iron plate this time when he saw Yang Wenjin teleportation.

He had also made plans to escape, so the moment Xiao Zi screamed loudly, his body had already gone out a large part of his body to the back.

In this way, he was not hit by Xiao Zi's thunder magic.

However, after escaping, he did not have time to be happy, nor did he have time to make the next escape.

He was hit by a thunder again.

This time it was not Xiao Zi who took action, but Yang Wenjin who had already landed on the ground.

As soon as she took action, the outcome of the monk in the out-of-body stage was even more miserable than the Nascent Soul monks just now.

I saw that his body had been chopped into charcoal.

However, although his body was destroyed, his Nascent Soul was not damaged.

His reaction was not slow either, and he immediately wanted the Nascent Soul to leave his body.

Unfortunately, he was facing Yang Wenjin. No matter how fast he escaped, he was not as fast as Yang Wenjin.

Isn't that right? As soon as his Nascent Soul emerged from his body, he was controlled by an invisible force and was steadily bound to the spot.

"Give me...Give me your life, please spare me..."

The bound Nascent Soul made a sharp and terrified call for help.

However, Yang Wenjin ignored him, but turned his eyes and landed on the Nascent Soul monks who were seriously injured by Xiao Zi.

When they noticed her gaze, the people were trembling all over.

At this time, Xiao Zi in the sky cried loudly again, and the power of thunder condensed on the surface of its huge body.

boom!

The sky thunder fell again, and the bodies of several people were immediately shattered, and several Nascent Souls scattered and wanted to escape.

Escape was just a dream. Facing Yang Wenjin, they couldn't escape at all.

All of them were directly blocked and frozen in the air.

"Give me your life..."

"Please spare my life..."

Yang Wenjin didn't say anything, but saw that she moved her fingers slightly, and several Nascent Souls were all gathered together.

"Xiao Zi, you quit the royal city first to avoid scaring the civilians here."

Xiao Zi is too big now, and she is also the peak of the Nascent Soul demon, and the powerful pressure emitted by her body is not something that anyone can withstand.

With her order, Xiao Zi almost hesitated. With a flapping of her wings, she turned around beautifully in the air and flew directly towards a barren mountain outside the royal city.

After Xiao Zi left, she ignored the few Nascent Souls that were frozen in the air, but turned around and shouted at the palace.

"I am Princess Yin Yang Wenjin. There are still people in the palace, so come out quickly."

She shouted three times in a row, and only then did someone come out one after another in the palace below.

In reality, some eunuchs, then palace maids, and finally concubines from each palace.

However, the number of people is too small.

The original palace had at least a thousand people, but the current palace had less than a hundred people.

It can be seen how many people those guys killed here this time.

"Fourth brother and sister."

Just then, a weak voice came from below.

Yang Wenjin immediately turned his head and looked, and the next moment, his figure instantly appeared in front of him.

"How did you become like this?"

Standing in front of her was Xia Linxun, the king of Daxia.

At this time, Xia Linxun had no fluctuations in his cultivation. Although he was still wearing a dragon robe, his whole body was ragged and covered in blood.

It looks worse than a beggar.

Obviously, he has endured inhuman torture.

Xia Linxun lowered his head, his expression was gloomy and guilty.

"I was useless and I was unable to defend the country of Daxia."

"Don't talk about this for now."

"Come on, go and take all the healing pills."

The little eunuch immediately trotted away, and within a short while, he returned empty-handedly.

"Report to Princess Yin, the things in the treasure house have been moved by those guys before."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wenjin frowned.

"You two will help His Majesty to rest in the bedroom first. I will go find the pill."

She quickly returned to the people she had killed just now and found the storage rings of several people in the messy fragments.

It would be fine if I didn't look at it, but she was shocked when I saw it.

Among the storage rings of these people, there are many treasures and various cultivation resources.

Spirit stones, elixirs, spiritual medicines, spiritual materials, and various things that can help immortal cultivators practice.
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