In the past, the peach blossoms fell all over the sky, and I didn't see the sword dancing in my dream. ”

"Throw away the red dust and fall into a dream, and there are flowers and withered moon in the dream. ”

The little princess's immature and ethereal voice sounded, compared with Zhang Long's domineering, the little princess's voice was closer to the artistic conception of "Ethereal Love".

"It's the past looking back and smiling, or the passing of the shoulders in this life. ”

"Why is there no room for Qi Qiran, it is rare to have a true face in the fog. ”

She continued to meditate, the supreme talent of the Xuanyue Sky Body, instinctively let her substitute into this artistic conception.

As if at this moment, she was the Empress of Tranquility, and she could clearly feel the confusion and uneasiness of the other party because she couldn't find the person in the dream, doubting the truth of the dream, doubting her own authenticity, and even doubting whether the world was real.

Subsequently, the little princess also had confusion and uneasiness in her heart.

She didn't care who the Qingyou Empress was, who she was looking for, what she was worried about was Brother Dalong beside her.

Sometimes that's it. The more you care about someone, the more afraid you are of losing.

Feeling that Brother Da Long was getting weaker and weaker, the little princess was afraid that she would really lose him one day, and she would be alone in this world again.

In that case, what does this heaven and earth mean to her?

The more you dare not think so. The more I think about it, the deeper the sense of substitution becomes, and I gradually can't tell the truth from the fake.

As a result, she plucked the strings harder and harder, and each note brought out this confusion and uneasiness, as well as the anger that gradually grew.

It's like the Empress of Tranquility. Walking through the Three Realms but unable to verify whether the person in the dream really exists, or is it just an illusion of oneself? In the vast world, is there really someone who has danced a sword for her in the peach blossoms, or is it her wishful thinking?

Has anyone ever cared, or has it been lonely?

The confusion deepened, and he gradually became angry, I don't know who I was angry about, I just wanted to find the person in the dream, even if the sky and the earth were broken, I had to verify the truth of the dream!

"The eyes are quiet and the heart is cold, and the sky and the earth are snowy. ”

"For the rest of your life, if you don't break the sky!"

Reciting the last sentence, the crescent moon on the little princess's forehead suddenly rose, and the resentment in her heart reached the extreme.

She instinctively looked at Zhang Long beside her, and the strong sense of substitution in her heart made her feel that Brother Dalong was about to disappear and would never be seen again.

I can't bear that kind of confusion, and I can't face this world alone!

"Brother Dalong......"

The little princess suddenly cried, and then, with a monstrous resentment, plucked the strings angrily.

The demonic aura of the Netherworld Black Demon Stone sensed the little princess's resentment, and suddenly surged towards her.

At the same time, among the layers of giant moon in the distance, the shape of a nine-tailed white fox burst out, roaring, grief-stricken, and pounced on the besieged old man.

"Boom!"

Finally, all the dragon shapes, giant moons, and giant foxes smashed on the old man's body together, even if the old man tried his best, he couldn't stop all this, and was completely overwhelmed by the boundless spiritual power!

The sound finally stopped.

The little princess didn't care whether the old man was dead or alive, she only looked at Zhang Long timidly, and held Zhang Long's hand tightly with her little hand to feel the truth of Brother Dalong.

I don't know how long it took, the spiritual power that exploded in the sky was like a vast ocean, gradually dissipating, revealing the figure of the old man.

The old man was still standing in the air, but his expression was a little sluggish, his robe had stopped shaking, and the silver-white spiritual power on his body was flowing quietly, but there was a danger that would soon explode in that calm.

"Yes, it's the old man who underestimated the enemy, hehehe, he actually despised a Jindan period and the Yuanshen period......"

He looked at Zhang Long and the little princess and laughed miserably. There was deep remorse in his miserable eyes, "The old man should be there, and when you take out this long qin, you will leave." Hehe, but who would have thought that I would be ...... by the two of you."

"Whoa!"

Before the old man finished speaking, the blue and red long sword in his hand suddenly broke automatically, turning into dense fragments and falling.

In the next second, his body suddenly became larger, leaning back his neck and spreading his arms, as if something was about to burst out of his body.

"Whoa!"

The sound of the tide surging.

A huge amount of silver-white spiritual power poured out from the old man's body, and the primordial spirit that was bombarded with countless cracks quickly collapsed, and the five internal organs, along with the various meridians, also turned into powder like weathering at the moment when the spiritual power was bursting away.

Soon, all the spiritual power dissipated into nothingness, and the old man's eyes suddenly dimmed, and then like a dead leaf, he fell down and died.

"The tender turtle grandson is finally dead. ”

Looking at the silent old man on the ground, Zhang Long was finally relieved and showed a weak smile.

The mind that has been tense is relaxed. The body, which had already been severely overdrawn, suddenly gushed out with an unbearable feeling of weakness.

"Brother Dalong...... You, you must not leave me, I want you to be real, I don't want you to become an illusion in a dream. ”

Just when Zhang Long was about to faint, the little princess suddenly hugged him.

Her delicate body was trembling, and tears were raining down.

The special talent of the Xuanyue Sky Body. Let her still be immersed in the artistic conception of "Empty Love" and can't extricate herself, for fear that her big dragon brother will also become an illusory existence, leaving her alone to face the world.

I was scared.

Zhang Long smiled, this was completely scaring himself.

"Brother's blood can flow into a water tank, how can it be illusory......?

Holding back the urge to faint, Zhang Long patted the little princess on the back. chuckling and comforting, but suddenly found a shocking vision.

The demonic energy on the Netherworld Black Magic Stone is actually penetrating into the little princess's body!

With a glaring of black eyes, Zhang Long spit blood directly in fright!

The little princess is different from ordinary people, she is pure and pure, and she is completely opposite to the demonic energy. Once contaminated by demonic energy, the consequences are unimaginable!

In addition, Zhang Long finally understood that the little princess had some abnormal mentality at the moment, a big reason was that this demonic qi was invading her heart, if Xuanyue Kong's body was born with demons......

Zhang Longgen trembled.

Everyone has demons, but only people like the little princess can't have them!

"Hula!"

Raise your hand and put the black and white piano into the storage ring. Then, Zhang Long grabbed the little princess's shoulders and said, "Little princess, be sober, isn't my brother here!"

The little princess couldn't break free from her inner artistic conception, and looked at Zhang Long with teary eyes: "But, but I always think that you will disappear, Brother Dalong." I would be scared without you......"

Zhang Long rolled his eyes at the sky, "No, you are contaminated with demonic energy, don't resist my spiritual power!"

After speaking, he stared into the little princess's eyes, and his spiritual power instantly penetrated into the little princess's body.

Really. A few traces of pure black qi were swimming happily in the little princess's holy and unstained blood, reaching her heart.

"Tender turtle grandson, the little princess can also be touched by a monster like you?"

The anxious Zhang Long actually shouted at a few wisps of unconscious demonic energy, and after finishing speaking, he increased the strength of his mental power. After searching all over the little princess's body and making sure that there was no other demonic qi hidden, she directly wrapped all the wisps of demonic qi with her spiritual power, and then forcibly withdrew from the little princess's body.

"Whew!"

A few wisps of demonic qi drilled out from the surface of the little male body, and suddenly broke into his body along with Zhang Long's spiritual power, bringing out a subtle wind sound.

"Poof......

The mind is disturbed by demonic energy. Zhang Long, who was already weak, vomited blood again, and there was an extra criss-crossing crack on the surface of his body, and the blood that flowed out was blackened.

Without the nuisance of demonic energy, the little princess suddenly stopped crying, and no longer felt that Zhang Long was illusory, but could clearly feel Zhang Long's body temperature and the warmth brought by the blood stained on her body.

"Brother Dalong......" She laughed happily, as if her beloved thing, the only faith, had been confirmed to be real.

Zhang Long also smiled and said weakly: "This, that's right, a big villain like my brother is not afraid of demonic energy, so I will encounter it again in the future...... ......"

The words are not finished. Zhang Long suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and the whole person fell towards the secret door behind.

The little princess's eyes trembled, and she grabbed Zhang Long first, and a circle of moon-white spiritual power spread out under her feet, and the two of them fell lightly inside the Golden Dragon Tower.

Without saying anything, the little princess quietly glanced at Zhang Long a few times. Then he hugged the slippery big dragon brother, his figure flashed, and he flew downstairs.

At this time, the dragon guards of the first-floor hall were staring at the corpse of the old man outside for a long time. to determine the safety.

So, hundreds of dragon guards set off in two groups, one wave ran upstairs to see Zhang Long's situation, and one wave went out of the main hall to check if the old man was really dead, and if he didn't die, he would make up for ten thousand knives.

Meantime. Under Feng Qi's order, a dragon guard captain immediately came out of the Spirit Realm Divine Monument, directly used cultivation, carried the Spirit Realm Divine Monument that had fallen into the bottom of the sea on his shoulder, and then rushed towards the sea.

Feng Qi is also a frightened bird, the location of the Spirit Realm Divine Monument has been exposed, and he is afraid that there will be a stronger demon clan coming over, so he must quickly change the Spiritual Realm Divine Monument to another place.

Inside the Spirit Realm Monument, a group of dragon guards were observing the old man's corpse, and it took a long time to confirm that he was really dead, so after everyone was stunned, they all collapsed to the ground, and a smile appeared on their faces for the rest of their lives.

But at this moment, a strange voice came, and everyone was terrified.

"Help me...... Help me...... Can anyone hear me...... I'm dying, it hurts......"

A very subtle and weak voice, if it weren't for the meaning of the words, it would be a bit funny. It sounds more like a soul crying for help from his former self.

The dragon guards swallowed their saliva, looked at the place where the voice came from, and then saw Zhang Yunteng.

I saw that on the ground two miles away, Zhang Yunteng's whole person was trapped in a ruin formed by a cloud of sand, stone and soil, the round ruins were like a tomb, and Zhang Yunteng only showed his head. He muttered with his last strength.

In this battle, the saddest thing is Zhang Yunteng, because he has been in the battlefield outside the Golden Dragon Tower, so he has been abused by the aftermath of the war throughout the whole process, and he was blasted over like a ball, and there was nowhere to escape.

If it weren't for the fact that the eight monsters and Zhang Long had been fighting at high altitudes, and all the spiritual power of the riot was not deliberately aimed at Zhang Yunteng, plus Zhang Yunteng also had the cultivation of the Yuan Shen Stage, otherwise, he would have died many times ago.

"Captain, oh my God, I forgot about you!"

Yun Jin was the first to shout, and then rushed over with everyone, digging out Zhang Yunteng with his hands and feet.

Zhang Yunteng's face was covered with mud, his eyes were glazed, and he muttered: "You, no one cares about me, my brain has been thrown into paste, you cold-blooded and ruthless ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yunteng also fainted.