The steamed bun strode over, hugged Li Qing, haha, and his eyebrows were full of joy of reunion between brothers. Unexpectedly, although Li Qing was smiling happily, he was still holding a spear in both hands.

"Hey," the steamed bun hugged Li Qing's shoulder and looked up and down for a long time, then suddenly looked back at Erya and shouted loudly, "Girl, what's wrong with Brother Qing'er?"

Hearing the situation of Fang Cai mentioned by Er Ya one by one, this tall young man was immediately furious, no matter where this was, he pulled Liu Jin with his hand, and the sand bowl-like fist storm moved down, and Liu Jin, who was still invincible, grinned and cried there to cry his father and mother.

The disciples in the villa on the side saw that Li Qing and the others had stopped Liu Jin, and some of them who came out of the inner garden hurriedly stepped forward and took out the jade box from Liu Jin's arms and gave it to Qu Qiuying and the injured.

Li Qing ate the elixir brought by the disciples of the mountain villa, and sure enough, the aura in his body began to fill up in just a moment. It is really a big sect, just an ordinary pill taken by an ordinary disciple has such an effect, and there is no need to ask the old man to make such a movement, and what he has practiced must be an amazing elixir. Li Qing stared at Qu Qiuying and the group of inner disciples who were still sluggish, his heart was full of anticipation.

The four-horned giant beast saw that Erya and the red calyx girl seemed very affectionate, although it was due to its huge body, it still tried to lower its head and lean over, and its long tongue licked the two women as if they were drenched in the rain, causing Erya and the red calyx girl to scream continuously.

At this time, Mantou and Mengzi had already taken several teenagers off the back of the beast, the four teenagers were still carrying a stretcher in their hands, and a man in armor had a face as gold as gold, his eyes were closed, and he was obviously seriously injured.

"This big brother, you are doing well, save him. As soon as one of the older teenagers put down the stretcher, he hugged a disciple of the mountain village next to him and pleaded repeatedly, stunned everyone around him.

"Little brother, there are a lot of medicines here, and the people are good, don't worry, when you get here, it's hard for your brother to die. Erya looked at the young man pitiful, and remembered the situation in the village, her heart ached, and she was worried that her brother and Mengzi would see something, so she hurriedly held back her tears and stepped forward to comfort her.

The young man looked at Er Ya suspiciously, from childhood to adulthood, all he saw was cold-eyed, few people had given him a good face, in his opinion, if he wanted to get something, even if it was a grain of rice, he had to use all his strength to fight, where could he get it effortlessly? But now his brother was penniless, and the two benefactors were protecting the brothers all the way to fight viciously, and the young man was really embarrassed to trouble the two benefactors again, so he had to beg with his heart, this big man was seriously injured, and if he was not treated, he was afraid that he would die soon.

Although the boy was not familiar with him, he had been in a coma since he rescued him with Ling'er, but despite this, the boy never left him. Now that he has fought all the way, he finally has a stable place, and the young man has not taken care of his injuries, and the first thing that comes to mind is this big man.

The disciple of the mountain villa was suddenly embraced, and was stunned for a moment, and when he heard the young man's request clearly, he saw that the girl who had just come forward to speak for him for the sake of the big guy and the evil thief, and hurriedly pecked the chicken on his head.

The young man didn't expect that things would be as Er Ya said, and the disciple took the pill after a while, but after a moment's effort, the big man's face was bloody, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

Everyone gathered around Li Zhan, and they were very happy to see him wake up, especially those teenagers, who were cheering and jumping, and were about to step forward to speak, when they suddenly heard shouts of killing from the direction of the main gate of the villa.

The teenagers were used to fighting all the way, and when they heard that something was wrong, they didn't even glance back, so they took the big man and rushed onto the back of the four-horned beast.

Li Qing had eased up a little at this time, and while beckoning Er Ya and the Red Calyx Girl to bring more than a dozen inner disciples to protect the wounded first, he and Wan Ting, Mantou, and Mengzi broke off the enemy together.

This main hall is not far from the Aoki Gate, but it is only a hundred feet away, but there are many wounded in the team, and twenty or thirty disciples of the mountain villa are carrying and supporting, although there are earth moles to help carry the wounded, but they still walk like snails.

Standing still in the face of the night wind, listening to the sound, Er Ya and they should have already left, such a distance, as long as they drag a pillar of incense for a long time, how can it be enough.

With the two brothers by his side, Li Qing felt that those upcoming monsters were nothing more than some local chickens and dogs.

Even though it was night, you could still see the smoke and dust rolling in the distance, and many disciples of Sword Peak and the Long Whale Gang were fighting monsters in the smoke and dust, with stumps and broken arms, and fishy juice flying and splashing everywhere. Roars and wails are endless.

Although the teenagers are not familiar with Jianfeng and the Long Whale Gang, but in the middle of the battle, these people are their brothers, and now that the brothers are fighting for their lives, how can the teenagers stand by and watch?

Staring at the smoke and dust, the young men were forcibly suppressing the fighting spirit in their hearts, and the flower path behind them from the main hall to the Aoki Gate was flanked by tall mountain scenery piled up with strange stones, which could be used as a barrier. At the moment, I only have to hold the intersection, and although the enemy is numerous, it is not so easy to rush through.

endured and endured, but the steamed bun still didn't hold back, and rushed forward with a shout. A tiger-headed two-winged beast looked left and right, and saw that Li Qing and Mengzi did not move, and seemed to be quite helpless about the master's impulse, roared low, and jumped out immediately.

Seeing the steamed buns disappear into the smoke and dust, Li Qing took a few steps forward, intentionally or unintentionally. There are steamed buns, as long as Li Qing shoots to protect his wings, there are occasional fish that slip through the net, and there are Wanting and Mengzi behind him, and the time of a pillar of incense can be supported.

But now that the steamed buns have entered the enemy formation, Li Qing can only stand in front, hoping that he can still hold on. Looking

The billowing smoke and dust, Li Qing clenched the spear in his hand.

Whew, a figure flew out of the smoke and dust, heading straight for Li Qing.

The spear was picked up and slowly placed the body of a young girl behind him. Li Qing recognized this girl as one of the members of the group of Sword Peak disciples he met in front of the gate when he arrived at the villa. I think that at that time, in addition to the senior brother surnamed Sun who was the leader, there were many more disciples in this team, and these girls were all going to run for their lives when they saw monsters. But now even these girls have to go into battle to kill the enemy, and although they have fallen at this moment, their eyes are wide with anger, and there is no trace of fear on their faces, only anger and hatred.

Another girl was placed by Li Qing's side, the blood flame on the spear was already burning, and there was a faint sound of birds, as if she was inexplicably excited about the upcoming bloodthirsty feast.

A trace of blood suddenly flashed in the smoke and dust, and a monster flew out of the smoke and dust, and pounced towards Li Qing with teeth and claws.

Lu Wanting saw that Li Qing did not dodge or dodge, and subconsciously thought that Li Qing had not recovered, so she hurriedly stepped forward to help with her sword, but saw that the monster suddenly split in half, and the blood of the big peng mixed with the broken heart and liver rained down. It just so happened that Lu Wanting arrived, and with a light sword, a few green leaves swept away the flesh and blood in the air.

The two halves of the beast corpse fell to the ground, the pungent scorching smell came, looking at the scorched black scars on the monster's body, Li Qing knew that his brother's cultivation was afraid that he had taken another step.

"Roar" There was a sharp roar from the smoke and dust, a spear-like pointed foot pierced out of the smoke and dust, a sword peak disciple was holding a girl in his arms and was piercing left and right, several times almost stabbed by sharp feet, and he could vaguely see blood rushing out, but the disciple still refused to let go of the girl in his hand, gritted his teeth and ran desperately.

Qiang, a blood-colored spear was piercing the toes, and a terrible roar sounded in the smoke and dust, and the sharp feet broke inch by inch in the blood flames. The Sword Peak disciple on the side was shocked, looked at Li Qing, and seemed to want to step forward to help, but he was afraid of the girl in his arms, gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and turned around and ran towards the flower path.

Looking at the back of that disciple, when he handed over the defense on the city wall to Sun Yuchen, Li Qing was still a little worried, this guy's performance outside the villa was really reassuring. But now it seems that he is also a man, although these Jianfeng disciples are pampered on weekdays, but when they are in danger, they are really a top one.

Although the enemy is attacking now, Li Qing is not discouraged at all, with these iron-blooded brothers fighting side by side, there is nothing more happy in life than this.

A hideous head poked out of the smoke and dust, and his blue eyes stared at Li Qing tightly, almost spewing fire. Eight sharp feet as sharp as knives stabbed one after another, as if they wanted to stab the hateful human in front of them into a plug in order to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

Li Qing didn't even glance at the evil beast, a blood-colored lotus flower was born out of thin air, whistling and enveloping the spider-like evil beast in front of him, the stinky blood flowed out from between the petals, and the terrible cry became weaker and weaker, and after a while, it was completely silent.

One by one, the evil beasts chased after the disciples of Sword Peak and the Long Whale Gang and pounced out of the smoke and dust, and one after another were swallowed by the blood-colored brilliance. Those disciples looked at the young man standing with spears in front of them, their eyes full of shock and respect.

"Good job, boy. I don't know how long it took, a figure staggered back to Li Qing's side, holding a long knife and gasping for breath.

"You're not bad either. Li Qing looked at Gong San, who was covered in blood, and nodded.

Boom, rolling thunder rang out from the smoke and dust.

The blood-colored light rose into the sky, accompanied by a terrible sword roar, as if it was about to sweep away the mist.

A dazzling light flickered in the smoke and dust, and the roar of anger was deafening.

Li Qing and Gong San looked at each other and smiled, and threw themselves into the smoke and dust together.

Dozens of Jianfeng and Long Whale Gang disciples were protected by Lu Wanting and Mengzi, and slowly retreated along the flower path to the outside of the Aoki Gate. The gate of Aoki was already open in front of them, but the disciples did not rush in, and turned to look at the smoke and dust billowing in the distance. Countless beasts were thrown out with a roar, and the pitch-black mist slammed into the smoke and dust like waves, sending out a rumbling roar.

But no matter how fierce the black fog was, the blood-colored brilliance in the smoke and dust never took half a step back, just like the angry rock in the stormy waves.

Jing Li was guarding the green wood door, a green bead was already in his hand, and when he saw that the disciples suddenly stopped moving, he also turned his head to look. The sea of fog was surging in the distance, and the blood was like a mountain, and the young man who guarded the Aoki Gate all year round had a sword aura on his body.

Suddenly, the blood-colored light in the distance shook, and a mournful roar sounded, and a figure flew high from the sea of fog and fell down towards the flower path.

"Let's go!" Jing Qian shouted, and the whole person had already run out. After a bloody battle, the disciples almost gave up their lives, but they were still broken in by the enemy, and they subconsciously hoped that someone could drive these monsters out, even if it was a hard lesson. But at this moment, I heard the mournful roar of the spirit sword, and then I heard the shouting of Jing Qian, knowing that the situation was critical, I didn't dare to wait and see anymore, and hurriedly supported each other and walked towards the door.

Li Qing had done his best with every shot, and countless blood-colored lotus flowers were swirling, like a big net blocking in front of everyone. The small tree swayed in the wind, and the white brilliance flowed endlessly in the blood-colored world, protecting that little bit of vitality in the darkness. The small dragon sparrow swirled and danced, and the purple flames shot into the black mist one by one, shooting many monsters hidden in the black mist one after another.

The long knife in Gong San's hand was vertical and horizontal, and the whole person had been integrated into the sword, and the thunder punishment of the steamed bun turned into two lightning bolts of red and white running in the black mist, and every time there was no support, he retreated to the bloody world

Pranayama in the realm.

Wen Zheng's blood prison killing has always only advanced and not retreated, and the battle against the enemy is all based on a sharp breath in his chest, although he is trapped in the black fog at this moment, the blood-colored long sword is still unstoppable, approaching the black figure in the depths of the darkness little by little, the black fog around him is like a quagmire, and it is extremely difficult for Wen Zheng to take every step forward.

Yu Feiqiong and Yu Feimei glanced at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes. To put it bluntly, Liushanzhuang is just a medicine garden in Jianfeng, and the reason why the clan attaches so much importance to it is all because of the existence of the "Priming Pill". But Jian Feng didn't expect to know the effect of the "Priming Pill", how could he lay down so many masters here? The third prince didn't come out at this time, I'm afraid that he was already very lucky. Looks like we need to do something else. The eyes of the two of them fell on Li Qing, this young man is so young, but he is the only master of the Divine Mansion Realm that the two have met since they came to Wenliu Villa, with such a talent, he will definitely not be an unknown person in the Sword Peak, it seems that it is really the road to the heavens.

Wen Zheng took the sword forward, chopping waves in the dark fog, the blood-colored world behind him was protected behind him, I don't know how many monsters were killed by the Blood Prison Sword, and the battle intent in Wen Zheng's chest was already boiling.

Suddenly, the monster in front of him seemed to disappear in an instant, a pitch-black spear suddenly appeared in front of Wen Zheng's eyes, and the surrounding space suddenly froze at this moment, Wen Zheng could already feel the cold gun intent invading his skin, and the blood around his body was frozen at this moment.

A flash of blood flashed, and the Blood Prison Sword suddenly exploded, and the blood light wrapped Wen Zheng along with the spear, and the nine blood-colored swords flashed vertically and horizontally in the blood light, and one handle was cut on the spear, and the spear continued to tremble, as if it couldn't withstand the sharp sword intent, and it shattered little by little.

A loud bee sounded, the voice was full of anger, and a giant bee emerged from the darkness, staring at Wen Zheng with huge eyes glowing with blood, and the rings on his body kept moving, and suddenly rushed towards the spear.

Wen Zheng only felt that the whole person was about to explode, the huge power was pouring in, the blood-colored light cluster suddenly shattered, and the blood-colored small swords screamed and turned into the blood prison sword again, and Wen Zheng turned into a streamer and flew away from the distance.

Li Qing had just picked up a few monsters, and he saw blood-red eyes lit up in the dark, the scarlet eyes were full of coldness and mockery, the darkness came from all directions, and the boundless despair and dead silence were still pressing on Li Qing's heart little by little even through the blood-colored world.

The alarm in his heart just started, Mantou and Gong San had already flown back upside down, and two pitch-black spears followed, as if they were about to pierce this world. With angry roars, loud finch chirps, and agitated long howls, the winged beasts, dragon sparrows, and Li Qing rushed forward together. Silver lightning, purple flames, and crimson spear shadows surrounded the two black dragon-like spears and battled endlessly.

As soon as Mantou and Gong Sancai landed, they immediately ran towards the Aoki Gate, at this time they also knew that even if the strength of the people was still not the opponent of the two black-clothed old men, seeing that the last disciple in the distance had also entered the door, they only had to guard the gate to receive Li Qing's return, and the two knew that this Sword Peak must have a means of protection.

Jing Qian looked at the darkness rushing in the distance, knowing that he was on the verge of life and death at this moment, and sent Wen Zheng to the door, and the green bead in his hand had been pressed on Shi Shi's forehead.

Boom, the stone lion slowly raised its huge head, and the clear light on its body kept circulating, spreading to the surroundings little by little, gradually enveloping the entire inner garden.

Staring closely at the darkness in the distance, Jing Qian's heart had already been raised, the darkness was like an angry wave, but that touch of blood stood on its own, although it was shaky, but it never went out.

Time passed little by little, and Jing Qian looked at the young man with a gun in the dark, and his hands, which had always been rock-solid, trembled slightly. Gong San and Mantou stood outside the door, watching the clear light gradually spread, and their fists were already white.

The dragon sparrow could no longer breathe out flames, the brilliance on the one-horned horn of the winged beast had dimmed, and the blood-colored lotus flowers had withered away, but Li Qing still fought to the death.

"Roar" The cyan giant lion seemed to be shaken by the young man's unyielding will, raised his head and roared angrily into the sky, the hair on his body instantly exploded, and the four hooves roared head-on towards the darkness.

The giant lion moved, Jing Lei had followed, the sharp sword intent soared into the sky, and at this moment the long sword was no longer in his hand, but in his heart.

The steamed bun roared, the thunder and lightning flashed all over his body, and the red thunder penalty burned with a raging thunder fire, at this moment there was no master of the Divine Mansion Realm in the eyes of the steamed bun, some were just enemies, waiting for themselves and their brothers to face the enemy together, since the brothers did not retreat, they sacrificed their lives to accompany each other.

Gong San looked at everything in front of him, his eyes were already wet, he looked at the long knife in his hand, although the long knife was cracked, his mind was strong, Gong San smiled and ran wildly with the knife.

Li Qing looked at the jet-black spear rushing in, the water-like armor on his body had also been torn, and the crimson spear was full of scars. But at this moment, Li Qing had no regrets in his heart, and he didn't know if all the injured disciples had evacuated, since he had no hope of life, he would try his best to let the enemy see that there were good men in this big green mountain.

The blood-colored spear pulsed wildly, as if it were about to explode. The dragon sparrow seemed to feel something, and struggled to spit out the last trace of flame, the pitch-black spear had already pierced, and that trace of cold despair had pierced into his heart.

Li Qing heard an angry roar in the haze, it seemed that many people were rushing here, the darkness around him began to retreat, Li Qing leaned on the spear and slowly closed his eyes, with a smile on his face.