The green shadow scales and claws tore apart, and grabbed several scales from the back of Fallen Fortune.

That's right, after actually entering the combat state, all the purple hairs of Fallen Fortune turned into bauhinia-colored scales, which is much better looking than Qingying.

Bad luck raised his head sharply, and a howl of pain resounded through the sky.

A part of the body was scratched off, and the scales were like skin, and they fell like broken arms.

Bad Luck's pupils were red, and with a hard grasp, the long tail swept towards the green shadow's legs, ripping off the scales from the green shadow's arm as it stumbled backwards.

The so-called non-rudeness, the elements in the mouth of the fallen luck are condensed, and the limbs are flexibly retreated, not allowing the green shadow to catch it.

It wants to solve the battle quickly, it is too aggrieved to fight with Qingying, the defense of both sides is extremely high, and if it continues to fight like this, unless its physical strength is exhausted, it does not know how long it will take.

Qingying covered her injured arm, her eyes spewing flames as if she were spewing flames.

Fallen Luck snorted coldly, and his limbs roamed, about to get out of the attack range of the Blue Shadow.

Burst.

With a soft sound, the elemental condensation failed.

The center of the fall was unstable and fell to the ground.

Quickly got up, Bad luck looked at Qingying, and was also stunned: "This is ...... ...... monster than me."

The green shadow was slightly arched on his back, blood flowed down between the scales and claws, and an eight-foot dark green scaly tail behind him swept away.

The tip of its tail is three-edged, the long tail is cut off, and the layers go up, close to 100 sections.

Each layer is divided into scales and inverted, slightly opening and closing, extremely hideous.

Looking at it this way, perhaps, Qingying no longer belongs to the category of "people".

Bad luck palpitated slightly, it was the first time I had seen a humanoid monster like Qingying.

Without giving Bad Luck more time to think and adapt, Qingying opened her mouth and roared, her long tail swinging, and rushed towards Bad Luck again.

There was a hint of jealousy in Bad Fortune's eyes, they had been fighting for so long, and it didn't believe that the high-level alien beasts who hunted it like madmen didn't notice.

If those high-level alien beasts arrived, it would undoubtedly be a catastrophe for it.

It needs to be solved quickly, but reality doesn't let it go.

It is proud of its ability, only useful to the weak, strong corrosive ability, it has long been used on Qingying, and now watching Qingying jumping around, nothing happens.

Raising his claws to greet him, he took a few steps backwards, turned around and swung his tail, and coldly pumped on Qingying's face.

If the blow is successful, regardless of whether it has an effect or not, the bad luck immediately retreats.

As soon as he moved, a dark green cold light swept by, leaving a scratch on the body of Fallen Fortune.

The scratches healed quickly, and the fall was painful, and it was only after rolling on the ground that I felt a little better.

Now it has the intention of retreating in its heart, and the green shadow is getting stronger and stronger the more it fights, and the fighting spirit is high.

It doesn't work, it feels a burning pain all over its body. The scales filtered out most of the pain, but the force of the impact was uncontrollable, and it could only be resisted.

With the intensity of their current battle, even if it is hand-to-hand combat, it is a confrontation close to the level of the Seeping Yuan Realm, and both sides are reckless dead hands, and they will not control the strength at all.

Bad luck glanced at Qingying hatefully, the earth element covered his whole body, and he split the ground and burrowed into it, and soon, the ground recovered, as if nothing had happened.

Qingying stood at the place where Bad Luck left, his scarlet eyes showed a little dazed, now that he had lost the concept of "wisdom", he didn't know how to find Bad Luck.

Misfortune was only a breath away, but it was enough to get out of Qingying's sight.

Jumping out of the ground, he glanced behind him with palpitations, and he hurriedly left with his head shaken, he was shadowed by Qingying, and it is estimated that he will not dare to step forward directly next time he sees Qingying.

Qingying looked around blankly, and finally locked onto a third-order beast, with an interested look in his eyes, and then turned around and pounced.

This night must be a chicken flying dog jumping.

Qingying tossed for most of the night, hunting more than double digits of third-order alien beasts, and even directly slaughtered into the alien beast area.

After the eighteenth beast was hunted, Qingying's consciousness gradually cleared up, but his mind was still in chaos.

Qingying relied on the only remaining Qingming and turned to leave the alien beast area.

On the way back, Qingying did not forget to search for the Beast Soul Crystal.

As luck would have it, there were two Beast Soul Crystals.

Rushed to the edge of the forest, the sky was slightly bright, and after walking a few steps, Qingying finally lost his strength, his eyes were dark, and he threw himself on the ground and fell into a coma.

"Hurry up, hurry back to the village to suppress the shock. ”

A young man waved his hand behind him, and several cheers came from behind.

The young man's face looked quite delicate, with a two-foot sword at his waist, and his waist-length long black hair tied behind him, he was really a handsome boy.

This young man's name is Shan Ye, and this Shan is not a lonely Shan, but a surname.

Shan Ye is now the young master of the Lion Eagle Gang, but he has an excellent heart, and he will not be driven by the gang at will, and the gang leader also secretly supports this.

Everyone in the Lion Eagle Gang knows that this is the main training of the next generation of heirs by the old gang.

But Shan Ye is a good person, and the gang has no objection to this.

But Shan Ye himself doesn't like to manage things, his dream is to travel all over the Black Fire Continent and see the terroirs of various places.

As the young master of the Lion Eagle Gang, this incident can only become his regret.

The six major forces, on the surface, all claim to be righteous, and the rest of the forces, if they are not friends, are all defined as enemies, and in the face of forces like them, once discovered, they will all go all out to hunt down and kill.

Shan Ye was very helpless about this, but unfortunately his identity gave him the best treatment for the whole gang, but it almost killed his ideals.

Whether it is a blessing or a curse, there has never been a clear definition.

"Big Brother Shan, Big Brother Shan!"

One of the gang members suddenly called.

"Oh, what's all the fuss?"

Shan Ye was dressed in white, waved his sleeves, and walked in the direction of the gang with a smile.

When he looked closer, Shan Ye's eyes froze.

A teenager lay on the ground, defenseless, covered in black blood, motionless.

Shan Ye squatted down and reached out to the tip of the young man's nose.

The surrounding gang looked at him nervously.

After two breaths, Shan Ye directly picked up the young man and said, "There is still breath, go, go back to the village!"

The gang behind them should have shouted in unison, dragging the corpse of a tiger beast to follow.

Their rations are these high-level alien beasts, and they usually go to nearby villages to exchange for food, but the villages are not as good as small towns or trading areas, how can there be so much food.

Therefore, the people who helped the village began the habit of catching strange beasts very early.

Such a beast the size of an adult domestic pig is enough for the entire gang of forty or fifty people to eat.

Shan Ye walked like a fly, and quickly left his subordinates behind, and the group smiled helplessly, not in a hurry, they believed that without them, the little young master would be able to protect himself well.

This year is the year of Shan Ye and the crown, and he looks more and more heroic.

Shan Ye's cultivation talent is not bad, he has always cultivated alone, and occasionally listens to the teachings of the old gang leader, and is currently a fourth-level cultivator in the Wuyuan Realm.

If it weren't for the fact that Shan Ye wasn't very interested in cultivation, I'm afraid he would have surpassed the old gang leader of the eighth layer of the Wuyuan Realm.

Shan Ye jumped over the branches, jumped onto a rock, and bounced away with his strength.

Shan Ye, who is kind by nature, can't bear to see someone injured, which can be regarded as a weakness in the cottage.

His father, the owner of the old village, often taught him that those who achieve great things are not informal.

He never took it to heart, he thought that cultivation was not just to live freely, if everything was bound, how could there be freedom.

The old village owner said that he couldn't do it, Shan Ye was not very old at that time, and he thought that Shan Ye would understand when he grew up.

Well, he managed to see it wrong.

The old village owner is still very distressed about this only son, since he is unwilling, then he is unwilling, anyway, with him as a backing, no matter what Shan Ye does wrong, he will resist.

But Shan Ye almost didn't cause trouble, which made the old village owner very sad, where did he get his sense of existence like this.

Shan Ye's white clothes were fluttering, and now his cuffs were stained with wisps of blood, he didn't care, now, he only had the idea of saving people in his heart.

In the distance, smoke curls from the cooking, and it is the women who stay in the village who are heating the fire and preparing to eat.

The Lion Eagle Gang's attitude towards women is extremely friendly, unless they betray, they can live as long as you want, as long as they usually cook on the fire.

The women in the village add up to only a dozen people, and they contract the food of the entire village.

Occasionally, girls from nearby villages would come over to play, and they would welcome them with both hands.

The Lion Eagle Gang will not force women to marry their people, they pay attention to everything according to fate, and when fate arrives, then the whole village will have a wedding in a beautiful manner, and before fate arrives, then everything will be as usual. The previous generation of gang leaders of the Lion Eagle Gang said that they are blood-stained characters with knives, and they can't be seen one day, so they can't be widowed as soon as they get married.

Shan Ye rushed into the village like a wind and shouted: "Aunt Mo, there is a brother injured here, come and take a look!"

"Eh, Xiaoshan is back, which brother is injured, it won't be a pony again, right?"

The cottage battlefield is not small, and it also has the appearance of a village, surrounded by a circle of stone houses, which is their base camp.

A woman of about forty turned out from behind a stone house, and hurriedly beckoned when she saw Shan Ye.

This woman named Aunt Mo has a little cultivation with the help of the owner of the village, but she only has the appearance of the third layer of the Nayuan Realm, and she definitely can't be used as a combat force.

Aunt Mo worked in a medical hall when she was young and learned a lot of medical things, and the old doctor was also open-minded, and every time she used her skills, she did not shy away from Aunt Mo, so Aunt Mo's medical attainments were already extremely superb in a place like a cottage.

When the old doctor died, she returned to her village.

Because of her proximity to the Lion Eagle Gang, she often came over to help.

The doctor is benevolent, every time she sees the injured person, she can't wait for the other party to get better immediately, and whenever someone is injured, she will think about it for a long time.

Everyone in the village knew that Aunt Mo was good to them, and when Aunt Mo was broken, the injured gang members just smirked and didn't speak.

Two years later, Aunt Mo married Mo Wushi, the second-in-command of the gang, so she was called Aunt Mo.

After Aunt Mo got married, she also moved over and became a doctor of the Lion Eagle Gang.

Just for this reason, Aunt Mo's identity is even much higher than that of Shan Ye.

After picking up the young man, Aunt Mo carried her back to the stone house, put her on the grass bed to check her pulse, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it should be too much physical exertion." But, you kid, which kid is this, you kidnapped it?"

Shan Ye smiled embarrassedly, "What's the matter, hey, I'm going to help, Aunt Mo takes care of this little brother, I'm leaving." ”

After speaking, he didn't give Aunt Mo time to stop, turned around and ran away with a cigarette, but he had always been resistant, and while Aunt Mo was taking care of Qingying, he still slipped away.

Aunt Mo glanced at Qingying, touched Qingying's face with some distress, and sighed: "Alas, why is this child so bitter......"

Aunt Mo is also from the village, and at a glance she can see the hard cocoon on Qingying's hands that has not been polished away, which is left by Jiao Lao all the year round.

Aunt Mo called, "Fluttershy, you happen to be here, come and get some water to wipe this kid and let him rest well, and when he wakes up, I'll ask the stinky boy." ”

After speaking, Aunt Mo walked out.

After a while, a young woman entered, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a delicate figure, dressed in cloth, her hair pulled up, and brown eyes.

The woman put the water on the ground, gently wrung out the handkerchief in her hand, and put it on Qingying's face to wipe it carefully.

After wiping her face, the woman was slightly stunned, Qingying's appearance and temperament after a series of transformations were not inferior to some Tianjiao.

There is still some childishness on the little face, and the face that is revealed after being wiped is still a little pale.

The woman couldn't help pinching Qingying's little face, and then her face turned red.

"Well, what am I doing here...... This is a friend of the young master......"