The spaceship flew south along the scale river, and after flying for half an hour, the river turned eastward, and the young god ordered the spacecraft to continue south. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The young man lay on the side of the boat, squinting his eyes and basking in the sun, looking happy and carefree.

The maid who was sitting quietly next to him silently poured him a cup of tea.

It was Qiongzhu.

This time when she came out with the boy, she rarely put away the snake's tail and turned into a gentle maidservant image, which was a little unrecognizable.

The rainforest under the boat resembles a sea of green trees, and the wind blowing through the forest is refreshing and clear.

Lin Jinbao picked a bunch of grapes, his feet were on the stone table, eating grapes without spitting out the grape skins, eating grapes or not spitting out the grape skins.

It didn't take long for Song Duan and Ning Hanqiu to frown at the same time.

In front, there are traces of aura fluctuations.

Not only that, but the mana of the person who released the aura was very powerful, and the aura released was already in a state of violent collapse.

Could it be that someone fought because of the competition for the magic weapon that was summoned by the streamer?

There seems to be no other explanation than this reason.

The god lord of the Dragon Prison was sitting nearby, and the hunting spirit had just begun, when some guests fought over the gifts he had given.

Song Duan endured the embarrassment and said in a deep voice: "Go and have a look." ”

Ning Hanqiu turned the direction of the spaceship, and it didn't take long for a combat area with a radius of hundreds of zhang to appear in front of everyone.

As if they had been ravaged by a hurricane, all the trees had been uprooted, some smashed outside the combat zone, some had been torn to dust by unknown forces.

There are no plants growing in the area, and it's a mess.

It is indeed a sign after the aura has gone berserk.

Right in the center of the combat zone, a white figure fell to the ground, a large patch of dried blood on its dress.

It's a woman, and at the moment, I don't know whether she is dead or alive.

Dozens of feet away from the woman, there was a man in black who maintained his hands and feet and crawled out.

A long, thick trail of blood dragged out of the dirt behind him, and his stiff hands were bruised, and he still maintained the posture of crawling forward with the dirt, apparently dead.

Everyone on the spaceship was a little stunned when they saw this scene.

Judging by the man's dead state, the battle had been over for at least two hours.

However, the scorched earth under his feet was still filled with a strong and unfinished aura.

Terrible and shocking.

What kind of person is so powerful that he has left such a strong trace of spiritual power on this land.

The people on the spaceship can be said to be the disciples of the top Xiuzhen Sect on the Tianyan Continent, and they have seen a lot of knowledge with their elders on weekdays, but they have never seen such a tragic battle situation.

This is a fight to the death between masters.

Song Duan's complexion changed a few times, and he nodded to Yue Jiaojiao, "I'll go down and take a look." ”

Yue Jiaojiao frowned, "Senior brother!"

I want to tell him not to meddle in things, but I can't talk about it.

Song Duan, who is in the Wuwei Sword Ju, is the most dignified and upright person among the young disciples of this generation, because he is the senior brother of all sword cultivators, so he is very strict in both cultivation and self-holding.

Such a thing happened in front of him, so naturally he couldn't sit idly by.

Lin Jinbao spit out the grape seeds in his mouth, "I'm with you." ”

The spacecraft stopped in the combat zone, and Lin Jinbao jumped off the ship first.

Song Duan followed.

The god lord stood by the spaceship and looked out coldly, pursing his lips, his expression a little gloomy.

Only he and Qiongzhu were left on the boat. He turned his head sideways and smiled at Qiongzhu, and said softly, "Do you think that the woman on the ground is familiar?"

With so many people approaching, the woman in white lying in the combat zone remained motionless.

Lin Jinbao was a foot away from her, frowning.

The breath on this woman's body inexplicably displeased him.

Song Duan leaned over and carefully straightened her. Probe the sniff, still alive.

It's just that the aura is overconsumed, and he is seriously injured and very weak.

Song Duan fed her a Taihe Heyuan Pill, and said to Yue Jiaojiao and the others, "It's from the Wu clan." ”

That has nothing to do with the monks of Tianyan.

She had her eyes closed, her face was delicate and beautiful, her face was stained with blood, and she didn't look very old, but she didn't expect to have such a high level of cultivation.

"I wonder if Lord Divine Lords have denied this woman?" Song Duan said.

The young man of the Divine Lord didn't speak, standing far away from the crowd, but this did not prevent him from seeing the face of the woman in Song Duan's arms clearly.

Sure enough, it was her. Not dead, but it seems to be dying.

She actually had such an embarrassing day, except for the secret pleasure, that is...... Faint fear.

…… She's not dead yet.

"Who are you?" Coldly, the woman in Song Duan's arms spoke.

The voice was calm and cold, and there was no weakness to be heard except for a slight hoarseness.

Song Duan was taken aback and lowered his eyes to look at her, her eyes were still tightly closed, but she was obviously awake.

"Below is the sword cultivator of the Wuwei Sword Residence, what does the girl feel now?"

"Wuwei Sword House...... Very good. ”

She pushed Song Duan away and sat up alone.

If she was in a coma, she was just an ordinary and weak woman, which made people feel pity. The current woman suddenly gave birth to a terrifying and cold dark aura on her body.

People don't dare to approach at will.

And it seemed that as she woke up, the vast forests nearby became agitated.

By now, everyone would be able to recognize her.

This kind of aura has just been seen at the festival not long ago.

Even if you don't recognize this woman's face, you will never forget her aura.

With his eyes closed, the high priest still accurately found the location of the god lord and sneered slightly.

"Don't you recognize me?"

The young man's face showed a panic on his face, "No, no, I'm just, I was scared for a while...... High Priest, why are you here? and ......"

The smile on the corner of the woman's mouth became more and more mocking, Jiang Xiran...... It's amazing......

As soon as he made a move, he wanted her life.

She coughed, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth, and wiped it off casually, and there was no pain on her face.

The young priest crouched down in front of her, carefully covering her eyes with a Supa.

"Send me back to the Hall of Eternal Life. She said lightly.

The boy's movements paused abruptly.

"What's the matter? You appeared in this place, aren't you going to the Hall of Eternal Life?"

"No, no, no, I'm just hunting spirits around here with a few friends, not going to the Hall of Eternal Life......," the young man explained in a panic.

"Since it's not far away, it doesn't hurt to go there. You don't want me to sit on the floor and heal, do you?"

“…… Well. ”

Lin Jinbao frowned. Lin Guo told him before leaving, to keep a low profile and not to cause trouble.

Low-key, by no means means to follow the god lord and high priest of the Divine Dragon Prison to a place called the Hall of Eternal Life.

And this woman almost died here for some reason, who knows if she will be angry.

He said lightly, "Since this is the case, let's bother Senior Brother Ning to send the Divine Lord and the High Priest, the opportunity is rare, let's continue to hunt spirits, let's separate." (To be continued.) )