As soon as they heard a voice in the air, everyone looked up at the sky.

Especially Bei Mingxue and the others, who were already desperate, hurriedly opened their eyes, and their eyes were instantly full of hope.

"Brother Wang Yan—"

"Boss—"

"Brother Wang Yan—"

Everyone calls for different names, but the different names refer to the same person. The tone contained the same excitement.

As everyone looked up, they saw a young man standing in the middle of the air.

The young man's face was smooth and fair, with angular coldness, dark and deep eyes, glowing with charming color, a high nose, thick eyebrows, and a sense of coldness all over his body.

This is none other than Wang Yan who Bei Mingxue and others have been thinking about for a long time.

As soon as he saw Wang Yan, Abe San couldn't help but shiver all over his body, and immediately a cold chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Yan didn't look at Abe Sanyi at all, his body shook, fell down in an instant, flew to Bei Mingxue's side, stretched out his arms, and hugged Bei Mingxue from the waves in his arms; Walk alone in the fairy dust.

Feeling Wang Yan's warm embrace, a trace of happiness and warmth immediately appeared on Bei Mingxue's face.

Although her face was still a little pale, the color of happiness and warmth made her cheeks a little rosy.

"Brother Wang Yan, I'm not dreaming, is this really you?"

Bei Mingxue stared at Wang Yan tightly, her eyes didn't even dare to blink, for fear that in the blink of an eye, Wang Yan in front of her would disappear, and she would return to that cold reality.

Wang Yan nodded vigorously, with a heartache in his eyes, and said softly: "Xue'er, it's me who made you suffer." ”

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Bei Mingxue smiled slightly, used all her strength, raised her right hand, and gently stroked Wang Yan's face.

Bei Mingxue's cold right hand, after feeling the temperature on Wang Yan's face, she finally laughed, that smile was like a flower, it was really like a plum blossom blooming in the cold winter of ice and snow, stunning the four seats.

"Brother Wang Yan, it turns out that it's really you." Bei Mingxue's right hand hung down weakly, and immediately curled up in Wang Yan's arms like a kitten.

In Wang Yan's arms, it is her safest home.

Wang Yan glanced at the North Stygian Snow in his arms again with a heartache, and then shook his body, and instantly came to the side of the giant carpet, and gently placed the Northern Stygian Snow next to Wang Tongrui.

Wang Tongrui glanced at Wang Yan gratefully, and immediately hugged Bei Mingheng in his arms.

Wang Yan glanced at Ouyang Feiting, who was looking at him with joy on her face, and said, "Feiting, wait for me to come back." ”

Ouyang Feiting immediately nodded vigorously.

Wang Yan's gaze swept towards Wu Xie, Hu Wei and the others on the huge carpet one by one, and then turned to leave.

Although Wang Yan didn't say anything, just a glance at him, everyone seemed to have eaten Hu Wei's mushrooms, and suddenly all of them had strength again.

Wang Yan turned around, flew in front of Bei Mingheng, raised his hand, scooped Bei Mingheng out of the icy seawater, and then turned around and put Bei Mingheng on the little wolf that had been following behind him.

After Wang Yan appeared just now, because Abe San no longer issued orders, the army of the scum demon clan stopped attacking.

Although a small number of scum demon clans still wanted to sneak attack Wang Yan from behind, they were all swallowed by the little wolf.

Therefore, the current scum demon clan looked at Wang Yan from a distance, and no one dared to come forward at all.

After Wang Yan put Bei Mingheng on the little wolf, when he saw Bei Mingheng in front of him, his whole body was soaked, and his pale beard and hair were knotted into strands one by one.

Because the power of the magic pattern was exhausted and he had been immersed in the sea water for too long, Bei Mingheng's face turned blue and he looked even older.

Wang Yan's heart ached, in Wang Yan's mind, Bei Mingheng was omnipotent every day.

But today, in order to find himself, Bei Mingheng turned out to be so miserable.

Wang Yan hurriedly raised his hand, and the palm of his right hand pressed on Bei Mingheng's chest, and he was about to inject the power of the demon pattern into Bei Shenheng's body; Summon the Immortals.

However, Bei Mingheng hurriedly raised his hand, grabbed Wang Yan's wrist with his cold and old hand, and then said in a low voice: "No! ”

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Bei Mingheng in confusion.

I heard Bei Mingheng say in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "Wang Yan, the enemy here is too strong, just with your Demon Emperor's cultivation, it is not bad to be able to protect yourself, so don't waste the power of the Demon Pattern on my body." You don't have to worry about me, find a way to take Xue'er and Feiting and escape from here. I'll stop you from the enemy. ”

After that, Bei Mingheng was about to struggle to turn over and get off the little wolf's body.

Hearing this, Wang Yan's eyes suddenly moistened.

He hurriedly pressed Bei Mingheng back on the little wolf's back with a strong force, and said, "Big brother, don't worry, not only will I save you all today, but I will also let them repay all the debts just now." ”

Bei Mingheng's whole body was weak at this time, and he was forced to press on top of the little wolf by Wang Yan, and he was immediately anxious.

He hurriedly said, "Wang Yan, don't think that you can beat them with a Saint-level demonic beast. They're ......."

Before Bei Mingheng finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned, and looked blankly at Wang Yan's palm pressed on his chest.

At this time, Wang Yan's palm had already pressed on the upward direction of Bei Mingheng, and at this time, the power of the demon pattern was injected into Bei Mingheng's body.

With the injection of the power of the magic pattern, I saw that a wave of hot air rose from Bei Mingheng's body in an instant, drying all his cold clothes and hair.

At the same time, Bei Mingheng's weakened body also recovered in an instant.

At this time, the look of surprise on Bei Mingheng's face had reached the extreme.

No one else understood why Bei Mingheng was surprised, only he knew.

Because he felt that the power of the magic pattern that Wang Yan injected into his body was unexpectedly long, endless, and even surpassed compared to himself.

This shows that Wang Yan has already reached the existence of the Demon Saint!

Breaking the emperor and entering the sainthood is a barrier for demon cultivators, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to cross.

When Wang Yan left Wanghai City, he was just the cultivation of the Demon Emperor.

Unexpectedly, in just a few months, he actually broke through to the existence of the Demon Saint.

At that moment, Bei Mingheng was ecstatic, and for a while he forgot to stop Wang Yan from injecting him with the power of the magic pattern.

After a long time, Bei Mingheng finally came to his senses, he hurriedly stopped Wang Yan's hand and said, "It's okay, don't waste your magic power, Brother Wang Yan, now that you have this cultivation, with Xue'er and Feiting, you have the hope of escaping." ”

Wang Yan slowly raised his palm from Bei Mingheng's chest, smiled at Bei Mingheng, and said, "Big brother, I just said that today I must let them repay their blood debts." Don't worry, I'll leave it to me. ”

After that, Wang Yan patted Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan immediately humped Bei Mingheng back to the giant carpet.

At this time, Wang Yan walked a few steps slowly, raised his head, and looked coldly at Abe San in the distance.

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