"I, Wang Hongliang, have been crisscrossing the western border for decades, and the strong people of Huayuan have killed me, but I didn't expect to be broken by you, a little baby who has not dried up. ”

The golden light dissipated into the thick darkness, and the bell was obliterated by the roar of the distant beasts. Wang Hongliang's face was as blue as iron, and he jumped forward with a gloomy expression.

On the right arm, blood was dripping, and the bones and flesh were shocking.

"Don't come here, don't hurt Childe. Qing'er hugged Feng Yi and glared at the darkness in front of her.

However, there was only darkness in front of her, and the sound of "dong dong" after Wang Hongliang jumped to the ground, where could she see the figure of a strong enemy?

The little girl was so anxious that she burst into tears, tears sliding down her cheeks and dripping on Feng Yi's face, evoking the last trace of clarity left in his confusion.

"You...... Why are you back again?"

Before the words could land, a mouthful of stuffy blood had spurted out of his mouth and nose.

Qing'er couldn't see his face, but she could smell the blood, and she could also hear the weakness in her son-in-law's words.

Her body trembled, and she cried: "Qing'er can't leave her son behind, and escape alone." ”

Feng Yi shook his head and sighed, at this time, if he wanted to blame Qing'er for being ignorant, he had no chance.

Wang Hongliang was like a god of death, slowly approaching, and the shadow of death seemed to cover Feng Yi's body at any time.

At this moment, in the depths of the Spirit Mist Mountain Range in the northwest direction, another angry roar of an extremely angry beast sounded.

The tail note lasted for a long time, shattering the dark clouds in the sky, and the moon hiding behind the dark clouds trembled in shock.

The cold moonlight accompanied by the flickering and shaking starlight sprinkled on the world, spreading on Qing'er's body.

Visible to the naked eye, dots of silver rays converged towards her thin body like a stream, as if she was inspired.

The night breeze blew, and the heavy smell of blood was permeated.

Wang Hongliang was stunned and said suspiciously: "Huh, demon beast, no, you are a merman?"

His left hand was raised high, the halberd was pointed at Qing'er, his fingertips seemed to tremble uncontrollably, and the gloomy expression on his face was suddenly blown away by the night wind, turning into a touch of excitement and excitement from the bottom of his heart.

"Shark, you little girl turned out to be a shark. ”

Feng Yi heard it clearly, and his heart became suspicious, "Qing'er is a merman, what is he so excited about?"

Thoughts raced, and suddenly something came to mind.

The demon beast has an inner pill, which contains the essence of the demon beast's body, which can be used in medicine and refined into a Juyuan Pill of various grades that can be promoted and cultivated.

It can also be used to refine into exotic treasures, borrowing the demon beast essence in it to exert a powerful divine power that is enough to destroy the world.

There are thousands of monsters in the world, all of which are different, and the role of Neidan is also different.

Among them, the Shark Inner Pill is the most specific, because the Shark Clan's Inner Pill is not only a demon beast Inner Pill, but also a natural elixir, which can be swallowed directly without refining and boiling.

The juvenile merman Neidan can prolong life for one age. Adult mermaid Neidan, the longest can prolong the life of one jiazi.

And there is not the slightest side effect.

The merman Neidan is also known as the shark pearl, and there is another name among human cultivators, called 'fighting for the destiny of heaven'.

Fighting with the sky, it shows the mystery of the shark pearl.

It is precisely because of the longevity extension effect of the shark bead that the shark tribe has become the primary hunting target of those Xuan cultivators who are about to end their life.

Over the past 10,000 years, the number of mermaids has become more and more scarce, and to meet such a merman as Qing'er in this remote western realm, Wang Hongliang should naturally be excited, and he should naturally be excited.

Thinking about this, Feng Yi suddenly relied on his strength, struggled to stand upright, and stood in front of Qing'er with his head held high.

The long sword on his chest was still there, and the blood was still flowing endlessly as if he didn't want money, he didn't realize it, he only stiffened his not very strong body, protecting the little girl behind him.

"With me here, you don't want to move a single hair. ”

Feng Yi gritted his teeth and thought secretly: "Even if you desperately damage Shouyuan, you must forcibly urge the secret technique of burning blood, and you must not let this old puppet kill Qing'er, and then disembowelment and take her shark pearls." ”

Wang Hongliang sneered, "Little miscellaneous, don't pretend to be strong." The deity knows how you are injured. Hmph! It's not that the deity is exaggerating, now just standing here and not moving, let you do it, do you still have the strength to do it?"

What he said is true, Feng Yi really has no strength. Being able to stand up straight, he had already exhausted the last bit of strength in his body.

At this time, if it weren't for Qing'er supporting him in the back, he was afraid that his legs would have weakened and he would fall to the ground again.

"What should I do?

Feng Yi stared in contemplation, and at a glance, he saw that Wang Hongliang was holding a small golden bell in his left hand.

Thinking about the golden light and the bell that suddenly appeared just now, I thought that this thing should be an extremely powerful defensive treasure.

With this secret treasure in his hand, the sword qi emitted by the sword diagram may not be able to hurt him.

But if you don't use the sword diagram, what other way can you hurt the enemy?

Thinking about it, Wang Hongliang had already jumped forward again and came to a foot in front of him.

The roar of the distant heavenly beasts was tumbling, and the rumbling sound caused by the beast tide had been rolled from far and near.

Feng Yi speculated that the beast tide was less than three hundred miles away from his location.

"Take advantage of the beast tide and look for an opportunity to break through?"

Not to mention how long it will take for the beast tide to arrive, how can I have more than enough to try to survive in that raging beast tide? Not to mention protecting Qing'er.

Headache, weakness, more and more confused thinking, it seems that if you think for a while and a half, you can't hold on to the clarity in your mind and faint.

At this time, he couldn't faint, Feng Yi could only continue to grit his teeth and insist.

Qing'er's voice sounded behind him, "Childe...... Qing'er stopped him, you go first. ”

She deliberately lowered her voice, but what kind of cultivation was Wang Hongliang? How could she not hear it?

Without waiting for Feng Yi to speak, he sneered: "The little girl's heart to protect the lord is commendable, but do you really think that you have the ability to stop the deity?"

Qing'er gritted her teeth and stepped forward, "How can you know if you don't try?"

Feng Yi pulled her back behind him, and with a movement of his left hand, he pulled the long sword inserted in his left chest, and immediately bared his teeth in pain.

Qing'er was in a hurry, and tears fell again, "Childe, go quickly, Qing'er can hold him back." ”

Feng Yi shook her head and smiled bitterly, she is a little girl who has no cultivation at all, what can she use to block the power of Tongxuan?

Even if the other party is seriously injured.

At this moment, Wang Hongliang suddenly attacked, turned into an afterimage, and rushed to Feng Yi's body.

The left fist clenched and slammed into Feng Yi's chest.

Feng Yi had been guarding against the other party's sudden attack, and when he saw the black shadow attacking, he had the intention to dodge, but he was unable to control his body and react.

When it is critical, you can only push Qing'er away.

Hearing the sound of Qing'er falling into the water behind him, Feng Yi didn't have time to take out the sword diagram, and his chest was already punched.

Staggered back to the river, about to fall into the water, but saw the black shadow flashing again, Wang Hongliang had come forward again, and grabbed the long sword inserted in his left chest.

"Puff ......"

The sword was drawn from its body, and bright red blood gushed out, sliding a graceful arc in front of him.

Feng Yi didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly secretly used the secret technique of burning blood, and in an instant, a bewitching blood light rose in his eyes like a mad demon possessed.

The essence blood is burning, Shou Yuan is also burning, and the Yuan Force in the body is restless and frenzied, giving birth to a steady stream of qi power, blessing Feng Yi's flesh and blood.

The pain disappeared, Feng Yi roared angrily, flew forward, and slapped Wang Hongliang's chest with three palms in succession.

Wang Hongliang thought that Feng Yi was already mortal, but how could he have thought that he would suddenly burst out with such a strong combat power?

He was hit three times in the chest, causing serious internal injuries caused by the old man in his body, and immediately the corners of his mouth bled and he fell to the ground.

Feng Yi stepped forward with an arrow step, and was about to reach out to grab the sword, when he suddenly heard the bell ring again.

He was alarmed, and hurriedly moved sideways to the left to dodge.

The golden light swelled, like a big bell with a diameter of two feet, protecting Wang Hongliang's whole body.

He lay in the middle with his sword in his hand, and took a few breaths before he calmed down his injuries and stood upright.

With this talisman treasure, he is already in an invincible position. If Feng Yi wants to kill him again, there is no possibility.

"What should I do?"

Feng Yi hurriedly thought about countermeasures, and at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of the water raging, like a storm crashing on the shore, and it resounded violently.

Turning his head to look at the river, he saw that Qing'er had turned into a merman, and the fishtail slapped the surface of the water, rolling up a huge wave and churning.

She threw her head up to the moon and let out a piercing scream. The sound waves scattered, and the huge waves suddenly changed, turning into a three-zhang water dragon, breaking away from the river and rushing to the shore.

The dragon's head was held high and slammed into the golden bell light curtain.

"When ......"

The bell was loud and high-pitched, and its tail sound overshadowed the neighing and galloping of all beasts, echoing through the mountains.

In the flash of golden light, the water dragon dissipated and turned into a torrential rain and sprinkled on the riverbank. The golden bell shook, and a clearly visible crack opened with a "click".

Wang Hongliang's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly dropped the long sword, pinched the trick with his left hand, and urged the little remaining Yuan Force to maintain the protective body of the strange treasure.

At this time, Qing'er has completely awakened the merman bloodline. She is a demon, she has a shark bead in her body, and she was born with the immortal powers and violent demon power of the shark race.

It's just that he hasn't been cultivated the day after tomorrow, and the demonic power in the shark bead is still very unruly and untamable, and he doesn't control it.

At this time, it was forcibly triggered, and he was seriously injured by the backlash. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, staining the water on his chest red.

She turned her head to look at Feng Yi who was standing by the riverbank, and smiled lightly, poignant, "Childe, Qing'er is finally no longer your drag." ”

As soon as he spoke, the fish's tail was raised high and slammed into the water again.

The water waves are surging, and the water dragon is rushing with its head high, a total of four.

Wang Hongliang's face was like ashes, and in a hurry, he had to bite the tip of his tongue again, spurt out a mouthful of blood, and blessed it on the golden bell in his left hand.

The golden light was dazzling, and he was inside, as if he had attained the true god. However, the description is not very beautiful, and the expression is also very hideous, which spoils the atmosphere.

"When...... While...... While...... When ......"

The bell rang four times, and then shattered.

The vigor was riotous, and Feng Yi staggered back. Wang Hongliang, who was in the middle of the riot, flew backwards and fell more than ten zhang like a bird shot down by an arrow, until he hit a giant tree that was hugged by two people, and then he landed, spurting blood.

Seeing this, Feng Yi hurriedly rushed forward and prepared to mend the knife.

But at this time, suddenly there was an extremely strong demonic aura, which swept from the lower reaches of the river like an overwhelming sweep.

Feng Yi was worried about Qing'er's safety, so he quickly stopped and turned around, staring at the lower reaches of the river.

Under the moonlight, I saw a white-haired old man, wearing a dark blue robe, stepping on the waves and wearing the moon, and came by the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the old man came to Qing'er's side, and after glancing at Qing'er who was unconscious floating on the water, his expression changed, and he bent down to pick her up.

Feng Yi was in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted, "What are you doing?"

Qing'er is holding a shark bead, whether it is for Xuan Xiu or other demon beasts, it is a walking life-sustaining Xuandan.

The person who came didn't know friend or foe, so naturally he couldn't easily touch Qing'er.

Feng Yi shouted, slammed his body, and swept to the shore.

Seeing that the old man didn't care about himself, he was furious, his eyes were flooded with blood, and he jumped into the water.

The river was not as deep as he imagined, Feng Yi was down-to-earth, and the surface of the water only reached his neck.

He rushed to Qing'er's side in three or two arrows, and before the old man's hands touched Qing'er's clothes, he reached out and turned into a palm knife and slashed away diagonally.