The expression of the Seven Killing Star Monarch changed several times in an instant, making the faint uneasiness that had been suppressed in Ye Chu's heart be aroused again, although Ye Chu didn't know what this uneasiness was about, but she still couldn't help but be a little more vigilant about the actions of the Seven Killing Star Monarch.

"Ye Chu, you must do your best!" Rubbing the blood-colored jade plate with his fingers, although Ye Chu was secretly wary, he did not show any emotion on his face, and bowed his head slightly and whispered.

It was just a few words, but the shaking amplitude of the stone cave became more and more violent, the Seven Killing Star Monarch frowned fiercely, the surging killing intent on his body skyrocketed, and the already irrepressible turbulence spread, a beautiful face gloomy, with a flick of his fingers, a flashing red light wrapped around Ye Chu and rose, and suddenly, it turned into a streamer and disappeared.

In the dark, the turbulence of vitality was mixed with sharp and delicate sword intent, condensed into a terrifying storm that covered the sky and the sun, raging between heaven and earth, whistling and rolling wildly. The fierce wind suddenly stagnated, ripples swayed in mid-air, Ye Chu's figure was wrapped in a faint red light, and suddenly appeared, before she could react, the red light dissipated, and her whole person was swept into the storm, and Ye Chu, who was defenseless, was swept by the raging wind, in "Bang! With a loud bang, Ye Chu slammed face down to the ground.

"Phew! Bah! Spit out a mouthful of stuffed mud and sand, Ye Chu rubbed his face, staggered to his feet, and as soon as he stood still, Ye Chu's heart tightened, and his face changed slightly. Clenched on top of the long sword in his hand, the glittering sword light flashed and spattered.

Wipe! It turned out to be him! As soon as the scattered divine consciousness was retracted, the slightly raised long sword fell, the sword light dissipated, Ye Chu's frowning brows stretched, and the fear that filled his eyes faded, and when he raised his legs, Ye Chu kicked away the big hand that held her ankle tightly.

"Whew!" A scream of pain exploded in her ears like thunder, and a large bag suddenly bulged out on the flat ground at her feet. Ying Long, who has been re-transformed into a humanoid form. Pulled out of the ground, bringing up the dust in the sky, he hugged his wrist, jumped and shouted at Ye Chu who looked indifferent. "You ...... without a conscience"

"How are you?!" Ye Chu blinked. In Ying Long's shocked gaze. On her indifferent face, an expression of surprise suddenly appeared, and there was even a faint flash of water in the corners of her eyes. After going through hardships and hardships, he was finally able to see his relatives, and his voice was full of joy, "You have been waiting for me?!" With her outstanding acting skills, Ye Chu successfully dispelled Ying Long's suspicion that she was deliberate.

"Humph!" The arrogant Lord Ying Long tilted his head slightly, pursed his lips and said, "Lord Ben is just because he has a promise first, otherwise, who is impatient to wait for you stupid mortal here." His eyes condensed slightly on Ye Chu's pitiful face, and he turned away, muttering in his mouth, "I'm all here to keep my promises, I'm not worried about you at all, don't think too much, as an ant, if you don't stay honestly, you know that it's really ...... to cause trouble for Lord Ben."

Looking at his gray face and mud, and there are still some wounds on his body that have not healed well, I know that he is not doing well these days, and as a proud dragon clan, he would rather hide under the ground than go alone, although there is a reason for the promise, but coupled with his concerned gaze that seems to be constantly scanning her, Ye Chu's eyes eased, although this thing is irritable and arrogant, and his temperament is so bad that he can't do it, but he is a good teammate.

Thinking like this, Ye Chu's eyes became more and more relaxed, the three-point banter in the smile was dispersed, the smile on her face became real, she bowed her head at Ying Long, and said softly, "Thank you, Lord Ying Long!" ”

"It's all said, it's not because of you, so much nonsense." Ying Long waved his hand, and was blushed by Ye Chu's warm gaze, and turned his head away quite unnaturally, "Let's go, let's go, what the hell is this place, rub!" I really don't want to stay any longer. As his body shook, a huge silver dragon flashed, flapped its wings, and carefully picked up Ye Chu on the ground with one paw, and swept towards the distance.

In the midst of the surging clouds, a silver streamer loomed, and a high-pitched dragon roar fell from above the nine heavens, shattering the turbulent vitality in the sky, "Poof! Burst! In the muffled sound of explosion, this snow-bright silver light, like a long rainbow, crossed the entire sky.

Just as the dragon was wandering in the sky wantonly, ripples suddenly appeared in the endless void, "Qiang! Boom! In the poignant sound of the sword, the fragmented and dense sword intent was like a sharp sword with a substantial handle, scattering the cold and snowy light, reflecting the white expanse of a radius of dozens of zhang, and the sword light brought a sharp sound of breaking the air, with an unstoppable edge, and roared down towards the cruising Ying Long.

Raising his eyelids, he glanced lightly at the rain-like sword light that filled the sky, Ying Long lowered his eyelids carelessly, shook his head slightly, and chirped, "Hey, don't play dead, it's your turn!" Lord Ying Long, who was holding back his dissatisfaction, didn't want to talk to Ye Chu, a stupid mortal, at all.

Ever since the thing climbed on top of his head on the grounds that he needed to temper the sword yuan in order to be able to better deal with future crises, Ying Long felt that his kindness was fed to the dog, even if she proposed that the attack of the sword intent could be dealt with by her, the arrogant Lord Ying Long was still a little unhappy, as if Lord Ying Long couldn't deal with it. Hum! It's just that he has a specialization in the art industry, Lord Ying Long's heart is a little sour, he is not a sword cultivator!

Ye Chu, who was sitting on the head of Ying Long's head and refining the sword yuan, opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were as cold as a sword, looking at the sword intent that was densely knocked down like a storm, his pupils shrank slightly, and he held the long sword placed on his knees, and stood up unhurriedly.

"Boom!" The melodious sound of Qingyue's sword shattered the fierce wind whistling by, and a blood-like sword light shot out from the long sword in her hand. The scarlet sword light swept by, as if it was a fierce sword intent that could tear the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, it swept away in this heaven and earth, "Click! Click! In the burst of shattering sounds, the shattered sword intent that fell straight down was crushed and shattered by this sword light.

"Humph!" Seeing that Ye Chu easily defeated these sword intents with one sword, Ying Long snorted coldly, and his claws moved imperceptibly, secretly pinching Ye Chu's shattered sword intent into his claws. (To be continued.) )