"I'm ......" Jian Fengyun struggled to stand up, but the next moment, a fainting feeling from the depths of his soul suddenly arose in the bottom of his heart.

"What's wrong?"

At this moment, in the depths of the Hall of Immortality, a white-haired girl and a monk in a monk's robe suddenly walked out, these two people were the princess of the Nanshan Southern Dynasty who was in retreat in the Hall of Immortality, Qin Xuan, and Xiaoxi Tianfozi, Sanguang.

They had just felt a violent tremor from the Immortal Hall at the same time, and they immediately came out to check it.

After cultivating here for more than two years, the Immortal Hall has always been very stable, and it contains the origin of the law for them to comprehend and cultivate, and the Immortal Hall can independently absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the void, and it is more than enough for them to cultivate.

For more than two years, their strength had reached the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm, and they were only one step away from the Spirit Monarch Realm.

However, since the retreat in the Immortal Palace, the Immortal Temple had never seen such a tremor as it did today, so they reacted immediately and walked out to check the situation.

Jian Fengyun fell unconscious at the door of the main hall, his consciousness asleep.

"What's wrong with him?" Qin Xuan's white hair on her face moved slightly, her beautiful eyes wrinkled slightly, she had seen Sword Fengyun a few times in the Immortal Hall for several years, but there was no time when Jian Fengyun came in in such a coma.

"The master was chased and killed by the Holy Realm powerhouse, and the Holy Realm powerhouse broke the void and bombarded the Immortal Hall directly, and the Immortal Hall could not completely resist that person's attack, so the master suffered the damage." The eyes of the Black Dragon Soul dragon flashed with worry.

If it is said that at the beginning, the soul of the black dragon recognized Jian Fengyun as the main one just to let him absorb the power of the Origin Law of the Immortal Hall so that he could break the seal of the Immortal Palace, but after a long time, he suddenly found that the master of Jian Fengyun was outstanding, even if it was a proud dragon clan, but every time he was still shocked by Jian Fengyun.

"Holy Realm powerhouse! He was able to escape at the hands of the saint. When Qin Xuan heard this, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his pretty face.

As the princess of the Nanshan Southern Dynasty, Qin Xuan naturally understood how big the gap between the Holy Realm and the Spirit King Zhijian was, and it was estimated that it was almost the same in terms of the difference between heaven and earth.

Hearing this news, Qin Xuan was shocked as if he had heard that an ant had escaped under the hands of a divine beast.

"I said you're a witch, do you still have any humanity, the sword boy is injured like this, but you are still surprised that he can escape from the hands of the saint powerhouse." Seeing this scene, the Sanguang Buddha had already stepped forward and walked to Jian Fengyun's side, and the gentle Buddha power gushed out in his palm, and he immediately healed Jian Fengyun.

At this time, Qin Xuan discovered that there was a huge wound behind Jian Fengyun, and the wound had penetrated into the flesh for three points, revealing the color of white bones, which was very terrifying.

"Silver blood, Sword Fengyun is not an ordinary physique." Qin Xuan frowned, and immediately stepped forward.

"I said you witch in a daze, why don't you get some healing elixir quickly, I remember that your healing elixir in the Southern Dynasty is good." The Sanguang Buddha healed Jian Fengyun's wounds, but the wounds did not improve in the slightest, and he suddenly turned to Qin Xuan and said.

"Stinky monk, are you ordering me?" Qin Xuan rolled his eyes, his gaze was cold, and he suddenly spoke.

"Miss Qin, who do you call a stinky monk? The poor monk has given you so many annual Dharmas, and you don't understand how to save a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter. The Sanguang Buddha rolled his eyes and said.

In the past two years, in addition to cultivating in the Immortal Palace, the Sanguang Buddha has been fighting with Qin Xuan and fighting with each other, and in the past two years, the two of them have also become familiar with each other.

"Just because you are still worthy of saving people's lives with me, you can win the seventh-level floating slaughter?" Qin Xuan smiled coldly on his cold face.

She didn't know about the Sanguang Buddha, and when they met for the first time in the Southern Ancient Forbidden Land, they would take her hand all the way, take advantage of her, and after arriving, they would ask her for spiritual crystal spiritual materials, how could such a brazen person be so honest and follow the Dharma.

"I said Miss Qin, what you said is not right, although she is beautiful, but she has been with the poor monk for two years, can't you still see through the kind and simple nature of the poor monk?" The Sanguang Buddha put down the sword Fengyun and injured his body, and immediately looked at Qin Xuan with a smile.

Hearing these words, Qin Xuanqiao's face suddenly turned cold, and said, "Stinky monk, what did you say, who followed you for two years?" ”

Almost at the same time, behind Qin Xuan, a cold aura suddenly gushed out, and a silver-white long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the ruthless sword path suddenly turned into a Dawson-white sword qi, the imperial power was immense, and the air around him instantly became cold, as if he was about to do it without saying a word.

"Miss Qin, why are you angry? Didn't we live together in the same room for two years? The poor monk is telling the truth. The three-light Buddha's eyes lit up and he said with a smile.

As he spoke, his eyes squinted over Qin Xuan's graceful body from time to time.

Just when the two of them were about to break out, the soul of the black dragon suddenly spoke out and said, "Okay, you two don't mess around here, it's important to save the master first." ”

The black dragon spoke in a timely manner, and the hall suddenly fell silent, in the past two years, the soul of the black dragon does not know how many times he has seen these two people bickering, and after a long time, he will naturally become familiar with it.

"Hmph, for the sake of Jian Gongzi's injury today, the poor monk won't bother with you first." The Sanguang Buddha snorted lightly, and suddenly glanced at his face.

"Feel free to take care of it." A cold light flashed in Qin Xuan's beautiful eyes, and then he spoke.

Pill Peak, in the house of the flying fish

A ripple of space fluctuated abruptly, and I saw a white-clothed figure suddenly appear from the void.

On Han Xian'er's white arm, a huge wound seemed to cover half of her arm, as if she had seen some incredible scene.

Dark red blood suddenly spread and dripped from the arm, falling on the ground, like a blooming blood-colored rose, revealing a strange beauty.

"Dean, are you alright?"

Han Mo and Han Demon took shape from the void at the same time, looking at the hideous wound on Han Xian'er's arm, and a look of worry was revealed in their eyes at the same time.

"I'm fine, I didn't expect Ouyang Xuan's strength to have broken through to the middle stage of the Holy Realm, approaching the late stage, if it weren't for the pre-refined Holy Talisman, I'm afraid it would not be easy to leave this time." Han Xian'er endured the pain in her arm, her pretty face moved slightly, her lips opened slightly, and she said, "Jian Fengyun, are you back?" ”

"Not yet." Han Demon's face sank slightly, and he suddenly spoke.

Han Mo's face also sank at the same time, it was obvious that Ouyang Xuan's strength had exceeded their expectations.

Ps: I'm not in good physical condition, and there's another chapter that can only be sent later, thank you for your understanding.

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