Cangyu Dragon flew with Long Qingyuan, it dived down, Long Qingyuan caught An Xueling, it spun around, rushed into the air, and quickly got out of the attack range of the Demon Beast.

"White Desert!" An Xueling gasped hurriedly, "He, he's still down there!" ”

Long Qingyuan said coldly: "This seat knows. ”

An Xueling closed her lips.

She knew that Long Qingyuan hated Bai Mo the most, but she asked him to save Bai Mo, he must be very angry, if she said too much, it would backfire.

The good deeds of the demon beast were interrupted again and again, as if it was crazy, crazy moves, and the ground was smashed out of one big pit after another by it, and the dust was all over the sky, not to mention being hit, even if it was only swept by the magic power it played, it would be seriously injured if it did not die.

Cangyu Dragon circled and flew quickly, looking for an opportunity, and rushed to Bai Mo's side, Long Qingyuan shook his wrist, and a long whip wrapped around Bai Mo's upper body, and was dragged by Long Qingyuan on Cangyu Dragon's back.

An Xueling breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely: "Don't thank you for your kindness, let me repay later." ”

She saw that the weapon used by the master of Wuhua Palace was the ancient artifact "Seven Absolute Whips", it is said that if the power of this whip is fully exerted, a long whip can conjure up countless whip shadows, even if it is hit by a phantom, it will be like being struck by lightning, and it will be extremely painful, and it will be seriously injured or killed.

It is estimated that only an ancient artifact like the Seven Absolute Whips can make the Demon Beast fearful, the Lord of Wuhua Palace is not a mortal after all, he really has two brushes, and even such an artifact can become his weapon.

Long Qingyuan ignored An Xueling, wearing a mask and showing no expression, he could only see his eyes cold, sharp and dignified, obviously this crisis has not passed.

"Bai Mo, are you okay?" An Xueling calmed herself down and asked.

She didn't suffer any injuries, but the yuan force in her body was pulled around, and her whole body hurt, and she was fine when she recovered.

Bai Mo's face was as pale as paper, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he shook his head, and didn't say anything.

The wound on the right side of his waist was still bleeding out, and the pain made his face pale, but he didn't say a word, and he was stoic enough.

An Xueling complained silently, pretending to be dumb one by one, how much does this dislike her and ignore it? "Bai Mo, I have wound medicine here, I'll help you take a look at the wound."

"I can do it myself." Bai Mo took the medicine bottle in An Xueling's hand, pulled up his clothes, poured some medicine powder into the wound, and did not bandage it, which was considered to be the treatment of the injury.

An Xueling was anxious: "How can you do this?" The bleeding hasn't stopped, let me see! ”

Boom, boom, the thunder that had just subsided for a while suddenly intensified, as if the strength that had been accumulated for a while had erupted at this moment, the wind was fierce, the lightning and thunder roared, the heavens and the earth were bright and dark, and the huge thunder shook people's ears and hurt, An Xueling even felt that this was the end of the world.

An Xueling's shocked head was buzzing, how could she care about Bai Mo's injury.

"When the catastrophe is at its worst, I can't leave." Long Qingyuan said in a deep voice.

An Xueling was taken aback, and was shocked to find that countless demon beasts and demonic beasts were pouring from all directions, flying in the sky, running underground, densely packed, and innumerable, as if all the demons in the world had poured out.

"They, how did they all come in?" An Xueling's voice trembled.

This is too terrifying, completely beyond her imagination, when the catastrophe is at its most powerful, they are all concentrated in one place, do they want to unite the power of all demons and fight together?

Long Qingyuan glanced at An Xueling coldly: "Because of you." ”

"Me?" An Xueling looked dazed, "My cultivation?" ”

A sharp flash flashed in Bai Mo's eyes, followed by sadness, and then calmed down.

Cangyu Dragon suddenly flew sideways, An Xueling was completely defenseless, if it wasn't for Long Qingyuan holding her, she could have fallen from the air, and said in shock: "What, what's wrong?" ”

"The demons teamed up to create an enchantment, and they can't get out." Long Qingyuan simply collected the Cangyu Dragon, and the three of them landed, and the demons rushed to this side.

As soon as An Xueling raised the sword, he was about to step forward.

It's a big deal to fight to the death, since these demons were all recruited by her, she always has to take responsibility and can't do nothing.

"Look for death!" Long Qingyuan dragged An Xueling back, pushed it into Bai Mo's arms, and with a movement of his mind, Yuanyang covered it with a dazzling white light, "Huh", and came to him.

An Xueling's eyes widened: Wuhua Palace Master still has magic weapons?

That's awesome, isn't it?

It's no wonder that he can become the palace master of Wuhua Palace, and he really can't sit in such a high position without any housekeeping skills and magic weapons.

Long Qingyuan's right hand pointed at the Zhongyuan Yang Cover with two fingers, pouring his own Yuan power into it.

The Yuanyang cover grew bigger and thinner, and the feeling became thinner and thinner, enough to envelop the three of them, Long Qingyuan let out a low shout of "seal", "bang", and a protective shield condensed by a powerful air flow was formed around the three of them, and all the demons were isolated.

An Xueling was deeply shocked, looking at Long Qingyuan in a daze, not knowing what she thought, her eyes became extremely complicated.

The reason why this protective shield is indestructible is because Long Qingyuan used his own cultivation to urge the energy of the Yuan Yang Shield itself, and if his Yuan Power is exhausted, the protective shield will automatically disappear.

Because the demon couldn't attack, he suffered the catastrophe of the thunder for life, and he was so angry that he frantically attacked the protective cover, and through such a thin layer, countless lights and shadows collided and were bounced off, which was brilliant and dazzling.

However, no matter how brilliant it is, it is also the light of death, no matter how high Long Qingyuan's cultivation is, so many demons attack at the same time, it is impossible for him to support it for too long.

But he stood still.

His not so strong body was like a mountain at this time, and the Yuan Force disappeared from his body like flowing water, but he didn't move at all, making An Xueling feel at ease and ...... that he had never felt before Guilty.

This should have been her calamity, but she wanted Long Qingyuan to protect her like this, what she owed him was that she couldn't pay it off in this life?

The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation was coming to an end, and after the eighty-one thunderbolts fell, almost no demons could resist, because they couldn't get An Xueling's Yuan Force, although they were angry, they were helpless, and they could only retreat in embarrassment, and the magic power that was scattered could only be achieved by cultivating from scratch again.

Slowly, the dark clouds dispersed, the wind stopped, the sun reappeared, and the heavens and the earth were quiet.

Long Qingyuan fell silently.

"Palace Master!" An Xueling hugged Long Qingyuan hard, but she was still brought down by him, but she never let go, hugging tightly, "Palace Master, you can't be fine, Palace Master!" ”

The last cry came out, and An Xueling's tears also fell in a loud voice.

She knew that she owed him, and she could only repay it slowly in the future.

Long Qingyuan's eyes were closed, his breath was weak, his body trembled slightly, his yuan power was almost exhausted, and his current situation was very bad.