The crystal stone returned to its place, although the soul of Chi You was scattered, and the spread of ice and snow really stopped.

After Lin Luoran set a fire far beyond his own strength level, he provoked the madness of the pseudo-saintess, and kept shouting "It's you".

However, in the end of the super-level performance, in addition to her own eyes, the more serious space in which the fire phoenix became translucent in an instant.

Lin Luoran fainted, losing control of his body, but his divine sense escaped into space. Seeing that the fire phoenix hit the pseudo-saintess at any cost, Lin Luoran sighed and blamed.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be like this, it's me who has caused you to be burdened."

Many times she put herself and the beads in danger, but she didn't think about the three beasts.

The little silverfish possessed the dragon corpse and hovered over space. Most of the attacks that the fire phoenix outputs through the spatial barrier are ineffective, otherwise they may not really be afraid of the pseudo-saint. After all, the one who had just successfully shaped her body and used ice and snow as a carrier, the fire phoenix was her natural nemesis.

It was the first time that Lin Luoran was forcibly ingested into her divine consciousness by the space, and she was worried that her body stranded outside the space would be destroyed, and after hundreds of years of hard work, she could only choose to start over.

"It's you, it's you, isn't it? Why don't you come out? ”

The pseudo-saint statue went crazy, self-destructed her image, and searched in the stone hall, not knowing what she wanted to find to prove the "you" in her mouth.

Several awakened demon beasts had already moved silently to the corner, avoiding her edge, shivering in the corner. I only hate that the Qingqiu Realm has been stripped away, it is difficult to enter the Qingqiu, and it is even more difficult to get out of the Qingqiu, unless led by the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, these demon beasts will not be able to break the boundary and boundary barriers. The lark hid his head under his arm, his brain was actually running rapidly, and when he saw Lin Luoran's three people and one fox, he fainted three, leaving only one of the weakest female cultivators, and he couldn't reverse the situation anymore.

For now, the only way to do this is to steal the injured little green fox out, and then follow it to break through the boundary and leave from Qingqiu. The lark minimized its presence, glancing at the injured fox, worried that it would not cooperate with its flawless plan.

The pseudo-saint went crazy for a while, and the person she was looking for was not found, she was disappointed and angry, and rushed to Lin Luoran, who was unconscious on the ground:

"In that case, kill your inheritor, and you'll always show up......"

She no longer wants the beads to agree, and she doesn't bother to test again and again, but at this moment, she really has a killing machine.

Bao Jia, who had been fighting with fear and fighting with himself, suddenly raised his head, and he didn't think it was just a sharp sword move. The snow sword is a five-grade magic weapon, and the full blow of the monk is enough to flatten a mountain, but the pseudo-saint didn't even look back, and grabbed the flying sword with the sword light in her backhand.

With a slight force of two thin shallot-like fingers, the blue light of the snow sword dimmed, and she discarded the flying sword casually, and there were two clear finger marks on the sword!

Raising swords with gods, the flying sword is closely related to the monk himself, Bao Jia is a sword cultivator, the flying sword was hit hard, she herself snorted, and the corners of her mouth were already overflowing with blood.

But she didn't want her to fly with the sword, the snow sword was caught and thrown out, Bao Jia had already arrived, held back the surging blood, grabbed Lin Luoran in his arms, took the opportunity to bite the tip of his tongue, and fled away in an instant with essence blood as a medium.

Blood Escape! With a method that is several times faster than the Five Elements Escape Technique, it is not difficult for a monk to learn the Blood Escape, and it is difficult to make up for the essence and blood vitality that the monk has lost after performing the Blood Escape.

Only by escaping with blood can he snatch Lin Luoran without being caught off guard by the pseudo-saintess.

Lin Luoran saw everything clearly in the space, and his heart was in a hurry, but he couldn't return to his senses.

In a burst of snow and mist, Bao Jia took her away, and the pseudo-saint snorted coldly and chased her out. The lark and several demon beasts in the stone hall looked at each other, unable to believe that they had actually picked up a life.

The lark shook his neck, boldly stepped forward and poked the little green fox snort, a little surprised, and signaled to escape with the little green fox.

Of course, you can't go outside, but you can still walk through the lark clan's tunnel. The ice chrysalis hanging upside down above the head began to melt, most of the people who had been together for hundreds of years were still alive, and the lark let go of most of his heart, not ready to risk delaying in the stone hall, and the ghost knew when the powerful woman would return.

Several beasts found the entrance to the tunnel and were about to leave, when they saw Lao Liao, who didn't know his life and death, the lark asked the bear demon to carry him on his back and went down the tunnel together.

Unaware that the tunnel was frozen in ice, the lark was confident in his intentions.

On that side, Bao Jia had already taken "Lin Luoran" across the mirror-like ice lake, hiding his figure in the snowstorm.

The pseudo-saint chased out and found many cold-hearted ice crows to inquire, and under the influence of the secretary, they all made her eyes, and she could know where the ice and snow went, and she was not worried that the two nuns would escape.

It's just that after all, if the crystal stone is put back, the ice and snow will gradually melt, and if it drags on for a long time, it will still be unfavorable to her.

The pseudo-saint reshaped the body of the former drought, born to control fire, and if it was not suppressed by the power of ice, the process of shaping her body could burn her unprotected consciousness to death. The ice and snow dispersed and had no image for her, but she just devoured and received Chi You's huge spiritual power, she felt a little overwhelmed, and the first thing she needed to solve the two little female cultivators was retreat.

She determined a direction, and in the blink of an eye, the man had disappeared in place.

…………

It must have been hundreds of miles away, right?

Bao Jia sensed that his spirit was not good, and using essence blood as a medium was really an extravagant behavior.

"What should I do?"

After trying many times, the divine sense just couldn't get out, and Lin Luoran was in a hurry.

"Don't worry, let me out."

The silverfish withdrew his worried gaze from the direction of the cabin, the fire phoenix was seriously injured this time, and I was really afraid that it would not be able to survive. Although it was worried that they and Lin Luoran had a relationship of both prosperity and loss, it still took the initiative to ask to go out.

Attached to the dragon bone, although it can produce space and has some skills of the dragon clan, such a secret method against the sky is at the cost of consuming the soul body. If it can escape by luck this time, its situation will not be easier than the current Fire Phoenix.

Lin Luoran looked at the silverfish with an anxious tail and nodded tearfully.

She only had a phantom now, and the white fairy patted her on the shoulder and gave her silent encouragement. The timber wolf also wanted to speak and stopped, and wanted to speak several times, but unfortunately it had the lowest strength, and it couldn't help at all, and it was very depressed.

"I went out with the silverfish, and with the cooperation of each other, we may not be able to escape."

After all, the White Fairy had gone through two moves under the hands of a great demon like the Black Mist Venerable, and since she could make the Black Mist Venerable enter the illusion at that time and deal with the drought, she still had some confidence.

Lin Luoran shook her head vigorously, "She has a firm mind and a strong sense of consciousness, I don't know how much she is better than the bat demon, you have no chance of winning if you go, and you may even be restrained, don't go." ”

Several phases have confirmed that the era when the pseudo-saintess came to the earth was the end of the flood famine, and she gave up the body of the drought fish, and her cultivation may be far away from the bat demon of the flood wilderness, and the divine sense is so powerful that the bat demon may not be able to catch up!

The white fairy knew the depth and no longer insisted, and the little silver fish had already broken free from the shackles of space under Lin Luoran's gaze.

It was greeted by the freezing weather and the astonished gaze of Bao Jia.

The silver dragon suddenly appeared, and the wind rose, and if he didn't swing his sword to slash it, Bao Jia's heart was good. Although it was huge, the silver dragon's eyes were very gentle, and for no reason it made Bao Jia feel at ease.

"Come on my back, and I'll take you away."

The silver dragon lowered its head, and when Bao Jia went up with Lin Luoran in his arms, it flew away in a different direction, although the speed was slower than that of the blood escape, but fortunately, it was long-lasting and stable, and it did not need to consume essence blood.

Less than a moment after the silver dragon left with the two of them, a red suit had already appeared on the snow.

The pseudo-saint appeared in place and grabbed a handful of snow.

"Did you change the direction of the wind......"

After chasing in the direction of the silver dragon's flight for a while, the residual breath in the air became thinner and thinner, and the pseudo-saintess stopped the pursuit instead.

She stood still, her consciousness stretching out like a spider's web, much faster than she did!

When she caught the anomaly, she left a divine imprint, quickly confirmed the direction of preparation, and chased after it unhurriedly.

…………

The silver dragon is not tireless, it is really the pseudo-saintess who chases too hard, so that it does not dare to relax.

I don't know how long she has been escaping, but the ice and snow on the road along the way have shown signs of melting, and it told Bao Jia about Lin Luoran's current trapped consciousness, so that she will not be too worried.

Bao Jia held Lin Luoran in one hand, and firmly grasped the silver dragon horn with the other. As I saw along the way, the Qingqiu boundary was not peaceful. The ice and snow are beginning to melt, and it seems that the animals and plants are unblocking, but with such a serious snow disaster, I am afraid that the flood will follow, which is really not optimistic.

The silver dragon found a river that began to melt ice, and his heart was a little happy.

The king of the water tribe is more powerful in the water than on the land, and without the ice and snow of the evil sect, some spells of the dragon clan can also be used by the potential of the water.

The silver dragon took Bao Jia and Lin Luoran into the water, lurked in the depths of the river, and slowly went down the river.

A layer of soft power enveloped the two of them, and Bao Jia felt the relaxation of the silver dragon, and couldn't help but relax.

Beneath the sparkling water, the freshly thawed fish look a little dull. Tiredness hit, and Bao Jia felt sleepy for a while.

Try to wake yourself up, or fall asleep unconsciously.

The gentle film of water wrapped Bao Jia and Lin Luoran, and Yinlong put the two of them at the bottom of the river to hide the breath of the two, but instead he went upstream, going upstream of the river.

The sudden aura of the dragon clan made the pseudo-saintess a little surprised, remembering the dragon tail that she glanced at a few days ago, it was estimated that it was the same dragon.

Although she didn't know how the dragon clan followed Lin Luoran to the Qingqiu Realm, the pseudo-saintess had met with it, and knew that the silver dragon flower shelves were mostly there, and she looked amazing, but she was not afraid, and chased after it at a faster speed.

She intercepted the silver dragon in the upper reaches of the river, accompanied by a trap that she spied through at a glance.

The dark tide surging under the calm river, if she gets out of the water, it will be transformed into a lot of killing machines in an instant!

The pseudo-saintess wanted to laugh a little, for the use of spiritual power, the creatures on the earth were too far behind her. Even the phantom array is useless to her, let alone these "cover-ups"?

The funny thing is that this is still a "fake dragon"!

She can clearly perceive the real soul that does not fit well with the body, and when it comes to occupying people's bodies, she has a wealth of experience that no one else can match.

The pseudo-saintess laughed contemptuously, let the underwater killing machine ignore it, and directly attacked with spiritual power, trying to force out the soul body that was not quite compatible with the dragon body - and then, naturally, it was devoured!

The spiritual power broke through the water, not making any waves, but firmly locked the dragon body.

The little silverfish struggled again and again, and the pseudo-saintess at this moment, in addition to her own spiritual power, also devoured Chiyou's power, and the little silverfish was trapped in the dragon's body and couldn't fully exert it. Under the advantages of the other, the little silverfish was forced out of the dragon body...... Without the protection of the dragon's body, in just a few breaths, it had to be as soulless as Chiyou.

Reluctantly, the little silverfish was instantly retracted by the beads with an irresistible force. The dragon corpse lost its support, turned back into a white skeleton, and fell into the surging river, where it was instantly submerged by the waves.

"So you're hiding there!"

The pseudo-saint girl went down the river in the direction where the little silverfish's aura disappeared, and found the two people hiding underwater without accident.

"Now, where else can you escape?"

The two of them were pulled up from the water, and frosty flames erupted from the palms of the pseudo-saintess, enveloping the two of them in an instant.

When the gentle layer of water evaporates, the two are burned alive.

"Don't ......"

Lin Luoran can clearly see everything that happens outside in the space, she already has a primordial god in the Yuan Infant stage, and it is not lifeless that her body is destroyed, but Bao Jia in the Dan period, without a baby, has no way to take it away, let alone transfer to the Yuan Shen like a white fairy, Bao Jia will die!

"Don't... Don't die..."

Lin Luoran's eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't do anything about what happened outside the space.

She remembered that in the hospital that year, Bao Jia was like this in front of her, and as a monk, she couldn't stop her friend's life loss from draining. After hundreds of years, advanced primordial infants, she still has to watch Bao Jia die in front of her?!

"Let me out, I'm going out!"

Lin Luoran's teary eyes were hazy and she was turning around, the thick fog at the edge of the space gently rebounded her, she knew that the space took the initiative to ingest her Yuan Shen to save her, but now she only felt that the space had become a cage that imprisoned her, and would make her and her best friend forever separated!

"Let me out, I don't want the beads......"

The water layer is getting thinner and thinner, and the helplessness and despair make the Yuan Shen, who was still very fragile in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, extremely weak, and the lack of a sense of survival makes "Lin Luoran" feel like he will be blown away by the breeze at any time.

After more than 300 years of practice, after several great changes, the whereabouts of relatives are unknown, and even the best friends who have been so hard to find will be lost again? The monk has the ability to be a hundred times more powerful than mortals, and he can cut through the red dust, which corresponds to the emotional ups and downs that are a hundred times more violent than those of mortals. For monks who pursue the Heavenly Dao, this kind of violent emotional ups and downs is precisely the most deadly.

She heard a heavy sigh in a trance, which made her find a channel to vent her grievances, and she didn't care about crying loudly, there were no tears in the spirit, and the hoarse tears were all born from the heart.

On the second floor of the cabin, the pages of the "Book of the Great Avenue" on the table were blown by the wind, and someone in the book sighed:

“…… It's a little more headstrong than ever. ”