Qing Yanran's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, she guessed that this emotion must have been brought to her by Chu Tianjiao. But this is too unbelievable!

Chu Tianjiao wants to bring her this kind of emotion, unless the artistic conception is much stronger than her.

But Chu Tianjiao's strength ...... Her strength is obviously much stronger than Chu Tianjiao! The artistic conception is self-evident, and she is also stronger than Chu Tianjiao!

Why was Chu Tianjiao able to bring this emotion to her?

Qing Yanran was puzzled.

Chu Tianjiao was covered by this sad emotion at the moment, and he was tortured to death.

The feeling of sadness permeated the whole body, as if he had just experienced the loss of his beloved, and there was an urge to isolate himself from the world.

Chu Tianjiao knew that this was the feeling of the long sword mark left on his body by the most affectionate and profound saint at the beginning.

Depressed and uncomfortable.

After doing this, he obviously felt that the artistic conception in his Yuan Dan was a little thicker.

He kind of understood why Dao Zun was shocked away. Although Dao Zun is a peerless powerhouse, the artistic conception left by the saint is an existence that he can touch.

Although the artistic conception of the saint saved her life, she was also contaminated with a deeper artistic conception of the saint.

It seems that he is one step closer to being lost in the artistic conception of a saint.

I'm afraid it won't be long before I will end up with the same fate as that half-step saint.

The tears in Chu Tianjiao's eyes rained down.

Qing Yanran stood aside and looked at Chu Tianjiao strangely, she finally looked at Chu Tianjiao.

Although she was very disgusted with this young man who had done bad things to her, she did not take him to heart, for him, this young man was just a passerby, destined to have no intersection.

She doesn't even have the heart to revenge, in her cognition, she is just a waste scum scum.

From the last time he was in the small dry ruins, he felt that this young man was magical, and there was a mysterious aura on his body, and this time it was the same, so she had to look at this young man squarely.

Especially this time, he was able to shock Daozun back and escape.

Although she didn't know how this teenager did it, she knew that if the news spread, it would definitely shock the world.

What kind of character is Dao Zun, it was a terrifying existence thousands of years ago!

Qing Yanran looked at Chu Tianjiao, thinking that this guy was powerless three years ago, but now he has reached this point.

Although it is not very strong, in a small place like Loucheng, it is already very unnatural to be able to get to this point.

Qing Yanran wanted to open her mouth to ask how Chu Tianjiao forced Dao Zun to retreat, but after all, she still wanted to stop talking. He took out a healing pill from his arms and swallowed it in his abdomen, and his originally pale face instantly flushed a lot.

Carefully pick up the colorful silk fragments on the ground and put them in his arms.

The materials forged by the colorful mixed silk are precious, and even if they are scrapped, these materials are still priceless.

It's just that thinking of such an anti-heaven treasure, it was wasted like this, she still couldn't help but feel pain.

Chu Tianjiao took a few steps forward, and suddenly, his face was difficult to see.

Qing Yanran was also just about to take a step, but she turned around and fled.

A group of dried corpses, in the blink of an eye, came to the two of them.

Among the dried corpses, a middle-aged man, like the previous Dao Zun, was dull and dull, with empty eyes, obviously also a corpse spirit.

"Xuan Daozi?" Qing Yanran's face turned pale, and she spit out three words with difficulty.

Xuan Daozi?

Chu Tianjiao's heart was shocked, and he was extremely shocked.

This Xuandaozi is a descendant of a saint, but he didn't expect to come here and turn into a corpse.

What the hell is this place?

How many terrible things are left unrevealed?

And the ancestor of the Chu family, the king of Chu will not be like Daozun and Xuan Daozi, who have also turned into corpses!

If that's the case, then it's going to be a big game!

Moreover, just now I learned from Qing Yanran's mouth that a saint had come here, and he was also gone.

For saints, Chu Tianjiao didn't think that the other party would die in it.

But it also shows from the side that the origin of this ancient demon forbidden land is extremely mysterious.

If he knew that it was such a place, Chu Tianjiao felt that he would not come in if he was killed.

Now, he really wanted to sit and cry.

But there is no room for regret.

Looking at Xuan Daozi in front of him, as well as the dried corpse behind him, Chu Tianjiao's face was like ashes.

I'm afraid I'm going to be in trouble this time.

Just now, it was just a fluke that he used the artistic conception of the saint to repel Dao Zun.

It's just luck.

I don't have that much luck!

Qing Yanran's pretty face was pale.

He had just recovered a little of his blood, and he turned pale again.

looked at the front in a daze, the lifeless Xuan Daozi couldn't give birth to the slightest resistance.

The origin of Xuan Daozi is too shocking to the world.

It is rumored that this is a strong man who can be promoted to the level of a saint.

But he died here, a malfunctioning corpse.

Taking a deep breath, the title page of the Luoquan Book instantly appeared in Qing Yanran's hand.

Obviously, she is planning to work hard, trying to get a chance of life.

Chu Tianjiao was no stranger to seeing the brilliance emanating from the title page.

It was Qing Yanran who got it in the small ruins.

The book of falling springs comes from the nine hells, and the yellow springs fall from the top and the poor, and the two places are not visible, which is the best interpretation.

The power of the Luoquan Book is no less than the previous Colorful Mixed Silk, but Chu Tianjiao doesn't think that the Luoquan Book can block Xuan Daozi.

Xuan Daozi is too frightened of the world.

Thousands of years ago, it was a peerless existence.

Qing Yanran gritted her teeth and urged the brilliance of the Luoquan Book, looking at death as home.

But at this moment, a mournful voice exploded in the space.

A figure holding a colorful treasure shook the dried corpse away and appeared in front of Chu Tianjiao and Qing Yanran.

The person who came was a teenager, and a colorful light was circulating on him.

The most shocking thing is that the purple gold crown he wears on his head is no different from the one worn on the top of Xuan Daozi's head.

"Wind Lord!" When the young man saw Xuan Daozi, his voice was a little crying, and he knelt on the ground, tears kept sliding down his eyes, and he cried extremely sadly.

"The prince of the Wind Clan!" Qing Yanran exclaimed, she didn't expect the prince of the Wind Clan to also come here.

It is rumored that the prince of the Wind Clan is a void god who surpasses the existence of great cultivators, and he is also the one closest to the bloodline of a saint, and he is the one who walks the path of an ancestor saint.

When Chu Tianjiao learned that this young man was actually the prince of the Wind Clan, a powerful void god, he was also shocked in his heart.

Above the great cultivators, there is the realm of the void gods, and after the void gods is the distractions, and once the gods are distracted, they will reach the fourth great cultivation realm.

The void god is a special existence, and the qi sea god reads out, and Yuan Dan will conjure up a villain similar to himself, with which he can travel to heaven and earth.

Such people are all amazingly talented.

Chu Tianjiao still remembers that the old neuropathy said to himself that he only had a special physique, but if he was talented, it was basically hopeless to reach the realm of the void god.

At that time, Chu Tianjiao was completely hit.

"Wind Lord. The prince of the Wind Clan knelt on the ground, looked at Xuan Daozi with empty eyes in front of him, and exclaimed.