"Whoosh!" Duanmu Yuanke's eyes were red, and he appeared in front of Wanyan Miaoxue in a flash, and the long sword stabbed fiercely.

"Wan Yan Miaoxue, you die!" He was still not satisfied, and punched Wan Yan Miaoxue in the abdomen.

With vicious flames on the sword, his fist glowed with silver light, and he wanted to kill Yan Miaoxue with one move.

Wanyan Miaoxue's words deeply hurt his self-esteem, and only by killing her Duanmu Yuanke could he be better.

But often accidents, Wanyan Miaoxue smiled, facing Duanmu Yuanke, who was of seventh-order strength, he was not afraid, and with a shake of his hand, a delicate crossbow arrow appeared in his hand.

"Poof!"

"My son!" Duanmu Wenzheng was shocked and fled in an instant.

Duanmu Wenzheng knew what Wanyan Miaoxue was in her hand, it was the ultimate killing weapon in the entire cultivation world, the Soul Chasing Divine Arrow.

The immortals still can't avoid it, not to mention Duanmu Yuanke, who has been injured.

"Go!" Duanmu Wen was in the air, reaching out and grabbing Duanmu Yuanke again.

But it was still a step too late, and the soul chasing arrow hit Duanmu Yuanke's heart again.

"Ke'er" Duanmu Wenzheng shouted anxiously, and slashed at Wanyan Miaoxue's neck with a sword.

"Miao Xue" Yun Ziyi exclaimed.

As early as when Duanmu Yuanke made a move, Yun Ziyi wanted to help, but Duanmu Yuanke's speed was too fast, and it was too late.

Wanyan Miaoxue shot an arrow to repel Duanmu Yuanke, which reassured her a little, but Duanmu Wenzheng's sword made her weak for a while.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Ziyi came to Wan Yan Miaoxue, but it was too late to resist.

"All plants and trees are soldiers!" Yun Ziyi hurriedly performed the Ten Thousand Things Inheritance Technique, hoping to delay Duanmu Wenzheng's attack.

Even if it's just for a second, she can save Wan Yan Miaoxue.

However, there is no if.

Duanmu Wenzheng's sword swept along Wanyan Miaoxue's neck, and then swept over Yun Ziyi's neck.

The two blood marks made Duanmu Yuanke smile, and he let go of Zhan Qingyu's pain.

The enemy's injuries made him forget his own injuries, and there was no one to save the soul-chasing arrow.

The strength of the late eighth order, Duanmu Wenzheng passed by with a sword, and Yan Miaoxue and Yun Ziyi both lay on the ground.

"Sister Purple" Wan Yan Miaoxue said bitterly: "How is Qingyu?"

"Miaoxue" Yun Ziyi held her hand: "Qingyu will not die, he will come to save us"

"When"

"Soon"

"Riding a spirit animal?"

"Still riding auspicious clouds"

"Hehe" both smiled sadly.

The two of them already knew where they belonged with one eye, and the one of them did not increase the jealousy in their hearts, but rather a sense of relief.

Zhan Qingyu has such a temperament, it is worthy of their life.

It is the dream of countless girls to be able to accompany an excellent man, and there are many cultivators with groups of wives and concubines, not to mention that Zhan Qingyu is only the two of them.

"Get through it, you will depend on each other for life and death" Yun Ziyi spit out purple natal energy, she wanted to save Yan Miaoxue.

"No, sister" Wan Yan Miaoxue pushed the purple vitality back: "You can continue my love"

"The crime of hurting my beloved son is unforgivable!" Duanmu Wen was looking at Duanmu Yuanke's sluggish breath, and suddenly forgot everything.

The long sword struck again, and it was about to sweep through the wounds of the two.

The golden light of the distant sky suddenly appeared, and a high-pitched dragon roar came, and Duanmu Wenzheng's long sword shattered instantly.

A five-clawed golden dragon soared through the clouds, hundreds of feet away, and stretched out its claws in Duanmu Wenzheng's gaze.

"Poof!" Duanmu Wenzheng was splashing blood.

"Kill my brother, I want you to pay for your life!poof!" another claw grabbed Duanmu Yuanke's head.

"Not good!" Duanmu Wenzheng's heart trembled, and his steel teeth gritted: "Five-clawed golden dragon!"

Duanmuwen was disappearing, and a streamer of light burrowed into the earth.

"The next time you meet me, you'll regret it forever!" Ao Yuan fell from the void and stopped beside Yun Ziyi and Wanyan Miaoxue.

"Big brother" Yun Ziyi passed out.

"Alas!" Ao Yuan sighed, and helped the two girls up one by one.

opened his mouth and spit out Long Dan and began to heal the second daughter.

Skylark Lodge.

"Bang!" Duanmu Wenzheng smashed through the floor of the secret room and appeared in the secret room with Duanmu Yuanke.

Ignoring the cracked and entrails of his chest exposed, he immediately placed his bloodied son on the altar.

The unicorn dragon king Ao Yuan almost killed him with a single grasp, and in his desperation, he used the most forbidden talisman seal.

Luckily, he returned to Skylark Villa with Duanmu Yuanke, otherwise he would have already broken his corpse.

Zhan Qingyu had already crushed something when he was attacked by Duanmu Yuanke's painting as a prison, which was the dragon scale that Ao Yuan gave to Zhan Qingyu.

No matter where he is, as long as Zhan Qingyu crushes the dragon scales, Ao Yuan can know that Zhan Qingyu is in danger.

So he came non-stop, and just happened to run into Duanmu Wen who was about to kill Yun Ziyi and Wanyan Miaoxue.

In a fit of anger, Ao Yuan almost killed Duanmu Wenzheng, and was about to catch Duanmu Yuanke to death, but Duanmu Wenzheng escaped.

In order to save people, Ao Yuan had no choice but to stop chasing.

"Poof!" Duanmu Wenzheng spat out a mouthful of blood and said anxiously: "The demon king saves my son." ”

"Whew!" a cloud of green smoke rose above the altar, and a faint sound came from the endlessly.

The voice said faintly: "I should save him, go and heal first." ”

"It's the Demon King!" Duanmu Wenzheng paid attention to his injuries.

Ao Yuan clawed through his powerful defensive armor and cracked his sternum three more.

His heart jumped and jumped into his eyes.

"Golden Dragon, why did you save them?" Duanmu Wenzheng closed his eyes

Soon, under Ao Yuan's treatment, Yun Ziyi and Wanyan Miaoxue's wounds healed.

Both of them are grateful, and Ao Yuan is also treating Zhan Qingyu.

The injuries of the three have all recovered, but Zhan Qingyu is still in confusion with her eyes closed.

Ao Yuan waved his hand and laid down a spell, and several people disappeared into the land of Qingqiu.

Zhan Qingyu's soul rushed underground with the Qingqiu Country Lord and a large number of evil spirits, and soon reached an abyss.

Here dark red flames flowed everywhere, and dark and evil energies were everywhere.

"It's comparable to the fear of the Nine Shadows!" Zhan Qingyu looked at this illusion and said, "If my guess is right, you must be for this." ”

A bereaved man with a noble fur sits on a fire-lit throne and looks at a group of evil spirits.

"Mission accomplished?" the enchanted man asked.

"Report to the Demon King. The soul of the Qingqiu Nation Lord knelt down and said, "We haven't been able to complete the task. ”

"Bastard!" the Demon King pointed with one hand, and an evil energy poured into the soul of the Qingqiu Lord, causing him to let out a terrible scream.

"Ah" said the spirit of the lord of the country, "Demon King, we have brought something"

"Oh?" the Demon King waved his hand to withdraw the spell, "What's that?"

"Woo!" a golden point of light appeared in front of the Demon King.

"Relic?" the Demon King was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.