Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Demon Saintess (4)

"Green Scales?" Xiao Yan suddenly had a spirit, and this familiar look reminded him of the young girl on the Douqi Continent again. But he quickly shook his head, feeling that this was impossible, how could the holy snake be a green scale? I must have thought too much about it.

Actually, Xiao Yan didn't admit that she was wrong, she was the green scale, the green scale with the emerald three-flower pupils on the Douqi Continent.

How could the green scales be the holy snake of the demon clan, oh no, the holy maiden? Why is the Holy Maiden of the Demon Clan not in the Doudi Continent, but in a Douqi Continent where the highest realm can't even reach the Doudi Continent?

All of this starts with the ancient catastrophe of the Doudi Continent.

In the ancient Doudi Continent, there were many strong people, and all ethnic shili reached their peak, but a catastrophe turned the entire Doudi Continent into a place full of gunpowder and smoke, and the demon clan, as one of the three major races and three major shili in the Doudi Continent, naturally couldn't stay out of it.

In a battle in which all the Nine-Star Dou Emperors participated, the battle was so fierce that even the rules of heaven and earth in that area were disrupted, countless spatial turbulence was criss-crossed in the sky, blood stained the earth red, and the Demon Clan's Nine-Star Dou Emperor led by the Demon Clan's Holy Maiden was all killed, and the Holy Maiden herself was thrown into the spatial turbulence.

If it was an ordinary spatial turbulence, it would naturally pose much of a threat to the saintess with the peak strength of the Nine-Star Dou Emperor, but with the many peak Dou Emperor's moves, the exercises of various attributes were mixed with each other, and the spatial turbulence formed was no less than a black hole!

The saint was seriously injured, and she had to constantly consume her fighting energy to compete with the spatial turbulence, and she had already run out of oil. After drifting in the turbulence of space for an unknown amount of time, the saint knew that her time was running out.

The inheritance of the holy blood of the demon clan is passed down from generation to generation, one person per generation, and the inheritance of the holy blood is continuous, if the holy maiden completely falls into the turbulence of space, the inheritance of the holy blood is very likely to be terminated, and the demon clan will never recover.

So, the saint tried her best to tear a trace of spatial cracks, forced out the holy blood essence in her body, and turned it into a streamer and went away, hoping to save a glimmer of hope for the demon clan.

To become a saint of the demon clan, three conditions must be met: first, a person of the demon clan; Second, it must have the blood of the king of the ancient demon clan; Third, seven drops of holy blood must be possessed at the same time.

The Holy Maiden's Holy Blood Essence passed through the overlapping spaces and fell to the Douqi Continent. And the Holy Blood Spirit that traveled through the space would automatically seek the Lord, and finally fell on Qing Scale.

Qing Liang was originally a descendant of the bloodline of the ancient demon clan, but the power of his bloodline was thin and could not be activated due to the long years, and the possession of seven drops of holy blood made Qing Liang slowly awaken the king's bloodline and had all the conditions to become a demon saint.

However, in the Dou Qi Continent where there was no Emperor's Source Qi, if it was slowly nourished by the Holy Blood alone, even if he cultivated to death, the green scales with the thin power of the bloodline would not be able to break through the Dou Emperor on his own, let alone restore the pure concentration of the ancient bloodline and truly stimulate the power of the bloodline.

At this moment, Zhan Lao in the Meridian Spirit Void Tower woke up, and the first thing he did was naturally to check which space he was in. With Zhan Lao's strength, the power of his soul swept wantonly in the Douqi Continent, and he actually sensed the breath of the demon clan's holy blood.

In order not to let the demon clan of the Doudi Continent break off the inheritance, and at the same time pave the way for Xiao Yan's future future, Zhan Lao captured the green scales into the tower, and used the magic of the Meridian Spirit Void Tower itself and many secret methods to isolate the green scales in a hidden space at the top of the tower, waiting for the green scales to break through the Dou Emperor.

And all this, Qing Liang didn't know at all, it was like she had a dream, and when she woke up, she was already in the space at the top of the tower. After coming to the Doudi Continent, there was a large amount of Emperor Source Qi absorbed, and the terrifying power of the Holy Blood and the Ancient King's Bloodline was highlighted, and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and he broke through the Doudi in a short period of time.

All this is both a coincidence and fate, but it is impossible for Qing Liang to dream that the first person he encountered after breaking through the Dou Emperor was Xiao Yan, who he thought about day and night.

"Is it really you? Brother Xiao Yan. ”

The struggling green scales heard Xiao Yan call out his name, his delicate body was shocked, and he suddenly cried with joy, and his long-suppressed feelings of longing suddenly broke out, and two lines of tears welled up, completely forgetting that he was defenseless at this time, and looked at Xiao Yan blankly.

Chapter 87: The Holy Maiden of the Demon Clan (5)

As early as when she was on the Douqi Continent, Qing Yan liked Xiao Yan from the bottom of her heart, and she had already secretly given herself to Xiao Yan in her heart, but at that time, she felt that nothing was as good as Xun'er and Cai Scale, for fear that Xiao Yan would not look down on herself, so she had always hidden this emotion deep in her heart, but the deeper the emotion, the stronger the love, and now in the Doudi Continent Zaijian Xiao Yan, Qing Yan could no longer control her emotions, and her hands couldn't help but wrap around Xiao Yan's neck.

"I thought I'd never see you again. Do you know, Brother Xiao Yan, I miss you so much, I miss you so much" Qing Yan was excited, his body trembled, he couldn't cry, and his eyes were full of thick attachment.

Qing Yan's affectionate call seemed to pull Xiao Yan's trace of wisdom back, Xiao Yan's eyes began to become more and more gentle, and a smile floated on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Xiao Yan's gentle eyes looking at him, a burst of sweetness welled up in Qing Yan's heart.

How did she know that at this time, Xiao Yan was under the influence of Zhan Lao's finger wind, his consciousness was already blurred, seeing everything with overlapping ghosts, the girl's cheeks seemed to be very close to him, and then far away from him, a burst of dizziness in his brain made him unable to judge whether it was a dream, and he heard the girl's murmur in a daze, he felt very familiar and kind, this familiarity and kindness, made him suddenly rise to hold on to this eternal and eternal thought.

The sudden happiness instantly wrapped Qing Yan, and was held in his arms by the person he had admired for a long time, Qing Scale's body trembled with excitement, and he twisted slightly in the delicateness, rubbing Xiao Yan's body, so that Xiao Yan, who was already deluded, collapsed the embankment of Zuihou, and his arms couldn't help but hug Qing Yan's delicate body.

Smelling the aggressive aura on Xiao Yan's body at such a close distance, and feeling the strong embrace from Xiao Yan's arm, the green scales seemed to sense Xiao Yan's intentions, and his heart was like a deer colliding, his pretty face turned red, his skin became pink and crystalline, and his delicate body trembled even more, and his hands that wanted to push Xiao Yan away became delicate and boneless, his dodging eyes were a little flustered, and he vaguely longed, and the style was irresistible.

Seeing that the girl was so delicate, Xiao Yan couldn't control it anymore, and with a sudden force of his arms, he tightened the green scales, and was trembling by the pair of condensed jade towering on the green scales' chest, Xiao Yan's heartbeat accelerated sharply, and his eyes were full of desire.

Qing Yan He had experienced this man and woman, and he was already paralyzed under Xiao Yan's demon hands, and he was not stopping, Yao's breath was like fire, spraying on Xiao Yan's cheeks.

For a time, the wind and moon in the tower are boundless, and the spring color is infinite. The jade skin of the beauty is like snow, the peaks are undulating, there is no place that is not beautiful, there is no place that is not ecstasy, and the grass on the valley begins to be stained with a little dew, exuding a sultry smell.

Xiao Yan had already turned into a beast, in a daze, his hands subconsciously roamed, his lower body touched a soft place, his body straightened slightly, and he fell into a dampness.

A different kind of comfort suddenly emanated from the whole body, as if he was on top of the Nine Heavens Immortal Que, which made Xiao Yan's seven souls and eight spirits ethereal.

At this moment, Xiao Yan's consciousness became more confused, as if walking into a dark cave, the path of the valley was like a dream, and from time to time there were crystal droplets of water dripping down, and the water droplets had a comfortable stickiness, as if they were going to penetrate into the marrow of people.

As the march deepened, Xiao Yan's footsteps became more and more urgent, and the cave wall seemed to come alive, squeezing towards Xiao Yan. The cave wall is sometimes wrinkled, sometimes smooth, like a strange cave and secluded source, indescribably tight, binding Xiao Yan's hoop tightly, difficult to move.

The strange thing is that the restraint of the cave wall did not bring a suffocating uncomfortable feeling, but made Xiao Yan let out a groan from the bottom of his heart, which was extremely comfortable, but in the dark, Xiao Yan was extremely eager for the light ahead, and immediately accelerated the pace of travel, wanting to break through the ambush on all sides.

But the darkness seems to be boundless, the more fierce Xiao Yan's resistance, the more tenacious the softness of the darkness, as if a flood washed over Xiao Yan's soul, making every cell of Xiao Yan dance, more and more unable to help himself.

Xiao Yan is like a pathfinder in the dark night, lost his way in this vast darkness, he can only wade through the water, sprinting desperately along the hidden path, I don't know how long he ran, I don't know how many times he roared, Xiao Yan only felt that his nerves were loosened, and he took a step out of Zuihou with all his strength, and then fainted.

At this time, the moonlight is like water, pouring down from the skylight at the top of the tower, and everything seems dull and hazy, peaceful and quiet. The enchantment had long been quiet, and on the ground carved from white jade, the green scales and jade body were horizontal, and the hair was scattered, lying on Xiao Yan's side weakly, already sleeping soundly.

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Chapter 87: The Holy Maiden of the Demon Clan (5)

At this moment, the demon clan temple far away in the sky was already full of worshipping people, and all kinds of demon clan leaders came from all over the world, and their emotions were extremely excited.

In front of the temple, a huge statue of a serpent with a human head was emitting a brilliant light, green flames were burning around its body, and nine hundred and eighty-one illusory snakes were circling up and down, exuding an astonishing coercion.

All the demon clans illuminated by the light of the green flame, the liliang who had been lurking in the bloodline for a long time and had not reacted was ready to move again, and the fighting spirit was faintly rising under an indescribable stimulus.

"The Holy Maiden has returned, and the rise of my demon clan is hopeful."

Many fossil-level characters who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years have cried bitterly, since the fall of the ancient catastrophe saintess, the demon clan has become increasingly depressed because of the probability of awakening the power of the bloodline, it can be said that the saint is the god of the demon clan, and the sacred key to open the power of the bloodline of the demon clan, the survival of the saint has a great connection with the rise and fall of the demon clan, and now the saint has returned, how can the people of the demon clan not be excited?

The Demon Emperor stood in the center in front of the statue of the Holy Maiden, clenching his hands tightly, the bigger the strength, the greater the amplitude of the fist trembling, after all, the significance of the return of the Holy Maiden to the Demon Clan was too great, so big that nothing could compare, but the Demon Emperor's excited expression only lasted for a moment before he became indifferent, and his face became gloomy and terrifying.

The Demon Emperor's eyes stayed on a scale in the center of the waist of the Holy Maiden, with a faint blood light surrounding, unless you look closely, it is extremely difficult to find, and even if you do, no one knows the meaning it contains, except for the Demon Emperor.

"Who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall and dared to touch the saint! This person deserves to be punished! The Demon Emperor was already furious in his heart, and wanted to crush this person's bones and ashes to relieve this hatred.

But anger returned to anger, and the Demon Emperor's expression returned to calm in an instant. The return of the Holy Maiden is great news and hope for the demon clan, the demon clan needs an unwavering faith, and this matter must not be leaked! Not only should it not be leaked, but it should be maintained as best as possible!

"Fellow citizens, our holy lady is back! She will lead our demon clan to the top again! The Demon Emperor raised his arms and exhaled, which immediately caused a monstrous sensation.

"The Holy Maiden is now in the southwest, and our top priority is for all ethnic groups to send elites to the southwest immediately, find the Holy Maiden, and welcome the Holy Maiden!"

All the clans received their orders one after another, and the signal flares exploded all over the sky in the airspace of the demon clan, and the elites of all clans came out, raising billowing dust and smoke, and rushed to the southwest of the Doudi Continent.

The actions of the demon clan immediately caused a great sensation in the Doudi Continent, and the human and demon clans did not know what the demon clan wanted, so they all stepped up the mobilization of manpower, and for a while, the situation in the Doudi Continent became tense.

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It's a pity that Xiao Yan, who was sleeping with the demon clan's holy daughter Qing Scales, didn't know anything about all this.

Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his aching neck, a little dazed, he remembered that he had a dream, a very long, very dark, but very ecstatic dream, in this dream, he walked and walked hard, he had reached the edge of darkness, not far from the light.

"It's a pity, I still can't get out of the darkness" When he woke up from the dream, Xiao Yan still felt a little regretful.

"It seems that before the dream, I saw the green scales?" Xiao Yan muttered as he tried to remember.

But as soon as he turned his head, Xiao Yan was suddenly dumbfounded.

On the side of the collapse, a girl's jade arm is holding her waist, her jade-like crystal body is covered with a faint layer of light under the hazy moonlight, her hair is scattered, and her face is like a flower.

This kind of scene, as long as it is a man, understands what is happening.

"Oh my God, what's going on?" Xiao Yan was shocked, and couldn't help but take a closer look at the sleeping girl, the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became, although the cheeks had taken off the astringency like green apples, but the familiar outline made Xiao Yan sure that it was green scales, "Ah, it's really green scales!" It turned out to be not a dream, it turned out to be real! Xiao Yan was startled, Xiao Yan's head exploded in one fell swoop, how could the green scales appear here? How could it be sealed in the tower all the time? How could you be with yourself?

"Oh my God!" In a blink of an eye, Xiao Yan couldn't care about those questions, he was now only thinking about whether Qing Liang was awake at that time, and how he should face her when Qing Liang woke up.

"Hmm"

Just when Xiao Yan was at a loss and thinking wildly, Qing Yan slowly opened his sleepy-eyed fluffy eyes, a little delicate and weak, adding to the sultry color.

When he opened his eyes and saw Xiao Yan, Qing Yan sat up in surprise, "Brother Xiao Yan, you're awake." ”