"Qi Ling, let the Fang of the Snow cut the red veins that bind you with his claws, and then you hold on to the chains, and I'll pull you up!"

Qi Ling looked at the giant sword in his hand, only half of the blade, the tip of the sword looked like it was broken in the rock, and it was not pulled out, Qi Ling said with a sad face, "Then this broken sword is my Horcrux?"

"Silly boy, save your life first!

"Good. Qi Ling raised his head and shouted at Cangxue's Fang, "Cangxue!"

The snow-white fur of the whole body stood upside down in the hurricane, and the entire body swelled several times under the action of the huge soul power. The wing-waving white lion swooped down from the sky, and the sharp claws of its two forepaws suddenly burst out with lightning, turning into several sharp blades that pierced forward quickly, slashing at the huge red veins in the depths of the fog like lightning. However, at the same time as the claws of the Snow Fang pierced into the blood vessels, from the wound where the blood vessels were punctured, countless red thin lines like capillaries suddenly spread, densely winding and wriggling along the claws of the Snow Fangs, like the tentacles of countless vines and plants, firmly attached to the surface of the claws, and the Snow Fangs just wanted to retract the claws, they heard a crisp sound like the mirror shattering, and the two pairs of sharp front claws were instantly shattered into metal fragments flying in the sky by those red thin lines. Blood gushed out from between the two huge hairy white forepaws, and in an instant, a huge force tore apart the forepaws and fingers of the Snow Fangs, destroying the hard and sharp nails by the roots, and the red blood rain in the sky was accompanied by the miserable wail of the Snow Fangs, spilling into the raging sea of clouds. Qi Ling's seal suddenly felt a sharp tingling pain, and he knew that Cangxue's Fang could no longer continue fighting, and he had to take it back, otherwise it would completely disappear and dissipate as Cangxue's soul power was exhausted. Qi Ling closed his eyes, and the seal tightened instantly. The Snow Fangs suddenly twisted into several rays of shining golden light in the air, quickly absorbing Qi Zero's body.

"Cangxue ......" Qi Ling sensed the soul power of Cangxue, who was almost dying and indistinguishable in the Jue Seal, the veins on his temples beat clearly, his anger grew sharply in his chest, he didn't realize that at this moment, a large number of golden soul circuits were flashing out of his hands, and the soul power continued to flow into the half-bladed giant sword he had just pulled off from the mountain cliff. Qi Ling bent down and forced, leaned over and shook his arm, and the broken sword quickly slashed through the red blood veins that were entwined around him, and the blood vessels broke in response. Violent bloody gas rushed towards him.

Seeing Qi Zero break away from the binding of the red blood veins, Lianquan immediately tightened the chain without hesitation, and with a metallic echo, Qi Zero flew upwards quickly.

Qi Ling struggled to roll over and climb onto the broad back of Yan Wing, he looked at the pale but obviously relieved Lianquan in front of him, and then looked at the heavenly bouquet of Youhua lying in a pool of blood, the blood hole on her body was already beginning to heal slowly, and her breathing gradually stabilized.

Kirin wiped the sweat from his head. He smiled a bleak smile at Lianquan. Everything that just happened was a nightmare, unbelievable. Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring picked up the lying Heavenly Bouquet Youhua, supported her arm with the palm of his hand, and the palm began to have a stable soul power slowly transmitted into the body of the Heavenly Bouquet Youhua. The wound of the Heavenly Bouquet Youhua accelerated to heal.

Qi Ling sighed, looked down at the broken sword in his hand, and wondered how to deal with Yinchen after going out, and was worried. Suddenly he felt a huge red spot of light swaying in front of him, he rubbed his eyes and raised his head. Then in an instant, the pupils began to tremble violently.

Around the huge wings, at this moment, more than a dozen blood vessels that were thicker and more scarlet than just now were swaying and rising vertically from the sea of clouds below, as if a dozen huge cobras, surrounding them, raising their flat necks high, the tips of the blood vessels began to split and tear, like a monster opening its bloody mouth, Qi Ling saw that in the flesh after the fork, countless white sharp sharp teeth were densely covered with the inside of the blood vessels, and more than a dozen large mouths shook to surpass them, and then turned their heads in the sky, looking down at them condescendingly, and the bloody gas that spewed out fell from the sky。

Qiling Lotus Spring and Tianshu Youhua were lying on the back of Yan Wing, as if they had been deprived of even the strength to stand, their faces were ashen and defeated, and their trembling pupils looked at the top of their heads at the dozen torn mouths that were looking down at them at the moment.

Suddenly, on the back of the white feathers under their feet, there was a series of sounds, and several thick blood vessels thundered through the body of Yan Wing from below, and after the blood vessels pierced the flesh and blood of Yan Wing, the tip also split into five blood tongues in the shape of petals, and then the blood vessels suddenly slammed downward, and the blood tongue tightly stuck the wings of Yan Wing like a barb, pulling it quickly towards the abyss. And the huge blood vessels that had looked down on the top of his head before had now intertwined into a web of blood, completely enveloping the wings.

The great pain caused the wings to let out a sharp scream, and at the same time, the wings were firmly locked by the blood vessels, and it was almost impossible to flutter its wings, but it still tried its best to flap its wings, struggling above the thick sea of clouds, but it was almost in vain, and the furious red tentacles continued to pull the wings towards the sea of clouds. The violent shaking caused the three of them to lose their balance on the back of the wing, and the three of them clutched the thick feathers of the wing, and they were in danger and crumbling. In a very short time, the three of them fell into the tumbling sea of viscous fog.

The sound of the howling wind.

The wings screamed desolately.

The view is obscured by a dense fog, making it almost impossible to see the surroundings clearly. It's just that the further down you fall, the more you can hear a dull but huge sound, which carries a disgusting stickiness, getting closer and closer to the Kiridsan.

Suddenly, the line of sight became clear. Qi Ling realized that they had fallen out of the sea of clouds, and it turned out that under the sea of clouds, there was a more expansive layer of space.

Qi Ling lowered his head, just wanted to take a look at the environment at the moment, but was stunned by the hellish scene in front of him, as if countless steel needles were pierced in his chest, and this fear made him almost unable to move.

He turned his head stiffly, and saw that the expressions of Lianquan and Youhua were even more terrifying, and their pale and bloodless faces seemed to be choked by death. (To be continued.) )