The little guy staggered over, and as soon as his hind legs exerted force, he wanted to pounce into his arms, but it passed directly through his body, Liang Tian hurriedly concentrated, and used the power of artistic conception to gather some source qi and catch it.

After all, it is a condensed phantom, and it is still far from the real entity.

"Everyday ...... ...... every day"

The little guy was still calling to himself, but Liang Tian's face gradually became gloomy, and he wanted to confirm that it was okay, but after investigation, he realized that the condition of the little cloud lion was not ordinarily bad, and his soul was in an extremely disordered state, on the verge of shattering.

Now its slurred and intermittent speech is likely to be a collateral effect.

Is it because of the young man, searching for its memories?

Liang Tian didn't know about this secret technique, so he didn't care about it before. Now that I think about it, memory and soul are inseparable, how can it be possible to grab memories without harming the soul? It's just that this kind of destructiveness is inevitably too great.

Although Xiao Yunshi has been growing up under the care of the little sister, he has also been raised for a while, and the naughty and clever, vivid and lively scenes are vivid, how are they much smarter and smarter than now, and the creatures in the world, how can there be a reason that the longer they get, the more clumsy they are.

"Big white."

Liang Tian called again, his concern overflowing.

"Everyday ...... I...... Hungry...... Uncomfortable ......"

Although the little guy looks intellectually impaired, it still remembers him, is still close to him, and can barely communicate.

The source qi turned into a big hand and put it back in front of the food, and the little cloud lion was stunned for a moment, then he bit it with a big mouth, and his demeanor was vaguely much more stable than before.

The pure source qi continued to transform in its body, but in the end, only about twenty percent of it melted into the body to enhance the demonic power, and the rest were all quite strange, transpiring into clouds and smoke, submerged into its soul, and after a long time, the soul injury actually improved slightly.

It's just that the efficiency of this kind of self-healing is extremely low, and it can even be described as wasteful, a piece of sturdy demon meat will also be transformed into cloud and smoke qi, and it is enough to accumulate dozens of cloud and smoke qi to make its injury slightly relieved by half a point.

Liang Tian sighed slightly, it is not difficult to imagine that the actual situation of the little guy is even more miserable than what he has seen so far, and his current craving for food is more to temporarily expel the pain of body and mind in the healing process.

He looked at the little cloud lion quietly, as early as when he first met it, he felt a sense of guilt about it, and now seeing its depressed and painful appearance, it was even more uncomfortable at the moment.

He wasn't in a hurry to ask what happened to it, and even if it did, it would be difficult to describe it clearly, and he could guess a few points from the conversation between King Jackdaw and Lord Qing.

It is clear to whom these debts will fall.

The little guy devoured the pile of big demon meat clean, and lay down at Liang Tian's feet, looking extremely well-behaved.

Liang Tian conjured up a source qi palm and gently stroked its head, but his words were resolute: "I'll take you away."

Xiao Yunshi raised his head, a little stunned: "Kite...... Sister...... Bluebird...... Let's ...... together."

Hearing its babbling, Liang Tian smiled softly: "We will meet again one day."

The power of the mind instantly permeated every corner of the cave, and one by one the talismans appeared in the air, and then escaped into the rock wall, and then, a mass

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The crimson flames slowly emerged, completely enveloping the little cloud lion, and the little guy's painful expression suddenly converged a little.

Liang Tian's eyes suddenly sharpened.

In the territory of the Cloud Lion, without the slightest warning, a snowy peak began to collapse for no reason, and snow, ice, and trees rolled down one after another, pouring in all directions.

At this moment, many snow-white figures rushed over when they heard the sound, and the leader was Xue Yu, who had a sad face at the moment, only he knew that in this mountain, there was a blood of the Cloud Emperor, and nothing could happen!

The commotion of the sky falling was still continuing, and no one noticed it, and an invisible mind quietly passed by.

More than 100 miles away from the territory of the cloud lion, a young man in a purple robe slowed down

Slowly drew out the blue long sword that was behind his back, and the red clouds under his feet were arrogant, but there was no sound at all, and he galloped towards the snow peak.

When the other cloud lions were still confused, Xue Yu couldn't hold back his shot, and he didn't care why Xue Feng collapsed, but that little thing couldn't be lost or died, at least, in his own hands.

The heavy white demonic power poured down like a tide, and it attacked fiercely against the torrent of ice and snow, and for a moment, it actually contained this tyrannical power, and the strength of the demon spirit peak realm could be seen.

But in the next second, under the violent collision of these two forces, Xue Yu shook out a mouthful of blood, and the collapse of the Thousand Feet Snow Peak produced a destructive force beyond the scope of his control.

"Roar!"

Xue Yu roared, and the snow-winged cloud lions who came one after another seemed to have received instructions, and they shot one after another, and for a while, the demonic power was stirring everywhere, and the movement of the snow peak gradually calmed down.

The stationary mountain loses its threat.

When the snow ridge flew near, the demonic power surged wildly, condensed into a huge lion's claw, held a section of the broken snow peak, and actually lifted up half of the mountain, and then threw it out fiercely, and the mountain exploded outside the territory, creating an unwarranted disaster.

He didn't even look back, he condensed a lion's claw again, and concentrated on throwing aside the ice and snow and foliage, searching for the breath of the little cloud lion.

Suddenly there was a roar behind him.

"Human!"

"Be careful!"

As soon as the voice entered his ears, Xue Yu didn't even have time to think and wonder, a strange red flame bloomed in front of his eyes, and on the half of the blue blade, a crystal bead of blood slowly dripped down, leaving no trace.

The last scene he saw in this world was a man with a long sword in his hand, standing in the void, casually summoning a fireball, turning into a small lion and falling into his arms, and then, only the eternal crimson was left in front of him.

Liang Tian held the little cloud lion in his left hand, and there was no trace of his eyes on the falling cloud lion, and the moment he decided to save the little guy, Xue Yu's death was doomed.

Stopping the collapse of Xuefeng had already injured him, and Liang Tian seized the moment when he was most lax, and stabbed out a sword containing a complete artistic conception, everything was just right, and there was no time for the slightest reaction and resistance.

This sword, which has almost exhausted all the power of Liang Tian's First Source Pool, is a sword at the level of the Heavenly and Human Realm, burning the artistic conception, not extinguishing or extinguishing, and the snow will turn into ashes in that cluster of flames.

Liang Tian couldn't help but chuckle, somehow, he seemed to have become very irritable recently, and the killing always made him feel a sense of pleasure and refreshment in his heart.

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On the Azure Snow Sword, the crimson flames gradually extinguished, the Nine Source Pool was rapidly transformed, and the aura on Liang Tian's body suddenly rose from the Eight Cloud Realm to barely crossing the threshold of the Mortal Realm.

Having lost the supply of the First Source Pool, the upper limit of his pseudo-realm has also shrunk a lot.

Facing the cloud lion group that gradually surrounded him, Liang Tian did not seem panicked, it was not the first time he spied on the cloud lion territory, the background of this group was almost all figured out by him, there was only one heavenly demon, that is, the empress, and now his injuries were not healed, and it was difficult to pose a threat.

Although there are a lot of demon spirit realms, it is still almost meaningless to want to keep him.

From this, it can be seen that the overall strength of the Snow-winged Cloud Lion Clan is slightly better than that of the Night Raven Clan, and the strength is limited.

The old crow took advantage of the little cloud lion to make trouble, and it may not have the intention of using the power of that young man to take the opportunity to subdue the ethnic group and expand its territory.

The demon in this mountain has a very complicated mind, and the old crow is especially insidious, he has seen it all.

Xu is Liang Tian slashed Xue Yu with a sword, which had a somewhat deterrent effect, and although the cloud lions around him had fierce eyes and surrounded him, none of them moved.

Previously, Xue Yu was in charge of commanding and commanding, and the cloud lion group may have been panicked because of this, but this stalemate did not last long.

An old man with white hair flew into the air with his body on his back, and where he passed, the cloud lion

Spontaneously parted and gave way to the road.

Liang Tianleng for a moment, it was Xue Bo who came, but what puzzled him was that there was no obvious hatred and anger in Lao Yunshi's eyes, but it was calm and unreal.

"You came for it?"

Xue Bo pointed at the little cloud lion and smiled kindly.

Liang Tian was a little confused, this style was very different from what he had seen and heard the first two times, shouldn't this be an old man who was dedicated to the clan, why did he slaughter Xue Yu, and he didn't have a temper at all.

However, his attitude was so kind, Liang Tian couldn't continue to make trouble, so he had to explain, "It's my very important friend, I'll take it away."

"Of course," Xue Bo's expression became even more elusive, and then he asked rhetorically, "But I don't know if you know, it was originally captured and imprisoned by the Night Raven Clan, and it was only recently that the Empress of our clan was seriously injured to rescue it."

Liang Tian didn't speak, and he had some scruples in his heart, so he didn't answer.

Xue Bo didn't think about it: "This matter is very verified, a big war broke out between our two clans before, and it was widely implicated, and the empress recaptured the little one, which was also in full view of everyone."

"I know." At this point, Liang Tian no longer hid.

"You killed Xue Shan because you were angry that he tricked this little guy, but you should have also seen that we didn't take excessive measures, except for restricting its travel, the cave mansion is arranged to the specifications of the imperial vein, plus the empress is desperate to save it, it is reasonable, we are more kind than hateful to it, do you think so?" Xue Bo smiled and spoke eloquently.

Liang Tian was surprised, but he couldn't refute it.

Love and righteousness do not make villains, but they can coerce gentlemen.

However, what reason is there for them to choose to intercede with themselves, it should have been a vicious battle, even though they have a lot of means, but they don't know, why bother to ask for difficulties.

"What is your purpose?"

If you don't understand, you just don't want to.

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