The two of them reflexively exuded their divine thoughts.

"Haoran righteousness."

"It's Yi Qinglan."

"She's being by... After? ”

"No, that's not human!"

As far as Shen Nian saw, Yi Qinglan's green silk was messy, his eyebrows were bleeding, his surroundings were disordered, and he fled in a hurry, and a three-headed and six-armed monster behind him was chasing after him.

"Tsk, this cold iceberg also has today."

The unwisped Chan red clothes were wrapped tightly in the blanket, the jade feet were slightly bent, and the white shirt on the ground was picked up on tiptoe, and handed it to Chen Yi: "Don't plan to save your future little lover?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm innocent with her."

While getting dressed, Chen Yi swallowed sword qi and turned into a fierce sword array around the house: "But she has all corrected and returned to evil, so it doesn't hurt to save her." ”

"Hmph, I've let you say everything."

Chan Hongyi pouted, but there was no intention of stopping her, the two had fought for hundreds of years in their previous lives, they were also enemies and friends, and they cherished each other, Yi Qinglan could only die in her hands.

"Well, I'll go back when I go."

After speaking.

The sword wind is blowing, the golden light is longitudinal, Chen Yi disappears, Chan Hongyi's thin lips are slightly pursed, and she is in love with the fragrant breath left by her lover, and her jade hand slowly burrows into the futon...

After a while, the sound is exquisite, and the garden is full of spring and can't be closed.

…

Periphery of the happy community.

With the passage of dantian mana and the aggravation of his injuries, Yi Qinglan's expression became more and more anxious: "Damn, this body can't hold on, at most ten breaths..."

Last night.

Inexplicably, she suddenly heard a melody, weird and ethereal, and then her heart was covered with dust, her spirit was in a trance, and the whole person flew towards Mount Tai uncontrollably.

Wait until you come to your senses.

In front of a bronze portal, she recognized that it was the legendary ghost door, she didn't think twice, and ran away with all her might.

The boundless tide of yin qi swept directly towards her, and tens of thousands of ghost armies followed, one after another, and a ghost creature of the Yuan Infant Great Perfection stared at her.

I can't help but say that I want to treat her as blood food, eat her alive, and nourish my body.

Originally, with her cultivation at the peak of the Yuan Infant, even if she was defeated, she would never end up in the dilemma of being chased and killed for thousands of miles, but the Nine Yin Qi corroded her mana...

"Pathetic human beings always like to do things that make no sense."

"Stop."

"Obediently let me eat it, I will be merciful and give you a good time!"

Behind.

The monster's joking voice was pervasive, Yi Qinglan's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but grit her silver teeth, squeezing the few mana again, and speeding up her escape.

Chen Yi's home is close at hand.

As long as she sees Chen Yi, she can turn the corner, she is never afraid of death, but she doesn't want to be a monster's meal, and she doesn't want to die... Shady.

As if to make some kind of decision.

She took a deep breath and bit the tip of her tongue hard, and in the next second, her black and white pupils suddenly changed, turning into a scarlet color, and her breath skyrocketed to the perfection of the primordial baby.

The speed is increased several times.

She burned her Essence Blood Divine Soul, a suicidal secret method that no one would use unless cornered, and the damage it caused to the foundation was almost irreversible.

Once again, the gap has widened.

The three heads of the monster exuded human anger at the same time, the left side gritted its teeth, and the right side was hideous and terrifying, except for the middle one, which fell into thought after roaring:

"She seems to be deliberately leading us somewhere."

"It's like a little ant being bullied and trying to find a big ant to support itself?"

"Tiny life, hey, she's a surprise for me."

"I've decided, I'm going to make a specimen of her skull and hang it in our shared mansion."

"She's sure to be the brightest of our collections!"

The end of the battle of the Flood Era.

The three realms of heaven, earth and man, the forbidden ancient gods of the thirty-three heavens, disappeared; The world has become three thousand worlds and hundreds of millions of galaxies; And the underworld is still intact.

Because it carries all the dead in the world, its soil is vast, and it grows every moment, like a deep fog with no end in sight.

War, disease, famine...

As long as there are living beings in the world who die, its evolution will not stop, comparable to eternal antiquity, and no one knows how powerful the underworld is today.

In those long years.

The great supernatural beings in the underworld are keen to use some specific opportunity to project the ghost gate to plunder one world after another, and this monster always comes as a vanguard.

He has occupied countless planes, accumulated endless wealth, and also washed the eight frontiers of nine countries in blood, some people rebelled, wagged their tails and begged for mercy, some resisted, and grasshoppers shook trees.

At last.

Only he stood as always, and the rest were either prostrate under the pressure of the underworld, or in his stomach, watching himself be digested little by little.

"I'm angry."

"Why can't these weak people accept their fate?"

"Isn't it good to wait for death?"

"Really let me..."

"I'm so angry!"

A humble human being actually took himself across half the city, even if the two realms were almost the same, but he was a pioneer with the blessing of authentic luck!

Tyrannical murderous intent surged.

The monster in the enraged state did not hesitate to urge the power of the origin to forcibly raise the realm to a half-step slashing mortal, and a gloomy law overflowed, and the dead qi changed the surrounding environment.

"Boom!"

The grass withered, everything withered, the yellow sand covered the sky, and the clouds cracked the stones.

At this moment, his soul body function reached an unprecedented peak, and it is no exaggeration to say that even if he is facing the real mortal realm, he has the strength to fight.

Ahead.

Yi Qinglan could already see the outline of Chen Yi's residence clearly, but she didn't dare to relax in the slightest in the operation of her mana, and every step she took was a race against Hades time.

"Click!"

"Click!"

The cobweb-like cracks continued to spread from her eyebrows to her temples, echoing the sound of bones shattering in her ears, like a black-and-white imperman: "The last point..."

"100 meters."

"It's only a hundred meters away, and I can enter the range of the sword formation laid by Chen Changsheng."

The sword formation is getting closer and closer.

Eighty meters.

Fifty meters.

Thirty meters.

Ten meters.

In the monk's world, ten meters was only one step, and she didn't even need mana, and she could even feel the stinging pain of the cold sword wind, as well as the terrifying sword power.

She was about to see the invincible young sword fairy in the world, and she secretly felt the peerless Tianjiao, and she began to reverie how to take revenge on the monster behind her.

So much so that the corners of his mouth couldn't help but outline a faint arc, and he smiled.

However.

At this moment, a sudden sharp pain in the abdomen shattered all hope...

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