At the original site of Qingfeng Pavilion, Aunt Kite suddenly felt something and muttered, "How can there be a familiar taste?"

Aunt Kite was puzzled for a long time, and a burst of misty air came out of her body, wrapping her whole body, and after the misty breath dissipated, Aunt Kite disappeared in place.

After a few breaths, Aunt Kite, who was wrapped in a black robe and had only a pair of eyes left, appeared thousands of miles away from the place where Yang Yu and them were fighting, looking deeply in the direction of Yang Yu and frowning.

After Yang Yu's cultivation skyrocketed, an extremely faint and familiar aura appeared on his body.

That aura should never have appeared in the Nether, it was some secret that she occasionally learned when she was in the Continent of the Gods, and that familiar power was extremely weak, and she couldn't fully capture it......

It's weird!

Aunt Kite originally felt that Yang Yu was very mysterious, as if she had never known Yang Yu, and according to her strong cultivation, she couldn't see Yang Yu's details.

This made him very strange, and he not only muttered in his heart: What is the origin of this kid, why can't he see his depth?

Suddenly, another extremely strong aura appeared, and the divine thought suddenly swept to her side.

That divine thought was extremely powerful, and under careful induction, Aunt Kite unexpectedly found that the person's divine thought was on par with herself, which made Aunt Kite extremely shocked.

Yang Qingru suddenly felt a powerful aura, almost on par with herself, and she couldn't figure out the person's origin for a while.

"Who are you, why are you sneaking around here?" Yang Qingru's powerful soul message flew by.

Aunt Kite suddenly received the message from the strong man, and felt very surprised. The same unruly thought went back to the past, "Who are you? With such a cultivator, you have already gone to the Continent of the Gods, why can you still stay in this Nether Realm?"

Yang Qingru over there also suddenly felt that the owner of this power seemed to be a little familiar, as if she had seen someone, but she had seen so many strong people, and she didn't remember who this was for a while, but there was such a cultivator. Isn't it supposed to be the Continent of the Gods?

Why did he appear in the Nether? Is it the same as his own mission, secretly protecting someone?

Yang Qingru was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then asked suspiciously, "Are you ...... Are you a kite?"

Aunt Kite was also stunned, how did this person know her name? Could it be that she knew someone who still knew her? What happened here?

Aunt Kite shouted angrily, "Who are you, and why do you know my name?"

Yang Qingru said with some dissatisfaction: "Hmph, Su Yuan is really you, I am Yang Qingru!

There was a strange taste hidden in Yang Qingru's tone, as if she was very happy. There is a very sad meaning, there is an extremely strange meaning, and it is not at all the joy of sisters meeting.

"Yang Qingru?" Aunt Kite asked uncertainly, "Why are you here?"

Su Yuan was immediately stunned. My heart suddenly felt cold. He wanted to take action immediately, but he still held back, the place he was in now was special, and it would not be good if the thunder was caused in the middle of the battle.

After hesitating for a moment, Aunt Kite's body flew away. appeared not far from Yang Qingru's side, looking at Yang Qingru, who was also wrapped in black robes, with a cold expression.

"Why are you sneaky? still wrapping your whole body in a black robe? When I can't recognize you? Even if you turn to ashes, I will remember you, my nephew will have such an experience, and it has something to do with the old immortal of your family!" Yang Qingru said resentfully.

Su Yuan snorted, and said with the same dissatisfaction: "Aren't you also in a black robe? Still talking about me! But why did you appear in the Nether Realm? Aren't you supposed to be in the Continent of the Gods? You don't have anything to explain?"

Yang Qingru was very dissatisfied. With a flick of his head, he glanced at Su Kite. "Do you need to take care of it? Aren't you also in this small human realm? Aren't you afraid that the damned gods in the 'Spirit Temple' of the Continent of the Gods will find out? You know, for people in the nether realm, those gods will not show mercy. ”

"You don't care about this, I naturally have my mission when I appear in the human world, our grievances will be put aside first, if things are delayed, even the 'Spirit Palace' can't afford it!" Su Yuan said unruly.

Su Kite appeared in the Nether, and naturally had his mission, which was to protect Su Mengqi.

Yang Qingru was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then asked strangely, "Whose guardian are you?"

"Meng Qi is the person I want to protect, listening to your tone, it seems that I also know about guarding this matter, how did you appear in the Nether?" Su Yuan said.

Su Yuan simply didn't need to wrap herself in a black robe, she casually took off the black scarf on her face, took off the hood on her head, and the black clothes on her whole body disappeared.

Under the black scarf, a beautiful face appeared, that face looked only in his thirties, a fair and clean face, which made people obsessed, wearing a light cyan skirt, wrapped in Miaoman's beautiful body. The chest is swollen in front of him, the waist is slender, and the hips and legs are thin.

It turned out to be a peerless beauty, exuding a faint mature woman's unique temperament, and a faint fragrance spread, and the air seemed to be full of Su Kite's fragrance.

Su Kite, who was called Aunt Kite by Su Mengqi, turned out to be a woman who didn't look much older than Su Mengqi, but Su Kite's appearance was somewhat similar to Su Mengqi's, and her temperament was the same.

Aunt Kite, who was originally mysterious and secretive, turned out to be such a fresh and refined peerless beauty, which really surprised everyone.

Seeing that Su Yuan showed her face, Yang Qingru was not pretentious, she took off the black robe on her body, and the face towel was removed, revealing her original face.

"Su Kite, it's really you, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, your face has hardly changed, and you are still in your thirties!" Yang Qingru sighed.

"But you're older, we were sisters at the beginning, but now you seem to be much older than me, don't you think?"

After seeing Yang Qingru, Su Yuan seemed to have lost her pride, and suddenly returned to a woman of her age, revealing the posture of a little woman.

Yang Qingru sighed. He said, "I'm wearing a mask!

"Hehe, but how did this guy become like this? Everywhere he goes, there is always a bloody storm, and there are traces of his battles everywhere, which is very different from the previous life!" Su Yuan shook his head and said suddenly.

Yang Qingru waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's take a look at their battle first!

Su Yuan smiled and said, "That's exactly what I mean!"

The two stood side by side, both with faint smiles on their faces. Divine thoughts and eyes observed the place of battle at the same time.

Yang Yu was holding the Divine Sword, his eyes were scarlet, and a surging killing intent flashed out, giving him the idea of slaughtering the world, almost overwhelming his head.

"Kun Yuan, since you forced me to use the secret method, then we will all use all our strength and have a good fight!" Yang Yu's eyes looked at Kun Yuan, his gaze was like a fierce beast.

Kun Yuan showed a solemn look in his eyes. For the first time, Yang Yu was regarded as an opponent of the same level.

"Suddenly!" Yang Yu bowed his body, like an arrow on the string, and shot out suddenly. Turned into a red light. aimed in the direction of Kun Hao and hit it straight over.

Kun Yuan looked at the menacing Yang Yu, his hands were turning in front of him, and one by one the character spells condensed out, and there were thick power fluctuations on them. Those character spells were like shields forming in front of him. It overlapped, as if the void was covered.

Yang Yu's body suddenly tilted, and he slammed his shoulder into those overlapping defensive techniques, and a huge force flew out from his body. Bombarded it hard.

"Click, click, click!"

The defense condensed by Kun Yuan only blocked Yang Yu for a moment. was shattered by the impact of Yang Yu's body, and even the power he was condensing was scattered by Yang Yu. Yang Yu's body shattered dozens of defensive powers, and he slammed into Kun Yuan's body with undiminished force.

"Bang!"

Kun Yuan was careless, and the power that had just been condensed in his body was also violently dispersed by Yang Yu, his body trembled suddenly, and a huge force invaded his body, and his body was also knocked out of a distance of several meters by Yang Yu.

He was shocked in his heart, he was accidentally hit by Yang Yu's attack, and quickly dispersed the strange power in his body that was hit by Yang Yu.

Kun Yuan thought that if Yang Yu wanted to break through his own defense line, it would definitely take a long time, so he didn't have too much power to condense personal protection, so he suffered a dark loss.

Yang Yu's body stabilized, and he slashed out with a backhand sword.

The sword light was like lightning, and it was in front of Kun Yuan in an instant, and he had a lot of strength in his hand, and he directly grabbed the sword qi, so that the sword qi could not improve by one point.

Yang Yu laughed evilly, and his body shot towards Kun Yuan again, and when he was about to come in front of Kun Yuan, a sword slashed towards the top of Kun Yuan's head.

Kun Yuan blocked the sword qi that still existed with one hand, and with the other hand, he made an eagle claw shape, with the power of Jin Cancan condensed on it, and his palm grabbed towards the sword body of the god-killing sword.

When his palm just grabbed the Divine Sword of Killing, the blood cloud on the sword body suddenly surged violently, and a violent suction force suddenly came, absorbing all the power in Kun Yuan's hand.

Every time the Divine Sword absorbed a point of power, the light on the sword body also increased, and the smell of blood on the sword body became stronger, quickly dispersing the entire air.

Absorbing the power in Kun Yuan's hand, the Divine Sword was like a greedy child, and then a rather strong suction force continued to pass out through Kun Yuan's palm, and began to absorb the power in his body.

At this time, the Divine Sword didn't care whether it was a sparring or not, as long as it had the power to absorb it, where would it let it go? So he used the solution of his whole body and tried his best to extract the power of Kun Yuan.

Yang Yu had a cruel smile on his face, and he looked at Kun Yuan with a deep meaning.

Kun Yuan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

The power condensed in his hands was all gone, and the energy and blood in his body were all extracted by the Divine Sword along his arms, and on the palms of his hands, there were suddenly many more wrinkles, which was a symptom of the extraction of vitality, which looked extremely terrifying.