The words were divided into two ends, and it was said that after Ah Lian witnessed Xiao Luo's form disappear and turn into a little spiritual light and dissipate invisible, the little fox also had red circles under his eyes, and returned to Qian Wu's side with a cold Qingyun in his arms.

"Qinglian, he..."

Although it was far away, he could see what was going on with Chimai's eyes.

For the entanglement between the three of them, she is the earliest guesser and witness, from the beginning of sacrificing her life to save each other, to the later completion of the broken tail, the same woman, Qianwu can be said to empathize with Qinglian.

But now that Xiao Luo has died, the final decision is to entrust the young man to the saint, except for the word sigh, she can't find a more suitable word to describe her mood.

"He should be overly sad. ”

Kneeling down, Ah Lian gently rested Qingyun's head on top of her legs.

Somehow, when she saw the half piece of jade that had been deeply rooted in Yun Lang's palm, she couldn't hold back the tears, and they dripped down Qingyun's face and turned into ice crystals.

"Qianwu, who is this young man?"

Ye Luo also woke up at this time, and while looking at this handsome and extraordinary young man curiously, he asked Qian Wu.

"My lord, he... He was a friend of the Holy Maiden. ”

Qian Wu thought about it for a long time, and finally sighed secretly in her heart, and did not tell some things and dishes.

"Oh, friend?"

It's just that now the situation is critical, and the saint is sad, so she can't bear to interfere with it, so she quietly waits for the young man to wake up.

It's just that as time goes by, although Qingyun is in a coma, his long hair is turning red little by little, and the power of the true spirit has no sign of ebbing tide at all, and the desolate and desolate aura on his body has become more and more intense and profound.

Ye Luo's blue pupils suddenly narrowed, and he just wanted to take it down to prevent it from being unfavorable to the Holy Maiden, but unexpectedly, Qingyun suddenly opened his eyes!

Blood-colored eyes!

Boundless karma!

"It's so bad!"

She was as strong as the Wind Realm, but she was only frightened by the young man's eyes, and she was secretly shocked in her heart, and she exclaimed:

"Holy Maiden beware!"

"Lord Yeluo, I'll be fine. ”

Ah Lian nodded sadly to Ye Luo, and then calmly watched the red-eyed Qingyun sit up straight, and asked softly:

"Who are you?"

"His friend. ”

Qingyun replied briefly, and then his face did not move, and he turned his head to look at Qian Wu and Ye Luo.

Ye Luo is better, but this look makes Qian Wu's heart tremble!

Because she felt the same breath as the nameless real body in this young man, absurd, domineering, and self-respecting!

So the petite Yeluo immediately protected Qian Wu's body, and she knew very well that this person was very likely to be in the same state as Feixing.

"Senpai, you..."

Before Ye Luo finished asking, "Qingyun", no, it should be said that Xiao Qi raised his palm, and at this time, his palm was deeply pierced with a small piece of broken Mingyu ice chips.

"Is Xiao Luo dead?"

With his back to Ah Lian, Xiao Qi asked in a voice that belonged to Qingyun.

"Yes, she died to save Yun Lang, and her killer was imprisoned in the distance. ”

"Take care of yourself, he has nothing left to lose. ”

Except for Ah Lian, everyone saw Qingyun's face, and a trace of blood and tears came out of their eyes.

Xiao Qi didn't know why his heart was in pain, but he knew very well who the owner of the blood and tears was, and if he couldn't find an outlet for the pain today, then this strong young man might never wake up again.

Immediately, he solemnly glanced at the last trace of the remnants belonging to Xiao Luoyi, and then took out an object from the treasure bag and swallowed it together with his abdomen, leaving Ah Lian behind, and hurried away into the distance.

Old man Yuan didn't come up and take someone to do something with Tianlong, but caught the goddess Qiushui, who was already unconscious, and handed it over to a monk behind him, and then cautiously glanced at Tianlong.

Seeing that the other party didn't mean to do it immediately, he respectfully hugged his fist at the white-clothed male cultivator:

"Yuan Anchu, the junior co-elder of the Heavenly Acropolis, has seen his seniors. ”

Although the other party used a strange power that was neither black nor white, but Yuan Anchu, as a great power that was about to enter the late stage of returning to the spirit, the essence of that power should still be spiritual power, which he could still see.

However, at this point, at least it can prove that the other party is most likely not the companion of this dragon claw old immortal.

Besides, he can't see through the strength of the other party at all, and those who can reach this realm can only be done by those old monsters who have self-styled cultivation in order to avoid the catastrophe.

In fact, there is the most important point, that is, the goddess Qiushui didn't know what medicine she had taken wrong and did it with the other party, and the big guy among the big guys didn't give her the Fa on the spot.

Yuan Anchu didn't believe that this strong man would be a master who cherished the fragrance and cherished the jade, or that the goddess was a good friend, if it weren't for that, it would be the supreme background of the other party's jealousy of their pure void sky.

So no matter how you think about it, as long as you can hug this thigh to deal with the dragon claw golden retriever, no matter what status you say, he Yuan Anchu can not even have an old face, otherwise his gang will definitely have to explain here today.

Seeing that Yuan Anchu bowed respectfully, the rest of the people all knew in their hearts, and they all learned from each other, and they all spoke in unison:

"I've seen my seniors!"

This posture suddenly made the white-clothed male cultivator a little dumbfounded, but fortunately, there was not the slightest expression on his chaotic face.

It seemed that the noise of the autumn water made him feel a lot better, and he only listened to his pleasant voice:

"Can you make that kid a little more stable?"

Following the fingers of the white-clothed male cultivator, everyone realized that it was a monk wearing a hat, and a man with a face more beautiful than a woman was on the ground, frantically bombarding the black-clothed man trapped in the chaos cage with his spiritual power.

Obviously, Jiang Liu'er, who was extremely angry, had lost her mind and only wanted to kill Xiao Luoyi's enemy with her hand.

"Red Dust Guest?"

Yuan Anchu blurted out.

"Red Dust Guest, oh, it's her!"

Obviously, Yuan Anchu and the male cultivator in white both knew this woman.

Lao Yuan knew and was interested, and immediately flew forward, and said very politely to Hongchenke:

"Xiaoyou, is that Jiang Liu'er?"

"Not bad. ”

Hongchen replied lightly, and when he spoke, he didn't even have the slightest amount of courtesy that juniors should have to their elders.

If it is said that she is also the power of the Spirit Realm, but now that everyone in the Wind Realm can only belong to the doll generation, what virtue does she have, how can she not be pretentious to Old Man Yuan?

But what puzzled everyone was that Yuan Anchu was not only not angry at this person's rudeness, but still said with a pleasant face:

"Little friend, in the land of right and wrong, please evacuate quickly with your heroes, otherwise..."

Old man Yuan hadn't finished speaking, but his brows suddenly tightened!

At the same time, everyone in the distance also felt something, and they turned their heads to look, and saw that Lao Yuan didn't say a word, pulling Hongchenke and the crazy Jiang Liuer to retreat directly!

It turned out to be the man in black who was trapped by the "Heavenly Prisoner", and I don't know when he had sacrificed his Burning Spirit Treasure Table!

"That's..."

Before the whitefriar's words of surprise fell, his person had actually appeared in front of the cage out of thin air!

Before he could remove the cage, the black-clothed monk's Burning Spirit Treasure Platform lit up with a dancing Yuan Spirit True Fire.

Unexpectedly, he did not use the Yuan Spirit True Fire to reshape the severed arm, but placed his index finger, which was able to flicker and shine before, on it, and then violently spewed out an ethereal white gas towards his index finger, and finally broke it with spiritual power without saying a word!

"Damn, scared the old man to death, I thought he was going to blow himself up on his Burning Spirit Treasure Platform!"

After galloping hundreds of zhang away in a row, Yuan Anchu let go of Hongchenke and Jiang Liu'er with palpitations.

At this time, not only did there not have the slightest pain in the incomprehensible eyes of the man in black, but he did not even make any waves.

It seems that everything is under its control, and it seems that it has been withdrawing from things, watching the clouds rise and fall.

However, after he had done all this, he had been staring at the white-clothed monk outside the cage, although he was still masked, but his slightly curved sword eyebrows seemed to mock or mock the incompetence of the other party.

"You're so ruthless!"

"Each other, each other. ”

The whitefriar's voice was elegant and pleasant, but the black-clad killer was hoarse and indifferent.

Although the cultivation strength of the two sides is very different, after they can't see each other's faces clearly, each other's words seem to be cut off by two edges, and only the ending is the best answer.

I saw that the severed finger wrapped in white qi suddenly burst out with brilliant spiritual light under the sacrifice of the black-clothed man's Yuan Spirit True Fire, and shook the white-clothed monk directly out!

However, the blazing aura did not last long, but quickly restrained with an incomprehensible fluctuation, and then retracted into the body of the man in black.

Then his aura began to climb steadily, and even in the blink of an eye, the originally unbreakable Chaos Prison was directly shattered by its momentum!

"How many years!How many years!How many years!This seat has finally reappeared in the world!hahahahaha!"

The man in black, no, now he is no longer black, but a humanoid creature surrounded by a spiritual light that cannot be seen directly!

"It's you!

The white-clothed monk who flew upside down quickly stabilized his figure, although his face was hidden under the chaos, but his voice was full of strong shock and disbelief!

"Hahahaha, you lowly, dirty, weak ant!

Obviously, the creature in the aura possessed the man in black, and this strange power actually met the whitefriar!

"It's... This is... It's the power of the 'void', he... He's an Immortal in the Upper Realm!"

The purple sword in his hand fell with a clatter, and Yuan Anchu was dumbfounded.

In fact, not only him, but also the monks who returned to the spiritual realm from all walks of life sensed each other's feelings of both yearning and fear!

"Refining the void! Refining the void! He is a monk of the Void Refining Realm, and he is an immortal in the Upper Realm!"

Some of the spiritual monks even ignored the scorching aura, staring at the person with tears in their eyes, and even ready to sincerely bow their knees and worship to realize the void vein on the other side.