Several talismans were photographed, and suddenly, colorful shields appeared layer by layer, and the next moment, pillars of fire, wind blades, gray rays, and rock thorns all arrived, like arrows and green feathers pouring down.

Explosions rang out one after another, but it took a few breaths to break the shield. Then a golden film of light suddenly rose, and it didn't last long before it crumbled.

After a while, only to hear a coquettish cry, the light film shattered into a gold bead and fell to the ground, Han Hongrui spat blood from her mouth, fell unconscious to the ground, and her robe became even more red.

The jade lotus swirled lightly, and a layer of blue light curtain suddenly rose, and the sword qi roared, and the ten-zhang silver light giant sword swept by. The giant sword disintegrated and shattered, extinguishing a large area of the attack, turning into a three-foot green blade and flying back upside down, and the light curtain was uncertain, taking over the rest of the attack.

Then with a clear roar, the crystal giant sword rose into the sky, passing through the sky full of blue feathers, and a three-zhang blue bird was cut in half before it could react. The sword light did not stop, and in the blink of an eye, another demon was slashed.

At the same time, a purple lotus bloomed below, and the lotus seeds flew up all over the sky between the swaying, the electric light was scorching, and the thunder was rolling. More than a dozen demon beasts that pounced on them fell to the ground in response, their fur scorched black and their bodies stiff. Then the flowers and leaves trembled lightly and spun out. The surface is sparkling and trembling.

The bluebird scattered, hovering and then screaming, or sticking out its head to probe its claws, or flapping its wings wildly. Feather arrows and wind blades are overwhelming, and beak shadow claws are sharp and sharp.

Yuan Qing appeared in mid-air, raised his qi and stepped on it, and swung his sword to slash out several bright silver sword lights. "Bang bang" made a few soft sounds, and all the sword lights turned into misty mist, turning into clouds one after another. Then the sword wind was surging, and the clouds and mist rushed towards the demon bird. When the two meet, it crackles like rain hitting plantains.

The herd howled, and snake scales, wolf hair, tiger claws, and stone thorns followed. The flowers and leaves are like peerless divine soldiers, and they broke several rounds of attacks before they dissipated, and only more than ten petals swept away the offensive. A two-zhang green cow was accidentally swept by the petals, and the water turned into a broken corpse.

The wind has stopped, the demon birds have rushed by, the flowers and leaves have disappeared, and the beasts have rushed in.

The young man turned into a giant sword, ignoring the blue bird in the air, and slashed at the beasts below, Zhu Ling'er sacrificed a large number of talismans, and the wind, thunder, ice and fire converged into a turbulent wave and attacked the young man.

The giant sword came in an instant, slashing several demons in a row, and the torrent of magic followed, clearing out a ten-zhang clearing.

Zhu Ling'er pulled out the hairpin, drew a large piece of light blade, held up Han Hongrui, and drove the spirit boat to follow.

A change is like a rabbit falling and falling, and the cooperation between the two is seamless. The demons were still entangled with light blades and spells, and the two of them had already escaped more than a hundred feet and disappeared into the dense forest.

The little beast didn't make a move from beginning to end, and kept looking at Yuan Qing with a playful gaze, seeing that he had escaped, he couldn't help but be angry, and the phantom of the unicorn behind him appeared, and he roared.

When the demons heard this, their limbs trembled, and they almost wanted to crawl on the ground, and then the blood of the beast surged, their eyes were red, and a bloodthirsty and violent intention filled their hearts.

"Roar!" After a frenzied beast roar, the demons flew on all fours and quickly chased after them.

After Yuan Qing broke through the encirclement, he lifted the technique of integrating body and sword, landed on the spirit boat behind him, took the pill, and closed his eyes to breathe.

Zhu Ling'er glanced at the pale young man with a concerned expression, and seeing that he was fine, he put his mind at ease and tried his best to make the Lingzhou.

Flying out of more than ten miles, and heard the high-pitched birdsong, and then saw four demon birds appear in the sky, the speed is extremely fast, the wings are flashing with cyan flames, and they are approaching quickly.

Yuan Qing opened his eyes, his gaze was clear, and he suddenly entered the realm of sword heart. With a clear roar, the sword light rose again, and the young man left the spirit boat and rushed straight towards the demon bird.

Zhu Ling'er glanced at the young man deeply, and then his mana surged, and he flew forward without looking back.

When the demon bird saw the sword light coming, it didn't let it dodge, but let out a sharp birdsong, and the light was blazing, and it crashed straight into the past.

Halfway through, the sword light accelerated abruptly, and suddenly turned into a crystal giant sword, flashing, and instantly cutting a bird in two. The other three birds were not afraid of death, pecking and grabbing, completely ignoring the edge of the sword.

The giant sword does not stop, volleys in the air, and then slashes a demon. The blood rain was drenched, and the remaining two demons seemed to be more awake, hurriedly opened the distance, fanned their wings sharply, and summoned the wind blade arrow feathers to attack the giant sword from afar.

As soon as the wind blade arrow feather approached, it turned into powder under the sharp sword qi, and the giant sword paused slightly, with a buzz, and slashed towards the demon bird again.

However, the demon bird was bent on avoiding the war, and fled away with a flap of its wings. Although the giant sword is on the front line, every time it wants to catch up, it will be blocked by the feather claws, and I can't help but be stunned.

After a moment, the young man showed his form, his face pale, and he gasped slightly. Without waiting for the demon bird to attack, there was a rustling sound in the forest, but it was the little beast who led the demons to come.

"Meow", the blue bird immediately understood, and chased after Zhu Ling'er over the boy, while the rest surrounded Yuan Qing, and all kinds of means emerged in an endless stream, whistling.

Yuan Qing took a deep breath, threw out three talismans and turned them into shields, and the magic robe on his body was also full of light, forming a thick white light film. Then he calmed his mind and pointed to the sword, and the water was cut off like silver paste, and the streamer was shining.

With a bang, the flying sword broke through the air, and caught up with the two birds in a snap of his fingers, passing through coherently. The sharp sword qi erupted from the body, and in the blink of an eye, it was twisted into a bloody rain of flesh, and it fell in a slurch.

At the same time, the attack struck, and in a few breaths, it broke through the three-layer shield and hit the light film. However, for a moment, the spiritual light of the magic robe dimmed, and the light film was only a thin layer, which could be broken at any time.

As soon as the young man's mind moved, a layer of silver light appeared in his body, and with a gesture of reaching out, the water broke and suddenly returned.

Seeing this, the little beast swung out its Dao claws and slapped at the flying sword, but unexpectedly, the sword light tossed and turned with great spirituality, passing through the layers of blockade like a swimming fish, and returned to the young man's hand.

With a "bang", the light film shattered, and the silver light mask did not block it for a moment. At the last moment, the sword roared, and the silver light suddenly appeared, and a fine sword qi erupted, annihilating the rest of the attack, and then carrying the piercing killing intent, rolling back.

The young man stood with his sword in his hand, empty inside, his face bleak, but his eyes were unprecedentedly tenacious and sharp. After taking a deep look at the little beast, the sword light rose again, and he directly broke through the air and left. Those who blocked the way in the middle were all cut in half by the luminous giant sword after a clear sound.

The little beast roared angrily, the golden mangs all over his body soared, and the unicorn phantom reappeared, and suddenly the demons surrendered, prostrate on the ground, trembling.

The unicorn lion's mouth opened widely, and a little golden light appeared out of thin air, swelling to the size of a palm in an instant, and with a strong spit out, a bright pillar of light flashed away, and the latter hit the giant sword first.

With a muffled snort, the giant sword shattered, and one person and one sword fell diagonally into the forest.

The unicorn phantom slowly disappeared into the void, and the little beast "meowed", with a beaming face. Hearing this, the demons hurriedly got up and rushed towards the place where the figure fell.

At this time, Yuan Qing had blood at the corner of his mouth, took the pill, pasted the spirit talisman, and tried his best to resist the sword and fly forward.

At that time, a blow not only broke the technique of integrating the body and sword, but also caused his internal organs to displace, his meridians were injured, his qi and blood surged, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out. If it weren't for the vestments to remove some of the strength, I am afraid that the foundation would be damaged.

Sensing that the demon beast was chasing, it was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and the young man gathered only the remaining spiritual power and used the method of concealment. I saw that his body gradually blurred, as imperceptible as a bubble, and his breath was also constricted. Change direction slightly and continue to walk forward.

After seven turns and eight turns, suddenly opened, a big river lay in front, and the soup was flowing endlessly.

The young man's consciousness probed backwards, and then he retracted his sword, closed all seven orifices, and fell to the bottom of the river, only a mouthful of inner breath circulated between his mouth and nose, drifting with the current, and he didn't know where to go.

The demons chased to the river and suddenly stopped, or sniffed or looked, or ran along the edge. The little beast stood on top of the white tiger's head, its eyes shining with golden light, searching back and forth.

A moment later, with a soft howl, the demons scattered, carefully searching for a radius of ten miles, not even sparing the other side of the river.

An hour later, the little beast nested on top of the white tiger's head, yawning and drowsy. The demons came back one after another, and they all bowed their heads and ears, but they did not find any traces.

As if he was really sleepy, the little beast yawned and muttered a few times, then closed its eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The white tiger stood up gently, turned around and walked slowly into the dense forest, and the demons did not dare to come out, and quietly followed behind them. A group of demon beasts slowly disappeared into the forest like this.

Zhu Ling'er and the Han family brothers and sisters galloped all the way for dozens of miles, changing direction many times during this time, and at this moment, the mana was at the bottom, and it was difficult to continue.

After repeatedly confirming that there were no pursuers, the girl found a hidden cave, put away the spirit boat, placed Han Hongrui and the others, and laid out several formations at the entrance of the cave, then took out the pill and took it, closed her eyes and breathed.

I don't know how long it took, with a soft sound, Han Hongrui woke up slowly. In front of him was a strange stone cave, with his eldest brother lying beside him, covered in blood, breathing steadily, and a green spirit rune on his chest.

"You're awake. An ethereal female voice came, but I saw Zhu Ling'er not far away, covered in purple faintly, her eyes were not opened, her mouth [lips] were slightly open, and she said softly.

"Your brother's life is already worry-free, and he will wake up soon," he said, stretching out his hand, and a white jade porcelain bottle flew lightly towards the nun.

"This is the elixir, it has the effect of quickly recovering mana, so hurry up and take the lower breath. ”

Han Hongrui took the porcelain vase and did not open it immediately, but asked out loud, "Why don't you see Senior Brother Yuan?"

Zhu Ling'er opened her eyes, glanced at her, and said lightly: "He left the queen." ”

The latter was taken aback, opened his mouth to say something, hesitated, and finally did not say a word. After taking a deep breath, the female cultivator poured out the pill and took it, her body was red and shining, her face was full of determination, and she slowly settled down.

Soon, the purple light in the cave flashed, and Zhu Ling'er gently exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood up. Glancing at the nun who was still pranayama, she quietly walked outside the cave.

It was late at night, starry and moonlight. The girl looked into the thick distance, and her eyebrows were full of melancholy.

After a moment, as if he had made up his mind, the sorrow faded and was replaced by a face full of determination.

Somewhere by the river.

With a "bang", a young man dressed in white flew up from the river and landed on the shore, his face pale and panting. Strange to say, although it comes from the river, it is not stained with water, and its body is as clean as new.

After not taking a few steps, the young man suddenly frowned, and a layer of fine cold sweat oozed from his forehead, as if he was enduring great pain, and his body was also shaky.

After taking the two pills with difficulty, the young man glanced at his surroundings, struggled and walked a few more steps, and finally couldn't support it, and fell to the ground with a "poof", unknown personnel.

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Fenhe Village.

At dawn, the village awoke from its slumber and smoke rose from the scattered thatched huts. The men carried hoes and walked towards the cultivated fields, and when they met people on the same road, they would say hello and say a few words of meat, which aroused bursts of hearty laughter

As the sun grew, the old man sat on a wicker chair, smoking a dry cigarette and basking in the sun, while the old woman helped her daughter-in-law clean up the house and prepare lunch. Children run from east to west in groups of threes and fives, giggling and joking, seemingly never tiring.

With a "bang", the pottery bowl fell to the ground and fell into seven or eight pieces. A thin boy of about five or six years of age came out of the house at a rapid pace, followed by a young woman with a rattan in her hand, furious.

When the woman chased to the gate of the courtyard, she stopped, and shouted: "Erba, you wait for me, don't come back if you have the ability!"

Erdan didn't care about such threatening words, just turned a deaf ear, and trotted all the way to the river, his face full of pride.

The woman put down the cruel words and went back to the house to cook, and it was not long before she saw that her own bastard had returned.

There was no doubt that there was him, and the lady put down the kitchen utensils, and raised her hand to beat him violently, but she heard the boy pant and say:

"Mother, I found a person by the river!"