When Zhao Tiange and Yang Shibu heard Yingtian's words, they were immediately furious, and shouted in unison: "This is my young master of the Tianxian Sect, why is Brother Tai so rude?"

Yingtian had even more doubts in his heart, and couldn't help but take a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask the young master's name?"

Zhao Tiange and Yang Shibu's faces changed drastically, and despite the fact that there were three other cultivator realm guards around them, the two of them surrounded Yingtian on the left and right, and said angrily: "What a bold man! We still don't know the name of our young master, how can we tell you an outsider?"

The other three cultivators were afraid when they saw that three of them had died in an instant, and at this moment, they saw that the other party seemed to have internal strife, and slowly retreated, wanting to take the opportunity to escape.

When the young master of the Heavenly Immortal Sect heard Yingtian ask for his name, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his soul, his eyes were dazed, and he let out a painful moan: "My name?"

Just as she lost her mind, a white flame with abundant spiritual power suddenly appeared, attacking her back!

Ying Tian suddenly lost his voice and exclaimed, "Be careful! It's the Heavenly Realm Hidden Guard!"

The eyes of the young master of the Heavenly Immortal Gate instantly returned to coldness, and the divine sword in her hand was full of blue light, she turned around and swung a sword backwards!

Ying Tian and the young master of the Heavenly Immortal Sect withdrew for hundreds of zhang before he unloaded that force! He was holding the delicate body of the young master of the Heavenly Immortal Sect at the moment, only to feel that her body was petite and soft, and an extremely familiar feeling rose in his heart!

Yingtian's heart was shocked at this moment, his eyes widened, and he let out a voice that even he felt incredible: "Qing'er??!!"

That day, the young master of the Xianmen trembled, his eyes showed shame and anger, and he raised his hand to knock Yingtian away with a palm, and said hatefully: "You...... Don't touch me!"

As soon as the words fell, a white-robed old man suddenly appeared, and sent out a white flame towards the young master of the Heavenly Immortal Sect again!

The young master of Tianxian Gate raised his sword to block, and the figure exploded back, she glanced at Yingtian, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes, and then she stomped her foot fiercely, and her delicate body turned into a blue light and disappeared. The expression of the white-robed old man of the Heavenly Realm changed, and he instantly turned into a white light, and galloped away with the blue light.

Ying Tian's heart was confused for a while, and he didn't care that the other party was a Heavenly Lord Realm cultivator, the nameless ancient scripture in his body was running at full strength, and his figure shot towards the white light.

And the three cultivator realm guards saw the young master of the Heavenly Immortal Sect fleeing, and sneered and surrounded Zhao Tiange and Yang Shibu again. Zhao Tiange's always calm face showed a look of anxiety at this moment, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Yang, go all out! The young master is in trouble, and he can't delay!"

Yingtian's body was far inferior to the white-robed old man, and after chasing for a long time, he found that he was getting farther and farther away from him, and the white light gradually faded away, as if it was about to disappear.

"That feeling, it will never be wrong! She is Qing'er, she must be Qing'er!" Yingtian has been getting along with Qing'er day and night since he was a child, and he naturally won't admit his mistake. At this moment, he was short of breath, and his heart was extremely ecstatic, and the sky was pitiful, Qing'er was still alive in the world!

The young master of the Heavenly Immortal Sect has been masked all the time, and her blue clothes are slightly wide, Yingtian can't recognize it, and it is impossible to think that she will be Qing'er. It's just that her eyes are very familiar to Yingtian, and she hugged her by chance just now, and that feeling made Yingtian immediately confirmed.

"Her veil is supposed to be something of the utmost treasure, and my mind can't penetrate it, and I can't see her face clearly. ”

"But how could Qing'er have such a profound cultivation?How could she become the young master of the Heavenly Immortal Sect?" Yingtian was full of doubts in his heart, and seeing that Qing'er was in a deep crisis at this moment, he took a deep breath and hurriedly chased towards the white light.

The black prison in his left eye can only help him teleport for a short distance, and at this moment, he is unable to do anything about long-distance pursuit.

After chasing for a day, seeing that the sky was getting darker, Yingtian finally saw that the white light stopped, and knew that something was wrong, and slapped his chest fiercely, burning his own natal essence blood, and his speed more than doubled in an instant!

Yingtian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale, but he didn't care. The person who haunts his dreams is in front of him, and he is being chased and killed by a strong enemy, and he is now anxious, where can he take care of his own safety?

A quarter of an hour later, Yingtian finally saw the white-robed old man, and it was "Qing'er" opposite him! I saw her holding the long sword in her right hand, her delicate body trembling slightly, and the blood stained her face scarf, as if she was seriously injured.

Seeing that Qing'er was injured, Yingtian was anxious to affect the injury, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and shouted loudly: "Qing'er!!"

Hearing that incomparably familiar voice, "Qing'er" trembled and slowly turned her head.

When she saw Yingtian's extremely worried look, her heart softened, and the resentment of many days seemed to disappear cleanly. Seeing Yingtian vomiting blood again, she was worried, she just wanted to walk towards Yingtian, but suddenly thought of something, her figure was stunned, seemed to be a little excited, and said in a trembling voice: "I...... I'm not Qing'er!"

Yingtian's heart was even more anxious, and he said loudly: "You and I grew up together, and spent more than seven years together on Huxin Island, the state capital, how could I, Yingtian, admit my mistake?!"

As he spoke, the white-robed old man snorted coldly, and his whole body was cultivated into a condensed right palm, and a giant palm dozens of zhang high suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, this giant palm burned with white flames, containing monstrous spiritual power, and slammed towards "Qing'er"!

Yingtian's expression changed greatly, but he saw that on the other side of Qing'er, a giant palm dozens of feet high also appeared, but this giant palm was burning with black flames, and the surrounding space was burned out of a slight crack, and its target was also "Qing'er"! There was actually a hidden guard of the Heavenly Lord Realm here!

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, the sand flew away, the wind danced, and the masked face towel on Qing'er's face was blown up, revealing a beautiful and moving face!

Although her face was a little pale at this moment, how could Yingtian not recognize it, this was the person who made him think about it for a long time!

Yingtian's eyes instantly turned red, his whole body trembled, and tears couldn't stop flowing! At the moment of life and death, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, the pupils of the black prison ran wildly, and in an instant he disappeared with Qing'er in his arms.

And the white flame giant palm and the black flame giant palm collided violently, making a monstrous loud sound, and a huge pit hundreds of zhang deep appeared where the two palms were! At this moment, the entire secret realm earth trembled, and all the monks in the entire secret realm showed a look of horror on their faces, looking at the direction from which the loud noise came from, and they didn't know what was happening.

Although the pupil of the Black Prison is endlessly mysterious, but in the face of the combined attack of the two Heavenly Lord Realm masters, "Qing'er" was still seriously injured, and at this moment she was lying in Yingtian's arms, frowning, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

She looked at Yingtian with a pair of wonderful eyes in a daze, her mind seemed to be a little blurred, and she muttered in a low voice: "Young master...... Master...... Is it really you?" At this moment, her timbre changed, no longer the cold voice, but Qing'er's original timbre.

When Yingtian heard this "young master" that he hadn't heard for a long time, he felt like a world away, his heart was both sad and happy, tears welled up in his eyes, he hugged her tightly, and sobbed: "Yes, it's me, Qing'er, it's all young master!"

It was not until this time that Yingtian was lost and regained, and he suddenly realized that he had a deep love for Qing'er and it was difficult to control himself. This is not the love of master and servant, not family affection, and not Qing'er's gratitude for saving his life, but the true love of men and women.

A touching smile appeared on Qing'er's face, and her delicate body shrank into Yingtian's arms, "It's so good...... Qing'er actually dreamed of seeing you again......" As soon as the words fell, Qing'er only felt unbearable pain all over her body, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and immediately passed out.

Yingtian panicked, and found out that Qing'er was only temporarily unconscious, relieved her heart, and slowly crossed into the spiritual power to heal her.

At this moment, he turned his head and stared at the two Heavenly Realm hidden guards, and a monstrous anger rose in his heart!

"I, Yingtian, have never killed a Heavenly Realm cultivator!" Yingtian slowly got up with Qing'er in his arms, his voice was cold to the bone, "And today, it is your time of death!!, you Light God Sect, I Yingtian will completely eradicate it in this life!"

Beside the white-robed old man, an old man in a black robe appeared, and he said coldly: "Just a child in the later stage of foundation building, here is a lot of nonsense, and the old man will die!"

Yingtian showed a ruthless look on his face, and quickly took out more than ten Yuan Infant Stage Spirit Treasures handed over to him by Ziyun, and threw them all towards the place where the two of them were, shouting loudly: "Burst burst explosion!"