112.Bloodstained Kunlun Void (II)

(Unredacted)

The dragon Jiao fights viciously, and the fight is difficult to solve.

One is galloping and thunderous, but because he is covered in injuries, he has revealed a lot of flaws; the other is experienced in attack and flexible in defense, although he is suppressed by blood, he takes advantage of the opponent's injuries, and his strong tail and sharp claws hit the opponent's injuries again and again.

For a time, the snowy wind was raging, and the air was lightning and thunder.

The restraints on his body were removed, and Qinglan collapsed to the ground all of a sudden.

Ye Yao and Xue Li set him up one left and one right, and asked anxiously, "Dong Tingjun, where are you injured?"

"Wenxi...... Pretending to be a disciple of Tianxinmen, ...... me Poisoned. Qinglan replied weakly.

His face was pale, but his eyes were red and demonic.

Ye Yao stretched out his hand to probe a little, and felt the power of the fire sun rolling around him.

"Green Glass Snake Fruit?!" her face instantly turned to ashes.

In the misty island of the East China Sea, there is a green glass tree that is 100 zhang high, there is a pair of red snakes living on it, a nest of snake eggs is born every 100 years, and it is hung on the tree like a fruit, and it is said: green glass snake fruit.

The snake egg is pure yang, and the connotation is fire essence.

If you don't eat much, your organs will be burned.

Especially for the aquarium, it is the world's poison!

"That's right. Qinglan nodded, looked at her and said, "You are not Bi Meng of the Rain Clan. Who are you, and why would you trade your own life for mine?"

"Because...... I owe Ze a favor. ”

Ye Yao tried her best to calm herself down, and quickly sealed several big holes on his body, "Shenjun, don't speak, don't move, don't let the 'fire spirit' wander away again." I'll take you to the Divine Venerable!"

Qinglan smiled calmly, "Since you can see what kind of poison it is, you naturally know that it has no cure. Why don't you let go of me and help your friend. He seems to ...... The injury was not light. ”

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand, took a few snowflakes, and presented them in front of Ye Yao.

The snowflakes melted in the palm of the palm, and it turned out to be a slight blood color.

"Ahh

Xue Li sneezed heavily, rubbed his nose and said, "Aze's blood is still strangely uncomfortable. ”

"He's a dragon and won't lose. Ye Yao replied firmly.

Qinglan shook his head and let out a long sigh.

"I ...... Can't live. Being able to die in the place where my sister died is also a great blessing in this life. If there is a trace of fairy spirit in the world, I can still be a companion with her and continue to play together......"

"Divine Monarch, don't say such frustrating words!, the Celestial Clan has a collection of countless spiritual treasures and immortal medicines, this place is so close to the Nine Heavens, you will definitely not die!" Ye Yao said anxiously.

"Nine Heavens?!Haha——, Emperor of Heaven wishes that our brother would die early, but fortunately, in the land of the lifeblood of the Ze clan, the people of the northern water system will be placed. It is good to balance the power of the north and the south, and also bury eyeliner in front of his father's eyes. Ahem, ahem—"

Qinglan coughed a few times and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood beads fell on the snow, instantly dissolving the deep snow into a large pit, and the water vapor was still eroding downward.

The power of the "Fire Essence" was so great that the Seventh Brother's internal organs had already been burned......

Ye Yao sighed heavily, "Since Shui Jun said so, he can't go to death calmly. Ze needs you, Divine Venerable...... He needs you too!"

"Father—" Qinglan's eyebrows flashed.

He was not willing to die like this.

For the sake of their brother and the entire Ze clan, my father took on the responsibility of the gods and became the leader of the eight great gods, dealing with the huge pressure inside and outside.

If he dies, the pressure on his father will only be greater!

Instantly igniting the desire to survive, he grabbed Ye Yaodi'......s shoulders and said eagerly: "Take me to my father! There is always a way to refrain from restraint!"

When people are in danger, the desire to survive is more effective than any panacea.

Ye Yao showed a hint of joy and gave Xue Li a look, and the two of them stepped on the snow and clouds at the same time, and floated to the bamboo forest with the clear air.

Flying to a high place, he was about to continue to the top of the mountain, when he suddenly saw a green light rushing into the battle of the dragon, followed by a white light.

"Father—"

"Master!"

Ye Yao and Qing Lan exclaimed at the same time.

Qingmang came quickly, like a meteor crossing, the air was majestic, and it hit the frog Jiao's body.

"Whew-"

The frog let out a terrible scream. The huge body hovered in the air chaotically, quickly losing its balance and crumbling for a while.

At this time, Bai Mang finally caught up, and his spiritual power was obviously much weaker, but he did not hesitate to attack Qing Mang.

Qingmang was even tougher, and before Baimang could make a move, he had already attacked it with all his might.

The two rays of light quickly entangled.

The white dragon gasped for a moment, then suddenly opened its bloody mouth and raised its head to the sky and let out a roar.

Three heavenly thunderbolts fell in response to the sound and hit the frog Jiao directly.

The frog circled, running left and running, still being hit by one of them, falling down in smoke.

Seeing this scene, Qingmang immediately withdrew from the battle and chased after her with all his might.

"Bang dong-" There was a loud bang, and the earth shook several times.

The frog fell not far away, with green smoke on its body and tumbling in pain.

The white dragon circled for a few weeks, opening its mouth and roaring a few times.

The electric light flickered, and it flew down from the sky, straight towards the heart of the frog Jiao Sanqi.

Between the lightning and flint, Qingmang finally arrived.

He instantly spread his spiritual power and turned into a barrier, bearing the heavy blows of all the thunder and lightning.

......

"Boom-boom-"

"Crackle-"

After a thunderbolt and a flash of lightning, the snow calmed down.

Bai Mang caught the falling white dragon and slowly landed in the clearing, and Ye Yao and Xue Li followed Qinglan Tengyun.

Falling into the snow, Bai Mang turned around and turned into Tianwu Shenjun.

He was half-supporting a teenager, it was Aze.

Aze looked bad, covered in blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were slightly closed......

"Aze—"

Ye Yao's feet were unstable, and the three of them fell into the snow together.

Tianwu Shenzun didn't say much, and helped Aze to them in exchange for his own son.

He stretched out his hand to probe Qinglan's Heavenly Spirit, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he immediately sat down and poured the power of Shui Ze into him.

There is no solution to the poison of the "fire spirit" in the world, especially for the water tribe.

At this time, the son's internal organs were almost about to melt into a ball.

Xue Li held Aze, Ye Yao turned his hands together, and pointed to his forehead as a sword trick, urging the dragon ball with his telekinesis, and slowly instilling spiritual power into him.

With the infusion of spiritual power, Aze's face quickly improved, and the wounds on his body gradually healed.

Ye Yao breathed a sigh of relief, Uncle Blazing Flame and Aze are the same sect, and the spiritual power in the Dragon Ball is strong and yang, which is more suitable for Aze than his own immortal spirit.

......

The sky has gradually brightened, and the blood of Yuzhu Peak is permeated.

"Rumble—Rumble—"

Suddenly, there was a tremor under his feet.

"An avalanche?" said Xue Li, surprised.

Ye Yao shook her head, "It's from under the mountainside." ”

She put away her hand, pushed Aze to Xueli, and took to the air herself, overlooking where the sound came from.

At the foot of the mountain, a living creature rushed upwards like a tide.