The two of them didn't have the heart to care about Ling Jiujiu anymore, Ling Jiujiu and Li Xunhuan could only follow behind and squeeze in by themselves, but as soon as they entered, Ling Jiujiu felt a strong wind coming towards her.

"Xiao Jiu, be careful!" Li Xunhuan shouted, he unfolded his defensive magic weapon and hurriedly stopped in front of Ling Jiujiu.

Li Xunhuan looked at death as if he were at home, but unfortunately it was just a shoe that flew over, and Li Xunhuan, the hero who saved the beauty, couldn't sing anymore.

The shoe fell off when it hit Li Xunhuan's defensive cover, Li Xunhuan was a little embarrassed, this defensive cover was not withdrawn at this time, and it was not withdrawn.

"Idiot!" Li Ronghuan didn't miss any opportunity to taunt Li Xunhuan, and said with a sneer next to him.

Li Xunhuan didn't say anything back, but suddenly another thing flew towards them, but this time it was no longer a shoe, but the aftermath of a sword qi.

Li Xunhuan's defensive magic cover finally came in handy, the sword qi hit the magic cover directly, and the defensive magic cover that hit it shook twice, and then shattered.

This defensive magic weapon was given to Li Xunhuan by Li Hong, and it was also a high-grade magic weapon, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even bear the aftermath of a sword qi, which shows how strong this person with a sword is.

Li Xunhuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, he shook it twice, and then poured it softly towards Ling Jiujiu.

"Seventh brother, I'll help you!" Li Ronghuan hurriedly stepped forward, and was about to help Li Xunhuan with a concerned face.

Although Li Xunhuan was injured, he was not to the point of asking someone to help him, he pretended to faint just so that Ling Jiujiu could hug him, but he didn't expect that Li Ronghuan would ruin his good deeds.

Li Xunhuan didn't want to fall into Li Ronghuan's arms, so he hurriedly stood up straight.

"Hurry up and hide, it's too dangerous here!" shouted the phantom who came in with them, when was it, these people were still chattering here, did they all want to die?

With the Phantom's shout, a fireball landed near them, and the impact of the fireball explosion nearly knocked them off.

The phantom rushed to the back of a boulder not far away, and Ling Jiujiu followed closely behind him.

Li Xunhuan and Li Ronghuan also came back to their senses, as soon as they ran over, the place where they were standing just now was blasted out of a pit by another fireball, if they ran slower, they were afraid that they would have been directly cremated into ashes at this time.

The Phantom was apprehensive, and threw a few formations out when he returned his hand, and the Phantom breathed a sigh of relief after a few formations landed.

Ling Jiujiu raised his eyes to look, but saw lightning and thunder in the sky in the distance, the wind and clouds were changing, the sound of dragons and tigers roaring faintly sounded among the clouds, and Ling Jiujiu's scalp was numb and his face was pale.

"Who is fighting with whom?" Ling Jiujiu took a few deep breaths before he asked in a reluctantly calm whisper.

"I don't know, but there are more than a dozen of them, and the lowest cultivation is also a Jindan monk, so let's watch the battle from a distance!" said the Phantom.

"Xiao Jiu, don't be afraid, I'll protect you!" Li Xunhuan said as he put his arm around Ling Jiujiu's shoulder.

Ling Jiujiu was stiff when he hugged her like this, she turned her head to look at Li Xunhuan, Li Xunhuan was a little embarrassed by Ling Jiujiu, so she could only let go of her hand.

"Hehehe, isn't it claimed that there has never been a woman who can escape your palm?

Li Xunhuan glared angrily.

Ling Jiujiu ignored the Li family brothers who were bickering, but looked towards the battlefield in the distance, and gradually, Ling Jiujiu also saw a little way.

There were indeed more than a dozen people in the sky in the distance, and in the melee, Ling Jiujiu could vaguely tell that Li Hong and Yin Xiyuan were among them, in addition to these two people, Ling Jiujiu also saw the figures of Han Xiang and the Demon Lord of the Dark Water.

"Huh, isn't the Stygian Water Demon Lord dead?" Ling Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, and then shocked.

She had seen the corpse of the Stygian Demon Lord being carried by the female ghost king with her own eyes, why was she alive and kicking up and down again?

"The Stygian Water Demon Lord has a spirit beast that has been transformed, the human form of that spirit beast is exactly the same as the Stygian Water Demon Lord, the situation was critical, the Stygian Water Demon Lord let the spirit beast be a substitute for the dead ghost, and he escaped by taking advantage of the female ghost king's time to absorb the spirit beast's yang energy!" the phantom whispered to Ling Jiujiu.

Ling Jiujiu frowned slightly, although the master couldn't live even if the spirit beast died, but just let the spirit beast die for him, Ling Jiujiu still felt unacceptable.

"Oh, no, that female ghost king has appeared、、!" Ling Jiujiu was stunned when he suddenly shouted in a low voice, Ling Jiujiu raised his eyes to look, only to see a blood-red light on the battlefield in the distance, and the dozen or so demon cultivators were shrouded in this red light.

In that red light, the figure of a black-haired woman in red loomed.

"Hehehehe、、、 who are you?Are you here to kill me?Where is my master?Has my master been killed by you?、、、" With a cold laugh, the woman's voice sounded faintly.

The dozen or so demon cultivators were lively, so they didn't pay attention to their surroundings at all, so the appearance of this female ghost king made everyone defenseless, and in just an instant, everyone became a turtle in the urn.

Of course, even if you are on guard, you can't escape it, after all

More than a dozen people struggled desperately in the red light, but to no avail, one of them wanted to use a secret method to escape, but as soon as he moved, the female ghost king crushed his head, and suddenly the others stopped struggling, they didn't want to anger this female madman, and she directly opened the scoop.

"Where's my master?"

"Where's my master?"

、、、、、、

Ji Yao repeated this sentence, her expression was confused, sad, complaining, resentful,

People have three souls and six spirits, and Ji Yao only has one soul left, although she can open her spiritual wisdom after cultivating to the realm of the ghost king, but after all, she has been lacking her heart and eyes for so many years, even if she opens her spiritual intelligence, this IQ is not much higher.

Ji Yao's memory is almost gone, she only remembers that she has a master who loves her, but she can't think about what that master looks like and how she cultivates, she vaguely remembers that many people want to kill her and her master, and these people in front of her should be the group of people who want to kill her master.

Ji Yao asked for a while, but no one answered her, so she was even more angry, and she raised her hand. A primordial monk died at the hands of her slender jade fingers.

In fact, it's not that everyone doesn't want to answer, but everyone is frozen by Ji Yao, and they can't speak at all!

Grass, what kind of master? Give some hints, you say who your master is, everyone can help you find it!