"Big brother, which direction are we going?" the little dragon carried Qingyun and flew rapidly over the outer sect of the Great Yan Sect.

"The location of the gate is definitely not to go. Choose a more remote corner and fly out and say," Qingyun groaned slightly, "southeast corner." ”

The little dragon was at full strength at this time, and roared towards the southeast corner at the limit speed. Qingyun clung to the dragon's back, if it weren't for the fact that his body cultivation was already very strong, I am afraid that this fierce wind would have already lifted him away.

Just as they were about to rush out of the outer sect's range, without warning, the little dragon suddenly slammed into an invisible barrier. The force of the collision generated by this high-speed flight was so great that only by hearing the sound of "bang", the head of the little dragon was blurred by the impact, and the dragon scales fell off, and with a muffled snort, the green cloud was planted headlong down.

One man and one dragon smashed the bluestone-paved ground, smashing out a big hole. Looking at the faint light, the huge bluestone slab seemed to be covered with cobweb-like cracks. The little dragon also turned back into a child, feeling dizzy and spinning. But Qingyun didn't care about the severe pain all over his body, he resisted the little dragon with blood on his head, and jerkily carried the wind that he had only learned for a few days, and galloped forward again.

"Hmph, want to escape?" As a cold voice sounded, a middle-aged man dressed in gray blocked them like a ghost.

Qingyun didn't have time to think about it and immediately turned around and rushed out again. The momentum exuded by the gray-clothed man in front of him pressed on Qingyun's body like a mountain, no matter which direction he rushed, the gray-clothed man could always block in front of him. Qingyun was forced to stop and stared coldly at the man in black.

"Leave this boy behind, and I can spare your life. The man in gray said lightly.

"No way. "Qingyun's exit is categorical, without any hesitation. At the same time, my brain is racing and I am thinking about countermeasures. But no matter how you think about it, there seems to be only one result, and that is that there is no countermeasure. In the face of absolute strength, all plans are in vain.

"Hmph, then let's leave our lives together. The man in gray stopped talking nonsense, and with a wave of one arm, a huge palm print flew out and slashed at the little dragon on Qingyun's shoulder like lightning. Qingyun immediately retreated with all his strength, gathered the aura of his whole body in front of his chest, and resisted this blow stubbornly, and suddenly felt that the blood and qi in his body were tumbling, as if all his internal organs had been displaced. Fortunately, Qingyun found that the aura could be gathered in one place to enhance resistance, otherwise, it is estimated that the bones of the whole body have been discounted by the palm in front of him at this time.

forcibly suppressed a mouthful of black blood, put Xiaolong down from behind him, and said calmly: "Xiaolong, big brother is here to resist, you have to try your best to rush out." ”

"No, big brother, I will never leave you alone and run away. Xiaolong's eyes were a little moist, Qingyun's categorical "impossible" three words just now made Xiaolong feel warm in his heart, and then he saw Qingyun stubbornly block a palm for himself, and from this moment on, he really became a big brother for the big brother in front of him.

Xiaolong gritted his teeth, and his childish face showed a hint of determination. "Big brother, help me buy ten breaths of time. Without much explanation, he immediately sat down cross-legged and kept making strange handprints with his hands, with a pained expression on his face. Qingyun didn't speak, but took a step and firmly blocked in front of Xiaolong, facing the man in gray. Although I can't see the cultivation of this gray-clothed man, I can roughly judge that it is at least a cultivation above the Yuan Infant Stage.

The Yuan Infant Period is a watershed in the cultivation of monks, and once the cultivation enters the Yuan Infant Period, there will be an amazing increase in strength and longevity. Qingyun knew that at the moment, if he relied on aura alone, he was no longer the slightest sure that he would be able to resist the opponent's attack again, thinking of this, Qingyun once again took out the black long sword from the previous battle with Zhang Chengfeng.

"I can resist Guo's palm. I'm underestimating you. But that's the end of it. No amount of resistance is useless. As the man in gray spoke, he accelerated and instantly arrived in front of Qingyun, and slapped a solid palm on Qingyun's chest. only heard a "click", Qingyun's chest cavity instantly sunken, and the broken bones pierced deeply into the internal organs, and the pain of tearing his heart and lungs almost made Qingyun faint. It's not over yet, and then a strong force burrows into the body and quickly explodes. The pain of flesh and bones made Qingyun's consciousness begin to blur, he bit the tip of his tongue forcefully, and did not take half a step back, but he could no longer suppress the blood in his throat, and a large mouthful of black blood continued to flow out of the corners of his mouth.

The aura in the body was unexpectedly compressed under the palm just now. The gray-clothed man was slightly surprised that he failed to take Qingyun's life with his two palms. He was originally ordered by his master Yanxiang to kill this boy, so raising his hand was a killing move, but he didn't expect the kid in front of him to resist two blows in a row and not die.

"The fury of the flame lion", with a loud shout, a huge fire lion of about three zhang suddenly appeared behind the gray-clothed man, and frantically devoured Qingyun with his bloody mouth open. Watching the huge fire lion pounce on him, Qingyun felt powerless for the first time.

He didn't have the ability to attack, he could only rely on aura to defend, and at this moment, his body was already very seriously injured, and it was obvious that he had reached the end of the crossbow. The cultivation of the man in gray is much higher than him, and it is not easy to survive until now. Despite this, Qingyun still raised the black long sword in his hand and put it on his chest, barely mobilizing the aura of his whole body to frantically inject into the black long sword, waiting for the arrival of the fire lion.

However, before the fire lion could devour, suddenly a dragon roar sounded, and the fire lion actually showed fear, and was shaken away in a moment. The man in gray looked at the golden dragon that suddenly appeared in the sky, four or five feet long, with a look of disbelief. Arcs of lightning flashed faintly between the dragon's five claws, and a huge ball of thunder appeared. The powerful power contained in the thunderball made the man in gray frightened. Xiaolong didn't pause, and directly threw the thunderball at the gray-clothed man, grabbed the green cloud and flashed away.

With the sound of a shocking explosion behind him, Xiaolong had already taken Qingyun to forcibly break through the barrier of the formation, and a few flashes disappeared.

At the moment when Xiaolong and Qingyun disappeared, Elder Yanxiang, who arrived later, happened to see the embarrassed man in gray getting up from the ground. At this time, one of the arms of the man in gray had been blown up, and his whole body was bloody, which was very terrifying.

Yan Xiang snorted lightly and said coldly: "Go and inform the boss, bring the sixth, seventh, and eighth to continue chasing me." Be sure to bring their bodies back to see the old man. ”

"The disciple obeyed. The man in gray not only failed to kill the boy, but also lost an arm by the bombing, and his heart was uneasy, and when he heard that the master did not blame himself, he immediately respectfully accepted the order. When the figure of Elder Yanxiang disappeared, the gray-clothed man did not dare to delay, and quickly went to inform his senior brother. Although he was blown up, he was thrilled to learn that the boy was actually an underage golden dragon.

The little dragon carried Qingyun and flew wildly towards the southeast. Just now, he used the secret technique of the dragon clan to forcibly improve his cultivation, which brought a lot of damage to his body. At this time, he flew with all his might, and finally after a few hours, he couldn't hold on anymore, so he had to take Qingyun and land in a barren mountain. Qingyun's internal organs were seriously injured, and his sternum was almost completely broken, but he still gritted his teeth and barely stood up. As soon as the little dragon landed, he turned back into a child's appearance and passed out. Qingyun carefully looked at the surrounding terrain and was pleased to find that it was a barren mountain that he and Gongzi had walked on from their hometown to the Great Yan Sect ten years ago. If I'm not mistaken, head east from here and you'll reach a vast expanse of sea. But now it is obvious that he can no longer move forward, Qingyun dragged the little dragon and found a relatively hidden cave nearby to get in.

The cave was dark but dry. Qingyun put down the little dragon and was surprised to find that he still held the black long sword in his hand. casually threw the long sword to the ground, and immediately took out a large number of melons and fruits from the storage ring, and directly smashed them to pour the juice into the little dragon's mouth. Then I ate all the melons and fruits that could no longer get juice.

It's a pity that no matter how hard Qingyun tries, Xiaolong didn't show the slightest sign of waking up, and couldn't help but get anxious. Then I suddenly thought of the pills that were 'sleeping' inside the ring. I simply took out all the things that seemed to be edible in the storage ring, and after a while, the whole cave was filled with a rich fragrance.

"There are so many elixirs in the old man's ring. "Although Qingyun also had a rough understanding of some knowledge about the pills in the library tower, but at this moment, when he looked at these pills carefully, none of them could be recognized by himself. Without knowing the properties of the medicine, he didn't dare to rashly take these pills to Xiaolong to eat.

Looking at the unconscious little dragon, Qingyun sat on the ground and thought about it for a while, and had an idea.