Chapter 222: Gong Yufan (Second Update)

As far as the eye can see, it is green, and the trees rise and fall with the undulation of the mountain, like a blanket of grass, all the way to the horizon.

Ye Qingguan saw a giant ape three or four feet tall standing on the top of the mountain, beating his chest and roaring to the sky.

I also saw a white giant elephant running between the mountains, and everywhere it passed, everything was trampled flat, leaving a clear "big road", and there were giant birds with wings soaring in the sky, and the sound of birds chirping through the golden cracked stones, and the feathers all over the body were shining like metal.

It's a wild and unrestrained world, where all the animals are unimaginably big, and the trees are incredibly old, almost all hundreds of years old.

"Is this the little world opened up by the saints? Ye Qingguan muttered to himself, and then stepped on the canopy of the tree and galloped towards a place, because he saw the remains of some buildings there.

The wind was whistling in his ears, Ye Qingguan's face changed, the crown of the tree in front of him was broken, and a huge figure broke through the dense forest and swooped down on him.

This is a tiger, more than a person tall, its limbs are as thick as trees, its claws flickering with cold light, and it slaps down towards Ye Qingguan.

Ye Qingguan snorted coldly, and the iron sword he carried with him suddenly came out of its sheath, and a brilliant sword qi slashed out, like a moon arc, flattening the crown of the tree.

While!

The giant tiger's claws slammed down, and the sword qi slashed at it, only splashing a spark that did not affect it in any way.

Ye Qingguan's pupils shrank suddenly.

The giant tiger was fierce, opened its bloody mouth, let out a deafening tiger roar, borrowed strength on a huge tree, and then flicked its tail, like an iron whip, tore the air, and whipped towards Ye Qingguan's waist.

Ye Qingguan used the figure of floating light and shadow, and a whole seven of him appeared here, both real and illusory, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the false.

Sonorous!

Seven swords were unsheathed at the same time, and this place was instantly filled with sword qi, and the huge body of the giant tiger was completely enveloped by sword qi.

With a scream, the giant tiger's huge head was slashed off with a sword, and blood gushed like a fountain, staining a large canopy red.

Ye Qingguan put away his sword, frowned, and almost left here.

After a while, several terrifying beasts appeared, and when they saw the blood on the ground, they roared and rushed forward.

The law of the jungle, the law of the forest.

This is the status quo here, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, making it seem primitive and wild.

Ye Qingguan rushed to the ruins, although he had expected it, he couldn't help but be disappointed, this was not the Feixian Pavilion he was looking for.

Without hesitation, Ye Qingguan rushed to the next place again.

And what he didn't know at this time was that with the landing of the entire Luo Temple, the peace of this world had been completely broken, and many beasts were attracted by these strange things, thinking about the ruins of the Luo God Temple, and the many two-legged creatures they met on the way, the delicious taste, naturally became their dessert.

Killing and destruction are happening in many parts of the world at the same time.

In the distance, Ye Qingguan stopped, and saw that in the ruins in front of him, there was a huge figure, it was the giant ape he saw, covered in hair, pulling in the ruins, very interested in unfamiliar things.

And at its feet, Ye Qingguan saw several puddles of flesh and mud, flesh and blood blurred, cruel and bloody.

The giant ape seemed to sense something, turned its head, stared at Ye Qingguan with a pair of lantern-sized eyes, stretched out its scarlet tongue and licked its mouth, and between its teeth, Ye Qingguan saw a bloody arm.

After making sure that this was not the Flying Immortal Pavilion, Ye Qingguan didn't intend to provoke this giant ape, so he turned around and swept towards another place.

But the giant ape moved at this moment, jumped high, and then smashed down like a hill, and its lantern-sized eyes were full of blood and cruelty.

Ye Qingguan's eyes were cold, the iron sword was unsheathed, and the sword drawing style came easily, as if the terrifying killing intent that had been accumulated for ten thousand years was condensed together, and it surged out in an instant, making the hair on the giant ape's whole body stand up.

The giant ape's massive body was unexpectedly nimble, and it twisted its body to dodge the sword, but it was too late.

The sword drawing style is known as the sword of killing, and the pursuit is to kill with one hit, and it is extremely fast to cut off the opponent's head before the enemy draws the sword.

Poof!

The sword qi slashed into the giant ape's body, a puddle of blood bloomed, and the giant ape let out a painful roar, and one arm was almost cut off.

Ye Qingguan ignored it, and after the iron sword was returned to its sheath, it swept in the other direction.

The giant ape looked at Ye Qingguan's departing back, his eyes were full of horror, there was a power that made it terrifying in this small prey, and that was the feeling that only when facing the king of this world.

At this time, on the other side of the world, a group of people from Yaochi were gathering here.

Qin Yao stood on a piece of bluestone, his white clothes fluttering, showing light, like a nine-day fairy.

Looking at the four Yaochi disciples in front of her, she nodded: "Yaoguang Ling has been out for so long, and it seems that the others are not coming back." ”

Along the way, she saw a lot of ferocious beasts, they were all the strongest bloodlines left after hundreds of years of predatory meat, the size was huge, it was difficult for people who were not good at cultivation to fight against them, those disciples of Yaochi had not come yet, there was no doubt that something had happened.

Qin Yao looked at the four remaining disciples and said, "Our biggest goal on this trip is to obtain the Sang Yu Heart, which is the symbol of our Yao Chi Holy Maiden, and there is no room for error!"

"Yes!" The four female disciples bowed down to receive the order, knowing deeply what Sang Yuxin meant.

"Out!" Qin Yao waved his hand, and was just about to leave, but in the corner of his eyes, he saw several figures rushing towards this side.

When she got closer, when she saw that person's face, Qin Yao's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement, she didn't expect that person to be here, it was a surprise.

"Senior Brother Gong. Seeing the visitor, Qin Yao immediately greeted him, and Ying Ying gave a salute.

"Senior Sister Qin, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are more and more moving. The person who came was a man in a gold silk shirt, but in his twenties, carrying an ancient sword on his back, thick black and simple tie up, with an ordinary appearance, but with an indescribable temperament.

Senior Brother Gong laughed. Qin Yao's face turned unusually red, and when he looked at the man in front of him, his eyes were fluttering, and his eyes were full of flattery.

"I've seen Senior Sister. Behind the man stood two women, who were Yao Chi's disciples.

"Senior Brother Gong, what is this?" Qin Yao looked at him puzzled.

Gong Yufan said: "On the way, I met them who were entangled by wild beasts, so I rescued them, but I went a little late, and there was still a disciple who died under the claws of the beasts, I hope Senior Sister Qin Yao can understand." ”

The man was gentle and elegant, and his ordinary face was unfazed.

Qin Yao hurriedly said: "Where is the senior brother, if you can save the two of them, Yaochi is already grateful." ”

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