The bloody scene of Qingyun being beaten by Xiao Luoyi just now was clearly seen by Alian who was flying over. She only regretted why she couldn't come to Yunlang's side earlier and block Xiao Luoyi's attack for him.
Now that Qingyun didn't know whether he was dead or alive, Alian had already been confused. She only wanted to avenge her sweetheart, and rushed towards Xiao Luo as if desperate.
This move was noticed by Yao Pofeng and Hua Yumian on the side. Although they were confused, they understood immediately.
This suddenly evil and charming girl must have some kind of close relationship with Qingyun. With an extra helping hand, they have more hope.
Alian's current cultivation level is at the peak of the Hundred Meridians Realm. As the key to the future resurgence of the Monster Clan, her talent has naturally been unanimously recognized by the old guys in the Monster Clan's ancestral court.
Otherwise, she would not be allowed to easily take risks and come to experience in the thirty-three realms full of conspiracies.
However, although A-Lian can fight against Yuan Hua Realm cultivators, they can only fight against monks who are below the third level of Yuan Hua Realm and have average strength at most. It is impossible for her to kill a famous master like Xiao Luoyi who is at the fifth level of Yuan Hua Realm.
Fortunately, Xiao Luoyi's protective spirit shield had just been corroded by Qingyun's Kirin Purple Qi and could not be deployed again in a short period of time. Coupled with Alian's desperate fighting style, it was hard to fight Xiao Luoyi. Divide Xuanyuan.
This made Yao Pofeng and Hua Yumian look dumbfounded, and then they looked at each other and saw deep shock in each other's eyes!
"Let me go, this little girl is too fierce, isn't she?"
Yao Pofeng swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty, while Hua Yumian said in a deep voice:
"She's a half-demon."
Not to mention the seductive look of Alian's frosty hair and purple eyes, just looking at the snow-white tail behind her easily revealed her non-human identity.
"Damn it, when did the Demon Clan have such a genius?"
Apart from Qingyun, this was the second person who made Yao Pofeng feel like he had lived like a dog for so many years.
Of course, the so-called peak of the Hundred Meridians Realm does not actually exist in today's world of cultivation, because no one can open up their own Hundred Meridians for a long time.
Generally speaking, after opening up the twelve main meridians of the whole body, they start to condense the afterbirth of the soul. Only the proud ones in the big sects will attack their own meridians and open up the small meridians like self-abuse, and they will never tire of it for the rest of their lives. .
This is a later story, referring back to Alian and Xiao Luoyi who were fighting fiercely.
Regardless of realm or cultivation level, Alian was far behind Xiao Luoyi after all. After the two had a few head-to-head encounters, Xiao Luoyi took the opportunity to kick Alian away with a volley in the air. , and then she had time to draw out her usual weapon, a long black whip of unknown material.
Alian gently wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and also took out a light blue whip from the treasure bag. The weapons of both of them were actually whips.
"I didn't expect that the demon clan would have a genius like you. A mere half-demon could take on so many of my moves. Tell me, what's your name?"
For some reason, Xiao Luo felt inexplicable hostility and displeasure towards the witch protecting Qingyun.
"Qinglian."
After saying two words coldly, Alian stopped talking and stared at Xiao Luoyi with all her attention, trying to find a weakness in her body that she could attack.
At this time, the chill that Alian exuded was no less than that of Xiao Luoyi, who had practiced the Mingyu Bingqing Divine Technique. However, her chill was caused by her own murderous aura and was not the actual substance, while Xiao Luoyi was caused by the technique. .
As he murmured the word "Qinglian" in his mouth, Xiao Luoyi felt as if he had heard it somewhere before, and couldn't help but think about it quickly in his mind.
However, Ah Lian would not give her a chance. The two were so different in cultivation that she had no chance of winning. She had to join Qian Wu and the others to have a chance to save her lover.
Raising her hand lightly, Qinglian's blue whip attacked Xiao Luoyi's armpit like a spiritual snake, but Xiao Luoyi had already distanced herself from her and easily deflected the opponent's attack without any effort.
Seeing that Xiao Luoyi's aura seemed to be rising, Alian knew that she might be defeated immediately, so she didn't care about anything else. Taking advantage of the opponent's opportunity to gather momentum, she suddenly turned around and ran towards Qingyun's unconscious body. past.
"Yunlang, wake up, Yunlang!"
Holding this unfamiliar face in her arms, Alian felt that all the pain of missing her in the past few years instantly melted into sweet happiness.
Although Qingyun's face has changed a lot, Alian can be sure that this is her Yunlang, because the warm smell on his body has never changed at all.
After confirming that Qingyun was just in coma, Alian finally felt relieved. Without saying a word, she picked up the seriously injured Qingyun and ran away. As for Yao Pofeng and Hua Yumian, she had no sympathy at all. heart of.
When she thought about it, her Yun Lang was beaten to death by this hateful bitch and she refused to save you. Why should I save you? But if Yao Pofeng knew what Qinglian was thinking, he would be so angry that he would vomit three liters of blood!
Seeing that Alian wanted to get rid of this brat, Xiao Luoyi sneered, swung the black whip violently, and a light blue whip shadow hit Alian's back.
Hearing a muffled groan, Alian swallowed the blood in her throat without any defense, and used her delicate back to forcefully receive Xiao Luo's whips one by one.
Since the whip shadow was transformed by spiritual power, her skin did not appear to be injured, but her internal organs were actually shocked. However, she only staggered two steps and used the impact of the whip shadow to speed up her escape again. speed.
Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Xiao Luoyi's beautiful eyes, and she hurriedly chased after him. As the saying goes, if the grass is cut without removing the root, it will grow again with the spring breeze. She didn't want to have two more potential mortal enemies in the future.
Xiao Luoyi is a real veteran master of the Yuan Hua Realm. How can he be compared to Alian who is carrying someone at full speed?
She escaped a distance of more than a hundred feet and was chased by Xiao Luoyi. However, just when Xiao Luoyi wanted to get close and kill two birds with one stone, a warning suddenly flashed in his heart and his body could not help but stagnate. .
Sure enough, the nasty brat on Alian's back woke up at some point, and a short and thin flying knife appeared in his hand, shooting straight towards Xiao Luoyi's face. .
However, Qingyun's arms were now broken, and the spiritual power in his body was also in chaos. It was impossible to shoot Xiao Luoyi.
But at this time, Xiao Luoyi's body-protecting spirit shield also had not taken shape, and she herself did not take precautions against Qingyun, a dying person, so she ended up suffering a hidden loss due to her carelessness.
The hairpin was slashed along Xiao Luoyi's left cheek, bringing out a few drops of bright red blood, which was symmetrical with the scar on the corner of her right eye, hanging on Xiao Luoyi's face like tear stains. Beautiful face.
She was so angry that she whipped her whip again and threw it at Qingyun's head, but Qinglian dodged and caught it again with her back.
What woman doesn't care about her appearance? Especially a peerless beauty like Xiao Luoyi is extremely concerned about her face.
The scar under the corner of her right eye was already a big worry for her, but now there was also a small cut under the corner of her left eye by this brat. Xiao Luo felt a surge of anger in his heart, and he wanted to chop Qingyun into pieces. Go feed the dog.
She has even changed her mind. She doesn't want to kill Qingyun but to save him, then torture him alive for a hundred years, and then extract his soul and refine his soul, so that he will never be reincarnated!
"Girl, please let me down. I'm grateful to you for saving me, but none of us can run away. Please leave quickly. I'm not worthy of your saving!"
Qingyun was lying on Alian's shoulder. He already knew that he was saved by this girl who had never been masked before. Although he didn't know why the girl wanted to save him, he didn't want her to lose her life because of him. .
"Yunlang, if you are seriously injured, stop talking. My people are just ahead. We will be saved when we meet them."
Seeing that Qingyun had woken up, Ah Lian couldn't help but burst into tears and said with choked sobs.
When Qingyun heard this, Monk Zhanger was confused, Yunlang? What is this name? Are you calling me?
"Girl, do we know each other?"
Alian was about to answer, but the two familiar figures appearing in front of her made her heart ecstatic, and she quickly shouted with all her strength:
"Help, Sister Qianwu!"
The two people who arrived belatedly, who could they be if they weren't Qian Wu and Feixing!
Qianwu saw Qinglian running away, and the woman in black behind him whipped her delicate jade back with a whip. The sharp look in her eyes flashed away, and the flying star beside her even more No matter what, he rushed directly towards the female cultivator in black.
As Feixing galloped, a misty shadow slowly appeared behind him. The shadow resembled a wolf and a leopard, and the aura it exuded became increasingly suffocating.
"Don't be afraid, Alian! I'm here to save you!"
As soon as Feixing finished speaking, the shadow suddenly let out a silent roar, as if it wanted to show off its bravery in front of Qinglian.
Xiao Luoyi's pupils shrank and then stopped, because she felt a hint of danger in the gray-haired flying star. This was probably a powerful enemy!
Qian Wu quickly helped the staggering Qinglian. Her aura was as deep as the sea. It was on par with, or even slightly surpassed, Xiao Luoyi, who practiced the Mingyu Bingqing Divine Art. This made Xiao Luoyi feel confused again. It was a frown.
Judging from the situation, they should be Qinglian's master. If the two of them join forces, she estimates that her chance of winning may be only 20%. What should she do?
Xiao Luoyi was still thinking about countermeasures, but Feixing would not give her any chance to breathe.
With his long gray hair and half-naked primitive clothing, this short boy exuded an ancient aura.
He licked his scarlet lips, and without saying a word, he struck at Xiao Luoyi's heart with his claws. His eyes were full of aggression and desire for possession, and he seemed to have regarded Xiao Luoyi as a lamb to be slaughtered.
This move immediately made her extremely displeased. She let out a sweet cry with beautiful eyes, and Witch Xiao suddenly swung out her black whip, aiming directly at Feixing's chest.
