nbsp; Chapter 87: The Demon Saint (4
"Green scales?" Xiao Yan was suddenly excited. The familiar eyes reminded him of the young girl on Dou Qi Continent. www.But he quickly shook his head, feeling that this was completely impossible. How could the holy snake be Qinglin? I must be overthinking it.
In fact, Xiao Yan did not admit his mistake, she was Qing Lin, the Qing Lin with the green and three-flowered pupils on Dou Qi Continent.
How could Qinglin be the holy snake of the demon clan, oh, no, the saint? How come the demon saint is not in the Dou Emperor Continent, but appears in a Dou Qi Continent where the highest level cannot be reached even in a continuous Dou Qi Dou Continent?
All of this started from the ancient catastrophe of the Dou Emperor Continent.
In the ancient Doudi Continent, strong men emerged in large numbers, and the forces of all races reached their peak. However, a catastrophe turned the entire Doudi Continent into a place where all life was devastated and filled with smoke. As one of the major forces, naturally he cannot stay out of the matter.
In a battle involving all the Nine-Star Fighting Emperors, the battle was so fierce that even the rules of heaven and earth in that area were disrupted. Countless spatial turbulence flowed in the sky, and blood dyed the earth red. The nine-star Demon Clan led by the Demon Clan Saintess All Star Dou Emperors were killed in the battle, and the Saint herself was thrown into the turbulence of space.
If it were ordinary spatial turbulence, it would naturally not pose much of a threat to the Saint with the peak strength of the Nine-Star Dou Emperor. However, with the emergence of many peak Dou Emperors and the various attribute techniques mixed with each other, the space turbulence formed was inexhaustible. Less than a black hole!
The saint was seriously injured, and she had to continue to use up her fighting energy to contend with the turbulent flow of space. She had already run out of gas. After drifting in the turbulence of space for an unknown amount of time, the saint knew that her time was running out.
The inheritance of the holy blood of the demon clan is passed down from generation to generation, with one person in each generation. If the holy blood is not destroyed, the inheritance will continue. If the saint completely falls into the turbulence of space, the inheritance of the holy blood will most likely end, and the demon clan will be beyond redemption.
Therefore, the saint used her last remaining strength to tear open a crack in space, forced out the holy blood essence in her body, and turned it into a stream of light, hoping to preserve the last hope for the demon clan.
To become a Saint of the Demon Clan, one must meet three conditions: first, she must be a member of the Demon Clan; second, she must have the bloodline of the ancient Demon Clan king; and third, she must be possessed by seven drops of holy blood at the same time.
The saint's holy blood essence passed through the overlapping spaces and landed on the Dou Qi Continent. The holy blood that travels through space has a spirit and will automatically seek its owner, eventually landing on Qing Lin.
Qinglin is originally a descendant of the bloodline of the ancient demon clan king, but the passage of time has caused the power of his bloodline to become thin and unable to be activated. The possession of seven drops of holy blood allowed Qinglin to slowly awaken the king's bloodline and become a demon clan saint. All conditions for women.
However, in the Dou Qi Continent without the Emperor's Source Qi, if it is slowly nourished by the Holy Blood alone, even if it is cultivated to death, Qing Lin, whose bloodline power is thin, will not be able to break through the Dou Emperor on its own, let alone restore the pure ancient bloodline. Concentration, truly stimulates the power of blood.
Just at this time, Old Zhan woke up in the Ziwu Lingxu Tower. Naturally, the first thing he did was to check which space he was in. With Zhan Lao's strength and the power of his soul sweeping across the Dou Qi Continent, he actually sensed the aura of the demon clan's holy blood.
In order to prevent the inheritance of the demon clan in the Dou Emperor Continent from being cut off, and to pave the way for Xiao Yan's future future, Old Zhan kidnapped Qing Lin into the tower, and used the magic of the Ziwu Lingxu Tower itself with numerous secret techniques. Isolate Qing Lin in a secret space on the top of the tower, waiting for Qing Lin to break through Dou Di.
Qing Lin had no idea about all this. It was like she had a dream and when she woke up, she was already in the space at the top of the tower. After arriving at the Dou Di Continent, he absorbed a large amount of the Emperor's origin energy. The terrifying power of the holy blood and the blood of the ancient kings was highlighted. His cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, and he broke through Dou Di in a short period of time.
All of this was both a coincidence and fate. However, Qing Lin never dreamed that the first person he would meet after breaking through the Dou Emperor would be Xiao Yan, whom he thought about day and night.
"Is it really you? Brother Xiao Yan."
When the struggling Qing Lin heard Xiao Yan calling out his name, his delicate body trembled, and he immediately cried with joy. The long-suppressed longing suddenly burst out, and two lines of clear tears burst out, completely forgetting that he was there at this time. Without any trace of hair, he stared at Xiao Yan blankly.
Chapter 87: The Demon Saint (5
As early as when she was on Dou Qi Continent, Qing Lin liked Xiao Yan from the bottom of her heart, and she had secretly given herself to Xiao Yan in her heart. But at that time, she felt that nothing could compare with Xun'er and Cai Lin, and she was afraid that Xiao Yan could not compare with her. , so I have always hidden this emotion deep in my heart, but the deeper the emotion is buried, the stronger the love. Now seeing Xiao Yan again in Doudi Continent, Qing Lin can no longer control his emotions, and can't help but embrace them. He grabbed Xiao Yan's neck.
"I thought I would never see you again. You know, brother Xiao Yan, I miss you so much. I miss you so much." Qing Lin was excited, her body was shaking, and she was sobbing. Her eyes were filled with deep attachment.
Qing Lin's affectionate call seemed to bring back Xiao Yan's intelligence. Xiao Yan's eyes began to become more and more gentle, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Xiao Yan's gentle eyes on her, Qing Lin felt a surge of sweetness in her heart.
Little did she know that Xiao Yan's consciousness was already blurred under the influence of Mr. Zhan's finger wind at this time, and everything was covered with overlapping shadows. The girl's cheek seemed to be very close to him at one moment, and then away from him at the next. It was very far away, and the waves of dizziness in his mind made it impossible for him to tell whether he was in a dream. In his confusion, he heard the girl's murmur. He felt that it was very familiar and kind. This familiarity and kindness made him suddenly want to hold this kind of thing tightly. Eternity, the thought of having it forever.
The sudden happiness instantly enveloped Qing Lin, being held in the arms of the person she had admired for a long time. Qing Lin was so excited that her body trembled, and she twisted slightly in her tenderness, rubbing against Xiao Yan's body, which made her unconscious. The confused Xiao Yan collapsed on the last embankment, and his arms couldn't help but hug Qinglin's delicate body tightly.
Smelling the aggressive aura on Xiao Yan's body at such a close distance, and feeling the strong hug from Xiao Yan's arms, Qing Lin seemed to sense Xiao Yan's intention, as if there was a deer in his heart, and his pretty face turned red. , the skin became pink and translucent, the delicate body trembled even more violently, the hands that wanted to push Xiao Yan away became fragile and boneless, the evasive eyes were a little panicked, but also vaguely longing, the charm was irresistible.
Seeing that the girl was so coquettish, Xiao Yan couldn't control it anymore. He used both arms to tighten Qing Lin tightly. Xiao Yan's heartbeat accelerated sharply when the pair of jade towering on Qing Lin's chest trembled. His eyes were full of lust.
Qinglin had never experienced this kind of thing between a man and a woman before. Under Xiao Yan's demon, his whole body was already paralyzed, and he couldn't stop squeaking. Yao's breath was like fire, spraying on Xiao Yan's cheek.
For a time, the wind and moon in the tower were boundless, and the chūnsè was infinite. The beauty's jade skin is like snow, the mountains are undulating, no place is not beautiful, no place is not sexy, the fragrant grass in the valley begins to be stained with bits of clear dew, exuding a sultry smell.
Xiao Yan has transformed into a wild beast, his mind is confused, his subconscious is wandering, his lower body touches a soft place, his body straightens slightly, and then he falls into a wet place.
A different kind of comfort suddenly spread throughout his body, as if he were on top of the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace, making Xiao Yan's seven souls and eight souls become ethereal.
At this moment, Xiao Yan's mind became even more confused, as if he was walking into a dark cave. The valley and the path were like a dream, with crystal water drops dripping from all around. The water drops had a comfortable stickiness to them. , as if to penetrate into people's bone marrow.
As the march progressed, Xiao Yan's footsteps became more and more urgent, and the cave walls seemed to come alive, squeezing towards Xiao Yan. The wall of the cave is sometimes wrinkled and sometimes smooth, like a strange cave with a deep source. It is so tight that Xiao Yan's hoop is tightly bound, making it difficult to move.
Strangely, the restraint of the cave wall did not bring suffocating discomfort. Instead, Xiao Yan groaned from the bottom of his heart. He felt extremely comfortable. But in the darkness, Xiao Yan desperately longed for the light ahead, so he immediately sped up. The pace of march is to break through the ambush from all sides.
But the darkness seemed boundless. The more fierce Xiao Yan's resistance became, the softer the darkness became. It seemed like a flood was washing away Xiao Yan's soul, making every cell of Xiao Yan dance and become more and more unable to control himself.
Xiao Yan was like a pathfinder in the dark night. He lost his way in this vast darkness. He could only wade through the water and sprint along the quiet path. He didn't know how long he ran, and he didn't know how many times he roared. Xiao Yan could only I felt my tight nerves relax, and I took the last step with all my strength, then fainted.
At this time, the moonlight was like water, pouring down from the skylight on the top of the tower, everything seemed plain and hazy, peaceful and quiet. The barrier had already quieted down. On the ground carved from white jade, a jade-like body with green scales was spread out, with messy hair. Lying weakly and weakly on Xiao Yan's side, he was already sleeping soundly.
Chapter 87: The Demon Saint (5
At this moment, the Holy Temple of the Monster Clan far away in the horizon was already filled with worshipers. Leaders of the Monster Clan of all colors came from all over the place, and they were extremely excited.
In front of the temple, a huge statue with a snake body and a human head was shining brightly. Green flames were burning around its body. Ninety-nine and eighty-one illusory snakes were circling up and down around it, exuding astonishing pressure.
For all the demon tribes that were illuminated by the green flames, the long-unresponsive power that had been lurking in their bloodline began to stir again, and their fighting spirit rose faintly under an indescribable stimulation.
"The return of the saint brings hope to the rise of our demon clan."
Many fossil-level figures who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years cried bitterly. Since the fall of the ancient catastrophe saint, the demon clan has gradually become depressed because the chance of awakening the power of blood has been greatly reduced. Yes, the saint is the god of the demon clan. It is the sacred key for the demon clan to unlock the power of blood. The survival of the saint is closely related to the rise and fall of the demon clan. Now that the saint has returned, how can the people of the demon clan not be excited?
The Demon King stood most nervously in front of the statue of the Saint, holding it tightly. The stronger the strength, the greater the shaking of his fist. After all, the return of the Saint has great significance to the Demon Clan. Nothing can compare with it, but the Demon King's excited expression only lasted for a moment before becoming indifferent, and his face became gloomy and terrifying.
The Demon King's eyes rested on a scale in the middle of the waist of the Saintess Statue, which was surrounded by a faint blood light. Unless you look carefully, it would be extremely difficult to find it, and even if you found it, no one would know its meaning. , except the Demon Emperor.
"Who dared to touch the saint after eating the courage of a bear and a leopard! This person should be punished!" The demon emperor was furious in his heart, and wanted to relieve this hatred by crushing this person to ashes.
But the anger returned to anger, and the Demon Emperor's expression returned to calm in an instant. The return of the Saint is great news and hope for the Monster Clan. The Monster Clan needs an unwavering faith, and this matter must not be leaked! Not only must it not be leaked, but we must do our best to maintain it!
"Fellow compatriots, our saint is back! She will lead our demon race to the top again!" The demon emperor raised his arms and shouted, which immediately caused a huge sensation.
"The Saint is now in the southwest. Our top priority is to send elites from all races to the southwest immediately to find the Saint and welcome her back!"
All races took orders one after another, and signal bombs exploded all over the demon clan's airspace. Elites from all races came out, raising billowing dust and smoke, and rushed towards the southwest of Doudi Continent.
The actions of the Monster Clan immediately caused a great sensation in Doudi Continent. The humans and demons did not know what the Monster Clan wanted, so they all stepped up their efforts to mobilize people. For a while, the situation in Doudi Continent became tense.
It's a pity that Xiao Yan, who was sleeping soundly with the demon saint Qinglin in his arms, had no idea about all this.
Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his sore neck, and felt a little dazed. He remembered that he had a dream, a long, dark, but exciting dream. In this dream, he walked hard Ah, let's go, we have reached the edge of darkness, and we are not far from the light.
"It's a pity that we still can't get out of the darkness." When he woke up from the dream, Xiao Yan still felt a little regretful.
"It seems that before the dream, I saw Qinglin?" Xiao Yan murmured while trying to remember.
But as soon as he turned his head, Xiao Yan was stunned.
Lying on the side of the collapse, a girl's jade arms were hugging her waist. Her jade-like crystal body was covered with a faint glow under the hazy moonlight, her hair was messy, and her face was as beautiful as a flower.
In this kind of scene, as long as you are a man, you will understand what is happening.
"Oh my God, what's going on?" Xiao Yan was shocked and couldn't help but look at the sleeping girl carefully. He became more and more shocked. Although the astringency of green apples had gone from his cheeks, the The extremely familiar outline convinced Xiao Yan that it was Qing Lin, "Ah, it's really Qing Lin! It turns out it's not a dream, it's real!" Xiao Yan was startled, and Xiao Yan's head exploded. Why did Qing Lin appear here? How come it has been sealed in the tower? How could it be the same as him?
"Oh my God!" In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yan no longer cared about those problems. Now he was only thinking about whether Qing Lin was awake at the time and how he should face her after Qing Lin woke up.
"Well"
Just when Xiao Yan was at a loss and thinking wildly, Qing Lin slowly opened his sleepy, fluffy eyes, which were a little delicate and weak, adding to the sultry look.
When he saw Xiao Yan as soon as he opened his eyes, Qinglin sat up in surprise, "Brother Xiao Yan, you're awake."
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