"Yao'er! Yao'er!"
Bingchen murmured unconsciously, and every time he called Yao'er, Yun Yao's psychological defense line, which was about to collapse, became weaker and weaker.
Biting hard on the tip of her tongue, Yunyao woke up briefly and concentrated on suppressing the strange restlessness and desire in her heart. At the same time, the demonic essence surged crazily and accelerated again.
More than two hundred miles later, Yun Yao brought Bing Chen to a low mountain that didn't look very impressive.
A bronze palace stands on the top of the mountain, and in front of the palace is an open space covering an area of 100 feet.
The open space is inlaid with white jade, which is not stained by dust. In the center of the open space, there was a not-so-tall spiritual tree standing.
A faint light curtain enveloped the entire mountain top, but it did not prevent Bing Chen and Yun Yao from passing through. As soon as she arrived at the white jade clearing, Yun Yao wanted to throw Bing Chen down, but Bing Chen was like a piece of brown candy, stuck to Yun Yao's body, and she couldn't get rid of it.
Bing Chen's whole body was boiling hot, he was abnormally red, and there was even a faint mist coming out.
Seeing this, Yunyao felt anxious. She could sense that Bing Chen had reached his limit. As a last resort, Yunyao bit Bingchen's arm again, absorbing the chaotic power in his body.
However, just like before, as soon as the power of Bing Chen poured into Yun Yao's body, the strange restlessness and desire that she had suppressed erupted again, and even this time it was even more menacing, destroying her last hope in an instant. Mental defense.
Like ice dust, Yun Yao's eyes gradually blurred, and her mind was slowly swallowed by the desire to mingle with the other person.
Holding Bingchen's neck with both hands, Yunyao stood on her toes slightly, and her lips couldn't help but kiss Bingchen.
Greenery burst out, covering the two of them for a moment, and then slowly rose into the sky, turning into a cocoon-like thing two feet in diameter.
The red skirt is flying, and the passion is strong. The hearts desire each other and are entangled with each other.
I chant a little, but I can't rely on myself. The promise of spring brings us together in the end.
Until a certain moment, Yunyao frowned slightly, and after a hint of pain, two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
Dots of bright red fell, and Yun Yao's eyes regained some clarity.
A bit of panic, a bit of pain, finally turned into two lines of unstoppable tears, which wetted Yun Yao's cheeks and Bing Chen's chest.
...
Looking at the two people in the green light cocoon, Lan Youmeng felt complicated.
She wanted to stop it, but she didn't dare and couldn't.
While chasing Yunyao and Bingchen, Lan Youmeng peeked into Xianyue's memory with her spiritual mind, and knew that the only way to solve Bingchen's situation was to fight with the person who had consumed another holy fruit. combined with each other. Otherwise, the two of them will surely die due to the riot caused by their strength.
Sighing softly, Lan Youmeng felt inexplicably sad and even aching.
Unable to bear to look any further, he turned around and looked at the people from the Yaoling Tribe who were chasing after him.
Outside the Hovering Mountain, there were dozens of people from the Yaoling Clan. Except for the clan leader Mu Tan, no one dared to come close.
Looking at the few people in the white jade clearing, everyone in the Yaoling clan was extremely angry and had murderous intent.
This is a forbidden place, a forbidden place for the Yaoling clan. From ancient times to the present, only clan leaders can enter. However, at this time, he was desecrated by an outsider. This was a provocation to his Yao Ling clan and a contempt for his Yao Ling clan.
"Step forward and die!"
Lan Youmeng's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.
Mu Qin paused and looked at Lan Youmeng with a gloomy expression. Although the other party did not show any fluctuations in his cultivation, it made him feel inexplicably oppressed and solemn, and he had to treat it with caution.
"This is the forbidden land of our Yao Ling Clan. You guys must be too disrespectful of our Yao Ling Clan." Mu Tan said with a gloomy look.
"It's just a small clan that can be wiped out with just one hand, so what qualifications does this palace have to take notice of it." Lan Youmeng said in a cold voice.
"you!"
Mu Qin was angry, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, his body swayed, his sword flashed with cold light, and in the next moment he went straight towards Lan Youmeng.
With a cold look in her eyes, Lan Youmeng thought, and the next moment she appeared behind Mu Qin. As soon as the soul whip danced, the sky was filled with whip shadows. Mu Qin didn't respond hastily. He was hit several times one after another. His soul was in severe pain and he had to retreat quickly.
Upon seeing this, Zhuo Qianling hurriedly came to Lan Youmeng and protected her behind her. His whole body was wrapped with lightning arcs, and he was ready to fight to the death.
"Teleport!"
Mu Qin looked at Lan Youmeng solemnly.
Although from Lan Youmeng's attack, Mu Qin knew that the opponent's power was only at the level of Shaping Yuan Realm, but if he were to challenge him, the opponent would teleport and he would be invincible. Besides, Mu Qin also had other concerns.
Teleportation can only be performed by those who are above the Dao Tribulation Realm. Although the Yaoling Tribe has little contact with the outside world, they are not ignorant of the outside world. The only ones who can possess powerful men in the Dao Tribulation Realm are the top ten Immortal Sects from the outside world and the Blood Soul Sect. But no matter which sect among them, if they want to destroy his Yao Ling clan, it is indeed as easy as the woman said.
Now, the secret realm has been broken into by these people. Not to mention whether the location of the secret realm has been discovered by some outside sect, even if these people are allowed to leave safely, they will definitely have endless troubles in the future.
After just a moment's hesitation, Mu Qin made up his mind to keep these people here no matter what the cost.
Holding the long sword tightly, the sword roared loudly. Mu Qin kicked his feet and started to kill Lan Youmeng again.
"Blood refines the world!"
Lan Youmeng made a quick seal and whispered. A flash of red light rose into the sky, and then spread suddenly, covering the entire land of white jade in an instant.
Mu Qin was startled, and his body movements suddenly stagnated. At the same time, an inexplicable fear came over his mind, causing him to lose control of his mind for a moment.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhuo Qianling transformed into thunder and lightning, got close in an instant, and stabbed out with a sword.
boom!
The two of them retreated at the same time, and before Mu Qin could stabilize his figure, Lan Youmeng suddenly appeared beside him.
"Kill the God!"
Only a faint whisper was heard, and a long sword of soul power slashed at Mu Tan.
"ah!"
There was a scream, extremely shrill, and Mu Qin flew sideways, blood spurting from his mouth, and his expression was extremely painful.
"Clan leader!"
Outside the light curtain, everyone was shocked and turned pale. Without caring about anything else, everyone rushed out, led by the three holy aunts, and rushed towards the bloody purgatory.
He teleported to Mu Qin, fired out several bursts of soul power, and his screams suddenly stopped. Then he rolled his eyes and fainted.
Turning around to look at the people who were coming to kill him, Lan Youmeng's cold eyes showed a bit of helplessness.
"Owner!"
Zhuo Qianling came to Lan Youmeng, who covered her chest with her hands and blood was still bleeding from the corners of her mouth. There was also a deep sense of helplessness in his eyes, and he looked even more helpless.
After twisting up the wood, Zhuo Qianling's long sword touched his neck and said to Lan Youmeng: "If you use this person as a threat, you can still buy some time. Master, please escape from here."
Speaking of this, Zhuo Qianling glanced at Yan Lingjiao not far away, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"If possible, I hope the master will take Jiao'er with him."
Shaking her head slightly, Lan Youmeng sighed softly.
Escape, indeed, if she wanted to escape, no one here could stop her, but how could she escape? Bingchen was not out of danger yet, and it was impossible for her to escape alone with his altar in a critical moment, as Bingchen had said.
Grabbing Zhuo Qianling, Lan Youmeng dodged and the two of them came under the green light cocoon of Bing Chen and Yun Yao.
"Let go of the patriarch and the saint."
More than ten feet away, everyone from the Yaoling tribe stopped, and the great saint looked at Lan Youmeng with a murderous look on her face and yelled angrily.
With a cold light flashing in his eyes, Lan Youmeng drew out his soul whip, causing everyone on the opposite side to retreat.
"The ancestral teachings of your Yaoling Clan are that those who take the holy fruit will be the Holy Son and Saint Daughter. Now that the new Holy Son and Saint Daughter have been born, I will help you to let the previous patriarch fulfill his unfinished mission. ." Lan Youmeng said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Youmeng grabbed Muqin and teleported to the door of the bronze palace.
"you dare!"
"stop!"
The three holy aunts immediately shouted angrily, and with a movement of their bodies, they rushed towards Lan Youmeng.
With a hint of sneer, Lan Youmeng blasted out a palm, and the palace door opened in response. Before the three saints arrived, she threw the wooden tan in.
"Tin'er!"
"Clan leader!"
...
Everyone in the Yaoling Tribe was shocked and shouted. Without caring about anything else, they all rushed towards Lan Youmeng.
"I kill you!"
The three saints looked crazy, their eyes were red, and their energy exploded, and they slashed at Lan Youmeng with a sword.
With a cold smile, Lan Youmeng teleported back to the green light cocoon.
However, it was at this time that the Bronze Palace suddenly changed.
An impact swept through the Bronze Palace, and everyone in the Yaoling Clan, including the three holy aunts, all flew backwards, spraying blood while they were in mid-air.
With faces of shock and fear, everyone looked at the Bronze Palace.
"Get out of here!"
I don't know who was the first to let out a loud shout, and then a dozen figures crawled and rolled and fled out of the light curtain.
After a moment, only the three holy aunts from the Yaoling Clan were left confronting Lan Youmeng in the white jade clearing.
Their expressions were angry and murderous, but at this moment, the three holy aunts were obviously wary.
Seeing this, Zhuo Qianling secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now Lan Youmeng threw the Yaoling Tribe clan leader into the Bronze Hall, and the last hope in Zhuo Qianling's heart was shattered. But he didn't expect that he would be able to put himself to death and get a turn for the better.
"Aren't you going to retreat?" Lan Youmeng said coldly.
Hearing this, the three holy aunts became even more angry and murderous.
"Disobeying the ancestral precepts and trespassing into forbidden areas is an unforgivable crime for you. Are you still trying to do harm to the Holy Son and Saint?" Lan Youmeng said in an icy voice.
Subconsciously looking at the Bronze Palace, the three saints' eyes were obviously even more frightened. Just as he was hesitating, the bronze palace door suddenly opened again, and another impact swept outwards.
The pupils shrank sharply, and the great saint girl picked up the two people beside her and rushed out of the light curtain.
"ah!"
After several screams, the three of them were swept away by the aftermath of the impact before they left the light curtain area. At that moment, another mouthful of blood spurted out and flew away.
"Holy aunt!"
Outside the light curtain, everyone quickly came to the three people and helped them up.
"Walk!"
The Great Saint looked panicked, shouted low, endured the pain on her body, and flew out quickly.
Watching the Yaoling Tribe people leave coldly, Lan Youmeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then she frowned slightly and looked at the Bronze Palace with cold eyes.
After a while, Lan Youmeng sighed softly and came to Mu Tan who was spit out by the bronze palace. After using the Blood Soul Seal to plant a brand and seal his cultivation, he turned into a stream of light and returned to Bingchen's world of consciousness.
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