Below your feet are the steep red mountain stone walls, and the gravel particles roll and fall in the strong wind.

Xu Qingyan closed her eyes with some difficulty, and the wind around her blew her hair backwards.

Ning Yi stood behind the girl, with a serious expression, dressed in a hurry, ready to open the oil-paper umbrella, hugged the girl in front of her, and jumped down from Hongshan.

The monster climbing and surrounding the stone wall suddenly stopped the crazy trend and turned its head to look under it.

Ning Yi's breathing became rapid as he looked into the distance.

Xu Qingyan sensed a trace of abnormality. The hoarse roars made by the monsters while climbing suddenly disappeared, and the whole world was quiet.

Driven by curiosity in her heart, she slightly opened a gap in her eyes, and then she saw an extremely shocking picture.

The entire Hongshan land was raised on the surface and was crushed by some huge and magnificent thing. The land was shattered and the flying stones rolled. Those not-so-tastic mountains collapsed and collapsed.

The earth trembled, and a lion roared and roared under the ground—

"Jumped!"

A resolute and cold voice sounded behind him.

Xu Qingyan's face suddenly turned pale, Ning Yi no longer hesitated. He took a deep breath, squatted slightly, wrapped one hand around the girl's waist, and accompanied by his voice, the gravel on the soles of his feet immediately shattered.

On the broken wall of the Hongshan cliff, two figures fell from a man and a woman.

Facing countless stones, plants, and flying wings—

Just like two lonely birds falling off a cliff, Xu Qingyan grabbed a corner of her robe in panic, and a warm temperature came from her waist. Ning Yi's eyes were firm and he fell down. He used one hand to open the oil paper umbrella, and the whistling wind slapped inside the umbrella surface, and the wandering light of the white bone plain flew out.

Pull out the fine snow.

The rising air current holds two people.

Ning Yi hugged Xu Qingyan, and the two of them were blown by the strong wind and flew towards the sea of ​​clouds above.

During the slow and solidified time, the two of them looked down, and countless sea water broke through the earth, and a corner of the palace emerged from the underwater bedroom that squeezed through the land.

The palace was not floating on its own...but someone supported it with great power!

The bones and blood of the monster began to tremble the moment the palace floated out of the ground, responding to the invisible call in the bloodline, peeled off and flew towards the figure below the ground of the palace.

The burly man with his arms raised, holding a whole magnificent palace, like a small black dot, floating up "slowly".

He raised his head and saw a huge shadow falling from the bottom of the palace above him. After rushing out of the confinement of the sea water, the water droplets were clear and crystal clear, surrounding this figure that looked small and humble, but was actually sturdy and burly.

He let go of his arms, his hands naturally drooped down, but his whole person rushed upwards. Where the soles of his feet were in contact with the air, a violent sound of sonic blast broke out, and an invisible air burst out.

It was like a heavy crossbow arrow, but it carried the pounding force of a heavy hammer. The strong man disheveled his hair, and his head smashed the bottom of the underwater bedroom palace, losing the huge bedroom palace supported by the Jiuling Yuansheng's arm lifting force. After rushing out of the ground, he stagnated slightly, and there was still an upward trend, but the speed was getting slower and slower.

Standing on the hill and looking at the iron cavalry of Ping Yao Si Xuan, staring at this horrifying scene in silence.

The two Great Sui princes standing at the gap in the broken wall of Hongshan were flying, their robes were filled with gloomy eyes.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, hugging the young man with a slender waist, slid with the umbrella, holding his breath.

A narrow hole was broken above the palace, and countless strong winds swept out. The burly figures that broke through the countless structures inside the palace were unimaginable. There were a series of afterimages under him, roaring towards the sky, the vast sea of ​​clouds, countless monsters, attached to the stone walls, spreading their wings toward the Hongshan Mountains, running in the grassland, and narrow valleys... After this roar resounded through the sky, it rushed to the sky of the palace at a more crazier speed.

The Jiuling Yuansheng's rushing speed was as fast as a ray of thunder. Beside him, the clouds were torn apart and the strong wind roared.

......

......

Jiang Lin, who was standing in a daze over the sea of ​​clouds, kept looking down at him, feeling that he seemed to have had a moment of hallucination.

I clearly watched the palace being lifted up, breaking through the land from the seabed, and floating up at a very "slow" speed.

Then a hole was broken into the palace and the sea of ​​clouds was shot through almost instantly—

In front of me, there was a figure from extreme movement to extreme tranquility.

The Jiuling Yuansheng, whose long hair was wrapped in water vapor and clouds, was surrounded by several water droplets, rotating back and forth, like the stars surrounding the sky, colliding with each other, making crisp and broken sounds one after another.

Jiuling Yuansheng, who "come alive" again, calmly stared at the old man in Badu who was energetic in front of him.

The old man from Badu, whose robe was thrust by the strong wind, whispered: "Congratulations to Yuan Sheng."

"The Great Sui Dynasty will come soon." Jiuling Yuansheng said calmly: "This is a disaster that I can't escape. If I can survive, I will live, and if I can survive, I will die."

The old man from Badu asked softly: "Does the demon clan need to take action?"

Jiuling Yuansheng shook his head.

His voice was a little cold, without mixing the slightest emotion in this world, and rejecting the "good intention" of the old man Badu.

Jiuling Yuansheng said calmly: "Although I am a demon, I have nothing to do with the world of the demon clan. I have achieved the status of the great saint, the disasters and the fate are all thanks to her... I know what those people in the world of the demon clan are thinking. If you think you can leave a great figure in the Great Sui Dynasty, then you can try to take action."

The old man from Badu smiled and said, "To cut off the connection with the female Heavenly Lord, you must not use the 'white lion' in this disaster."

After a slight silence, the strong man spoke barely and said the first sentence.

"Take the knife away."

The second sentence he said was.

"I want a drop of your essence and blood."

This sentence was straightforward and had no intention of making any discussion. The wet water vapor on Jiuling Yuansheng's body evaporated. Jiang Lin looked at the ancient saint with some vigilance and found that there were already strands of murderous intent on Yuansheng's body that were about to overflow... The man's expression was calm, but he had already made plans to take action at any time. When he said this sentence, it was not a request or a negotiation, but a request that was calm and indifferent.

If the old man in Badu doesn't want to do it, he will do it himself.

"My strength has been lost too much, and the next opponent will probably be very difficult."

Jiuling Yuan Sheng said concisely and said, "A drop of essence and blood, you will be sure to win this battle."

The old man from Badu was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

He slowly poked out an arm and gently tapped his eyebrows like a flower. After letting go, a sharp red color appeared on the center of his eyebrows. After "picking" out the essence and blood, he tapped his finger slightly and pressed the drop of natal essence and blood on the tip of the middle finger and the belly of the thumb. The drop of blood was snapped away. The Nine Spirit Yuansheng grabbed it without hesitation and refined it instantly.

The clouds around disperse and the heat fog is filled with it.

The old man from Badu asked softly: "With this drop of essence and blood, how much will your chances of winning be?"

The Nine Spirit Yuansheng, surrounded by clouds, slowly opened his arms and enjoyed the essence and blood of the old man Badu. He had been sleeping for too long, his body was already a little unfamiliar, and he was about to usher in a big battle... At this moment, bathing in the essence and blood of the great demon in the Nirvana realm, his bloodline recovered, and familiar power filled his limbs and bones.

After asking the old man Badu asked, a slight tremor came from the clouds and mists.

The wooden voice of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng came.

"Second."

After staying in the sea of ​​clouds for a while, the old man Badu, who has not yet deduced the aura of his opponent, fell into a brief silence when he heard the answer from Jiuling Yuansheng.

Who will take action in the Nirvana Realm of Great Sui?

If the old man from Badu did not pay the price of his life, he could not predict and guess. He could not even see a secret of heaven. He frowned and asked again: "How many chances do you have in total?"

In the clouds and mist, the calm voice of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng came again.

"Second."

Perhaps because of the kindness of the old man Badu, Jiuling Yuansheng answered these two questions, and his voice did not have a feeling of despair... But to Jiang Lin's voice, this was really a desperate thing.

There is only half a chance of winning in total?

With the merits and fortunes of this Nine Spirit Yuansheng, after swallowing the drop of essence and blood from the old man Badu, he only has a half chance of winning. What if there was no half drop of essence and blood? He didn’t even have a small chance of winning... What a desperate thing this is?

The old man from Badu suddenly saw a secret of heaven.

So he fell silent.

The old man's voice was bitter and murmured: "Is it really... half done?"

Jiuling Yuansheng nodded softly and said, "That person is old."

When the old man Badu said this, his body had already started to fluctuate. Jiang Lin could feel that the invisible force was pulling himself, the sea of ​​clouds churned, and the old man's voice was a little ethereal.

It was time to have to leave, and the old man from Badu felt a little crisis. He wrapped Jiang Lin with his soul thoughts, bowed gently to the Jiuling Yuansheng, and said sincerely.

"Good luck."

Jiuling Yuansheng nodded lightly.

He lost the white lion, but got a drop of the essence and blood of the old man Badu.

At this moment, the drop of essence and blood was refined, and the Nine Spirit Yuansheng returned to the realm of Nirvana. In his eyes, there was a golden scorching light, and a long roar towards the sky.

The sea of ​​clouds is shaking.

The rising trend gradually slowed down until it stopped, and then slowly fell back to the earth. Countless monsters flew over and ran, carrying it with their flesh and blood, slapped the eaves of the palace with flying wings. The demonic energy burst out, and the flesh and blood exploded, and a blood-red lotus slowly bloomed on the earth.

The whistling sound is getting closer and closer-

A burly figure jumped down from the sea of ​​clouds, like an arrow or a crossbow, with a majestic momentum.

He arched his body and smashed into the palace. In an instant, the palace ran through a straight line. All the things that blocked the road were smashed to pieces. The overall scale was still there, but the bonds that had been tied to pieces for thousands of years were smashed into pieces.

Countless gravels were solidified by huge demonic power and hovered in the scattered space and time.

The burly man stood up slowly.

The monsters that followed one after another rushed to the only peak that still stood, and their bodies continued to explode, scattering the entire mountain into a scarlet color dripping with blood.

On the mountain peak, there are three figures of varying heights.

A man and a woman on the left and right were wrapped in a green robe and a white cloak. Just looking at this outfit, you can't tell that he was a god... But a string of Buddhist beads carved with obscure Sanskrit words were hung on the man's wrist, and the woman's hair was tied up by a hairpin carved with Taoist priesthood. It is not difficult to see that these two people belong to Buddhism and the other from Taoist sect.

The figures of men and women stood on the top of the mountain without saying a word, and their expressions were calm. The countless monsters at the broken wall of the cave could not get close to the two Great Sui princes inside the broken wall. They were crushed by the invisible aura when they approached half a mile.

Behind the two, there was a young man with a feminine face, wearing light armor specially made by Ping Yaoshi, and three ancient swords of varying lengths hung around his waist.

"Wow...so scary."
Chapter completed!