The Eternal Stone can always surprise her when she is special! Qingge looked at the red dragon fruit on the sacred tree with joking, and the smile on her lips became stronger.

Ka... The skin of the red dragon fruit cracked a long gap.

In the realm of nothingness, the voice of senior Gu Long sounded again: "Qingge, hurry up, go and grab the red dragon fruit on the tree, the red dragon fruit is full of fairy spirit.

Your current body cannot accommodate fairy energy, but I can help you store fairy energy, which you can use in the future.

Or come, you can use the forged magic weapons to store fairy energy in the future.

This fairy spirit is very important to you!”

Qingge was surprised and his fingertips trembled.

Fairy energy... Senior Gu Long said: "The Dragon and Phoenix Divine Tree never bears fruit. The reason why this tree can bear fruit is probably because it has absorbed the fairy energy of the Immortal Emperor."

Immortal Emperor! Qingge took a breath of cold air, and there was already ambition in his eyes! Suddenly, the red dragon fruit fell down.

Hundreds of practitioners strive to compete for the Red Dragon Fruit.

He raised his hands high, and sacrificed his magic weapons to the world! They did everything to seize the red dragon fruit! When the wind blew, a red shadow swept over, like a meteor chasing the moon, stepping on his heads, and leaping into the sky with the help of his spiritual power.

She took the red dragon fruit in one hand, stopped smoothly, turned around and looked at the many practitioners, and shook the fan of her right hand.

"Everyone, I will take this red dragon fruit as a respect first."

Qingge smiled.

Hundreds of strong men all looked at Qingge. In the dark night, their eyes were dark and profound and terrifying.

The truth that people die for money and birds die for food has never changed since ancient times.

"Girl, give me some time to swallow my fairy energy!"

Senior Gu Long said.

Qingge pursed her lips and said nothing, smiled without saying anything, and was independent in the cold and cool breeze. A touch of red clothes surprised the masters and powerful people in the 108 continents.

The atmosphere suddenly solidified, and every cultivator didn't say anything. They were afraid of the forces of the thousand tribes behind Qingge, and feared Qingge's identity, so no one dared to be the first to stand out.

Tonight, no one who gets the Red Dragon Fruit will end up well, but every cultivator will try his best to get it.

If you can win the Red Dragon Fruit in one fell swoop, what if you are covered in bruises?

The value of the Red Dragon Fruit is so tempting that no one can resist it! Unconsciously, the cultivators around them all approached Qingge with tacit understanding, and everyone's eyes were gloomy and greedy.

When they looked at the Red Dragon Fruit, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva, walking forward mechanically like a walking corpse and a hundred ghosts in the underworld, constantly shrinking the space area where Qingge is located.

No one spoke at all, but he was united and tacitly encircled Qingge.

When facing an unsurpassable enemy, they will fight openly and secretly, and they will be united as they are now! Qingge knows the hearts of these people too much, stands still, holding the red dragon fruit in one hand and the fan in the other, watching them get closer and closer.

Among the crowd, Mu Ruge's eyes stared at the Red Dragon Fruit.

She needs the red dragon fruit! She is bound to win! The red dragon fruit among Qingsong's singer is not the real red dragon fruit, it has the immortal spirit.

The importance of fairy energy is beyond doubt, let alone the fairy energy of the immortal emperor.

The ambitious practitioners gradually approached Qingge.

In the Wuji Land, Qingge is like an elephant with an intimidating position, and hundreds of powerful masters are all flocking ants.

They wanted to shake the elephant, gnaw off her flesh and blood, and then divide the treasure.

Qingge's eyes gathered in front of him were elite strong men from the 108 lands, and Ye Wuhen's identity was fabricated by her. If she had to resist these strong men alone, it would be difficult to do it.

She just needs to buy some time for the ancient dragon! When the senior Gu Long swallowed all the fairy energy in the red dragon fruit, this so-called red dragon fruit is an ordinary fruit and is definitely not the most treasure on earth.

Qingge stared at her eyes, her feet were rooted in the ground, and ghost-like figures reflected in her eyes.

At this moment when the sword was tense and the grass was full of soldiers, Liu Ye and others came without fear, pulled out their weapons and scattered around Qingge, using this method to protect Qingge.

Hua Wulei carried the cannon on his shoulders, and rushed in like a ray of light. He stood in front of Qingge and shouted in a low voice: "Who dares?"

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Qingge looked at Hua Wulei's thin figure and burst out with powerful and infinite power, and a gentle smile appeared on Ruhua's eyebrows.

Loulan took down the soft sword at his waist. As Loulan poured his strength into a cold light, he saw a cold light shining around the soft sword. In the cold light, the soft sword turned into a long whip with ice attributes! Loulan held the long whip in his hand and threw it away hard, but saw the cold air shining on the whip and the moonlight was sprinkled down, like a dream.

The long whip is like an ice dragon. After a roar, it spreads out its long body. The sound of the whip is a dragon roar! The moonlight is charming, and under the cover of the light green aurora, the infinite land is like a fairyland.

Unfortunately, there is only a solemn and murderous aura left on the west side of Wuji.

The offensive is about to begin, the fight is coming, and even the wind is sharp.

"The Red Dragon Fruit has chosen Young Master Ye as the main one. What are you doing?"

Loulan sneered: "Want to seize the treasure?

Are you worthy? You think that two fists cannot match four hands, so if you unite together, you can force Young Master Ye to hand over the Red Dragon Fruit?

You are really vulgar and stupid! You don’t dare to offend Mr. Ye, so no one wants to be the first to be the one who stands out. Even if you want to encircle Mr. Ye, your actions are neat and unified. Are you planning to advance and retreat together?"

Loulan's words touched their hearts, and it was indeed the case.

The atmosphere is weird.

In the quiet night, they approached Qingge tacitly.

"If you want to snatch Young Master Ye's Red Dragon Fruit, you can walk over my body, Loulan's body!"

Loulan whispered loudly: "There is only a limitless principality behind me, without power or power. You don't have to shrink, you can take action against me with your true aura."

Loulan fell to the ground with a whip, and cracks appeared on the hard and solid ice ground. The cracks instantly spread out irregularly, crawling on the ground where ice and snow were piled up! Where the cracks spread, practitioners raised their feet and retreated.

I saw that every crack was as thick as a hundred-year-old tree trunk. I looked down and saw that there was no end under the crack! It was hard to imagine what would happen if it fell from this crack! The cracks that Loulan Whip reached spread throughout the west! All adult practitioners stood in a safe place, cautious and nervous, fearing that if they fell into the crack, they would never be able to climb up again.

Loulanlu's move shocked hundreds of cultivators! A cold sword and a long whip of ice! Loulan was shocking the extreme! "Come on, let me see your skills."

Loulan walked forward, and the long ice whip turned into a frost and snow dragon, floating like a skirt and wrapping around the arms on both sides of Loulan! As she walked forward, the other practitioners retreated at the same time.

Loulan is a selected person from the Changbai Immortal Clan, and her strength is unfathomable! When Loulan sneered, her arms spread out, and the mysterious spiritual power whistled past, like a layer of clouds stacking and bursting out.

The apertures spread like ripples in the water. After a while, Loulan stood in the center of the light, like the daughter of a god! Loulan raised her jaw slightly, "Tell me, you are not cowards, you are masters of the 108th Land! I am here to fight. Are you coming one by one, or are you all going together?"

As long as she doesn't fall down, no one will be allowed to hurt Mr. Ye.

The Thirteenth Emperor Uncle looked at Loulan from afar and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Princess Loulan said that she wanted to compete with Qingge for the Red Dragon Fruit, she ended up using her life to protect Mr. Ye.

She only knew that Young Master Ye saved Amei's life and gave her the dead leaf butterfly refined by the empress! She repays the grace of a drop of water with a spring of water, and repays her with her own life! If she can survive, break the situation, advance to the origin, and go to Changbaixian! If she dies here, Amei will entrust her to Young Master Ye.

Loulan didn't know the secrets in the red dragon fruit, so she just wanted to protect the red dragon fruit for Qingge.

Another figure came to Loulan.

Liu Yan'er, dressed in a man, stopped and smiled evilly. She waved her hand and the flying wind and snow became her cloak! Liu Yan'er swung the wind and snow cloak and stretched out her right hand. A terrifying and horrifying cold air emerged from the crack that Loulan split with a whip. The cold air could be seen with the naked eye and was milky white.

The cold air gathered in Liu Yan'er's palm and became an eight-foot scimitar! The cold knife was translucent, and the sharp blade made people's legs weak and their scalp numb.

This cold knife, blowing short hair and cutting iron like mud, can break the world's golden soup! "Princess Loulan, how can you not bring such a thing as a show-off?"

Liu Yan'er pointed a cold knife at Jiutian and looked proudly at everyone around him: "If you hurt the young master, you will be killed without mercy!"

Long Shitian stood in a blue shirt and came to the other side of Loulan, "If you want to move the young master, you have to ask if my sword agrees!"

A flash of light flashed suddenly.

You'er played with a spear and stepped forward in one step. The spear drew across the sky, drawing a perfect arc, tearing the sky apart from the sharpness, leaving red fog.

The red mist is dense, like the blood moon in the demon realm, always in the arc drawn by the spear.

In an instant, a phoenix sounded in the crescent red mist, and the red mist was like a phoenix spreading its wings, domineering and transcendent, shocking everyone! There was no more tranquility on this night! There was only killing in this Wuji land! You'er carried a long spear on his shoulder and sneered: "Who wants to steal the treasure of our young master?"

It's stinging... like the sound of a crow's squealing, it makes them feel chilled.

The thin No. 2 stopped beside You'er. She didn't speak or had weapons in her hand, but no one dared to look at her! The long-lost leader of the Meng clan, even if the tiger fell into the sun, could not help but bully him! The second one could make hundreds of people tremble with just one look! Xiaojiu and Nu Qi stood in front and protected the young master together.

Young faces were full of vitality, all of them were their unique enthusiasm! Qingge looked at figures standing in front of him, with flesh and blood spreading out the hard and thick city walls to shelter her from wind and rain to avoid disasters.

The blood in Qingge's body that had not been hot for a long time was ignited in an instant, and it was all boiling! Ye Qingcheng was so cold, as if it had become one with the cold wind of Wuji.

But when she waved her hand, the pipa of a woman in front of her fell into Ye Qingcheng's arms.

Ding... Ye Qingcheng's long fingers tweaked the strings of the piano, and the pipa glowed.

Her fingers kept changing, traversing across the strings.

The sound of the piano tilted out from the fingertips, from gentleness to solemnity, heavy snow was about to cover the Wuji land, and the sound of the pipa was ruthless! Ye Qingcheng was cold and as if it was the incarnation of the moonlight. Her sound of the piano actually formed four barriers, protecting the front side, intercepting the greedy practitioners! Ye Qingcheng was as cold as before, and had never changed.

Her magical and piano sounds are only for the protection of the empress, and only for the empress! At this moment, Murong Chuan shouted violently and stood in front of Qingge. Just when everyone thought this guy was going to say something bold, Murong Chuan said in a high voice: "Young Master Ye, I'll help you with your hands. Can you eat a fruit skin?"

Zhang Liren smiled behind Murong Chuan with a sense of uncertainty: "Young master is happy to get the red dragon fruit, which is a happy congratulation."

Murong Chuan and Zhang Liren's brothers are elusive and have no logic to find.

Especially Murong Chuan, a big and sturdy man, he talks about me, does nothing and is so funny that he is so funny.

Zhang Liren: "Boss, you can't say that. Who is Mr. Ye? Will you not give you fruit skins?"

"That's true, since that's the case..." Murong Chuan swung a pair of hammers, stared at him with his eyes, and shouted: "I'm a Marquis Zhenlong of Wutai here, who dares to be arrogant!"

Qingge: "..." Is this guy here to make fun of it?
Chapter completed!