"Green scales?" Xiao Yan was suddenly excited. These familiar eyes reminded him of the young girl on Dou Qi Continent. But he quickly shook his head, thinking that this was completely impossible. How could the Holy Snake be possible?
Is it 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 in Dou Qi Continent.
How could Qinglin be the Holy Snake of the Monster Clan, oh, no, a saint? How come the Saint of the Monster Clan is not in the Dou Emperor Continent, but appears in the Dou Qi Continent whose highest level even Dou Emperor cannot reach?
All of this starts with the ancient catastrophe of Dou Di 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 desolate place, with smoke everywhere.
Race, one of the three major forces, naturally cannot stay out of the matter.
In a battle involving all Nine-Star Dou 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 demon clan led by the demon saint girl
All the Nine-Star Fighting Emperors were killed in the battle, and the Saint herself was thrown into the turbulence of space.
If it were an ordinary space turbulence, it would naturally not pose much of a threat to the Saint with the peak strength of the Nine-Star Dou Emperor. However, when many peak Dou Emperors take action, the techniques of various attributes are mixed with each other, and the space turbulence formed is inexhaustible.
Less than a black hole!
The saint was seriously injured, and she had to constantly consume her fighting energy to contend with the turbulence of space. She had already run out of energy. 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, and each generation has one person. If the holy blood is not destroyed, the inheritance will continue. If the saint completely dies in the turbulence of space, the inheritance of the holy blood will most likely end, and the demon clan will be doomed.
Therefore, the saint used her last remaining strength to tear open a crack in space, forced the essence of the holy blood out of her body, and turned it into a stream of light and went away, hoping to save the last glimmer of hope for the demon clan.
To become a Saint of the Demon Clan, one must meet three conditions: 1. Be a member of the Demon Clan; 2. She must have the bloodline of the ancient Demon Clan King; 3. She must be possessed by seven drops of holy blood at the same time.
The essence of the saint's blood passed through the overlapping spaces and landed on the Dou Qi Continent. The holy blood that traveled through the space had spirit and would automatically seek its owner, and finally landed 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 he has the ability to 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 blood is weak, will not be able to break through the Dou Emperor on its own, let alone restore the pure ancient spirit.
Blood concentration is the real power to stimulate blood vessels.
Just at this time, Old Zhan woke up in the Ziwu Lingxu Tower. The first thing he did was naturally check which space he was in. With Old Zhan's strength and the power of his soul sweeping across the Dou Qi Continent, he actually sensed the demon clan.
The breath of holy blood.
In order to prevent the inheritance of the demon clan in the Dou Emperor Continent from being cut off, and at the same time pave the way for Xiao Yan's 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 and wait for Qing Lin to break through Dou Di.
Qing Lin had no idea about all this. She seemed to have had a dream. When she woke up, she was already in the space at the top of the tower. After arriving in the Dou Emperor Continent, she absorbed a large amount of the Emperor's origin energy.
The terrifying power of blood and the ancient king's bloodline was highlighted, and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and he broke through the Dou Emperor in a short period of time.
All of this was both a coincidence and fate. However, Qing Lin could not have imagined in his dreams that the first person he encountered after breaking through the Dou Emperor would be Xiao Yan, whom he thought about day and night.
"Is it really you? Brother Xiao Yan."
Qing Lin, who was struggling, heard Xiao Yan call out his name, and his delicate body trembled, and he cried with joy. His 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: Monster 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 to Xun'er and Cai Lin, and she was afraid that Xiao Yan would not see them.
I love myself, so I have always kept this emotion deep in my heart, but the deeper the emotion is buried, the stronger the love becomes. Now that I see Xiao Yan again in Doudi Continent, Qing Lin can no longer control his emotions.
His hands couldn't help but wrap around 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, she was sobbing, and her eyes were filled with tears.
It's a deep attachment.
Qinglin'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 looking at him, Qing Lin felt a surge of sweetness in his heart.
Little did she know that under the influence of Mr. Zhan's finger wind, Xiao Yan's consciousness was already blurred. Everything he saw was covered with overlapping shadows. The girl's cheek seemed to be very close to him all of a sudden.
She was far away from him at once, and the waves of dizziness in his mind made him unable to tell whether he was in a dream. In his confusion, he heard the girl's murmur. He felt very familiar and kind. This familiarity and kindness made him suddenly feel excited.
Hold on to this idea of eternity and eternal possession.
The sudden happiness instantly enveloped Qinglin, being held in the arms of the person she had admired for a long time. Qinglin 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 have sensed Xiao Yan's intentions. He felt like a little deer jostling in his heart, and his pretty face suddenly flashed.
His skin became pink and translucent, his delicate body trembled even more violently, his hands trying to push Xiao Yan away became weak and boneless, his 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 exerted force with both arms to tightly tighten Qing Lin. The pair of towering jade on Qing Lin's chest trembled, and Xiao Yan's heartbeat accelerated sharply.
, eyes full of color.
Qing Lin had never experienced this kind of thing between a man and a woman before. Under Xiao Yan's magic hand, his whole body was already paralyzed, and he couldn't stop squealing. The breath from Yao's nose was like fire, and it sprayed on Xiao Yan's cheek.
At one time, the wind and moon in the tower were endless, and the scenery of spring was endless. The beauty's jade skin was like snow, and the mountains were undulating. Everywhere was beautiful, and the fragrant grass in the valley began to be stained with bits of clear dew, exuding a sultry fragrance.
smell.
Xiao Yan has transformed into a wild beast, his mind is confused, his hands are wandering subconsciously, 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 was 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 consciousness became even more confused, as if he was walking through a dark cave. The valley and the path were like a dream, with crystal water drops dripping from time to time around him. The water drops had a comfortable feeling.
The stickiness seems to penetrate into people's bone marrow.
As the journey progressed, Xiao Yan's footsteps became more and more urgent, and the cave walls seemed to come alive and squeezed towards Xiao Yan. Sometimes the cave walls were wrinkled and sometimes smooth, like the source of a strange cave, indescribably tight.
Then, Xiao Yan was restrained so tightly that it was 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. However, in the darkness, Xiao Yan desperately longed for the light ahead, so he immediately speeded up.
He kept pace with the march, hoping 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. 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.
I just felt that my tight nerves were relaxed. I took the last step with all my strength and 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 boundary had already quieted down, and on the ground carved from white jade, green scales and jade bodies lay horizontally, silk threads
Scattered, weak and weak, lying on Xiao Yan's side, already sleeping soundly...
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Chapter 87: Monster 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 holy temple, a huge statue of a snake-shaped man was shining brightly, green flames were burning around it, and around it were ninety-nine and eighty illusory little snakes circling up and down, exuding astonishing pressure.
For all the demon tribes that were illuminated by the green flames, the power that had been dormant in their bloodline for a long time and had been unresponsive was about to take action again, and their fighting spirit was rising faintly under an indescribable stimulation.
"With the return of the saint, there is hope for 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 become increasingly depressed because the chance of awakening the power of blood has been greatly reduced. It can be said that 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 Emperor stood in the center in front of the statue of the Holy Maiden, clenching his hands tightly. The stronger the strength, the greater the shaking of his fists. After all, the return of the Saint Maiden means so much to the Demon Clan, so much so.
Nothing can compare with it, but the Demon King's excited expression only lasted for a moment before turning cold 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. It would be extremely difficult to see it unless you looked carefully, and even if it was found, no one would know its meaning.
, except the Demon King.
"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 crush this person to ashes in order to relieve his hatred.
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 Demon Clan. The Demon Clan needs an unswerving faith, and this matter must not be allowed.
Leak! Not only cannot it be leaked, but we must do our best to protect 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 tribes to immediately go to the southwest 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. The elites of 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 the Doudi Continent. The humans and demons did not know what the Monster Clan wanted, so they all stepped up their efforts to mobilize their manpower. For a while, the situation in the Doudi Continent became tense.
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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 wonderful 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 I 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 also saw Qinglin?" Xiao Yan murmured while trying to remember.
But when he turned around, Xiao Yan was immediately dumbfounded.
Lying on the side of the collapse, a girl's jade arms are hugging her waist. Her body, as crystal as jade, is covered with a faint layer of brilliance under the hazy moonlight. Her beauty is scattered and her face is as beautiful as a flower.
In this kind of scene, as long as you are a man, you will understand what is going on.
"Oh my God, what is going on?" Xiao Yan was shocked and couldn't help but look at the sleeping girl carefully. The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became. Although the astringency of green apples had gone from her cheeks,
But that 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 actually real!" Xiao Yan was startled, and Xiao Yan's head exploded.
Open it, why did Qing Lin appear here? How could it have 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 thought 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 Yi opened her eyes and saw Xiao Yan, Qinglin sat up in surprise, "Brother Xiao Yan, you're awake."