The night is lightless and shrouded in blood mist.
When the lightning-fast Chilong drove through most of the mountain of corpses and was about to pass smoothly, little stars of light suddenly shone in the void in the distance.
Golden light, red light, blue light, white light...
The lights are overflowing and appear in the sky.
It illuminated the dark jungle for dozens of miles in radius, causing frightened birds and beasts to flee in all directions, neighing incessantly.
"Roar."
The Chilong Demon Lord, filled with anticipation, roared excitedly and raised his dragon head high.
She was searching for the flaw in this carefully arranged murderous plot.
Once Qiao Hongpo is trapped or dies here, will she have a chance to escape back to the demon world?
"Beast, no wonder you are uncharacteristically disobedient. It turns out you have help."
The white-haired old woman standing on the dragon head didn't take it seriously, and even had a touch of ridicule and joking.
She spread out her five fingers, with sixteen gold rune chains wrapped around her fingertips, and said: "After nearly ten thousand years of trying, you still haven't given up on your fate. Tsk, I really underestimate you."
"After all, he is the once-famous Chilong Demon Lord, ranking first among the five hundred demon masters in the demon world."
"What a pity. The magical powers and secrets my uncle left behind are so powerful that they can't be broken by you and other chickens and dogs."
"How are the half-saints of the demon world today?"
"What about the heaven-defying cultivation of the seventh realm of Semi-Saint?"
"Do you think he did it without anyone noticing the night he sneaked into Shuiyun Immortal Palace in an attempt to rescue you?"
"Ha, what a joke."
"You seem to have forgotten that my young lady is the master of the Shuiyun Immortal Realm, and that my uncle is the peerless genius who is most likely to become a saint in the Eight Hundred Immortal Realms after Kyoshi."
"You even forgot that the sixteen rune gold chains derived from this magical power are the blood of your soul and have been connected to my young lady's mind for a long time."
"What are you thinking and what do you want to do? You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from my lady."
Stomping her right foot lightly, Qiao Hongpo used her five fingers to exert force, and said with surging immortal power: "Get up."
"Hooooo."
Chilong screamed and its huge body rose into the sky.
Qiao Hongpo pointed to the carriage and said to Suning Secret Technique: "No matter what happens outside, you just stay in the carriage."
"Remember, the defensive formation that wrapped the carriage was built by my uncle himself. Even though six thousand years have passed, it is difficult to use the Semi-Saint Law to maintain the foundation of the formation, but it still contains the terrifying power of the 19th-level True Immortal."
"As long as you don't take the initiative to come out, no one among the rotten fish and shrimps outside can hurt you."
"When I finish packing up one by one, I won't delay your return journey."
After saying that, she put away the golden rune chain and formed a seal with her hands, and her figure disappeared into thin air.
"Uh-huh."
Tens of thousands of shimmering lights overlapped and intertwined, wrapping around the Chilong Demon Lord with the force of blocking all directions.
"呲呲呲."
The light touched the dragon's scales and splashed into circles of dazzling sparks.
"This is......"
The latter turned into a human form, with a look of astonishment on his face.
She has long hair hanging down her shoulders, is wearing black clothes, and has a pretty face.
She may not be stunningly beautiful, but her heroic spirit is compelling and her pride is unquenchable.
"It's you."
With a strange smile, she unconsciously glanced in the direction of Wen Dian, without making any resistance, and was captured obediently.
"Duan Ziqian, if you can help me out of trouble today, I, Chi Long, will remember this favor which is not considered a favor."
"In the future, I will return double the amount to your Wen Palace."
Her lips trembled as she slowly sank down.
Falling into the blood mist, he sat on the mountain with bright eyes.
"All is ready except for the opportunity."
"Mrs. Qiao, you're fine."
Small turtle shell, familiar voice.
When the lean old man yawned and emerged from the torn void, he put his hands on his hips and said with a proud expression: "Eight hundred years ago, I accidentally swallowed thirty-six inner disciples of your Shuiyun Immortal Palace, and you insisted on chasing after me.
It took more than three months to kill me."
"I was chased from the Xuanyin Sea to the Demon Burial Mountains. I was beaten all the way and ran away as embarrassed as a dog with my head in my hands."
"Hey, I'm lucky, and I managed to escape with a tortoise shell that's comparable to a middle-grade immortal weapon."
"Eight hundred years ago, even if you beat me to death, you wouldn't have thought that I could successfully break through to the fourteenth level of a true immortal, right?"
Walk on the air, with steady steps.
The old man smiled shyly and said, "I'm here to take revenge. How about another fight?"
"This time, I want to see how long you can chase me."
Qiao Hongpo, who had hidden her traces, did not respond, and there was silence all around.
Obviously, she planned to wait for the opportunity.
The old man pretended to sigh: "It doesn't matter if you get the upper hand. To tell you the truth, my mission here is to hold you back for half a stick of incense."
"Unless Qiao Wantang comes in person, otherwise..."
Halfway through his words, the black turtle shell placed in front of him exploded strangely.
At the same time, a majestic pressure hit the Chilong carriage hard.
"Asshole."
Qiao Hongpo was forced to show up and wanted to block the blow for Suning.
Naihe sensed the devastating momentum, her pupils shrank sharply, and she froze on the spot with a pale face.
"How?"
The corners of her eyes twitched, and the white-haired old woman breathed rapidly and said, "A full-strength blow from the 19th-level True Immortal?"
The old man laughed loudly and said: "Yes, this hand is enough to break through the defensive formation outside the Chilong carriage."
"Hey, luckily it was left by Jiang Lin'an six thousand years ago."
"The power of law is flowing freely in the eye of the formation, and Qiao Wantang doesn't have the ability to supplement it."
"If Jiang Lin'an is still alive, and if this formation is the one he recently set up, who in the Eight Hundred Immortal Realm would dare to cause trouble to you in the Shuiyun Immortal Realm?"
"If you borrow a hundred courage from me, I won't dare to appear in front of you."
Qiao Hongpo said angrily: "Who ordered you to come?"
The old man kept silent and reached out to grab the turtle shell that bounced back.
The next moment, he leaned over and stared, saying with overwhelming fighting spirit: "The next step is left to you."
"Boom."
The Chilong carriage suffered a full blow from the Nineteenth Grade True Immortal, completely destroying the outer defensive formation and causing the carriage to fall uncontrollably.
The speed was so fast that Suning in the carriage had no time to react.
"Walk."
Holding Dao Huo'er with one hand and Zhuo Xiaoding with the other.
Suning swayed from side to side and struggled to get out of the car.
However, before he could stabilize his body, four black shadows were approaching from ahead.
"roll."
The sound was like a loud bell, and Suning took the lead in launching a mental attack.
"collapse."
There was thunder at night, and the sky was distorted.
The leading man in black was careless and blood spurted out on the spot.
The remaining three people ignored the injury of their accomplice and turned a blind eye.
