Jun Wuchen didn't even have a chance to refuse, so he was "rescued" by Fairy Shuiyue. He was slightly startled, and a hint of darkness flashed under his purple eyes.
The situation was so urgent that there was no time to think about it.
"Ouch!" The giant cold pond dragon has gone completely crazy.
It was suppressed by Jun Wuchen and Shuiyue Fairy for a long time, and its eyes were blinded, and its injuries became more and more serious.
Stimulated by hatred and severe pain, the giant dragon's huge body struggled violently like crazy.
It swung its dragon tail so hard that the mountain walls cracked and the ground shook. Countless gravel fell down on the ground, and countless monsters were smashed to pieces!
"Rumble——"
The loud noise was like thunder, and smoke and dust rose into the sky.
The ice of Shuiyue Fairy was crushed inch by inch, the monster beasts living in the mountain stream fled in panic, and the strange fish in the water splashed and dived into the bottom of the water.
Those demonic plants were unable to escape, and were broken and crushed one after another...
The mountain stream suddenly became chaotic.
Jun Wuchen no longer cares about the giant dragon.
In the chaos, he quickly dodged with Shuiyue Fairy in his arms and rushed out of the mountain stream.
The original firelight and sneak attack all disappeared. Qinglan and others stood there in shock, with small black arrows scattered on the ground.
Their third uncle was also there, but Yun Luo was missing.
Jun Wuchen's face changed slightly.
"His Royal Highness King Jing."
The third peak master of the Qingyun Sect came over and saw the seriously injured Shuiyue Fairy in his arms. His expression changed slightly, "Is Shuiyue Fairy okay? Why is it so seriously injured?"
Hasn’t the war situation been stabilized? Why did it suddenly...
Jun Wuchen had no intention of explaining, so he put Fairy Shuiyue aside on the ground, put down a few bottles of healing elixirs, and hurriedly said: "Please take care of it, Master Three Peaks."
The Lord of Three Peaks was stunned for a moment, before he could speak.
Jun Wuchen had already turned his head, and his voice was tight: "Where is Yun Luo?"
Qinglan and others looked at him in shock, opened their mouths, but for a moment no sound came out.
The master of the third peak even frowned and was very confused: "Who is Yun Luo?"
"Speak, where is she?!" Jun Wuchen ignored him and asked sternly.
He had just forcibly escaped from the battle, and the sharp fighting spirit lingering in his body had not faded. His purple eyes were sharp and cold, and his aura was suffocating.
Even senior brother Qing Lan was so frightened that he froze up, and the others were even more numb and looked at him in horror.
"Your Highness King Jing, are you looking for the girl in red? When I arrived, she was gone." The master of the three peaks felt sorry for his disciple and couldn't help but say.
"Gone?"
Jun Wuchen narrowed his eyes, and the faint purple light flashed dangerously like a demon.
"Why is she missing? Is she okay? Which way did she go?"
"This..." A series of questions came at me, and the three peak masters were speechless. How could he know such details?
"Yun, sister Yunluo..."
Qingsu plucked up the courage and stammered, "She's fine. She left on her own... It seems like someone is chasing her!"
"Qingsu, don't talk nonsense."
The Lord of the Three Peaks noticed Jun Wuchen's nervousness and was afraid that she would get into trouble if she said the wrong thing, so he scolded her in a low voice.
But Jun Wuchen had already heard it, and heard it very clearly.
His evil eyes flashed with cold light, as cold as a sharp edge. On his forehead, which was covered by the mask, the fiery red evil patterns scorched and beat, intertwining into a fiery red pattern that smeared to the bottom of his eyes.
"Is someone chasing her?"
Jun Wuchen asked coldly, "Who is it?"
"..." Qingsu looked at him in horror, and felt a chill running up her spine, and her entire body was filled with chills.