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Chapter 3486 The heavy snow wants to seal the boundless land, the ruthless sound of Pipa

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The Eternal Stone can always surprise her when she is special!

Qingge looked at the red dragon fruit on the sacred tree jokingly, and the smile on his lips became stronger.

Click...

A long gap was cracked in the skin of the red dragon fruit. In the realm of nothingness, the voice of senior ancient dragon sounded again: "Qingge, hurry up, go grab the red dragon fruit on the tree, the red dragon fruit is full of fairy energy. Your body now cannot accommodate fairy energy, but I can help you store fairy energy, and you can use it in the future.

Or come, you can use the forged magic weapon to store fairy energy in the future. This fairy energy is very important to you!"

Qingge was surprised and his fingertips trembled.

Fairy spirit...

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 immortal 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.

Holding up his hands high, and offering magic weapons to heaven and earth!

They do whatever they can to seize the red dragon fruit!

When the wind blows, a red shadow swept over, like a meteor chasing the moon, stepping on one head after another, and leaping into the sky with the help of 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 purses his lips and smiles without saying anything. He is independent in the cold and cool breeze. A touch of red clothes stuns the masters and strong men of the 108 continents. The atmosphere suddenly solidifies, and every cultivator doesn't speak. They are afraid of the forces of the thousands of clans behind Qingge, and fears Qingge's identity. No one dares to be the first to be the leader. Tonight, no one will end up with the Red Dragon Fruit, but every cultivator will

I tried my best to get it. If I could win the Red Dragon Fruit in one fell swoop, so what if I was covered in bruises? The value of the Red Dragon Fruit is so tempting that no one can resist it!

Before they knew it, the cultivators around them all tacitly held weapons close to Qingge. 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 was located. No one spoke at all, but they were united and tacitly encircled Qingge. In the face of the

When an enemy who cannot be surpassed, they will fight openly and secretly, and they will be united as they are now!

Qingge knew the hearts of these people too well, stood 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 the Qingsong singers 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 whispered: "Who dares?!"

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 from 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 a long whip in his hand and threw it away hard, but saw the cold air shining on the whip, and the moonlight was sprinkled, like a dream. The long whip was like an ice dragon. After a roar, it spread out its long body, and the sound of the whip was the dragon roar!

The moonlight is charming, and under the cover of the light green aurora, the Wuji 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, and 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: "I 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, right?

We are really vulgar and stupid! No one dares 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 steal the red dragon fruit of Young Master Ye, you can walk over my body!" Loulan said loudly: "There is only the infinite principality behind me, without power or power. You don't have to shrink, you can take out your true aura and attack me."

Loulan threw 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 piled up with ice and snow like spiders!

Where the crack spread, the practitioners raised their feet and retreated.

I saw that every crack was as thick as a hundred-year-old tree trunk. When I lowered my eyes, there was no end under the crack!

It’s hard to imagine what would happen if it fell from this crack!

The cracks that Loulan Whip reach spread throughout the west! All adult practitioners stood in a safe place, cautious and nervous, fearing that they would never climb up again if they fell into the cracks.

Loulanlu's move shocked hundreds of cultivators!

A cold sword, a long whip of ice! Loulan is shocking!

"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 lingering on 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 spreading, bursting out.

The apertures spread like ripples in the water, and circle after circle, Loulan stood in the center of the light, like the daughter of a god!

Loulan raised his jaw slightly and said, "Tell me, you are not cowards, you are masters of the 108th Land! I am here to fight. Are you here one by one, or do you all go 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!

Repay the grace of a drop of water and repay it with your own life!

If she can survive, break the situation, ascend to the origin, and get rid of Changbai Immortal!

If she dies here, Amei will entrust her to Mr. 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 turned into her cloak!

Liu Yan'er swung the wind and snow cloak and stretched out his 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 is translucent, and the sharp edge of the knife makes 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 of the limelight?" 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. The spear drew across the sky, drawing a perfect arc, tearing the sky apart from the sharpness, leaving red fog.

The red mist was 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 is no more tranquility this night!

In this Wuji land, only killing is left!

You'er carried a long spear on her shoulder and sneered: "Who wants to steal the treasure of our young master?"

It's stinging...it's like the sound of a crow's squealing, and it makes them feel chills while making them feel harsh.

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 patriarch of the Dream Clan, even if the tiger falls into the sun, cannot be bullied!

Number Two can make hundreds of people tremble with just one look!

Xiaojiu and Nu Qi stood in front and protected the young master together.

Young faces are full of vitality, all of them are their unique enthusiasm!

Qingge looked at the figures standing in front of her, 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 is so cold, as if it is integrated 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.

bite……

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

Her fingers kept changing, traversing across the strings.

The sound of the piano tilts out from the fingertips, from gentleness to solemnity, heavy snow is about to cover the Wuji land, and the pipa is ruthless and ruthless!

Ye Qingcheng was cold and cold, as if she was the incarnation of moonlight. Her piano sound actually formed four barriers, protecting her in front and intercepting the greedy practitioners!

Ye Qingcheng is as good as before, never changed.

Her magic and piano sounds are only for protecting the empress, and only for the empress!

At this moment, Murong Chuan shouted loudly and stood in front of Qingge. Just when everyone thought this guy was going to say something bold, Murong Chuan said in a singular voice: "Young Master Ye, I'll help you with it. Can you eat some 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?"

“So, since that’s the case…”

Murong Chuan swung a pair of hammers, stared at him with his eyes, and shouted: "I am here in Wutai Zhenlonghou, who dares to be arrogant!" Qingge: "..." Is this guy here to make fun of it? I want to talk about "The First Crazy Concubine: The Three Waste Crazy Miss" with more like-minded people, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read novels, talk about life, and find friends~


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