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Chapter 312 Injury

"Bold!" Yan Kewei noticed Xiaoju's movement, and several streaks of golden light slashed towards her, but at the critical moment, he was blocked by the flame spirit shield laid by Yanrou.

But Yanrou received Yan Kewei's blow, but was shocked to take two steps back, spat out a mouthful of blood, and understood Yan Kewei's terror again.
No wonder Ao Xue died in her hands. The fight with Yan Kewei seemed to be back and forth, but in fact, Yanrou understood that she was just struggling to resist,
Yan Kewei's magic power is so powerful that it suppresses her in every way, and her own attack is easily dodged by the opponent, but it is Yan Kewei's magic that makes her tired of coping.

"You think this seat will give you a chance to make a move! Ridiculous!" Yan Kewei sneered, as if mocking Yanrou's embarrassment.

"Parrot!" Yanrou let out a long cry, and transformed into the original form of the orange eagle. The fiery red feathers were like flowing flames. From a distance, it looked like a legendary bird, protecting the world, but her eyes were full of tears. crazy

"I'll kill it first!" Yanrou spat out flames, ignoring Xiaoju's obstruction, and prepared to destroy Bailong first, absolutely not letting Bailong fall into Yan Kewei's hands!
"Go!" Yan Kewei's complexion remained unchanged, he took out a puppet in the shape of a person, pinched his hands quickly, and injected mana into it, and saw that the puppet rose against the wind, quickly transformed into a puppet holding a halberd, and threw the halberd from a distance , to block that Yanrou's attack for Zhao Wuyou.

"hateful!"

The pincer attack between the puppet and Yan Kewei himself made Yanrou a little overwhelmed.

And Zhao Wuyou was like a dangerous egg in the wind, at the center of two storms, if Yan Kewei hadn't intentionally protected him, if he was a little careless, he would have died without a place to bury him.

Even so, the sword qi scratched Zhao Wuyou's body, making the dragon's body covered with blood,

Seeing a messy sword energy almost sweeping towards the latter's neck, Xiaoju's heart suddenly twitched, if it continues like this, Bailong will definitely die in the storm,

Even so, the white dragon didn't show any signs of fear. The wounds on his body seemed to have nothing to do with it, and the bright eyes had lost hope of being alive.
"Chirp!" Yanrou still didn't respond to herself, Xiaoju saw the right opportunity, and suddenly turned into an ugly big-headed bird, facing the pressure, grabbed the white dragon, and flew towards the distance quickly,

"Xiaoju!" Yanrou was taken aback,
"I want to escape! How could I let you escape!" Yan Kewei rushed towards Xiaoju who was in the distance, and didn't look at her anymore.
"Xiaoju! The white dragon must not fall into the hands of humans, otherwise our demon clan will never rise again!" Yanrou drank hysterically, she subconsciously chose to block Yan Kewei's spell for Xiaoju, and the flames on her body burned even more Surging, she burned her own blood, and slammed in front of Yan Kewei,
"Yan Kewei, I'm fighting with you!"

"Boom!" Seeing the puppet chasing after him quickly, Xiaoju knew that he was not the opponent's opponent, so she shielded Zhao Wuyou fiercely,

With one punch, Xiaoju's entire back was shattered, and she fell down quickly with a scream.

The puppet just wanted to chase,
A ball of burning fire wrapped it, and with a bang, it fell obliquely to the distant mountains and forests. Almost in the blink of an eye, a raging fire was ignited there, burning wood when it met wood, burning water when it met water,

The misty water vapor spread out, like a thick fog rising from the forest, but it also gave people an unbearably hot and dry atmosphere,

The gods in the sky fight, and the creatures in the lower realm suffer.

With just this blow, I don't know how many innocent lives were lost.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and a big-headed bird with a size of tens of meters lay half dead in the pit, coughing up blood from time to time. The wings on its back were completely broken, and the flesh and blood stuck together. inserted into her body, into her demon core,
The Yaodan was damaged, and Xiaoju's state plummeted straight down, unable to raise any more strength.
"Bailong!" Xiaoju opened her weak eyes slightly, and glanced at Bailong who was tens of meters away. into a pool of blood,
He remained motionless, as if passed out.

The battle in the sky is still going on, and the creatures on the ground are already in chaos.
Worrying about Nanming getting closer to the fire, the fiery breath roasted Xiaoju, making her very uncomfortable.At this moment, not to mention running away, even moving her body requires a lot of energy.
The flames burn closer and closer...

Xiaoju glanced at it indifferently, could it be that she is going to die here today...

I didn't expect that I would die in this way,

Scenes from the past flashed before my eyes,

She was originally an ordinary big-headed bird in the Demon Realm, and she followed her mother on the road of cultivating demons. At that time, she had not yet transformed, and she was just a little demon in the Qi training period.
In the dangerous demon realm, there is a terrifying atmosphere everywhere, she dare not go anywhere, she can only hide silently in the bird's nest, waiting for her mother to feed her,
Then once, my mother went out to look for food and never came back.

She is a bird alone, guarding in a small bird's nest, anxiously waiting for the unknown fate, seems to be hungry, she has no choice but to get out of the bird's nest, fly to the sky of the demon realm,
Xiaoju still remembers how clear and beautiful the sky was at that time,
However, behind the beauty, there is also a crisis hidden. As soon as she flew out of the bird's nest, she was followed by a huge fiery red eagle. It is still small, and the experience of predation is not enough.
Caught by her to escape,

She also gradually found the skills to survive and passed the most difficult period...

That hawk was later Yanrou...

The two were originally monsters who grew up at the same time, but the other party has awakened the blood of the three-legged Golden Crow, and is endowed with extraordinary talents. Just eating, drinking and having fun every day, his cultivation base will rise in a straight line.
As for herself, she has to practice conscientiously. With Yanrou, the competition is equally fierce. If she wants to enjoy the rich resources with Yanrou, she has to fight with her life. She is afraid of being eliminated, afraid of being expelled...

Thousands of years have passed by like this,

Looking back, since she was born, she has lived a life of fear and fear. She has never lived a day to be her real self, or in other words, her real self is just an ordinary big-headed bird,
After all, it is different from Yanrou,
However, she has no regrets,
Because she also relied on her own hard work to stand at the peak of the demon realm, seeing scenery that many monsters could not see, and also became an existence under that monster and above ten thousand monsters in Yanrou's territory.
No blood!She also became that big demon who cultivated to the mysterious cave!She has enjoyed what Yanrou enjoys, whether it is resources or a spouse, she has tasted it all...

What Yanrou doesn't understand, she understands, what Yanrou doesn't cherish, she cherishes.

She has also experienced the taste of love...

no regrets...

Xiaoju opened her eyes, and vaguely saw a woman in ragged clothes crying bitterly on the body of the white dragon, the light and shadow merged, did the human escape?
It turns out that this underground is a heavenly prison for human beings...

The flames had already surrounded the three of them, but she was so bold that instead of taking the opportunity to escape, she came here to die...

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