Otherworldly Proud

Long Aotian looked at Yanran with bitterness in the corner of his mouth.

Too weak, I am really too weak.

Qing Ling who was not far away suddenly let out a burst of laughter: "Haha! Now I know how to be afraid, you ants, facing me, why don't you despair, facing me, why don't you beg for mercy, beg for mercy! Maybe I still I can consider sparing your life!"

After Qing Ling said this, Long Aotian also raised his head, glanced at him, his eyes were cold: "If I can escape this time, then I will definitely kill you with my own hands."

Qing Ling sneered: "Really?"

At this moment, the void suddenly twisted, and a figure walked out of the void.

"Well said! You're just a bastard, no matter what you deserve to beg for mercy!" The voice was arrogant, and the words were filled with endless ridicule.

When Qing Ling heard these words, his ferocious face froze suddenly, he frowned, and looked up at the shattered void.

Long Aotian also looked up with a strange expression on his face. It was a man in white clothes. He had short hair and tight clothes, which completely highlighted his explosive muscles.

This man just took a step from the void, and walked to the side of Long Aotian, his body is very tall, standing in front of Long Aotian, almost covered all the light, He lowered his head, did not look at Long Aotian at all, but lowered his head, looked at Yan Ran, there was tenderness in his eyes.

He said lightly: "Really, he is still as stupid as before!" Then when he saw the arm held by Long Aotian on his body, he couldn't help frowning again. He didn't look at Long Aotian, but cast his eyes on Qingling in the distance.

"White Tiger Clan? Young Patriarch?" Qing Ling frowned and said like this.

A disdainful smile appeared on the tall man's face: "What? Bastard? Didn't you run away with your tail between your legs when you saw me?"

Bastards!

It was this word again, Qing Ling almost gritted his teeth, but he didn't say anything else after all, he just looked at this tall man, gritted his teeth, and said: "Do you want to get involved in this matter too?" ?”

The tall man smiled grimly: "You Qinglong clan and Linghu clan are allowed to intervene, but our White Tiger clan can't do it? What, are you going to run away by yourself, or stay here and be beaten away by me?"

Qing Ling trembled and fell silent. After a long time, he looked at the tall man and said coldly: "I want to learn how strong the young patriarch of the White Tiger Clan is now!"

The two of them are obviously going to fight again, but the crisis is basically lifted at this moment. The young patriarch of the White Tiger Clan seems to have an unusual relationship with Yan Ran, and he probably won't let Yan Ran be captured by Qing Ling, so Long Aotian is considered a Relieved, he closed his eyes again, the injury in Yanran's body hadn't completely healed, so he tried to help her stabilize the injury completely!

The aura and life source energy in Long Aotian's body are still resisting that destructive aura, although he is obviously not an opponent, but he will not be completely consumed by the destructive aura in a while.

If it goes on like this, of course Yanran will still be destroyed by this destructive aura in the end, but at this moment Yanran's own body is also slowly recovering, after all it is the supreme realm, after Long Aotian resisted those destructive auras, Yan Ran's body has already begun to recover.

Huge aura gathered in her dantian, and when the aura accumulated to a certain amount, the aura finally rose slowly from Yanran's dantian to the side of the destructive aura, and then joined the team resisting the destructive aura .

This time, with the addition of Yan Ran's spiritual energy, it was finally difficult for the destructive aura to cause any trouble, and it was suppressed bit by bit.

Seeing that Yanran's physical condition has basically stabilized, Long Aotian opened his eyes, and the young patriarch of the White Tiger Clan outside had already wrestled with Qing Ling.

In that sky, two huge figures collided from time to time, making a huge sound that shook the entire Lost Island. It was also the Supreme Second Heaven, which was already the most top power in Lost Island.

At this moment, the battle between these two people does not know how many people's attention has been attracted, and powerful spiritual consciousness has spread here.

In the air, the body of the young patriarch of the White Tiger Clan is a huge white tiger, but what is strange is that a pair of wings grew out of his back, and white hurricanes wrapped around his body, making him look extremely prestige.

After making contact with Qingling again, he backed away, and the wind between his body became violent all of a sudden.

Qing Ling's body also kept spinning and dancing in the air, streams of clouds wrapped around him, looking like an ancient dragon god.

But what is strange is Qingling's body, this giant cyan dragon is extremely strange, half of its body is completely covered by scales, while the other half of its body is slippery, like a snake.

Clouds follow dragons and winds follow tigers. This battle between dragons and tigers is really extremely fierce.

The young patriarch of the White Tiger Clan waved his claws, and countless powerful hurricanes followed his body and hit Qing Ling.

Qing Ling shuttled between the clouds, looking at the young Patriarch of the White Tiger Clan who was rushing towards him, there was a trace of fear on his face, and he actually chose to retreat.

"Is it Bai Ye?" Suddenly, a somewhat weak voice said, Long Aotian lowered his head, looked at Yan Ran who had opened his eyes, and felt a little joy in his heart: "The injury on your body has been suppressed? "He said so.

Yan Ran nodded, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on her face: "Aren't you afraid of that Qing Ling just now? He is the Supreme Second Heaven."

Long Aotian shook his head: "At that time, he could still take care of his own fear, even if he couldn't beat him, he had to fight hard."

Hearing what Long Aotian said, Yan Ran couldn't help but smile even more: "What are you going to do? Just now you can leave by yourself, but you still want to stay and die. Do you really want to die with me so much? .”

Long Aotian fell silent this time, looked up at the young patriarch of the White Tiger Clan who was chasing and avoiding Qing Ling, and a complex brilliance flashed in his eyes: "Isn't this not dead?"

Yan Ran buried her head in Long Aotian's arms, her long hair slid down Long Aotian's arms, then she stretched out her hand and hugged Long Aotian's waist tightly, with a tired look on her face: " I'm a little tired, let's sleep for a while." After that, he closed his eyes. (~^~)