Evil God, Love Me Tender

At this time, most of the cultivators of the Eastern Xuan Continent had already descended the mountain. Only Feng Cheng was left on the mountain.

Jun Qiyan's expression was dark as she drew back, feeling that they were fighting with those from the Sword Spirit Sect.

"Jun Qiyan!" When he looked back, he saw that the bad guy Meng had already died a horrible death. Meng Huairen had been a follower of the white tiger for the longest time, and he was even the Great Elder of the Sword Spirit Sect.

"Jun Qiyan, you actually dared to kill the Great Elder of my sect!" The tiger was infuriated. It then took out a dark red pill that exuded a fishy stench.

Ah!" The spirit energy in the air started to unrestrainedly rush into his body, the muscles on his body tore and inflated inch by inch, his skin became bloodshot as his cultivation began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye. The veins on his face bulged, and his height and body became as big as a wild beast.

"Jun Qiyan, do you want to try out the finished product that we have been experimenting with for many years? "Haha …" Bai Qiaohu's mouth turned into a bloody maw, and each of his Qing Sutra could be clearly seen on his face.

Jun Qiyan's heart skipped a beat as she had a bad premonition. Sure enough, the rest of the people from the Sword Spirit Sect also took out their pills after seeing Bai Qiuhu consume them.

The Mystical Cloud Mountain was instantly filled with the roars of ferocious beasts. This method of transforming into a Demonic Beast was clearly different from the one Jun Yanran had just used to swallow the inner core. They had only become stronger and had the defensive capabilities of a Demonic Beast, but they were still human beings …

The pressure of Jun Qiyan and the pressure of the dragon race were of little use.

Jun Qianyan didn't know how strong the people on the other side were, so she anxiously looked at Xiao Jin Long who was floating above the clouds. She saw that the other dragons were forming a formation while suppressing the Soaring Snakes; clearly, they hadn't reached the Water Manipulation stage yet.

Right now, Di Mo Jiu was still dealing with the three men in black, so it was hard to tell who would win.

"All of you, retreat. Protect Gu Yao well." Jun Qiyan said to the people behind him in a low voice, as he prepared himself to fight with the tiger.

Feng Chenlang, Jing Ji Bai and the rest also had unsightly expressions. They knew that they could not help much with their current situation and could only secretly retreat behind Gu Yao to protect him.

At the same time, Gu Yao's downcast gaze flickered with a peculiar light as he looked at Jun Qianyan's red silhouette, which was indescribably complicated.

"Tiger Leopard Fist!" Bai Qiuhu stepped forward, and the sounds of his fists colliding with each other echoed in the air, bringing with it scorching flames.

Jun Qiyan had no choice but to retreat half a step. Immediately, more people from the Sword Spirit Sect surrounded her, and her huge body turned into a shadow.

Jun Qiyan's expression didn't change. He spun his body around, and kicked out at the person behind him.

The two forces collided with each other, forcing Jun Qiyan to retreat half a step. Behind her, the attacks of the White Knot Tiger came crashing in like a torrential tide. Jun Qianyan immediately dodged to the side, barely dodging the incoming attacks.

"Let's go help her. Changsheng, you keep an eye on Gu Yao." Seeing that Jun Qiyan was at a disadvantage, the two of them wanted to rush into the combat zone.

"Yes." Ye Changsheng also knew that Jun Qiyan's current situation was not too optimistic. Nodding his head, he pulled Gu Yao to the side.

"Are you okay?" Ye Changsheng looked at the heavily injured Gu Yao and pulled his hand to prepare to take his pulse.

"I'm fine!" Gu Yao's voice was a little hoarse, no longer like it used to be. He calmly retracted his hand and refused Ye Changsheng's pulse.

Ye Changsheng's eyes flickered. He felt that Gu Yao was exceptionally silent today, and was then relieved. He must have suffered a lot at the hands of the Sword Spirit Sect in order to do this, so he didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, Jun Qiyan looked at Feng Chenlang and the others who had just joined the battle unhappily. The two of them were only half-hearted in their efforts to defeat this group of vicious beasts, and she hadn't thought that the Sword Spirit Sect would have some tricks up their sleeves for this.

"Qiyan, don't be angry. Although our strength is not very strong, it's still better than dealing with so many people by yourself." Feng Chenlang turned his head and smiled at Jun Qiyan, and then rushed towards her.

Jun Qiyan frowned for a long while before she finally relaxed and cast her gaze towards the White Tiger.

Since that was the case, she had to get rid of the White Garuda Tiger as soon as possible.

"Shua ~" Jun Qianyan pulled out a dagger, as his nimble body revolved around the tiger. While the beast's defense increased, there was also a drawback to its agility, and that was that it was slow. Jun Qiyan wanted to finish off the tiger in terms of speed.

Jun Qiyan moved behind Bai Qiuhu, picked up his dagger and stabbed it towards his back at lightning speed. "Dang ~" The dagger seemed to have hit a hard iron, actually producing the sound of metal colliding with metal.

Upon hearing his words, the white Qiu Hu immediately flipped in the air and punched toward Jun Qiyan with an overwhelming momentum.

Jun Qiyan wasn't able to retreat in time and was sent flying by the impact of the fist.

"Oh ~" Jun Qiyan forcefully suppressed the blood Qi that was gushing out of her mouth as her eyes flickered with a sinister, cold anger.

"Ah ha-ha, Jun Qianyan, this is armor made from the scales of your dragon clan. Do you think that broken dagger of yours can pierce through it?" The White Garment Tiger laughed extremely arrogantly, and its aura was even more imposing than before.

Dragon scales!

Jun Qiyan's pupils constricted. No wonder she felt that this aura was so familiar. She laughed as she used the dragon scales to deal with the dragon.

With a leap, he transformed into a golden dragon and dashed toward the White Garment Tiger.

Comparing beast transformations with her? Compete in defense with her? Competing with her in speed?

Jun Qiyan gathered his spirit energy into the dragon's tail, and swung it towards the white Qiu Hu with an explosive force. The huge body of the white Qiu Hu could not be avoided as it was sent flying by the dragon's tail. It formed a parabola in the air and smashed onto the ground.

Jun Qiyan took the opportunity to give chase as her four dragon claws clawed at the fallen white fur tiger. Her sharp dragon claws left a deep bloody gash that was so deep that its bones could be seen.

Ah!" In pain, Bai Qiuhu struck out with his right hand, and Jun Feiyan swung her Divine Dragon tail to avoid the attack.

Jun Qiyan moved behind Bai Qiuhu, and the eagle picked him up like a chick. It lifted him up onto the cliff and slammed him again and again. Every strike landed on his abdomen, creating a long crack.

Bai Qiuhu had been thoroughly smashed, but he couldn't move against the dragon's body. He could only allow Jun Qiyan to bash him up.

"Bam!" Jun Qiyan threw out the tiger, and it's body smashed into another mountain, creating a deep hole that released the beast transformation. Fresh blood flowed out of his face, and within his body, his Jindan had already started to crack.