Fuzhong Mountain is a hundred miles away.

Hua Mei temporarily got rid of Hongyang, who was injured, and came here to meet with the disciples of Huanhua Pavilion.

"According to the original idea, we should be returning to Huanhua Pavilion at this time, but Hongyang is too capable. Even if he is injured, he is three points more powerful than we originally thought. Now that we can't get rid of it, we have to leave separately next to be safe."

Hua Mei had a brief discussion with the senior sister Zhou. The time was urgent, and in just a moment, he decided on the next path.

At this moment, Hua Mei's eyes rippled, and strange colors continued.

"His he met the ancestor of the Sun family?"

Hua Mei felt a little surprised.

Previously, Qingyuan came out of Liyuedi Valley, and she probably understood in her heart that the treasure of the ancient immortal was most likely to have fallen into the hands of this young man. As for those masters, there was no trace of them, and it was probably a bit of bad luck and eventually she got cheaper.

This Qing Dynasty was originally extraordinary and had extraordinary skills. After obtaining the treasures of ancient immortals, it would be even more limitless in the future.

But unexpectedly, I met the ancestor of the Sun family now.

No matter how amazing a genius is, if he dies prematurely, he will only be a genius who makes people sigh, not a big shot.

"It's a pity that I can't protect myself, otherwise, if I were in ordinary times, I might be able to help him."

Hua Mei shook her head slightly, then laughed again, thinking: "If he could survive in the hands of the ancestor of the Sun family, that would be truly impressive. At that time, he would really pay great attention to it."

She thought so, glanced at Lu Yushuang, without opening her mouth, just looking at Yu Ling, and said, "It's time to leave."

Yu Ling suddenly hugged Hua Mei and cried, "Mom..."

Hua Mei patted her little head and said, "It's time to leave."

"No..." Yu Ling hugged her, sobbing and unwilling to let go, "Mom, just go with us."

"Silly girl, my mother can't leave." Hua Mei kissed her forehead, "You can't fall into the hands of Shouzheng Taoist Sect, otherwise you will have to return to your original form. But these disciples of Huanhua Pavilion have a little lighter Taoism. Without my mother's help, they would definitely not be able to escape the palm of the powerful Taoist priest."

"Yes." Lu Yushuang walked slowly and said, "We are not afraid of the Shouzhengdao Sect, but the Shouzhengdao Sect will not be afraid of us. On the contrary, in this Central Plains, the Shouzhengdao Sect is orthodox, and there is no reason to tear apart the face with them."

Seeing her coming, Hua Mei nodded slightly and said, "Take good care of this girl for me."

Lu Yushuang nodded and said, "I understand."

After a pause, she said again: "I don't like you very much, but you must survive."

"I don't want to die either." Hua Mei smiled, looked at her, and said, "I don't like you very much, but you have to take good care of Xiao Ling'er for me."

Lu Yushuang responded.

...

At the edge of Fuzhong Mountain.

The Sun family ancestor's eyes turned to Qingyuan.

The Qing principle resisted his heavy gaze like a mountain.

The ancestor of the Sun family was surprised and also had a little appreciation, but this little appreciation did not make the reason why he let Qingyuan go. He immediately raised his hand and pressed forward.

There was a dull bang.

Taking the place where his palm faces is the center, ten feet ahead, it immediately collapsed.

The air twists and ripples appear.

Qingyuan suddenly shook, blood bleeds came from the corner of his mouth, and he took dozens of steps in a row.

"This..." The ancestor of the Sun family showed surprise. His palm seemed to be light and did not contain too much magic power. However, it hid the unique wonders of the fifth level of heaven, and surpassed the ten directions. Even a master of the fourth level of heaven should be seriously injured, while a cultivator of the third level of heaven had almost no reason to be spared.

But this young man seemed to have only suffered minor injuries?

"good."

The ancestor of the Sun family nodded, and showed a serious expression. His eyes were no longer looking down, but looking straight. He pinched the seals with both hands and said slowly: "It's really outstanding for young people like you, but... you hurt my Sun family, so you can't spare you."

"you……"

He paused and said slowly: "Come and pick me up a Qinglong Yuan Transformation Technique."

As the words fell, the ancestor of the Sun family gathered and released his hands, and a blue light suddenly burst out.

The green light was as thick as a water tank, more than twenty feet long, with countless scales attached to the outer layer, as if it was alive. At the same time, limbs grew from the abdomen, and a pair of dragon horns grew from the top, roaring high.

It was a blue dragon!

This green dragon is much more powerful than the one-horned green dragon used by Sun Yu, but with its breath, it suppressed countless cultivators in the field. Even the hidden Jin Lan couldn't help but feel trembling.

And it was even more heavy when it fell on Qingyuan.

Before the Azure Dragon arrived, its momentum had already calmed down all parties.

Moreover, the Qinglong was extremely fast and arrived a hundred feet apart, and was already in front of Qingyuan.

Qing didn't seem to dodge it.

The green dragon hit his chest.

Then there was a vast color between the world, and the sounds rolled in my ears, rumbling endlessly.

Qingyuan felt that countless perceptions became pale, invisible, intangible, invisible, invisible, invisible, invisible, and invisible.

...

In everyone's eyes, the green dragon came out of the hands of the ancestor of the Sun family, like a living creature, and instantly hit the young man.

Everyone thinks that the young man will inevitably be knocked into powder and splattered with flesh and blood.

But the next moment, the green dragon disappeared, as if it had penetrated into the young man's chest.

Then the young man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, threw it back a hundred feet away, smashing it on a hill, and sinking deep into it.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of the Sun family. Obviously, the scene in front of him was not what he had expected. Fortunately... this Qinglong Yuan Transformation Technique did not miss...

If you get a Qinglong Yuan Transformation Technique, even the master of the fourth level of heaven will surely die.

Sun Wenjie showed a grim smile.

At a high place, the disciples of the Guanzhengdao Sect were walking in a straight direction, looking down, with their eyebrows slightly frowned.

...

Qingyuan was trapped in the hills, and its breath gradually weakened.

The ancestor of the Sun family is too much better than that of Qingyuan, and the Taoist techniques he used are also too much better than that of Qingyuan, which is beyond the scope that Qingyuan can bear.

The ancient mirror is an innate treasure and will not be damaged at all, but the power beyond Qingyuan's tolerance still hit him.

"The ancient mirror stopped more than 80% of the power, and the remaining power fell on me, only about 10%, less than 20%.

He coughed, coughing out blood.

But the qi and blood in the body are constantly flowing.

There was a long roar of dragons, which sounded inside the body.

This dragon roar comes from the earth dragon formed by the vast earthly spirit of countless years.

...

"Old ancestor." Sun Wenjie bowed and bowed, raised his one arm, and said, "He cut off his arm, and he must be broken into pieces to vent his hatred."

The ancestor of the Sun family shook his head slightly and said, "Leave him a whole body."

Sun Wenjie was unwilling to accept it. He looked up and saw Qingyuan lying on his back in the hills, his breath weak, but he still had a breath.

"Then let the disciple take his life in person."

"Go."

...

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Qingyuan's heartbeat was almost the same as the sound of footsteps. As each step approached, his chest rose and fell.

"Boy."

Sun Wenjie's voice slowly came to his ears, "The revenge of the broken arm, I will wash it with your life today."

A wisp of cold wind came towards Qingyuan's head.

The cold wind makes people tremble.

Kiyohara trembled and her eyes opened.

"Just you?"

Qingyuan shouted softly, accompanied by a dragon roar.
Chapter completed!