These two breaths were so powerful that the surrounding demon clans were breathless, as if they were facing some supreme existence. Even Wangshu had to retreat, not because she was afraid, but because she was worried that her casual movement would ruin Qingling's affairs.

When the golden light was surging more and more, a golden dragon phantom appeared behind Qing Ling. The golden dragon circled up, and a loud dragon groan sounded.

Suddenly, the swallows in the forest fell into ambush.

"Quick, kill her." Cai Pheasant realized that it was not good, and hurriedly urged people to kill Qingling.

Wangshu stepped out in one step, blocking in front of Qing Ling, and Xuanyu Wankong Ling flew out from above his head, and the sound of jingling bells was crisp and pleasant.

It's obviously the Nine Heavens Immortal Sound, but it falls on the ears of a group of people in Caipheasant, like the soul-boosting Lingling of the underworld. They didn't dare to delay, the mana on their bodies surged, and they were about to come towards Qingling.

Wangshu was about to make a move, when Qingling's voice rang out, "Sister Wangshu, let me come." ”

This sentence couldn't be calmer anymore, but Wangshu heard endless killing intent from it.

"Sister Wangshu, help me save the child next to me, he is here to save me, no matter what, he has to save his life."

Although the ginseng essence is seriously injured, the breath is close to nothing, but there is still a breath. Qing Ling believes in Yi Wangshu's ability, even if she can't save the ginseng essence, she can save his breath, as long as she can last a few days, when she returns to Yunmengze, she will definitely be able to save a life.

As Qing Ling spoke, the aura on her body skyrocketed, and even her cultivation rose, and a violent force was born from her body.

This force is so great and the fluctuations are so strong that even Wangshu can't help but be shocked. She hurriedly flew to the side, picked up the ginseng essence on the ground, and retreated to the side. Since Qing Ling didn't let her interfere, she watched first, anyway, these people couldn't make any waves.

She looked at the state of the ginseng essence, it was very poor, and only one breath was left in her chest, and the Yuan Shen not only had many small cracks, but also had traces of collapse.

Wangshu took out a jade bottle, and his body was covered with a luster like moonlight, which was very good-looking.

At the same time, Cai Pheasant and they finally broke free from the suppression of that bloodline, after all, they can fight against Qingling, and their cultivation is not much worse.

"Quick, quick." Seeing what Wangshu was holding in his hand, Caipheasant knew that something was wrong.

Although she didn't find out the details of Qing Ling, she vaguely knew that Qing Ling had a powerful backer behind her. Since there are backers, it is natural that fellow disciples and Taoist friends are indispensable. Looking at this woman's shot, it is first an innate spiritual treasure, and then a spiritual slurry and jade liquid, which is very likely to be the same door.

She knows how powerful Qing Ling is, and there is another one who is even more powerful than Qing Ling, if they don't strike first, they will suffer.

Of course, she thought about running away immediately, after all, they had already obtained a lot of treasures. But the phoenix bloodline rarely saw that she didn't want to give up, and the woman who had just arrived was also eyeing her, and it was difficult for them to escape. Instead of letting them join forces, it is better for them to break each one first, and there will always be more chances of victory.

Cai Pheasant's accomplices also knew the seriousness of the matter, and resisted the desire of surrender from the depths of the bloodline, and took out the spirit treasure to attack Qingling.

"Roar." In the face of overwhelming attacks, Qing Ling looked up to the sky and roared. The roar is like a dragon, and with a hint of phoenix, it is light.

The dragon roared and the tiger roared, it has been a very strong sonic attack since ancient times, and the mana of the green spirit was surging at this moment, which shook them out a few steps at once, and some demons with low mana were directly shocked and bled from the seven orifices.

Cai Pheasant is a little unbelievable, although Qingling is powerful, but it has not reached this level, what treasure did she eat? For a while, her eyes became hot again, and sure enough, she still had good things to hide.

Cai Pheasant did not dare to take out the spirit treasure of Qingling, and held a feather fan trained by his own feathers, although the quality is not high, but it is extremely powerful, with the help of Qingling is already the level of the acquired spirit treasure, a feather fan, Samadhi kamikaze, ecstasy and bones.

The samadhi kamikaze is also the number one kamikaze in the flood wilderness, and it is very powerful. But Qing Ling didn't even look at it, how could she not know how capable the treasure she had made. With a wave of the sleeves of the green spirit, it was like a phoenix wings flashing, and a light breeze blew by, and the samadhi divine wind disappeared.

Qingluan is a divine bird in the wind, riding the wind, afraid of what samadhi divine wind.

The power in Qing Ling's body became more and more violent, and if he didn't vent it, it was as if it was about to explode. Qing Ling's eyes began to swell with bloodshots, looking fierce and bloodthirsty.

Cai Pheasant looked at Qing Ling's appearance, and a trace of fear suddenly surged in his heart. She hurriedly waved the feather fan in her hand, and at the same time, her companions began to attack. Swords, guns, swords, halberds, cups and bowls, lamps, volcanic stones, all kinds.

Qing Ling's hands were like wings, one by one, and the storm rose from the ground, blocking many attacks. However, the surging power still held up the green spirit and was about to explode. The majestic mana made the storm bigger and bigger, flying sand and rocks, and instantly leveled the ground within a radius of a few miles.

Wangshu on the side was already prepared, Xuanyu Wankong Ling rotated, and one after another light curtains hung down, firmly guarding her and the ginseng essence. It's just that when she heard this roar, her brows couldn't help frowning, the dragon and phoenix are not an existence to deal with.

However, Wangshu can't take care of it for the time being, the ginseng essence is close to collapse, and it is about to be destroyed. Wangshu helped him up and reached out to wave the jade bottle. A drop of moon-white spiritual pulp like jade liquid flew out of it. Wangshu gently held the spirit syrup and fed it to ginseng essence.

At the entrance of the spirit pulp, a moonlight lit up on the ginseng essence, and this breath was suspended. After only a while, the ginseng essence injury was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the broken arm began to be reborn, but the collapse of the Yuan Shen did not stop, and Yi Wangshu's ability could only keep him for forty-nine days.

It's just that the ginseng cultivation is too low, and some things can't bear it, otherwise the essence of the Ten Thousand Year Emperor Flowing Pulp will definitely be able to stop the collapse of his primordial spirit, and now he can only wait for Niangniang to make a move.

Although Qingling's storm was powerful, Cai Pheasant and the others were overwhelming, and they were able to resist it.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and an extremely beautiful blue light bloomed on Qing Ling's body, followed by a golden light.

"Ahh Qing Ling shouted, and a green light turned into a green luan and a golden dragon turned into golden light each flew out from half of Qing Ling's body.

"Phew." Qingluan was crisp, "Roar." "The golden dragon is majestic, one spreads its wings, and the other hovers majestically.

The powerful coercion made the legs of the colorful pheasant and his party tremble, and they couldn't help but kneel.

Although Qingluan is one of the five-colored phoenixes, it is not weaker than Caifeng, but Qingluan loves peace and is not famous. And the golden dragon is the king of the dragon clan, the three-clawed golden dragon. The bloodline coercion released by them uniting together is how can ordinary demons fight.

Qingluan waved his wings, the golden dragon raised its four claws, and flew towards the colorful pheasant, and before they could reflect, they were pierced through the hearts of these two divine beasts, and they couldn't die anymore.

However, the madness in Qing Ling's eyes did not dissipate, although the Qingluan and the golden dragon that flew out were gone, but in her eyes, Qingluan and the golden dragon appeared respectively. The two are flying in it, but more of them are fighting, as if they want to swallow each other alive.

The aura on Qing Ling's body also began to be disordered, and his body began to blur, as if he was about to show his original form. However, after three breaths, green phoenix feathers began to grow on one of Qing Ling's hands, and pieces of golden dragon scales began to emerge on the other hand.

And on the chest, there will be a phoenix feather, and a dragon scale, not a phoenix feather piercing the dragon scales, even if the dragon scales cover the phoenix feathers, the cycle will go back and forth, and the stalemate will not stop, making Qingling bloody.

Qing Ling's whole body was in severe pain, and his whole person seemed to be about to explode. But there seems to be a force in the dark that is stopping the collapse of her physical body, and reconciling the power of the dragon and phoenix.

"Ahh Qing Ling shouted, and the powerful force caused thunder to form on the ground and explode.

Wangshu was shocked, leaving Wan Kongling to protect the ginseng essence, and hurriedly headed towards Qingling.