Without waiting for the gray crane's body to hit the ground, Ling Yan's rapid palms were also firmly imprinted on the gray crane's chest.

Her cultivation was originally above Bai Dusk, and she had been cultivating with the Emperor of Heaven for many years, and she had taken countless Heavenly Treasure Spirit Treasures since she was a child, plus Ling Yan had a quick mind since she was a child, and she was even more comfortable learning the best exercises, and as the daughter of the emperor, she naturally had the right time and place and the right people in one.

In addition, since the gray crane escaped from the abyss, his body was damaged to a certain extent when he crossed the enchantment under the god of war Fan Xian, and his cultivation was even discounted by half, and his hard power could only be almost on par with Ling Yan at the peak.

So even when she was seriously injured, the force of her palm was still about fifty percent of usual.

And with this fifty percent of his strength alone, it was enough to seriously injure the Gray Crane Ancestor.

But surprisingly, this time it seems that both of them have miscalculated, you must know that the gray crane is not a soft persimmon that everyone deceives.

Since his debut, there have been thousands of battles large and small, since the ancient times from the gray crane to the human form, and then escaped into the devil's path, the battle of life and death experienced during the period can be said to be countless.

Even in the war between gods and demons thousands of years ago, he had fought against many ancient gods at that time and did not fall behind.

With such a fierce record, how could he die for no reason at the hands of two young people who didn't have any hair?

When Ling Yan succeeded in a sneak attack, the moment he was about to slap out to kill the gray crane again, he immediately retreated three feet back like a flying soul phantom, and at the same time, his hands also used all his strength to move towards Ling Yan's slender hand for the first time.

Furious demonic energy rushed out from the palm of his hand, embellishing the already dark cave even more mysteriously.

Thousands of demonic qi struck Ling Yan's seemingly slender and weak palm with a whistling sound, blocking her burst of spiritual power.

The moment the two forces intersected, the thick demonic energy of the gray crane's full blow instantly shattered the pitiful spiritual power that Ling Yan had desperately accumulated, and in the end, the demonic qi even broke through the aura of Ling Yan's body like a bone appendage, and went straight through the Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian of her left arm, and arrived in the heart and lungs in a moment.

Under the heavy blow of the demonic qi, Ling Yan snorted in pain on the spot, his complexion immediately turned the color of pig liver, and his entire body was knocked upside down like a broken bow and arrow and flew out of the cave.

At this time, Bai Dusk outside the cave had already struggled to stand up from the edge of the cliff, and he planned to enter the cave to help Ling Yan.

However, just after getting up, he immediately heard a familiar scream from inside the cave, and then felt that the green light in front of him flashed slightly, and Ling Yan's slender and weak body had already flown out at an extremely fast speed.

Knowing that there was a cliff behind her, if she couldn't stop Ling Yan's backward decline in time, then she would definitely fall down the mountain in the next second, and she would die.

"Be careful!"

When Qianjun was fired, Bai Du didn't care about his own injuries, but instinctively raised the Canglong Sword in his hand and took Ling Yan into his arms.

The tremendous impact did not stop because of Twilight's obstruction, and the powerful demonic energy still rushed forward with an indomitable trend after encountering Twilight's obstruction.

The two of them were inevitably pushed to the edge of the cliff, and then watched themselves fall from the cliff in a free-fall motion, not even a wail.

Did I die like this?

Bai Dui, who was falling down, looked at Ling Yan in his arms, who had been invaded by demonic qi and had fainted, and felt a sense of loss and sigh in his heart for no reason.

It would be a pity if he lost his life in Huangquan, but it would be a pity if Ling Yan, the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven, was involved.

You must know that she is as beautiful as Ling Yan, she is already powerful at a young age, and regardless of her conduct or connotation, she is a first-class talent, and she will definitely be another legend in the wilderness world over time.

But at this moment, it was too late, with the half-crippled bodies of the two of them, falling into the abyss of ten thousand battles was destined to be dead or alive.

Anyway, it is a great pleasure in life to be able to go to the disaster with your best friend before you die.

After figuring out this relationship, Bai Du simply tightened the arm around Ling Yan, while he sniffed the good-smelling orchid on her body and quietly closed his eyes, looking forward to the final moment of death.

The cliff top of this Jiexiu Mountain is so high that it is roughly estimated that the sea is at least 4,500 meters above the sea, and when you look at it from a distance, you can almost only see things below the halfway point of the mountain, because the mountain is covered by clouds and mist all the year round, and it is impossible for the naked eye to see.

As the two of them gradually fell down, the exposed skin seemed to be able to sense a slight change in humidity in the air, and the previously dry climate was now full of moisture** Twilight's arms.

The air seemed to get thinner and thinner, until at last even the whole person was about to suffocate.

Then I only felt that my body became empty, and everything in the world disappeared silently at this moment, and it seemed that he was the only one left between heaven and earth, and there seemed to be nothing in my mind except for the endless sky.

After Xi Yan followed his son and mother Qianli Green Worm Gu to fly away from Fuyu Mountain, he galloped all the way to the southeast.

Around dusk, we came to a small tribe that didn't look very large.

At this time, the people who are working in the fields are walking on the way home in the sunset, when the big buffalo passes through the paddy fields, a frog chirps one after another, and the night of returning to the mountain takes advantage of the last sunset to fall to the old nest in the forest, and the summer cicada that has chirped for a day finally begins to close its eyes and recuperate.

Looking at the children and children playing back and forth in the tribe, the old people in the wooden houses sewn in coarse linen clothes, and the curling smoke rising from the foot of the mountain in the distance, all these seemed so new and beautiful to Xiyan, a girl who had experienced fireworks in the world.

Little girl, how could you be one of us in our tribe at such a late hour?

Hearing this, Xiyan hurriedly turned around and looked at it, and an old man in a cyan linen dress was standing behind him.

From the appearance, he is about fifty or sixty years old, he is relatively thin, his weather-beaten face has many furrows and wrinkles, and although his eyes have long lost the brilliance of his youth, they give people a sense of wisdom in the turbidity.

Seeing the beautiful girl in front of him, she did not answer his question, but looked at herself with a curious eye, so she asked again seriously: "Where are you from?"