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Chen Yu looked around with hollow eyes.

At this moment, a golden light spot suddenly appeared in the sky, and then the light spot flew in the direction of Chen Yu at a rapid speed.

It was getting closer, and Chen Yu recognized the golden light spot. It was the golden rooster king, but he didn't expect it to be out of bondage.

Now that Chen Yu's spiritual power is exhausted, there is no strength to make a head-to-head collision with this light spot. He directly took Xiaohuan's hand, staggering and wanted to run towards the Fire Temple.

Suddenly, a gentle and gentle voice came from the golden rooster's back.

"Come on now, your friend Lu Chuxue is already outside Yunwu Mountain."

Chen Yu was startled for a moment, and then happy.

On the back of the golden rooster, is sitting a beautiful lady with an elegant appearance, not Qingya, who else?

Without saying anything, Chen Yu first supported Xiaohuan on the golden rooster's back, and then lifted his leg by himself, wanting to jump up with the air technique.

But after working hard twice, he couldn't climb up at all, and at the same time a needle-like pain came from the kidney.

It seems that this is a precursor to excessive spiritual power overdraw!

Qingya sighed lightly, stretched out a white jade hand, spread her slender five fingers, grabbed Chen Yu by the collar, and lifted Chen Yu up.

Xiaohuan was held in Qingya's arms, because Xiaohuan was already in a semi-coma.

The huge explosion just now should have hurt her internal organs.

As for Chen Yu, sitting behind Qingya, the two salty pigs' hands subconsciously hugged Qingya's small waist.

There was no anchoring talisman on Golden Rooster Five, but she honestly let Qingya sit on it.

As the king of chickens, although it is only the size of an ostrich, it has demon power. There is no difference between three people and one person.

I saw it run two steps on the spot, with one pair of wings, and soaring directly into the sky.

The explosion below continued, coupled with the screams of the Gaoshan people, and the laughter of the prisoners.

Qingya rode on the back of the Golden Rooster King, but instead of flying out of Yunwu Mountain, she kept circling and dancing in the air, seeming to be looking for something.

"What? Is there anyone among the immortal cultivators who hasn't left Yunwu Mountain?" Chen Yu asked.

Qingya nodded.

"Yes, Qiong hasn't found it yet. Only Lu Chuxue was picked up by me just now. Others can abandon it, but Qiong can't easily abandon it. He has the recipe for Red Flame Fan.

Chen Yu nodded, then relieved.

Based on his understanding of Qingya, she has always been indifferent to everyone, and now she is inexplicably caring about Qiong. There must be a reason. It sounds like this.

Chen Yu once again enjoyed the fun of riding an iron mouth sculpture, looking around from high in the sky, admiring the tragedy of the Gaoshan people.

Almost half of the Gaoshan people gathered at the door of the Zi Lao Temple, but Chen Yu did not see Shi Yue's figure. If necessary, he would like to save this girl. Choosing Xiaohuan, based on this, Chen Yu must save her life first.

The temperature of Yunwu Mountain is getting lower and lower, and it has now dropped to about ten degrees below zero. Chen Yu and Xiaohuan are not wearing clothes, and their cold mouths are black and blue.

Xiaohuan was okay. It was held in Jingya's arms, but Chen Yu was different. Without the protection of spiritual power, he just wanted to get into Qingya's arms to keep warm.

Suddenly, when Chen Yu saw a certain high tower, the huge bed crossbow moved a bit and aimed directly at the Golden Rooster King who was sitting down by Chen Yu.

"No! Qingya, be careful."

After Chen Yu just said this, a buzzing sound rang.

A crossbow arrow as thick as an arm shot directly at the Golden Rooster King, with great force and eagerness.

As soon as Chen Yu moved his legs, he was ready for a trapeze.

He is not going to die with this golden rooster king.

You know, that crossbow is so powerful that when it shoots through the Golden Rooster King, it is very likely that it will also shoot him through.

However, Qingya suddenly waved her hand, and ice needles all over the sky suddenly appeared. Those ice needles seemed to have spirituality, and they spun on the spot, turning into a vortex composed of ice needles.

There was an attraction that was so powerful that one wanted to cry in the whirlpool, and he directly sucked in the extremely urgent bed crossbow.

Then the vortex disappeared, and the crossbow bolt also disappeared without a trace.

"You...were you shattered just now?" Chen Yu was amazed, almost hugging Qingya's thigh.

Qingya shook her head and said nothing.

At this moment, there was a sudden buzzing in the distance, and the missing crossbow bolt directly passed over the heads of Chen Yu and the others and shot into space.

Chen Yu was taken aback, and then he came to realize that, instead of shattering the void just now, he deviated the shooting direction of the crossbow arrow so that he could not shoot the Golden Rooster King.

But Qingya also became more careful. She pulled the feathers on the golden rooster king's neck, and the golden rooster king had two wings, and she raised them more than a thousand meters, almost as high as the clouds.

At this height, even if the crossbow arrow can barely shoot the Golden Rooster King, it is already at the end of the crossbow, and its accuracy is greatly reduced, which is not a threat at all.

After wandering in the clouds for a while, Chen Yu suddenly pointed in the direction of the Temple of Fire, and said to Qingya: "Look, that person's figure looks like Fellow Qiong Daoist."

Qingya hurriedly looked down, the corner of her mouth curled slightly, and a head fell directly.

Sure enough, the door of the Temple of Fire was really Joan.

At this time, he was waving the red flame fan in his hand, fighting with the parasites around him who had lost his eyes.

The number of parasites is increasing. Every time a person dies, he will be parasitized and then become a member of the parasites. It looks terrifying.

Looking at the entire Gaoshan clan, there are no more than five thousand people still alive, including the old and the weak.

Joan also saw Qingya in the sky. He quickly stretched out his hand and waved to the three people in the sky, with an inexplicable look on his face.

Just now, he fought a battle, almost exhausted all his spiritual power, and finally was shocked by the big explosion, his spiritual power was suddenly overdrawn.

If he hadn't been proficient in several secret techniques that could be used to stimulate life, he might have been gnawed into bones by the parasite now.

At this time, seeing Qingya come to rescue, he was suspicious of a dream.

A smile was also drawn at the corner of Qingya's mouth. Although she was cold-blooded and ruthless, she still had a touch of affection for Qiong, a cultivator who had been with her for a long time.

At this moment, Qingya's calm face suddenly changed slightly, and then she slammed at Qiong below.

A strong suction force, like the Star-Sucking Dafa, sucked Qiong and some of the corpses around him into his hands.

Joan's body flew directly into the air uncontrollably, with an inexplicable look on his face.