Ashiu touched Zi Ling's soft and shiny hair, loving it in his heart, but worried in his eyes.
Ten minutes later, spiritual power fluctuations finally came from the air.
Ye Yuxi suddenly opened her eyes, her mental energy swept through the air, and she was shocked: "Senior Sun, are you injured?!"
Lao Lai helped Sun Anpeng fall down slowly, with excitement in their eyes.
"Grandpa!" Ashi exclaimed and hurried over.
Shi Qing and Sha Hansan on the side also stood up from the ground and looked at the two seniors respectfully.
There was a little blood on the corners of Sun Anpeng's mouth and chest, and his clothes were a little torn. Although the old man beside him was not injured, he was somewhat embarrassed.
Sun Anpeng waved his hand towards Ye Yuxi: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Long Zaitian, that old man, received punches and slaps from me and Lao Lai, and he doesn't feel well either."
"Little girl, have you got the things? Were you responsible for that wave in Demon Valley just now?" Lao Lai knew that Sun Anpeng was fine and asked Ye Yuxi about the situation here.
Ye Yuxi nodded and took out four or five bottles of elixirs and distributed them to the two of them.
While taking the elixir, Lao Lai asked Ye Yuxi about the details of the Demon Valley.
Just now, Lao Lai and Sun Anpeng were fighting with Long Zaitian a hundred miles away. Just when the three of them were fighting inextricably, a hot wave of spiritual power came from the direction of Evil Valley. At that time, Long Zaitian was inside, The three of them were suddenly shocked.
After seeing a line of red rising in the sky, Lao Lai and Sun Anpeng knew that Ye Yuxi and the others should succeed.
Long Zaitian felt the heart-stopping spiritual power fluctuations, and knew that he had fallen into the opponent's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. He tried his best to exchange injuries with Sun Anpeng and rush back to the Evil Valley.
After Ye Yuxi briefly told the story, she looked at a few people gratefully: "Everyone heals your injuries first, and we'll talk about other things in the morning."
Everyone took the elixir and meditated.
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Valley of Demons.
The collapsed mountain finally gradually calmed down, and a large amount of dust and sand covered the hillside. The originally tall and straight mountain peak was now half shorter. Ye Yuxi's fire lotus shot hit the mountainside, and the mountain was mostly hollowed out by Youluomen.
A large number of supporting points were destroyed, and the upper half of the mountain was directly smashed down. Some spiritual beings who had not had time to withdraw from the mountain were smashed into meat cakes.
Even the powerful Huang Ling cannot compete with the tens of millions of tons of rocks.
When Long Zaitian rushed back dragging his injured body, the Demon Valley was in a mess, the mountain collapsed, the land was burned black by strange fire, and dead bodies were everywhere.
"Old, old sect master..." The ninth elder came to Long Zaitian with cold sweat on his face.
Behind the ninth elder, the second elder was supported by two ninth-level spiritual beings. His eyes were sluggish, giving people the feeling of falling into coma at any moment.
Long Zaitian's eyes gradually filled with anger, and his voice was low and hoarse: "What's going on!"
The cold sweat on the Ninth Elder's forehead became even worse, "After you went out to fight against Venerable Xuan Ming, two Huang Ling powerhouses attacked you one after another. The Second Elder and I went out to respond to the enemy. The Fifth Elder and the Sixth Elder were killed by the Enchantress who sneaked into the stone chamber. Return, return There is also a small sect master..."
"What?!" Long Zaitian's eyes suddenly widened: "What did you say?! What happened to Qingqian!"
"The little sect master was hit by a fire lotus. Already..." The Ninth Elder glanced at the ruins of the mountain nearby. With such terrifying spiritual skills, unless he is a strong Xuanling person, there is no way he can survive in the Huangling realm!
boom!
Long Zaitian casually blasted out a blast of spiritual energy. Several Youluomen disciples were unable to avoid it and were shocked to death on the spot.
"Old Sect Master, what should we do next..." The Ninth Elder asked in a low voice. The stone chambers in the heart of the mountain were related to a major plan. Now that they were destroyed, the Youluo Sect's many years of hard work were completely wasted.