The soles of the Abyss Demonic Dragon's feet were extremely rough, and Feng Qingyu's entire body ached.

Coupled with its slowly tightening movement, Feng Qingyu frowned as it was pinched.

pain!

This is Feng Qingyu's only feeling.

Even though she was physically strong, she was still unable to fight back in front of the Abyss Demonic Dragon and in the face of absolute strength.

But Feng Qingyu didn't want to just admit defeat.

She hasn't waited for Ah Jing yet, how could she give up like that?

However, at this moment, a white figure came towards the Abyss Dragon. He put the flute in his hand to his mouth and started playing.

The next moment, waves of water like sound waves surged towards the direction of the Abyss Demonic Dragon.

Something happened suddenly, and the Abyss Demonic Dragon was slightly stunned by the sonic attack of Emperor Soul.

This actually made Feng Qingyu, who was still in the clutches of the Abyss Demonic Dragon, feel a little better.

But she also knew it deep down.

Emperor Soul is far from the opponent of the Abyss Demonic Dragon.

Therefore, Feng Qingyu shook her head slightly in the direction of Emperor Soul, fearing that the Abyss Demonic Dragon would wake up and say with her lips: "Quickly leave!"

Emperor Po has his own pride.

He didn't want to be protected by a woman, let alone this woman who was his master.

However, after all, the Abyss Demonic Dragon has occupied the Broken Star Sea for tens of thousands of years.

Its strength and spiritual power are extremely powerful!

It is far from comparable to today's Emperor Soul.

In just a moment, the Abyss Demonic Dragon woke up. Its face was gloomy, and its eyes were full of endless anger.

Just now, it almost hit the person in front of him whose cultivation level was far inferior to his own.

"Damn it!"

As soon as the Abyss Demonic Dragon finished speaking, he swung a spiritual power directly towards the Emperor Soul. The Emperor Soul was hit by this spiritual power and spat out a large mouthful of blood and flew back. Then his body was floating in the deep sea like a rootless duckweed.

, I don’t know whether I will live or die.

"Emperor...po!"

Feng Qingyu shouted.

But at this moment, she was pinched by the abyss dragon and it was difficult to speak.

Feng Qingyu gathered her mind and used the pressure caused by the abyss dragon to break through her physical limits.

Perhaps, an incarnation outside the body can save his life.

So...

Just when the Abyss Demonic Dragon tightened its palms with bloodthirsty violence, the picture of Feng Qingyu's bones being crushed and blood dripping from her eyes did not appear.

I saw Feng Qingyu, who was holding it in my palm, suddenly dissipated like smoke...

A few hundred meters away from the front of the Abyss Demonic Dragon, Feng Qingyu's figure slowly appeared.

She looked in the direction of the Abyss Demonic Dragon with fear on her face, her face was pale and bloodless.

What he did just now was tantamount to taking his life from the hands of death.

Huge losses to oneself!

The moment Feng Qingyu appeared, Tong Jun, who had transformed into a dragon, immediately appeared under her, carrying her back and flying back. When she passed by Emperor Soul, she picked him up.

"Tongjun, can your bloodline threaten the Abyss Demonic Dragon?" Feng Qingyu asked in a deep voice.

Mr. Tong shook his head: "The Abyss Demonic Dragon's bloodline is special and will not be suppressed by the dragon bloodline. My current level of cultivation is too low. If I fight against it, I will eventually become its nourishment."

Hearing Tong Jun's words, Feng Qingyu felt a chill in her heart.

Become nourishment...

Originally, the Abyss Demonic Dragon had a grudge against her, but now that Mr. Tong appeared, wouldn't he be trying to implicate it?

Tong Jun seemed to understand what Feng Qingyu was thinking, and immediately said: "Master, there is no need to feel guilty. Our fates are closely linked to each other. If master encounters something unexpected, not only me, but also Huo Huo Chixuan and the others will not be spared."

Feng Qingyu hummed and said no more. Instead, she took advantage of the moment before the Abyss Demonic Dragon caught up to check the Emperor Soul's injuries.

fortunately!

Although his internal injuries were serious, he still had some breath left.

He briefly treated the injury for Emperor Po, and after ensuring that he would not swallow his breath, he was first put into the space.

The Abyss Demonic Dragon looked at the fleeing figure in front of him, with overwhelming anger in his eyes.

But when he saw Tong Jun under Feng Qingyu, he was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"He actually brought the Dragon Clan with him..."

"Such a young little dragon, I think it tastes good."

“It’s been a long time since I’ve enjoyed such delicious food.”

"Feng Qingyu, I accept this great gift you gave me with joy!"

When it said this, there was a hint of joy in its bloodthirsty eyes, as it was sure to win over Mr. Tong in front of it.

Looking at the menacing Abyss Demonic Dragon behind her, Feng Qingyu's face became gloomy and terrifying.

With such a terrifying cultivation level as the Abyss Demonic Dragon, it may not be safe to hide in space.

But now she has ten lives on her shoulders.

She can't die!

Otherwise, my contracted beasts will also die.

Tong Jun was still carrying her to fly away, and Feng Qingyu was not idle either. She used the ice and snow skills again and again to block the approach of the abyss dragon.

Because he had absorbed ice soul in the Dragon Palace, Feng Qingyu's ice and snow skills were a huge breakthrough compared to before.

The icicles that crisscrossed the sea one after another were extremely hard, and the icicles that were scattered all along the way really slowed down the progress of the Abyss Demonic Dragon.

Looking at the icicles dozens of feet high in front of him, the expression on the face of the Abyss Demonic Dragon was extremely gloomy.

It had been many, many years since anyone had aroused its wrath like this.

"Feng Qingyu, you are really good."

However, although the speed of the Abyss Demonic Dragon has been slowed down a lot, it is not anxious.

After all, Feng Qingyu is now in the deep sea and will not be able to escape for a while.

Furthermore, her cultivation level is only at the ninth level of the Void Refining Stage, so she will eventually run out.

When her cultivation is exhausted, it will be her death!

…

However, what the Abyss Demon Dragon did not expect was that while Feng Qingyu was releasing the skills of the ice and snow, he stuffed a lot of Qi-replenishing pills into his mouth, drank holy spring water, and ate various spiritual fruits that could replenish spiritual power...

…

In order to save her life, Feng Qingyu was not stingy at all.

It's as if these are free of charge to her.

Fortunately, no one saw this scene, otherwise Feng Qingyu would have been pointed at Feng Qingyu's nose and scolded for being wasteful and shameful.

"Tong-kun, you eat too!"

She ate it herself, and did not forget to feed pills and spiritual fruits to Tong Jun, who was in charge of the escape.

Although the spiritual power was being replenished continuously, the depletion of spiritual power in the body again and again made Feng Qingyu's already pale face even more frighteningly white.

But she can't give up!

"Master, are you okay? Why don't you take a moment?"

Feng Qingyu shook her head.

"Finally, we can use this method to slow down the pace of the Abyss Demonic Dragon. Once it slows down, we probably won't be able to escape."

Although she wasn't feeling well at the moment either.

Tongjun's face was full of worry.

"But if you desperately consume your own cultivation like this, you will..."

It will consume one's life force.

However, before Mr. Tong could say the second half of the sentence, he heard Feng Qingyu say nonchalantly: "It's okay."

At least before that, she will settle her friends properly.
Chapter completed!