The smile on Ling Luo's face gradually disappeared, and she clenched the dark blue Qiankun Pearl in her hand, and the power of Shui Yuan was continuously transmitted to her.
"Next time if I meet that damn snake girl again, I will definitely peel off a layer of her skin!" Ling Luo's tone was unkind and she was really angry.
Su Jue stretched out a hand, grabbed Ling Luo's hand, and said, "We're fine."
He is a very sensible child. He sees how much his mother and father care about them, so naturally he can't bear their parents to worry about them.
"Brother, you said it so easily. If the two of us hadn't hid in time, we would probably have been caught by that snake girl with a bad tail." Su Ling pouted her nose and was indignant at the side.
Ling Luo just recovered from the shock and looked at the two sons with some reluctance. She hugged them tightly and felt the warm breath coming from their bodies.
Fortunately, they are all here.
Fortunately, both sons are extremely smart and know how to play hide-and-seek with enemies who are stronger than themselves.
A quarter of an hour later, the moment Lingluo and his family flew out of the Garden of Gods, the small world behind them suddenly collapsed, throwing up countless smoke and dust, and the conversation and laughter were wiped out.
At this moment, there were many people gathered at the gate of the Garden of Gods. There were cultivators who came to hunt for treasures, there were ancient relics, and there were many people whose names and races they could not name.
Most of the people's faces were filled with the joy of surviving the disaster and the sorrow of the tragic death of their loved ones.
Xuanyuan Yu watched the crowd in front of him closely, scanning quickly to detect the enemy's situation.
Suddenly, he saw dozens or hundreds of cultivators wearing white cloaks sitting beside a large rock in the northwest. The white cloaks covered their entire bodies and most of their faces, and the corners of the cloaks were embroidered with "
Silver pattern of hibiscus flowers.
"It's from the Rain Clan!" Xuanyuan Yu's heart rang with alarm bells, and he ordered the cheap dragon to turn around and avoid the sharp edge.
Ling Luo looked in the direction pointed by Xuanyuan Yu and discovered the Yu clan's team. Standing at the front were the elder Yu Shi and the guardians of the four major clans, Qing Long Bai, Tiger Suzaku Xuanwu.
"Let's go!" Ling Luo's face became serious.
There are so many people here, and their family can't afford it. In the Holy Alliance, the Rain Clan has many family friends, and if they really take action head-on, it will be a thankless task.
At the same time, people from the Yu tribe also discovered Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu.
"Elder Yushi, over there!"
A sharp-eyed disciple of the Rain Clan suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand, and pointed in the direction of the scurrying dragon.
Yu Shi's eyes were red, and the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch. He shouted in a hoarse voice: "Chase them all! Catch the thief who stole Tianyi Zhenshui, and those two hateful naughty children."
Skinned alive!"
There was a loud shout and everyone responded.
Streams of light rose from the ground, and hundreds of Yu Clan's disciples, as if going crazy, chased in the direction of the base dragon.
"Oh, I'm chasing you!"
Su Ling turned around and winked at the Yu Clan disciples, and even wiggled her buttocks at them, trying her best to ridicule them.
Su Jue, on the other hand, squinted his dead fish eyes and glanced at his younger brother with a look of contempt, feeling extremely embarrassed.
"Come on, come on, come on, come and chase me if you can." Su Ling danced a mocking and ugly dance on the back of the dragon, looking very naive.
A drop of cold sweat broke out on Ling Luo's head, and the corners of his eyes and lips twitched uncontrollably. Looking at Su Ling's despicable look, he really took a page from Shi Ling.