At this moment, on top of the flying boat, a dragon claw appeared out of thin air.
This was Qinglong Guards pointing his finger in the air, and the target was not Qinghe, but Chu Yuan.
Chu Yuan had already grabbed Zhao Jiuyue and followed Zhao Jiuyue towards Qinghe.
Chu Yuan originally thought that the guard was here to save lives, but why did he arrest me instead of Qinghe?
Qinghe frowned, the dragon claw actually had the power of rules. Is this a space rule?
The roar of the dragon sounded. Others could not hear it, but Chu Yuan could hear it clearly.
I heard Qinglong's voice reaching my ears: "Boy, go outside to avoid the limelight. I'm afraid it will be a lot of trouble if you return to Qingshan."
At this time, the Qingshan Sect was launching a war with the Corpse Refining Sect. If a heaven-level alchemist stayed in the Qingshan Sect, he would probably cause a lot of trouble.
Every now and then, the old monsters from other sects who are in the Tribulation Period are being harassed. Even though the Qingshan Sect is very powerful, it is very uncomfortable.
Why not send Chu Yuan elsewhere, wait for the news to pass, and then bring him back.
With this idea in mind, Qinglong made this move.
The dragon's claws were extremely sharp, but at the moment of contact with Chu Yuan, Chu Yuan did not feel anything wrong. He only felt that his body was in a soft wave. He desperately pulled Zhao Jiuyue into his arms.
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At this moment, Qinghe shouted: "Don't even think about teleporting her away!?" After saying that, he shouted: "Qiankun Zhi!"
A ray of clear light shot out. At this time, Chu Yuan and Zhao Yueyue seemed to be submerged by the space that turned into soft waves, and this ray of clear light was also submerged together.
Qinghe's face changed drastically when he saw this, and he thought: "It's still too late..."
Qinglong also let out a dragon roar at this time. The dragon's head poked out from the void and looked at Qinghe. A pressure that was not inferior to the peak of the Tribulation Period was released.
Qinghe's magical power followed Chu Yuan and the two into teleportation time and space, so the two of them would die.
How could two low-level monks resist the attack of the old monster in the Tribulation Stage?
Qinglong regretted it so much at this time. If he had known better, he would have just attacked Qinghe. Feeling the chaos in the teleportation time and space, Qinghe interrupted the space teleportation with a finger of magical power. Even if Chu Yuan and Zhao Jiuyue were not dead and accidentally entered the chaotic time and space, they would not know it.
Where will it go.
Qinghe was furious. A heaven-level alchemist died in his hands. He sighed, but he had no choice but to think: "Now that the matter is over, let's just pretend that this heaven-level alchemist has never appeared."
Qinghe sneered and said, "Do you want to fight me? Everyone is already dead!"
Qinglong had a ferocious look on his face, but made no move. He roared and then disappeared in mid-air.
He has lived for who knows how many years, and he knows that sometimes when you should let go, you have to let it go immediately. All unnecessary actions are in vain.
However, just before, after Chu Yuan and Zhao Jiuyue entered the teleportation space, Chu Yuan only felt a terrifying force appear behind him.
Qinghe's divine light came with extremely terrifying power. Chu Yuan was shocked and quickly protected Zhao Jiuyue behind him.
Seeing that the divine light was about to penetrate Chu Yuan's body, at this moment, the Burning Sky Flame Knife automatically protected the master, and a terrifying force burst out, colliding with Qinghe's Universe Finger.
Just hearing a "bang" sound, cracks suddenly appeared in the teleportation time and space, like glass, shattering piece by piece.
The Qiankun Finger was cut off by the flaming knife, and returned to Chu Yuan's Dantian the next moment. He said a little weakly: "Are you still calling me trash? I have the function of automatically protecting the Lord."
When Chu Yuan heard this, he looked inside his dantian and saw that the originally red flame knife had turned a lot darker.
He thought to himself: "The protector this time will probably cause the Blazing Sword to consume a lot of its own energy. If the protector comes a few more times, will it return to its previous iron-breaking state?"
At this time, the teleportation space was shattered, and Chu Yuan and Zhao Jiuyue fell into an inexplicable space. Chu Yuan only felt that there was a salty smell in the air?
"Is this the sea?"
Sure enough, the moment Chu Yuan and Zhao Jiuyue fell into the teleportation space, the originally colorful scene turned into a blue sea and blue sky.
Chu Yuan held Zhao Jiuyue and floated in the air. Looking at the blue ocean under his feet, he couldn't help but look startled.
Zhao Jiuyue was the same. He suddenly saw this ocean in a panic. He suddenly felt calm and his breathing became smoother.
"Where is this?" Zhao Jiuyue asked.
Chu Yuan shook his head, unaware that he and Zhao Jiuyue were hugging each other at this moment. Zhao Yuan held Chu Yuan's head in his hands, and his own head was pressed tightly against Chu Yuan's chest.
At this time, neither of them reacted until the cry of a seabird woke them up and they came back to their senses.
Chu Yuan hugged Zhao Jiuyue tightly, feeling Zhao Jiuyue's soft body, and felt a slight reaction in a certain part of his body.
At this time, Zhao Jiuyue found that he was being held tightly by Chu Yuan. His face suddenly flushed and he said shyly: "Junior brother, please let me down."
How can I put it down in mid-air? Chu Yuan thought to himself.
Zhao Jiuyue used the flying sword at this time, and the flying sword stayed beside her. Chu Yuan put Zhao Jiuyue down. Zhao Jiuyue waved her hand gently, and the flying sword fell at her feet, and the sword flew in the air.
"Junior brother, I don't know where this is. How far is it from Qingshan Sect?" Zhao Jiuyue said.
Chu Yuan shook his head and said: "We are on the sea now, probably the endless sea east of Nanzhou. If we fly westward, we might be able to return to the mainland."
Zhao Jiuyue thought the same way, nodded when Chu Yuan said this, and then followed Chu Yuan to fly westward.
The two of them flew for about two hours when they suddenly saw an island. There were people moving on the island, and there were spaceships docking or flying away. Both of them couldn't help but feel happy.
"Sister Jiuyue, go to the island and ask where this is?" Chu Yuan said.
Zhao Jiuyue nodded.
After a while, the two flew near the island. Before they got close, they heard a voice. The voice came from far away: "Flying is prohibited on the island. If you want to go to the island, enter from the harbor!"
After hearing this, Chu Yuan and Zhao Jiuyue flew to the harbor. As soon as they landed, they saw two monks in green robes coming over.
These two monks were both in the foundation-building stage. They looked at Chu Yuan and Zhao Jiuyue for a while, and the monk with the Chinese character face on the left said: "Where are you from, and where are you going!?"
Chu Yuan replied: "We came from the Tang Dynasty in the east and went to the west to learn scriptures..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhao Jiuyue and the two monks both widened their eyes.
Zhao Jiuyue thought to himself: "Junior Brother Chu is probably confused!?"
The two monks also thought again: "Where is the Tang Dynasty in the east? Where is the heaven in the west?"
"Bah, bah, bah!" Chu Yuan smiled and said, "Sorry, I made a mistake. Come again."
Chu Yuan cupped his hands towards the two monks and said, "We are monks from the Qingshan Sect. We came to your place accidentally and want to inquire about some news."
"Qingshan Sect?" The Chinese-faced monk thought for a moment, then asked the oval-faced monk next to him with a puzzled expression, "Have you heard of the Qingshan Sect?"
The melon-faced monk said: "There seems to be no Qingshan Sect among the seventy-two sects in the Misty Sea!" At this point, the melon-faced monk looked at Chu Yuan and Zhao Jiuyue and said, "Are you mistaken?"
"That's right, we are from the Qingshan Sect." He pointed to his clothes and said, "Did you see the Qingshan Sect logo?"
The Chinese-faced monk pursed his lips and said, "Maybe it's some small sect that has no records."
The melon-faced monk nodded, then wrote the words "Qingshan Sect" on the paper notepad, then looked at Chu Yuan and said, "What's your name?"
Chu Yuan said "Ah", "Why do you ask our names?"
The monk with the Chinese character face saw the two people in front of him, one came with the air and the other with the sword. Their cultivation level was not low, so he did not dare to neglect them. He said respectfully: "It's just a registration." This chapter has been completed!