The strong wind formed by spiritual power blew by, and many mansions of the Qianmian family were blown to pieces, and were smashed into ruins by meteorites formed by fire spiritual power.
At the beginning of the battle, the Qianmian family relied on their mansion and the large formation on the lake to fight to a draw with hundreds of immortals. There were back and forths between the two sides.
"Hey! This turtle shell is really hard!" Bai Xiangyuan cursed, activated his spiritual power, moved his body, and wandered between the enemy, killing more happily.
Yuan Qin did not hold back at all. Under the stimulation of her spiritual power, countless spiritual powers flew into the sky and turned into meteorite rain. They carried huge fireballs and fell towards the battlefield. Many of them
The monks were all hit and died on the spot.
Meng Xueruo, on the other hand, controlled countless plants and turned them into combat weapons. One person could withstand several times the number of enemies. The originally ordinary flowers and plants turned into life-threatening weapons.
The Qianmian family's mansion is very large, stretching almost for hundreds of miles, and is full of buildings. The battlefield at this moment only affects the front half of the buildings, while the back half of the buildings are still intact under the protection of the large formation.
At the beginning, the Qianmian Family's combat effectiveness was still very strong with the support of the formation, but gradually, under the offensive of Tianxian Sect and Penglai Immortal, the situation took a turn for the worse, and soon, the Qianmian Family was defeated.
"Is this what the Qianmian family is capable of?"
"It seems that only those with a strong mouth are really powerful!"
"That is to say, my Penglai lineage is not willing to fight now, otherwise, who are you?"
It has to be said that the immortals in Penglai are not only powerful, but also very powerful with their mouths. While fighting and taunting, many of the disciples of the Qianmian Family were so angry that they vomited blood. However, they were even more angry when they couldn't beat them.
However, Qianchuan actually did not lose under the attack of Immortal Xiaoyao, and Immortal Xiaoyao was even repulsed.
"Hmph! Xiaoyao, after all these years, you still only have this little ability. With these, you can't beat me!" Qianchuan's face was full of sarcasm.
At this time, a cyan figure flashed out from behind Immortal Xiaoyao, the real Meng Xuelao. She carried countless ivy and attacked Qianchuan.
"Hmph! Even your master is no match for me, let alone you!" Qianchuan immediately attacked Meng Xueruo.
After a few rounds between Meng Xueruo and Qian Chuan, Meng Xueruo was repulsed by Qian Chuan. As expected of the head of the Qianmian Family, Meng Xueruo is still very powerful.
However, the situation of the Qianmian Family was over. At this time, Qianchuan looked at the hundreds of Penglai monks standing in front of him, then looked at the defeated monks of the Qianmian Family, took a deep breath, and said: "Originally, I
I don’t want the fish to die, but you are the one who forced me to do so!”
Immediately, Qianchuan bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, splattering a little blood essence, and then wrapped it with spiritual power.
"Qianchuan, the 1,200th generation head of the Qianmian family, is here to petition. Our Qianmian family is in danger of extinction. Please ask our ancestors!!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, in the ancestral hall of the family in front, countless spiritual tablets began to flash with white light and rise into the sky. In an instant, thousands of souls flew out, and then thousands of disciples of the Qianmian Family said loudly: "Please come up, ancestors!!
!”
Those souls fell into the crowd like raindrops, and immediately, countless powerful spiritual people began to awaken, and it was the possessed people.
Meng Xueruo felt bad, she was fighting for her foundation. There were only a hundred or so cultivators in the realm of heavenly immortals on their side. Looking at it like this, there were thousands of people on the opposite side.
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At the same time, Qianmian Family, the inner courtyard, Qianchen, who was seriously injured, returned to the attic. Qingyun, who was waiting for Qianchen's return with joy, suddenly turned pale with fear when he saw Qianchen's embarrassed appearance.
"Master, Master, what's wrong with you!!!" Qingyun supported Qianchen and said heartbrokenly with tears in his eyes.
Qian Chen smiled and sat down, adjusted his breathing, and finally regained some energy. Looking at the beautiful face close at hand, he smiled and said: "Nothing, just a minor injury!"
When she said this, there was still blood at the corner of Qianchen's mouth. Qingyun felt heartbroken when she saw it, and stretched out her fingers to wipe it away. However, just when she put her finger to Qianchen's mouth, she suddenly
He found that his fingers were wrapped in warmth and moisture. It turned out that Qianchen had gently sucked his fingers into his mouth, and he could still feel the softness of Qianchen's tongue on his fingertips.
Qingyun's mind went blank. The feeling from her fingertips made her lose all strength and her body began to feel hot. She never thought that Qianchen would actually treat her at this time...
"Young... Young Master..." Qingyun's body suddenly fell limp and fell into Qian Chen's arms.
Qian Chen's evil voice sounded in Qingyun's ears, "Xiao Qingyun... you promised this young master that when he comes back, you will serve him to take a bath..."
Immediately, Qingyun felt a restless big hand slipping into his clothes. Qingyun felt that big hand constantly wreaking havoc on his body. He was so excited that his legs tightened.
"Yes... I promised the young master... I... I will serve the young master to take a bath...!" Qingyun's voice was thin and faint.
Immediately, Qingyun pushed himself up, held Qianchen in front of the bathtub, took a deep breath, and took off Qianchen's clothes. Suddenly, Qianchen's body was exposed in front of Qingyun, asking her to move away.
However, Qianchen's hands were still wandering around her upper body. She blushed with embarrassment and helped Qianchen in anyway.
Then, Qingyun began to wipe Qianchen carefully. Suddenly, Qingyun felt his wrist being held by someone, and he was suddenly pulled into the tub.
In panic, Qingyun felt Qianchen's big hands begin to wander. After a while, Qingyun found that all his clothes were gone, and he was sitting naked in the tub, face to face with Qianchen.
This bathtub is large enough to accommodate three or four people, so the two of them do not feel crowded.
Qingyunren was dumbfounded, and then looked at Qian Chen with a smirk on his face, and quickly hugged Qian Chen to prevent him from looking at him.
"Xiao Qingyun... the young master will let you be my woman today!" Qian Chen's voice was charming in Qingyun's ears.
Feeling Qian Chen's hot body temperature coming from his chest, Qing Yun's heart nearly jumped out of his throat. Then he mustered up the courage, looked up at Qian Chen's black and deep eyes and said: "Master, Qing Yun has been waiting for this day for too long.
Come on, Master, please... take pity on Qingyun."
Qian Chen lowered his head and kissed Qingyun's little mouth. For a moment, the room was filled with spring scenery.
The war was going on outside, but inside the room, this couple was in the dark, unaware of the sun rising or setting. This chapter has been completed!