At the same time, Long Yinyao found that Huang Ziyun disappeared halfway, and she felt that Huang Ziyun was mysterious and had no need to worry about her own strength, so she went straight to the valley where Yin and Yang Jue Menghua was.

Because of the Yuan Magnetic Sandstorm, the spiritual sense was deceived, but he bumped into a group of people, or a group of demon clans. There were about 17 or 18 superior demon clans, and all of them were demonic spirits or above.

"Demon Clan?"

The young man in the lead asked Long Yinyao to look at him more. Because his aura was a little strange, perhaps similar to the dragon clan, she felt quite intimate. The young man also lit up his eyes, but waved his hand and pushed away the disturbing Yuan Magnetic Sandstorm. He came directly to Long Yinyao and bowed: "The Dragon Bird Mountain Clan of Baiman Mountain, Zhuang Ruiyang has seen His Royal Highness the Princess."

"You recognize me?"

Long Yinyao had visited Baiman Mountain when he was a child. The Dragon Que tribe was a close relative of the Dragon Que tribe. Therefore, Zhuang Ruiyang knew Long Yinyao very early. Seeing that she had no memory of her, he smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness, you must have forgotten it all."

Although the demon clan is headed by Zhuang Ruiyang, as the superior demon clan, he is proud and does not respect her identity. Then a demon clan sneered and said, "How could the princess of the East China Sea Dragon Palace remember us and others? Brother Ruiyang is too much hope."

"I'm sorry!" Long Yinyao apologized slightly. She was anxious about Su Fu's safety and bowed softly: "You call Zhuang Ruiyang. I will write it down this time. I will definitely not forget it next time. I still have something to do, so I will say goodbye for the time being!"

After saying that, she wanted to bypass her, but the demon clan stood up and opened his arms to block her way, and laughed and said, "Your Highness Princess, don't be anxious, let's talk to us, it's not too late to leave again. Brother Ruiyang, we, Brother Ruiyang, have thought about His Highness day and night. It's impossible for you to forget Brother Ruiyang again. Why would you drink a few glasses of water and wine with us?"

This monster was wearing brocade clothes and looked like a human being. However, his breath was slightly turbid and unclear. With a wave of his hand, he saw a table suddenly appearing in the venue.

When Long Yinyao saw the wine on the table, it was used by ordinary brothel clients. There was a label on it, saying "Zhi Meilou". Seeing this, she suddenly became famous and had a deep eye. She said softly: "You are so bold, can you provoke my dragon clan, and you can pay the price?"

Then, an ancient aura surged from her body. A golden aura visible to the naked eye opened instantly. The Yuanmao sandstorm, air, dust, ancient trees, and rocks in several miles all turned into powder. She was a descendant of the pure blood of the five-clawed golden dragon. When she got angry, the heaven and earth changed color. There was no Yuanmao sandstorm in the field, but it was extremely dark.

The wind and clouds were rolling around, and endless changes were only in just a few breaths. Then the golden light in the sky swung and gathered, and then formed a golden dragon claw, which grabbed the provocative demon clan. The endless terrifying pressure made it unable to move at all. He felt that all the blood in the magic body was frozen.

The upper demon clan has a much higher body than the human clan, so Long Yinyao's body is only medium in size. This comparison makes her look a little delicate. However, her slightly delicate body, when she slowly walks, she lifts up all the demon clans' hearts. She is a little timid and can't stand the pressure and kneel down.

Zhuang Ruiyang secretly scolded this monster for being a bad thing. He suppressed his palpitations and bowed and smiled bitterly, "Your Highness calmed down, Gu Ban was flirting with him, and was just having fun with him. Can you spare his life if you see the four major tribes and the Demon God Palace?"

The golden dragon claws were held very tightly, and the demons called the ancient spots could hardly breathe, but there was still endless resentment in his eyes.

Long Yinyao was really angry for the first time since she walked out of the Dragon Palace. When she heard this, she became more and more calm. She kept saying, "No one has ever provoked the Dragon Clan without paying the price. Remember, the top demon clan is only the top demon clan after all, don't mess with me again."

Facing the entire demon clan's elite, how arrogant this was. However, the demon clans spontaneously separated from both sides of the place where she stepped on. She passed by in a dignity, but no demon clan dared to stop it. As she went further and further, the Yuanmason sandstorm surged back again.

Just as all the demons were relieved, the golden dragon claws suddenly turned into crystal dust and disappeared. Zhuang Ruiyang complained: "Brother Gu, you are too bold. Your Highness had cultivated your natal dragon ball ten years ago. How could we provoke it? Because of you, I will definitely fall to the bottom of your heart in your highness... Alas..."

He sighed slightly, but Gu Ban broke away from the dragon claws and stood still. Zhuang Ruiyang Gu said that he was frightened and lost his soul. He then took two steps, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and called out, "Brother Gu returns to his soul...Brother Gu?"

"Crack!"

But when Gu Ban's body was touched by it, it turned into crystals and dissipated. After a moment of fear, it turned into nothingness. Even Gu Ban, who was also at the top of his strength, was so fragile under Long Yinyao that he was vulnerable.

...

Long Yinyao rushed to the valley as the inducement of the Gu worm, but saw a giant magic weapon floating in the field that looked like a tortoise shell. The fluctuations contained above were afraid that there would be no more than 60 layers of restrictions. She was worried and because of the inducement of the Gu worm, Su Fu was convenient for it.

"Sister is here to find the rare treasures?"

Xiaoxiang saw a beautiful female cultivator rushing to the turtle shell, staring at her eyes straight at the tortoise shell. The breath from her body was the three sisters, and she was also a little scared. She tentatively said: "I don't know that the treasure has been taken away long ago, so I'm afraid it will be a waste of time."

Long Yinyao also saw three pretty girls, either innocent, quiet, or cold, but their appearance was the same as their faces. So he moved his heart and said, "I am not here to seize the treasure, but to look for someone. Can you ask my sister, have you ever seen someone wearing the same clothes as me?"

"I've seen it, I've been trapped by the 'Senluo Illusion'!" Xiaoxiang blinked, pointed to the giant tortoise-shaped magic weapon, and laughed.

"Senluo Illusion?" Long Yinyao was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "It is rumored that this weapon is precious, and Taiyi Holy Land is so willing to live a life!"

Long Yinyao found out that Xiaoxiang was still saying "all the money" and showed that Su Fu was not single, so she taught her a little peace. She smiled and said, "Jianzhai Long Yinyao, who inherited the love of her sister, but she still didn't know what the three of them were called. Do you dare to ask for advice?"

Seeing that she was calm and had a great cultivation, Xiaoxiang was not self-reliant, but a good person, so she smiled and said, "Why don't you dare? The three sisters, including us, came from Nanli Palace."

She pointed at herself with a slender jade finger and said playfully: "I call it Xiaoxiang, and I am the second most envied by the heroic person as good as my sister in my life. The young palace master Xi refused to teach me how to learn swords."

After speaking, he pointed to the other two girls and said, "She is the eldest sister Youyou, and she is the third sister Zi'er."

Youyou and Zi'er are all full of politeness, but Youyou's expression is still cold.

Long Yinyao smiled and returned the sword to the court, "The three sisters are so cute. What you said about the young palace master, how dare you be Ye Xuanji, Zhenren Ye?"

"That's right, my sister doesn't know that my young palace master is very good to us. Hehehe. This time we were clamoring to come to Guixu to play, so she went to find the bald donkeys to argue. After killing a few bald donkeys, she won three places."

Youyou and Zi'er didn't say a word and let the two talk.

"Zhen Ye is really a hero among women!" Long Yinyao had long admired Ye Xuanji. At this time, he heard about her deeds and praised her from the bottom of his heart.

After speaking, he asked again: "Why are the three sisters staying here if they don't go out for fun?"

Xiaoxiang had a good impression of Long Yinyao, and when he heard this, he responded: "The Young Palace Master asked me to pass on the message to Su Fu from Jianzhai, and I am waiting for him!"

Long Yinyao was slightly stunned, and then she remembered that there seemed to be a connection between Su Fu and Ye Xuanji. Just when she was about to speak, a warm voice came from the dense forest:

"Senior sister, you can be found. You are safe. I'm in seclusion for several days, and as soon as I came out of seclusion, I came to find my senior sister."

Long Yinyao frowned slightly and turned to look. He saw that it was Li Lingyun. He looked disgusted and said affectionately: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Lingyun misses her senior sister very much. Fortunately, she has the help of her longing and finally understands the sword technique."

He walked to Long Yinyao, looked at her with a faint frown, but was still stunning, and then said warmly: "Why do you always feel amazing when you see your senior sister many times? After only a few years of acquaintances, your senior sister became heavier in Ling Yun's heart, and it was so heavy that Ling Yun could not breathe."

"Ha! You haven't condensed your orifices yet, and your internal breathing cannot last long?" Long Yinyao smiled lightly and said, "If you don't breathe for ten days, I'll believe you?"

For Long Yinyao, cultivation is Li Lingyun's weakness. Although he is extremely qualified, Ningqiao may have suffered for several years. Her identity as a ninth prince in the secular world is even more a joke. How could His Highness, the Princess of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea care about the ordinary prince?

When Xiaoxiang heard this, he squinted his eyes and said, "Sister, you are so mean. Everyone has seen this person. He looks good and has a low cultivation level. I think he can be included in Jianzhai and his qualifications are not bad. Why don't you consider it? Don't refuse people easily?"

But Long Yinyao smiled at her and then looked for the land and fell into a state of meditation.
Chapter completed!