Song Siyao listened to her rambling and smelled the familiar scent of floating pine branches, looking at the beautiful woman so close to him with a complicated expression.
Thank you.
This venerable fox clan member must know her elder sister.
As Su Xi led her on her escape, she occasionally winked at her.
"Thank your older sister for her help, but someone else helped you just now. Even if I hadn't helped you, someone else would have."
But after thinking about it, she realized that it was highly likely that Xiaomian'er had helped her through the tribulation period in the past.
After all, with her meager strength, the flower-wrapped mask was practically useless against someone at the Tribulation Transcending stage.
Only that big fool from the Hehuan Sect, who doesn't like to move around, hasn't figured out Zhenmian's true identity.
Song Siyao met her suggestive gaze and was deeply shocked.
No wonder my sister said she had many tricks up her sleeve.
“We each have our own positions, and I will send you back to Dongming’s side.”
Su Xi smiled at the little girl and, while escaping the pursuing demonic energy, steadily placed her behind Dongming.
Then, with a flash, the fox returned to the demon race's camp.
“Your Excellency, you have revealed your strength, which you have kept hidden for so many years, in order to save a young girl.”
The Demon King's face darkened, and he said with disapproval and helplessness.
Su Xi glanced at her, then ruffled her hair, giving the dignified demon king fox ears.
"I have my own plans. Just wait and see."
Su Xi's charming voice carried a seductive laugh; she had a premonition that Xiao Mian'er wouldn't stand idly by.
It remains to be seen whether her arrival will reverse the course of the battle.
Cang Jin chased after them for half a minute, then let out a cold laugh.
The direction changed.
He stared at the Demonic Gate with displeasure.
What are those useless demon kings still dawdling about?
As his aura intensified, demonic energy began to spread, entangling the Mahayana cultivators defending the front lines of the battlefield.
Several wisps of demonic energy sank into the ground.
Then.
They dragged Baili Xijiang, Qin Xi, and Wan Qiji underground.
Just like when he kidnapped Song Tingwan, his innate skill was stealth.
Three Nascent Souls.
They appeared particularly weak and vulnerable among the many experts around them.
Three young faces, each filled with panic.
"Yuanyuan—"
"You little bastard, how dare you grab my little dragon!"
The enraged Dragon Clan and the Heavenly Mystery Sect, along with the Wanqi Clan wielding countless swords.
While furious, the entire battlefield was focused on resisting the demonic energy that was darting around and trying to sneak into the body.
More and more people screamed and collapsed.
The scene became increasingly chaotic.
Cang Jin was still not satisfied.
With a beckoning gesture, he dragged all the younger generation from the various factions in the crowd underground.
Then he tied up a group of people and occupied the area alone.
"Take her life to save the lives of these hundreds of people."
"This deal is a great deal."
Cang Jin leaned against the Demon Gate, pointed at Song Siyao, and a rare smile appeared on his face.
He was clearly very satisfied with his plan.
The most outstanding immortal bones.
Perhaps by harboring an unyielding and resentful hatred, she could integrate with him better.
The moment the person disappeared, all races and factions panicked for a split second.
However, it was also confirmed that Cang Jin was actually targeting Yan Shanjun's little apprentice.
Why would a powerful cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending stage, who is so strong that he dominates an entire realm, set his sights on a little girl?
Countless eyes fell on Song Siyao.
Some sinister gazes lingered on them, sending chills down their spines.
The immortal from Penglai frowned amidst the crowd.
Are we going to force that child onto the path of self-preservation again?
Just as everyone's expressions changed, Cang Jin's three demonic gates reacted.
All eyes turned to that spot.
The first thing to emerge was pure, black demonic energy.
As you descend along the demonic gate, demonic energy forms layers upon layers of steps.
Cang Jin's pleased expression changed.
Then, a woman in a dark green dress stepped out of the demonic gate.
Next came a pale, delicate face.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the woman lifted her gaze and looked at the chaotic crowd affected by demonic energy, her eyes scanning the familiar yet unfamiliar faces.
Finally, with trembling eyes, he saw his sister, her arm severed and covered in blood.
The moment she appeared, an unprecedented, world-destroying demonic aura pierced through her.
The miniature dragon in her mind shone brightly with golden light, and Shen Zhuochuan's figure appeared beside her, transforming into a dragon and sweeping her away.
The magic ladder also transformed into the shape of a boy and leaped into the air.
Cang Jin's furious attack missed, and the white afterimage brought people to the center of the fourth tribulation stage.
Song Tingwan put away the defensive spirit jade tablet she was holding during the Tribulation Transcending stage, and smiled at Shen Zhuochuan.
Before he could say anything more, he used his spiritual energy to dissolve the eighth-grade pill in his hand, and a thin yet dense mist of pill energy fell from the sky.
Everyone was astonished.
"What's this?"
The Tribulation Transcending stage and countless Mahayana stage experts in the front row felt their injuries heal and their depleted spiritual energy fully replenished the moment the pill mist fell.
Many Mahayana cultivators who inadvertently allowed demonic energy to enter their bodies seized the opportunity to ruthlessly annihilate the demonic energy.
Song Siyao's empty arm regenerated flesh and blood.
The girl shook her hands, loosened her bones, and smiled at her older sister.
“I knew it, my older sister would protect me.”
What does losing an arm matter?
The fierce look in his eyes just now seemed to have never existed.
"You really aren't that easy to kill."
Cang Jin glared fiercely at Song Tingwan.
Behind him, the three bound men, Baili Xijiang and his companions, breathed a sigh of relief the moment Song Tingwan appeared.
"Master, sob sob! I'm so glad you're alright!"
The little black dragon that was shouting at her was swatted away by Cang Jin, who turned around and waved his hand, and then dragged back to her by the magic chains.
The gloomy and sinister man stomped heavily on the back of the boy in the bright yellow robe. Baili Xijiang coughed up a mouthful of blood, raised his head in a daze, and couldn't even cry out in pain.
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