Chapter 3151: Alone Against Three People

"My husband, I miss you so much..."

Yan Yue'er's eyes were red, and she hugged Luo Xiu directly, regardless of whether there were others around.

Luo Xiu reached out and hugged Yue'er, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

In his tens of thousands of years of life, Yan Yue'er can be said to be his first woman. The two of them have also experienced many ups and downs, whether in the Xinghai Realm, the Eight Directions Supreme Realm, or in the Immortal Realm, there are too many hardships.

"Don't worry, no one can separate us in the future." Luo Xiu gently stroked Yiren's back and murmured in his heart.

...

"Meet the Holy Son!"

A man in a green shirt came to the Purple Qi Peak. At the foot of the mountain, there was a group of monks to greet him. All of them knelt on the ground, their eyes full of admiration and passion.

These people came from major forces and inheritances in the Dao Realm, and now they have chosen to follow the Qingling Holy Son.

After all, the origin of the Qingling Holy Son is too legendary. That is the Qingling Mountain in the endless first era, which is known as the origin of all things in the entire era.

Moreover, the Holy Son of Qingling is also very knowledgeable, proficient in countless magical powers and Taoism. Many inheritances in the Tao world worship Qingling Mountain as a god. As the descendant of a generation, the Holy Son of Qingling naturally has the support of those major forces.

"Get up."

The Holy Son of Qingling waved his hand, "Is Luo Xiu on the mountain?"

"To reply to the Holy Son, the evil beast surnamed Luo is on the mountain."

"We are willing to follow the Holy Son, kill the evil beast, help the Holy Son, and take back the Taoism!"

There are a total of more than a dozen people kneeling on the ground to worship, and one or two of them are peerless geniuses.

"Very good." The Holy Son of Qingling smiled and nodded.

If you want to reach the top of the Purple Qi Mountain, you must pass through the Purple Spirit Valley.

At this moment, the Purple Spirit Valley is filled with strong aura fluctuations.

"The Holy Son of Qingling is here!"

When the man in green came here, all the cultivators in the Purple Spirit Valley area were alarmed.

Qingling Mountain is so legendary, so the Qingling Saint Son, who is said to have walked out of Qingling Mountain, is undoubtedly one of the most popular geniuses in the entire Taoist world.

He was shrouded in a faint green light, and many people's consciousness could not sense his aura, as if he had merged with this most ancient world, and there was no difference between them.

The faint green light enveloped his body, and he was spotless, walking in the void like a god, as if he was patrolling the heavens and seeing all the sufferings in the world.

"I came for Luo Xiu, and I want to take back the Taoism inherited from my Qingling Mountain."

The voice of the Qingling Saint Son came out slowly, the voice was not loud, but it fell clearly into the ears of anyone.

And the attitude of the Qingling Saint Son was also very clear. His target was Luo Xiu, and other irrelevant people had better retreat and not interfere.

At the same time, the eyes of the Qingling Saint Son naturally looked at Luo Xiu.

Just a glance over, Lan Yifei was struck by lightning, his face turned pale, and he felt the huge gap between himself and the Qingling Saint Son.

Only Luo Xiu, Zuo Jingfeng, and Yan Yue'er didn't feel anything special.

"This man's target is me, you don't have to get involved." Luo Xiu glanced at Zuo Jingfeng and said.

"Since I choose to go with you, then we are companions. Am I the kind of person who is afraid of getting into trouble?" Zuo Jingfeng snorted coldly, but when he looked at the Qingling Saint, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Because his ancestral blood sensed that this Qingling Saint was also an extremely scary person.

As for Yan Yue'er, it was impossible for her to retreat, even if Luo Xiu asked her to leave, she would not leave.

In the past years, she could not fight side by side with Luo Xiu, and now no matter what she said, she would not let Luo Xiu face everything alone.

Luo Xiu did not say anything, because he knew that Yan Yue'er was no longer the same as before. She awakened the forbidden blood of the Nine Phoenix Supreme. If it was purely based on the power and talent given by the blood, even Zuo Jingfeng's ancestral blood was inferior to the Nine Phoenix Supreme blood.

After all, the ancestor of the God Clan can be on par with the Great Emperor, and can even kill the Great Emperor.

But the legendary Nine Phoenix Supreme is an existence that is superior to the Great Emperor, and has become the legendary untouchable taboo.

All along, in the process of advancing to the road of the strong, Luo Xiu has been alone most of the time.

Now, he is no longer alone.

This feeling is very special, but it makes Luo Xiu feel very comfortable, as if there is a warm current flowing in his heart.

Qingling Shengzi's eyes first fell on Luo Xiu, and then looked at Zuo Jingfeng and Yan Yue'er, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

If it was only Luo Xiu, it would be fine.

But with his eyesight, he could naturally see that whether it was Zuo Jingfeng or Yan Yue'er, they were all prodigies who were superior to the peerless, and could be called the strongest!

As for Lan Yifei, he was completely ignored by Qingling Shengzi, just an insignificant little person.

"This is a duel of the strongest level!"

The other cultivators retreated and stood in the distance to watch.

The cultivators who followed the Holy Son of Qingling all had ugly faces. They were not unfamiliar with Zuo Jingfeng and Yan Yueer.

One was a genius of the God Clan who had transformed the blood of the ancestor, and the other was a genius goddess who had awakened the forbidden supreme blood of Jiufeng Daotian. Each of them was at the strongest level.

Although the Holy Son of Qingling is very strong, if he faces the three most powerful ones at the same time, he may be on the iron plate.

"Stand back."

The Holy Son of Qingling waved his hand. He knew very well that this level of battle was not something that his followers could handle.

"yes!"

The people behind Qingling Holy Son did not dare to say anything and chose to retreat obediently.

For a moment, in the sky above the empty area, there was only the Holy Son Qingling, facing Luo Xiu and the other three.

As for Lan Yifei, Luo Xiu also waved him to retreat first. Otherwise, if the war breaks out, Lan Yifei may not be able to withstand the impact of the aftermath.

"You want to kill my husband?"

Beside Luo Xiu, Yan Yue'er's eyes were cold, like the sun turning into flames.

As her voice came out, the entire void seemed to turn into a sea of ​​flames. This was a vision caused by the sky, affected and resonated by the forbidden supreme blood in Yan Yue'er's body.

"That's right!"

The Qingling Holy Son's tone was calm. Although he knew very well that the three people in front of him were very strong, as a descendant of Qingling Mountain, he was not allowed to flinch even if he faced three powerful enemies.

"Do you think you can fight against the three of us by yourself?" Zuo Jingfeng said coldly, his body filled with a monstrous aura, which was the majesty and power of the ancestor's blood.

"It's just the blood of the ancestors of the Spirit Clan, it's nothing." Qingling Holy Son's tone was still calm, as if he didn't take Zuo Jingfeng seriously at all.