The BE of the anime turned into a HE

In just a few breaths, Yu Yuanzhen was beaten back repeatedly, vomiting blood continuously, his body was obviously severely injured, and his breath was weak.

His eyes became more fierce, "I don't believe your phantom can last long."

As he spoke, he attacked the Qingluan phantom madly, causing the sky and earth to change color and shake.

"Ninth Soul Skill: True Dragon's Rage."

In an instant, all the spiritual power in his body was drained, even part of his vitality was taken away, and his hair suddenly turned white.

The phantom of the blue phoenix raised its head and rushed over at high speed, breaking up the thunder dragons one by one, but its body also gradually became ethereal.

By the time it came to the last thunder dragon, it was completely defeated.

Yu Yuanzhen was overjoyed, "Death."

The next second, his face changed drastically, and he saw a silent feather hit his right side, and blood spurted out immediately.

"Damn, what the hell is this?" He swallowed the pill quickly and said in a low voice.

Then quickly return.

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Qingluan was hanging on with only one breath left. She struggled to get up, leaned against a tree, and quietly waited for death to come.

The blood dyed the ground red, his blue eyes dimmed, blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, his gaze was always looking into the depths of the forest, his short red hair stuck to his forehead.

Murmured softly: "Guang Ling..."

"Qingluan Douluo, I have to admit that you are really powerful, but that's all."

Qingluan looked up and saw that half of Yu Yuanzhen's body was covered in blood and his breath was weak. It was obvious that he was also on the verge of death.

There was a flash of regret in his eyes, and he opened his thin lips slightly: "It's a pity that you didn't die."

Yu Yuanzhen burst into laughter, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood as he laughed. The thunder in his hand turned into a knife and he slowly walked forward.

"Go to hell."

Qingluan looked into the distance calmly and slowly closed her eyes.

The next moment, a white, crystal-clear arrow instantly pierced through Yu Yuanzhen's body, and blood dripped from the tip of the arrow.

His eyes were filled with fear, the thunder blade in his hand fell, turned into nothingness, and finally fell down.

"Qingluan."

Hearing the familiar voice, Qingluan slowly opened her eyes, only to see the white figure running towards her quickly.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, he smiled brilliantly, and slowly raised his head, "Guang Ling, you came to see me."

Guang Ling held Qingluan's hand and continued to supply soul power, his eyes full of worry.

"Qingluan, it's okay, we'll hurry back and we'll definitely be able to save you."

Qingluan shook her head weakly and reached out to touch Guangling's face, which still had some baby fat.

“It’s too late…”

When Guang Ling heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red and tears kept rolling down his cheeks. He watched Qingluan's eyes close soon.

"I won't let you die."

Without thinking, he bit Qingluan's lips. The person under him seemed to hiss in pain, and he quickly let go.

"You bit me so hard before, and it hurt so much, but I haven't taken revenge yet. Stay alive."

Qingluan lowered her eyelids and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"it is good."

There was a light in Guang Ling's eyes, and the next moment, as the words fell, Qing Luan fell into Guang Ling's arms.

"Do not!!!"

He collapsed, tears rolling down his eyes.

At this time, a golden figure appeared, with long light golden hair falling naturally to the waist, and golden pupils that were noble and elegant.

He has a handsome face, with a faint smile always on his lips, and he is wearing golden armor. The shadow of a six-winged god appears behind him.

Guang Ling looked up, tears in the corners of his eyes, and his dead eyes lit up with light.

"Great priest, Qingluan..."

Qian Daoliu sighed softly, raised his hand and sprinkled golden light, and the injuries on Qingluan's body began to recover little by little.

After a while, he recovered as before, but was still unconscious.

"Guang Ling, let's go! Take Qing Luan back. He is in a very bad condition now."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved, and the three of them disappeared instantly.

Wuhun Temple.

Qianxun hurried over, a flash of worry in her eyes, "Father."

Qian Daoliu took a look and tilted his head to instruct: "Guang Ling, take Qing Luan to the Holy Pond and take the red box from the top layer of the treasure house and give it to Qing Luan to eat."

"Yes."

Guang Ling carried Qing Luan in his arms and strode away.

A hint of anger flashed across Qian Daoliu's peaceful eyes. For the sake of a woman, he disregarded the lives of others.

"follow me."

Qian Xunji followed without saying a word, knowing in his heart that his father was angry.

on the main hall.

"Do you know what you did wrong this time?"

Qianxunji knelt respectfully, and when he heard the voice he slowly raised his head, frowned slightly, and spoke uncertainly.

"Father, I was reckless this time. I didn't think it through. I should have sent people to look for Qingluan Douluo and Guangling Douluo as soon as possible."

Qian Daoliu put his hands behind his back and sighed. His son was really too childish and had no sense of the overall situation at all.

"Some things cannot be forced, cannot be retained, cannot be done for the sake of doing them, and go against the way you cultivate."

Qianxunji smiled bitterly, lowered his eyelids, and asked unwillingly: "Father, I can't accept it. I raised this disciple with my own hands and trained her so well, but she insisted on leaving..."

Qian Daoliu walked down slowly and patted Qian Xunji on the shoulder.

"That's all I have to say. Now that the person has been found, you can decide for yourself. From now on, all the offerings will no longer obey you."

"Don't think that you are the Pope and you can take other people's lives lightly. Qingluan and the others are not people you can order around at will. They are the backing of the Spirit Hall. Go to the Angel Dungeon and receive thirty lashes."

"Yes, father."

Qianxunji watched his father leave, feeling bitter in his heart. He thought that Qingluan Douluo should be able to deal with Yu Yuanzhen alone, so he would just bring Dong'er back.

He didn't expect that there were other Titled Douluo. He was indeed confused this time. However, the situation at that time was that Dong'er was in danger. He panicked and neglected...

Holy pool.

The golden liquid flowed slowly. Guang Ling took off Qingluan's clothes, gently placed her in the center, and raised his hand to take out the red box.

The scorching temperature made him feel very uncomfortable. When he turned it on, a red light bloomed and the temperature felt even higher, as if it was melting him.

The diamond-shaped transparent bottle contained red liquid. He took it out carefully, wrapped the liquid in his soul power and sent it into Qingluan's mouth.

But for some reason it fell out again. He was stunned for a moment, then sucked it into his mouth, kissed Qingluan, and moved in little by little.

"Guang Ling, this medicine is made from the inner elixir of the phoenix. It can help Qing Luan achieve nirvana and rebirth, but it is a life-or-death struggle. You stay here and lend a helping hand."

Hearing the voice, Guang Ling quickly moved away, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she was too embarrassed to look at Qian Daoliu.

"Yes, how can I help him?"

Faced with such a situation, Qian Daoliu was not embarrassed at all and smiled slightly: "You will know when the time comes."

Then he turned and left.

Guang Ling took a quick glance, then looked away, muttering to himself: "Qingluan, when will you wake up?"