I, who was smashed into a girl by a meteorite, turned into a Yuelao?

"Hey... Brat, do you want to thank him or not? But I saved you." Zhang Chen saw that the interaction between the two was a little funny, and when Yang Lingge's attention was diverted, he immediately teased.

Fang Haoyun immediately reacted and thanked her again and again. Yang Lingge was in no mood to listen to what she said specifically. She reached out and touched the suppressed head of the bird in the golden talisman paper, trying to express her kindness.

The frantically struggling bird slowly gave up on meaningless actions, approached Yang Lingge's hand... and pecked it down with one bite.

Yang Linge's intuition was already strong, and when the beak came down, she quickly pulled her hand back. The bird pecked at nothing, stopped in place, and began to emit a dangerous breath from all over her body.

On the talisman paper, a pointed bird's beak was shown, pecking towards Yang Lingge's head.

Yang Linge blinked, turned sideways and successfully dodged the attack again.

After another moment of rigidity, the opponent once again rushed straight at Yang Lingge, once again, twice and three times, it seemed that it did not intend to give up pecking Yang Lingge.

Yang Lingge's dodging speed also became faster and faster, and the bird just couldn't peck Yang Lingge with its own beak.

The two sides froze for an instant, and each other was panting slightly.

There is a silent confrontation here, and Zhang Chen on the other side has already helped Fang Haoyun deal with some of the injuries he has suffered these days, and told the other party to pay attention to some issues.

When the two of them finished speaking and turned their heads, Yang Linge and the captured transparent giant bird disappeared.

Zhang Chen stood up, looked around blankly, a little belatedly, "That exchange talisman...doesn't seem to have the function of restricting movement..."

When Yang Linge came back to his senses, there was already a group of "people" who were almost the same size as him, with a sinister expression around him.

At first glance, these people were not much different from Yang Linge. If you looked closely, they had six fingers on their hands, and the weapons in their hands were strings made of hair.

When Yang Lingge looked at them, the person with his back to Yang Lingge immediately attacked from behind, and the thin thread went around Yang Lingge's neck. Yang Lingge couldn't care less about teasing the giant bird, so he jumped up and landed on top of the giant bird's package. Immediately the bird was bound in a circle with thin string.

These thin threads are very tough, and the thinner they are, the sharper they are. They instantly cut through the golden talisman paper and bit into the flesh of the giant bird.

The giant bird let out a heart-piercing howl, exerted its wings, and finally broke free from the damaged golden talisman, but countless thin threads entangled it, making it impossible to fly directly.

The real spark created by the thin line and the sound of the giant bird, the giant bird revealed its true appearance. It's not that huge of words.

The thin thread didn't seem to have any intention of letting Yang Lingge go, and was also planning to wrap a few laps around Yang Lingge's body.

Yang Linge dodged a few times, seeing that the other party had no intention of giving up at all, he simply grabbed the thin thread, pulled the person who was involved in the other end of the thin thread together with the thin thread, and threw them into the subsequent thin thread net. .

That person was immediately wrapped into a cicada chrysalis, fell on the ground and rolled around twice, then stopped moving.

Seeing this, the other six-fingered people immediately withdrew their abilities, stared at Yang Lingge and chirped something.

Yang Linge didn't understand the first time, but he understood what the other party wanted to express the second time.

These people... seem to be asking which tribe she is from?

"I'm not from here." Yang Linge thought for a while, and replied directly, "I came in from outside."

The people below were stunned for a moment. Their inconceivable expressions made it impossible to tell whether they were surprised that Yang Lingge understood what they said, or that they were surprised that Yang Lingge came in from the outside.

Yang Linge felt that the first possibility was very high. The eyes of these people were very sinister. From the very beginning, they quietly approached him and the giant bird. They didn't hesitate at all when they made a move. After the attack failed, they began to ask about their identities.

Yang Lingge's thinking ability is different from that of a child like his appearance, even when answering questions, he did not relax his vigilance.

After the group of people were surprised for a while, there was no expression of curiosity or ecstasy on their faces, but they continued to speak their language to Yang Lingge, "Which outside are you talking about?"

"The outside you know." Yang Linge affirmed his previous judgment just by looking at the changes in their expressions now. A thin string tied to a giant bird.

The giant bird got out of trouble, raised its head to the sky and let out a long cry, the earth shook, and as it flapped its wings, flying sand and rocks rolled up around it, and the other six-fingered people immediately retreated to avoid it.

But this time they completely angered the giant bird. What the giant bird flapped its wings this time was not the wind that it faced with Fang Haoyun before, but a storm of wind. Several people were swept up into the air and disappeared. , and several hundred-meter-long trees were split into countless pieces, and the heavy wood hit the ground with a muffled sound.

Some people were crushed under the tree, life or death unknown, Yang Lingge did not expect this giant bird to have such great destructive power. The giant bird calmed down.

It wasn't until she almost exhausted her own strength that the giant bird stopped destroying, flapped its wings, and flew into the sky.

Seeing this, Yang Linge immediately rolled to the side and fell from the bird's back. The giant bird looked down at her, uttered a crisp cry, and circled several times in the air.

Yang Linge found that he also understood what it meant, it wanted to take her away.

Yang Linge shook his head, and the giant bird circled around twice, seeing that she really had no intention of following him, so it flew away from the scene by itself.

"Little Spirit Song!" The vibration here caught the attention of Zhang Chen and Fang Haoyun, and the two hurried over, seeing the mess in the open space about the size of a small park, their faces changed a little.

"This...couldn't have been made when you were entangled with that bird?" Fang Haoyun pointed at the mess on the ground, a little unbelievable.

And Zhang Chen teleported over, looked at Yang Lingge seriously, and still couldn't help asking: "Did you suffer any internal injuries? Is there any discomfort?"

Yang Linge shook his head, Zhang Chen's brows were still tightly frowned, "This place is not as safe as the cultivation world, that bird's cultivation level is no lower than mine, you didn't have an accident this time, it's pure luck, don't run around anymore!"

"I know, thank you, Senior Zhang, for your concern." Yang Lingge immediately clapped his hands in response, glanced at Fang Haoyun, hesitated for a moment, and told Zhang Chen the rest of the Liuzhiren matter by sound transmission.

The 88th step of achieving Yuelao: indiscriminate killing?

Zhang Chen found Yang Lingge, and heard from her the information about the six-fingered man who was crushed under a tree or swept up into the sky without a trace. He couldn't help frowning and looked around. The breaths of people, animals and plants are different. The calmness of the animals, the activity of the animals, and the almost stillness of the plants.

As long as it has the cultivation base, its own breath will be extremely active.

Only the three of them were active at the scene, and they couldn't even feel the breath of the giant bird.

The six-fingered man mentioned by Yang Linge, even if he is weak, his aura cannot be the same as that of a plant. As long as there is a difference, he will definitely feel a different aura, unless he died or fled away.

Zhang Chen stretched out his consciousness and checked the surrounding situation. He could only feel the introverted aura fluctuations of He Sect Leader some distance away, but could not feel other auras, not even the remains.

"Let's not talk about that for now." Zhang Chen stretched out his hand to pat Yang Lingge and Fang Haoyun's shoulders with a serious expression, "Let's go back and meet Master He first, and listen to her opinion."

Only then did Yang Linge notice that his master was not following behind Zhang Chen and Fang Haoyun. He glanced back and teleported in the direction where Zhang Chen sensed the head of He.

"Master!" The time for the three of them to return was just right. Sect Leader He seemed to have come to his senses. He raised his head and met Yang Lingge's gaze at her, and stretched out his hand to pat Yang Lingge's head soothingly. She said, but all three people present could tell that she was preoccupied.

Yang Linge held Master's hand, stared into her eyes, and told what happened to her just now.

There was no change of emotion on Master He's face, but if you looked carefully, you could notice her slightly frowning eyebrows.

"Since you've found someone, don't delay and go back right away. We'll talk about the situation here when you're stronger." Sect Leader He waited for Yang Lingge to finish speaking, and directly made the decision on behalf of the others.

Zhang Chen hesitated to speak, he wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't ask, he just quietly guarded the two juniors, waiting for Yang Lingge to take out the scroll.

Just as Yang Linge reached out to fumble for the scroll, an arrow shot straight at her hand.

Zhang Chen reacted very quickly, reaching out to grab the arrow that was very close to Yang Linge, and he could still see the tip of the arrow glowing black, as if it had been poisoned.

If it is scratched, it is hard to imagine what the consequences will be.

The sudden change caused the hearts of the four people present to thump, because the arrow came so silently, and they didn't notice any abnormalities within the range of their spiritual sense that could warn them. I really can't handle it.

Seeing that the arrow was aiming at his precious disciple, Sect Master He's eyes showed a dangerous and fierce light.

When he turned his head to look at the source of the arrow, the spell in his hand had already been cast silently.But the sneak attacking "person" turned around and ran away after sending out an arrow, and had no intention of staying on the scene to observe whether his arrow hit the target.

But in this way, he also didn't notice the spell coming quietly. When he felt that the danger was approaching, his reaction was a bit slower, and he was still hit and fell to the ground.

Sect Leader He sensed that his attack had hit the target, and wanted to catch up, but Yang Lingge grabbed his sleeve.

"Little Spirit Song?" Headmaster He cast a puzzled look at his disciples.

Yang Linge: "Master, I always feel that something is wrong. It seems that someone wants to keep us here. The arrow just now made me feel as if someone deliberately shot at me in order to hold you back from chasing... We still Stop chasing, go back immediately."

After she finished speaking, she took out the picture scroll, and the scene in the picture scroll shocked her and the other three present.

It was supposed to be the study room over there, but at this time it has become an open-air ruin.

The picture changed, and Yang Linge didn't have time to concentrate on observing the details inside, so he unfolded the picture scroll and got in first.

Followed by Fang Haoyun, Zhang Chen and Head He.

When they walked through the picture scroll, they smelled an unpleasant smell of sulfur. The surroundings were in a mess, and they could see the fallen disciples of various sects, and several of them were wearing the familiar costumes of the four sects present.

The first time Yang Lingge came back from wearing it, countless flames fell on Yang Linge's body.

Before Yang Linge could see the scene clearly, the cultivation level that had been introverted had been completely released. The entire space of the scene overlapped, and the water vapor in the air solidified into a solid state, like countless mirrors, forming a scene of light and shadow refraction. At the same time, all the attacks were also rebounded, and the places except Yang Linge's location were immediately exploded, and many sneak attackers were blown away by the sudden rebound attack.

If they stayed a little bit stronger, they would just be knocked into the air and injured, but if they killed their hands, even if the power of the rebound was not 100%, the rebound of the attack would still be enough to cause serious damage.

At the same time as the raiders flew out, the three Hemenmen had already passed through the scroll, and they were all stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

They all suspected that they had been away for hundreds of years to see this scene of right and wrong.

Yang Linge's spiritual consciousness completely enveloped the entire mountain after she arrived in this world. The formation of the mountain gate was destroyed, and many spiritual plants and creatures were destroyed. The entire mountain gate was under the observation of her spiritual consciousness. , showing the color of red dead gray.

This is not someone else's mountain gate, this is her home, this is Yukun Mountain, and after only leaving for a while, it became like this, Yang Linge's heart burst out with some unknown emotion uncontrollably.

He rushed out as soon as he confirmed that the three head Hemen had come out.

Yang Linge's whole body was like a streamer, ready to catch the whereabouts of the group of people who besieged him just now. When he held his hand, the sword made of water condensed with cold air, and the sword energy continued to condense into sword intent, forming an ice sword The actual pattern on the body, with her movements, like a lightning snake, strangled any target she was staring at.

The sword was swung, and the red liquid splashed into the strings of pearls, but none of them stuck to the sword.

Yang Linge shuttled through the crowd like a leopard, swift, fast, and sure to kill with one blow, and he didn't get a drop of blood on his body either.

The people around who were trying to besiege were scared out of their wits, but Yang Lingge didn't intend to stop at all, and took his life when he fell.

The too fierce posture not only made the people on the scene lose their sense of fighting, but even lost their sense of resistance.

But not everyone at the scene was frightened. Sect Leader He showed an anxious look on his face, and he yelled "Spiritual Song!" and rushed in front of Yang Lingge, blocking her killing.

At this moment, Yang Linge's pupils had completely turned purple, like demon pupils.

Facing the master standing in front of him, Yang Linge paused hesitantly, but quickly passed his master, and a sword ended with a person who was about to sneak attack the head of He.

Master He didn't expect that his precious apprentice would not listen to him, stomped his feet angrily, and made other movements with his hands. He quickly cast out the formula and greeted Yang Lingge.

Yang Linge felt the master's attack, glanced at it from the corner of the eye, turned around without the slightest hesitation, and stared straight into the eyes of his master.

Head He's movements froze for a moment, but he still slapped Yang Lingge's chest and heart.

The runes spread like chains in an instant and Yang Lingge's attention was focused, before disappearing in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened just now.

The purple color in Yang Linge's eyes faded at the same time as the runes disappeared, and her pupils returned to normal. She restrained her breath, abandoned her sword and half knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and said nothing.

The attackers who escaped all around frowned, their faces full of confusion, but the situation at the scene made them restrain their thoughts, and turned their heads to make more damage while Yang Linge restrained himself.

But before the action was completed, a huge force suddenly came from the top of the head, and they were all pressed to the ground by some invisible thing, and the blood was spurted out by the shock.

This was even more unbearable than Yang Linge's attack. Only a few people could stand. They glanced at the other fallen companions, gritted their teeth, turned and ran.

But how can they outrun people whose cultivation level is much higher than theirs?

Master He captured the people who had fled for a few miles with a technique of photographing objects, and slapped them down with his hand. These people also fell to the ground, unable to move.

But Zhang Chen and Fang Haoyun, who were standing not far away, didn't feel any pressure at all. Looking at the group of people who fell on the ground, it seemed that they were not in the same world as them.

"So strong control..." Zhang Chen tried to move his hands and feet, then looked at Sect Master He, and praised him sincerely.

Fang Haoyun was also amazed, his cultivation base is not at home, but it doesn't mean he can't tell the current situation clearly, just looking at it has a feeling of ignorance, "In short...it's amazing!"

Zhang Chen couldn't help but look at the young man who interjected, "Do you understand? Just say it's amazing?"

"I don't understand...but it's because of this that I feel so powerful!" Fang Haoyun carefully glanced at the senior beside him, pondered for a moment, and answered seriously.

"Ah..." Zhang Chen was dumbfounded, coughing dryly and turning his head away to hide his embarrassment.

Then look at Yang Linge and her master Master He.

Head He's face was very ugly. She looked around and couldn't believe that this was the mountain gate that she had built little by little over the years.

But on some of the destroyed buildings, there were actual words and formation wreckage, so she could be sure that this was her home.

There are still many familiar disciples in the door, some of them are seriously injured, and some of them are...

Whether it was the building, the disciples, or the supplies, it was all the hard work of her and her juniors and sisters. They were destroyed beyond recognition, and the lungs of Sect Master He exploded with anger.

But even so, she suppressed her anger and controlled the group of people by her side without killing anyone.

It's just that, compared to interrogating those people, Sect Leader He is more worried about his own disciple now.

Looking at the girl who bowed her head and knelt in front of her without saying a word, she was silent for a long time, then slowly squatted down in front of Yang Linge, put her hands on the other's shoulders, opened her mouth, but couldn't hold it back at all. In a word.

The 89th step to achieve Yuelao: the memory of Head He

"He Gu...? Is it you...? If it's you...then there's no problem..."

Memories of the past flooded into my heart, and the face of my best friend in this life emerged, overlapping with the girl disciple in front of me, He Gu couldn't help gritting his teeth, with an indescribable feeling of discomfort stuck in his throat.

Back then, that woman who was the most powerful woman in the world of cultivation was framed by others because of her innocence and innocence, and she was directly demonized, becoming the most terrifying devil.

She only heard about Motu's deeds, and she came to do justice for the sky, but she never thought that the sharpest minions around the emperor... would be the person who had the best relationship with her...

When I saw my best friend again, in the purple to black pupils of the other party, the look of the past had long since disappeared, only despair.

He Gu couldn't even believe that she was already ten months pregnant.

She just carried a baby that was about to be born...killing someone else?