Ziyang Mountains.

There is crisis everywhere.

Ye Qing abandoned his horse.

Carrying my sister on my back, I walked in the Ziyang Mountains.

The mountains are covered with thorns.

Horses cannot run in the mountains.

Ye Qing could only abandon his horse and walk.

Along the way, we encountered many monsters.

Most of them are only in the realm of body refining.

He can't threaten Ye Qing yet.

In Ye Qing's hand, he held the Qingfeng Sword.

Along the way, more than a dozen monster beasts in the body refining realm were slaughtered.

Ye Qing, who has mastered the art of wind sword, only needs one sword to kill the monster in the body refining realm.

My sister's condition is very serious.

Ye Qing couldn't waste even a minute or a second.

He knew that the king of beasts in the Ziyang Mountains, the Ziyang Winged Fire Tiger, was in the deepest part of the mountain range.

"Brother, don't go, it's dangerous!"

"Let's... let's go back."

Ye Mengling was on Ye Qing's back, her breath was like a gossamer.

Her body was like a piece of ice.

cold!

So cold!

"no!"

"Sister, trust me, nothing will happen to you!"

Ye Qing's expression became more determined.

He once vowed to protect his sister.

No matter how dangerous the Ziyang Mountains were, he would never leave.

Ye Qing's arms and calves were all injured.

Ye Qing was able to kill the monsters he encountered along the way.

However, Ye Qing himself was also injured.

Feeling that his sister's body was getting colder and colder, Ye Qing was extremely anxious.

Not long ago, my sister took the last Kaiyang Pill.

However, the effect achieved was minimal.

The coldness in my sister's body is really too strong.

Kaiyang Pill can no longer save her!

Must, get the blood essence of the Purple Sun Winged Fire Tiger!

"roar!"

Ahead, in the dense forest.

A tiger with a silvery body all over its body.

Found a human being approaching.

The tiger's eyes flashed with a fierce and bloodthirsty light.

The next moment.

He rushed over suddenly.

Like a silver lightning.

The tiger leaps up.

The sharp tiger claws struck at my sister's weak body!

Ye Qing dodged and avoided.

When he was in the Ye family, Ye Qing was the heir apparent.

The body skills and martial arts practiced are quite mysterious.

The steps are like the wind.

Flash by quickly!

Swift Wind Step, a high-ranking Huang-level martial arts.

Among the Ye family, it belongs to the top body and martial arts.

Moreover, Ye Qing had already cultivated it to perfection.

The movement is very fast!

"Chi la!"

Just in an instant.

Ye Qing's Qingfeng sword drew an arc in the air.

Blood light burst out.

A sword penetrated the silver tiger's belly.

The tiger howled for a moment, but did not die on the spot.

The sharp tiger claws slammed down.

A bloodstain was drawn on Ye Qing's right arm!

"Chi la!"

The Qingfeng Sword in Ye Qing's hand penetrated a little deeper.

The silver tiger let out its last wail.

Just completely out of breath.

This silver tiger is physically very strong.

His cultivation has reached the ninth level of body refining.

It's very troublesome to deal with.

If it weren't for Ye Qing's quick movements and fierce swordsmanship, it would be really difficult to deal with it.

"Brother, you are injured!"

Ye Mengling was shocked.

His eyes were filled with worry.

"I'm fine!"

Ye Qing said softly.

He pulled off a piece of cloth from his body and simply bandaged his arm.

Then, rush out quickly.

About an hour later.

Ye Qing finally arrived at the core of the Ziyang Mountains.

On her back, Ye Mengling's body became even colder.

Even Ye Qing was affected.

A bone-chilling chill invaded Ye Qing's body.

"Sister, you must hold on!"

Ye Qing has been talking to Ye Mengling.

Afraid that if she falls asleep, she will never wake up again.

"roar!"

Deep in the Ziyang Mountains.
To be continued...