Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Ling Luo was stunned.

Before she could answer, she felt a strong aura gradually approaching from behind.

"Someone is chasing us!"

Ling Luo's heart skipped a beat, she quickly stood up, looked behind, activated the Celestial Eye Technique, and swept away her consciousness.

There was a large mass of dark heads, about a hundred of them, and the one standing in the front was a rather familiar face, that was Xuanyuan Lin.

Ling Luo's expression darkened immediately, and he said, "They are members of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, more than 100 of them!"

Jianlong snorted coldly, his voice full of impatience: "It's really lingering! The emperor is going to teach them a lesson!"

"no!"

Ling Luo's face was as pale as paper, and the inside of his body had been emptied, and the hand supporting Bing Po was trembling faintly, "Most of the people who come here are late Nascent Soul, you can't beat them."

Jianlong's cultivation is still in the late stage of alchemy, and he can't even compare with himself. If he rushes up now, it will be tantamount to death.

"Now on our side, only Huang Quan has the strength to fight against them, but Huang Quan must protect Yu's safety." Ling Luo calmed down and analyzed calmly, "In other words, our combat power is almost zero. , can only run away!"

Jianlong gritted his teeth, his red-black eyes were full of unwillingness.

Never at any moment has he felt so useless.

When he was in the human world, he was all-powerful, and Xiao Luo could rely heavily on him, but now, he has become the one who is holding back the most.

What a shame!

The life in the first and second heavens before was really too lazy and comfortable, Qianlong secretly made up his mind that he must practice hard in the future.

At least—at least to reach the level of Huang Quan, to be qualified to stand by Xiao Luo's side and continue to help her.

Otherwise, with him now, its role is nothing more than a top-level flying magic weapon.

"Speed ​​up, go!"

Ling Luo gave an order with a serious expression on his face.

"Yes, Queen!" Huang Quan didn't have any opinion on Ling Luo's decision.

The ice-type magic dragon is flying thousands of miles away, and the cheap dragon also increases its firepower, not to be outdone.

But the evil cultivators of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect are all at least in the late Yuanying period, carrying top-level flying magic weapons, and they are not in vain, and they chase after them.

After chasing and chasing like this for about two hours, Ling Luo suddenly found a group of crimson-black spreading high mountains in front of him.

The temperature is getting hotter and hotter, and the smell of sulfur nitrate in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

"Queen, there is an entire stretch of active volcano called Heiyan Mountain. There are precious spiritual mines buried in the ground. It is currently under the joint control of Qiongdao Pavilion and Yugong Que."

Huang Quan explained, "I heard that three months ago, the Demonic Sect's Six Paths led all the evil cultivators to attack, but they have not been able to capture it, and the two sides have fallen into a stalemate."

Ling Luo's face turned cold, his eyes were piercing, he stretched out a finger, pointed at Heiyan Mountain, and said loudly: "Fly to Heiyan Mountain at speed!"

Huang Quan showed distress, and said: "But Queen, Heiyan Mountain only allows the disciples of Qiongshan Pavilion and Yugong Que to enter, and now the evil cultivators of the Blood Spirit Dao are guarding outside, they will never allow us to break in of."

"I have a way."

Ling Luo's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.

Huang Quan was taken aback: "Okay!"

He didn't ask much.

As the most sincere subordinate, he only needs to implement the master's orders wholeheartedly.