It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

Suddenly, a magical power with a domineering momentum shot towards her.

Qi Yanchen immediately stood in front of her and was about to fight her.

Lan Qingya showed an anxious look. This attack was definitely something that he and Fu Feng could not withstand.

In desperation, she could only knock Qi Yanchen away with great force, and then she threw herself out with the force, barely avoiding the heavy blow.

But the action she had initiated was forced to stop, and the barrier door that had been closing slowly opened again.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Hasn't the carnival just begun?"

A familiar cold voice was heard, and Lan Qingya's expression froze, staring at the direction of the portal.

Sure enough, a figure walked out leisurely from inside.

He had a pair of almond-shaped eyes that slanted into his temples, and his whole face, as if chiseled by a knife, had a somewhat evil smile, and he was looking coldly at Lan Qingya.

"Long time no see, Fairy Qingya."

"Hey, isn't this the ugliest man in the demon world? How do you still have the courage to come out and face the eyes of the world?"

Ye Youhan's expression turned cold: "You're still so rude."

"I'm sorry, telling the truth is not popular, but who cares whether you like it or not?"

As Lan Qingya spoke, she made a sword gesture with her hand and the Qingshuang Sword flew directly over to attack Ye Youhan.

Ye Youhan raised his hand leisurely and slapped the sword that was attacking him: "You can't even defeat my clone, now I'm here in person, what can you do?"

Lan Qingya chuckled and said, there are many ways!

As she spoke, she leaned down, and used her spiritual power in both hands to slap the ground again.

This time the force was much greater than when the Demon-Slaying Formation was activated, and the area covering dozens of miles in radius was flashing with spiritual light.

Dozens of killing formations were activated instantly, enveloping all the demons.

The monks will not be threatened inside, as the spiritual power inside is specifically used to strangle the demons.

Ye Youhan's body was also trapped in a large formation. He stared at Lan Qingya in front of him with a gloomy face.

"You, woman, are still so cruel and ruthless."

Lan Qingya snorted: "It's particularly humorous for the Demon Lord to say this."

Not wanting to waste time talking to him, Lan Qingya flew towards him with the help of the formation.

The two exchanged hundreds of moves.

Last time he was a clone and she was in the middle stage of spiritual cultivation.

This time he is the original body, and she has reached the late stage of spiritual cultivation.

She still suffered a loss.

The violent formation's attack on the Demon Lord was like a flying embroidery needle. The damage could be said to be zero, but it was very limited.

If we want to deal him a substantial blow at this level, it will take a long time.

Lan Qingya did not retreat in fear because of her disadvantage. Instead, she took the initiative to attack and entangled the Demon Lord so that he could not escape.

Gong Yijue had learned how powerful Ye Youhan was, and shouted, "Junior sister, I'm here to help you!"

As he said this, he dispersed the demons in front of him and flew into the battle.

Ye Youhan knew that they had a tacit understanding in cooperation with each other, and any further delay would only make him suffer. Relying on his advantage in cultivation, he suddenly became fierce and wanted to end the battle quickly.

During the fight, the golden hairpin on Lan Qingya's head suddenly flashed with light, helping her block the fatal blow.

At the same time, an extremely powerful spiritual power wave was emitted, directly scraping Ye Youhan's waist, leaving a wound more than an inch deep.

Song Yanche was only at the initial stage of the Spirit Transformation stage, but the golden hairpin he refined had such power that it could seriously injure the Demon Lord?

Lan Qingya was surprised. The golden hairpin on her head lost its luster after being hit, and needed to be nurtured before it could be stimulated again.

Even so, it saved Lan Qingya's life at this critical moment.

She turned her head and saw Song Yanche looking at her nervously.

When he met her eyes, he opened his mouth slightly.

She saw clearly what he said: "Be careful..."

Lan Qingya's eyes flashed, she nodded at him gently, and stared at Ye Youhan again.

The suppression in cultivation was fatal, and Lan Qingya and Gong Yijue soon showed their disadvantage.

Lan Qingya gritted her teeth and made seals with her hands.

Song Yanche had been paying attention to their battle situation, and his expression changed when he saw this scene.

"Qingya! Don't!"

Lan Qingya heard it, but didn't turn around.

The spiritual energy around her surged, and even Ye Youhan looked surprised.

But he quickly guessed the drawbacks of this spell and smiled.

"You are such an interesting woman. You know you can't win, but you still want to take a gamble like this."

Lan Qingya calmly took out the silver needle and inserted it into the major acupoint on the top of her head. Her face immediately flushed and her aura surged again.

"Whether you can beat him or not, you won't know until you fight. This kind of immortal journey is exciting, isn't it?"

She gave a perverse smile, and with the dual blessing of rising tide and burning boats, she rushed towards Ye Youhan again.

He was fierce and domineering, not caring about gains and losses, and only wanted to kill him.

Gong Yijue: Junior sister.

He couldn't let her fight alone anymore.

As he thought about it, he made up his mind to fight to the death and joined the battle without hesitation to help Lan Qingya.

She couldn't hold on for too long and had to make it quick.

Every move was extremely cruel and tricky, and every move was aimed at taking his life.

Even though Ye Youhan was very brave, he was still frightened by her fearless aura.

The feeling of being killed in the Thousand Machine Array Cave came without warning, and he was a little afraid of fighting.

When two sides are fighting, the most taboo thing is to feel timid. Once you are afraid, you have lost half the battle.

Lan Qingya did not give him a moment to dodge and tried her best to move forward. With a fake move, she deceived his defense and chopped his right shoulder with the Qingshuang Sword.

The entire blade of the sword was embedded in his bone.

Blood flowed suddenly.

Ye Youhan's face was terribly gloomy, and with a burst of aura from his whole body, he directly sent Lan Qingya flying.

"You don't know what's good for you." He said, his eyes cold.

As if he didn't want to hold back any longer, he waved his sleeves, and the barrier gate instantly poured out a group of demon leaders mixed with a small number of demon generals.

Lan Qingya has consumed more than half of it.

Ye Youhan seemed to still have some strength left.

Gong Yi Jue roared, and his body instantly turned into a dragon. The giant water-blue dragon kept tumbling around Ye Youhan, and the surging spiritual power mixed with dragon power pounced towards him.

Ye Youhan had just been injured and his movement was a little slow, but this was enough for Gong Yijue.

The original attack power of the dragon clan was close to that of a celestial immortal or a supreme immortal. The dragon power rushed into Ye Youhan's body with unparalleled momentum.

Gong Yi Jue succeeded in his first attack and immediately curled up to prepare for the next attack.

Lan Qingya took advantage of this gap to attack again.

The situation at this moment is already extremely unfavorable for human cultivators.

That door was like an abyss with no end, and countless high-level demons poured into the mortal world from there endlessly.

But there are only so many monks fighting here.

There are already those with low cultivation levels who were unable to bear the burden and died in this demon-slaying formation.

After several extremely powerful attacks, Gong Yi Jue exhausted his spiritual power.

He turned back into human form, gasping for breath in a panic, and the effect of his last-ditch effort was beginning to wear off.

Ye Youhan wasn't looking good either. His body was covered with scars from the formation and their attacks. The strong winds in his body were running wildly. Although it wasn't fatal, it was uncomfortable.