The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 741 Sick disciples don’t blacken (145)

   The red-haired Demon Lord raised his head, and he stared at the white figure floating away.

  Jun Jiuyou never thought that despair sometimes came so fast, and he didn't even give him any time to react.

  The woman in the eyes of the man is wearing a white robe that is exactly the same as the Qingyunzong disciple. There is nothing special about that white dress, but at this moment, being hunted and hunted in the wind, she is so cold and beautiful.

  There is a...beauty that makes you want to hold your breath.

  Perhaps the more beautiful things are, the more they mean they are not available, or even near death.

  Because the thunder and lightning that was thicker than the mouth of the bowl had already hit the woman very accurately!

  There is no doubt that under such a terrible tribulation, how high can the survival rate of the White Immortal Venerable be? !

  I'm afraid...the situation is worrying.

  ……

   "Susu! Don't go!"

The man was shouting like a child at this moment, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, the always proud Demon Lord fell on one knee at this moment, just staring at the white figure who was leaving lightly. .

  And Yan Hanzhou also reacted quickly, the boy's pupils were wide, and his beautiful peach eyes were soaked with scarlet bloodshot eyes, which even seemed a little shocking.

  Thunder catastrophe came from the horizon, and the terrible rumbling sound almost pierced people's eardrums.

  No, how could this be Master’s catastrophe? !

  Yan Hanzhou was very clear in his heart. Although Master had already reached the Nascent Soul Realm many years ago, Master’s talent was not as good as him. Even if he was facing the thunder of God Transformation Tribulation, he would still be behind him.

  The young man stared at the appearance of Su Qinghuan breaking through the air, as if he remembered that he was once in the Tianyuan Secret Realm, and he could only watch the master being injured by the demon cult demon girl, and even lying helplessly in his arms.

  It turned out that even though the time has passed, he is still the weak and helpless child, and he can’t even protect the person he wants to protect.

  "Master! No--"

  The young man gritted his teeth. Regardless of the blood dripping on his body, he subconsciously wanted to draw his sword and fight against the thunder with Su Qinghuan.

  ……

   However, what Ling Yan Hanzhou didn't expect was that Jun Jiuyou suddenly stopped in front of him at this moment.

   "Are you crazy? Didn't you see clearly? What kind of catastrophe is that?!"

   "It's just the thundering robbery of God! What's so scary to be afraid of!"

Yan Hanzhou glanced at Jun Jiuyou contemptuously. He had previously felt that this red-clothed and red-haired Demon Venerable looked at the sky with blood and weeping, and mourned as if he had some liking for his Master, but perhaps, it was just this man who deceived himself and others. That's nothing more than a lie.

  Even if he is doomed to perish under the catastrophe that day, he will stand in front of Master without hesitation!

  If there was no master, he would have died in the Tianyuan secret realm.

  His life, Yan Hanzhou, was given by the master.

  Yan Hanzhou had long thought about it, if one day Master wants to take his life back, he will have no regrets or regrets.

  ……

   Hearing the boy's answer without hesitation, Jun Jiuyou only found it ridiculous.

He had long expected that Yan Hanzhou was willing to die for Su Qinghuan. After all, Yan Hanzhou was a ray of remnant soul of Jun Jiuyou. As the true soul, he could vaguely perceive the emotion of his remnant soul towards others. of.

  Because of this, when Jun Jiuyou first saw Su Qinghuan outside of the Tianyuan Secret Realm, he was easily captured by this white-clothed Immortal Venerable.

  At that time, Jun Jiuyou still felt disdainful.

   But somehow, under the company of this woman, she gradually lost her heart.

  ……

  Like this person, it's like a destiny destined by heaven.

  And he has no choice.

   Even if there is, Jun Jiuyou will not choose the second path.

  After all, how can a person who is impressed at first sight become a future generation.

  ……

   "Do you really think that this is just an ordinary thunder robbery?!"

  Jun Jiuyou looked at Yan Hanzhou coldly, a pair of blood-red pupils, at this moment, like an unfathomable sea, there was even an extremely complex emotion in it that Yan Hanzhou did not understand.

  But inexplicably, Yan Hanzhou could actually feel that this demon venerable that he had always hated to his bones seemed to be not as malicious to him as he had imagined.

   "If it wasn't for the **** of thunder, what would it be?"

Yan Hanzhou frowned, his hand pressed tightly on the nameless ancient sword, and the young man looked at Jun Jiuyou with fear like an eagle and falcon. He didn't want to delay time with Jun Jiuyou. After all, every second passed. , I will be more worried about Master.

  Master...It must be supported.

  I will definitely come to rescue you.

  Even if...is in the name of death.

  ……

  The heart of the boy was like being pierced by thousands of rusty iron needles, and there was a lot of pain.

  He raised his eyes and looked at the sky. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and he couldn't see the figure in white clothes.

   But with the purple to red light of thunder and lightning, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of test Su Qinghuan is undergoing at this moment.

  How can he rest assured that Master faces such a scene alone!

  Seeing that the young man is still so ignorant, Jun Jiuyou sighed.

   "That's not the God of Thunder Tribulation."

  Because, he has experienced the thunder of the **** of transformation.

What's more, as a demon lord, he is much heavier than Su Qinghuan’s killing and karma, but the woman’s divine light and faint thunder calamity at this moment is far more terrifying than the thunder robbery of the **** transformation thousands of years ago. .

  This is enough to explain.

  I'm afraid that the thunder tribulation is likely to be close to the weight of the flying tribulation.

  Even if Jun Jiuyou didn't want to admit this fact.

  But by the way, such a weird thing happened.

   "You mean, is it the ascension catastrophe?"

   Thinking of this, Yan Hanzhou grabbed his fingers tightly, and the young man suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Jun Jiuyou in disbelief.

"how can that be possible?!"

  Master has only the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul, and I am afraid that if you really compare it, you may not be able to beat yourself.

  This self-confidence, Yan Hanzhou still has it.

   "The Way of Heaven is like this..."

   Jun Jiuyou smiled bitterly, the demon lord who has always been confident and arrogant, at this moment actually seemed a bit sad and sorrowful.

  "Have you forgotten that Susu said before that she is not a person in this world?"

  Only at that time, neither he nor Yan Hanzhou delved into the meaning of this sentence.

  If Su Qinghuan’s actual cultivation is not capable of transforming a god, what if her level of consciousness is higher than that of a god?

It is not impossible that    attracts the catastrophe that is almost ascending.

   "Yan Hanzhou, it is a good thing that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but if you penetrate into the clouds at this moment, this is not your catastrophe. I am afraid that you will die on the spot in the thunder catastrophe."

  "……"

  Hearing this, Yan Hanzhou's face was completely bloodless.

  (End of this chapter)