The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

Ye Wanqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and quietly sent out a stream of divine power from the dragon vein to carefully examine Yingyue's entire body, but found nothing.

Instead, the limited divine power in the dragon vein gradually filled up, and she frowned slightly.

There was actually some vitality in Yingyue's body.

Alien?

I heard that in these three realms, in addition to spiritual practitioners, spiritual beasts and demons, there are also alien races in some secret places isolated from the world. However, many people think that this is just a legend, and even the master avoids talking about it.

Do alien races really exist?

"Sister, is it okay?"

Qingyu and Ye Wanqing were connected, so they naturally understood what she meant. "Master, the Guardian Flower is a treasure to the Psychedelic Forest. If there are indeed alien races living deep in the forest, then the Guardian Flower must be in their hands."

Ye Wanqing's eyes flickered as she walked deeper into the cave. "Whatever."

Yingyue seemed particularly excited when she got the response, "Okay, thank you, sister!"

"Oh, sister, the psychedelic forest is full of dangers. What are you doing here? Capturing spirit beasts?"

Ye Wanqing casually plucked some spiritual fruit from the spiritual fruit tree and tossed one to Yingyue. After hearing Yingyue's words, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "Come to find the guardian flower."

Yingyue paused, the spiritual fruit she had just taken a bite of still in her mouth, not even chewing it. "Guardian Flower? Sister, what do you want it for?"

"Of course that's because..."

Suddenly, a strange light flashed, carrying a huge wave of spiritual power and heading towards Ye Wanqing.

Ye Wanqing retreated and dodged, the feather in his hand transformed into a sharp flame and forcefully suppressed the spiritual power.

She forced herself to swallow the sweet taste in her throat and looked at the people who appeared in front of her with a stern expression. The person leading the group was actually at the Spiritual Venerable Realm.

All the visitors were wearing emerald green dresses. The leader held a scepter in his hand. His hair reached his waist and appeared emerald green under the sunlight. His eyes were like a pool of clear water. When he looked around, he had a sense of elegance and nobility. However, the murderous intent in his eyes abruptly blocked this gloom.

The person behind her spoke first, looking at Ye Wanqing with a wary look, "Yue'er, come here quickly, stay away from that foreigner."

As if sensing the strange atmosphere of the confrontation, Yingyue repeatedly stopped them, "No, no, no, mother, aunts, you must have misunderstood something. This sister is not a bad person. She just saved me from the spirit beast."

The person who had just spoken forcibly picked Yingyue up and said, "Don't listen to her nonsense! This is the nth time this month! These outsiders are plotting against our treasures. They must have teamed up to trick you out."

He then looked at the leader, indignant, "Sister, these outsiders are really going too far, bullying us into retreating from the world. This time, we can't let them go no matter what!"

Yingyue looked anxious, "No, no! Mother, this sister is not a bad person."

"Yue'er, don't be stubborn. You've escaped to the outside world this time, and according to the clan rules, you'll be confined for another month!"

The feather in Ye Wanqing's hand transformed into a long sword. A cold light flashed, and the flames behind him seemed to become substantial. With a cold expression, he slowly stood in the air. "Each of you is trying to judge my guilt with every word you say. Have you ever asked the strange fire in my hand if it agrees?"

The Nine Heavens Divine Fire that had originally stood obediently on the fingertips instantly transformed into a fire dragon soaring in the air. In just a moment, the temperature of the surrounding area rose a lot.

As the fire dragon rushed into the sky, several dragon roars echoed through the sky from the faint sound of the sky.

The leader paused, not knowing what he was thinking about, and seemed a little distracted.

The man who had just spoken moved his spiritual power slightly, "Foreigner, stop being so arrogant! Today I must use your blood to feed my trees, flowers and vines!"

In an instant, countless vines from all directions swept towards Ye Wanqing.

"Ah! Aunt, please don't hurt my sister!"

The two forces are about to fight.

"slow!"

The leader seemed to have sensed some kind of aura and was startled. He moved the scepter in his hand slightly, and a green light flashed. Everyone disappeared on the spot.

When Ye Wanqing reacted again, she found that the scene around her had changed. She was surrounded by flowers and magical herbs. She carefully sensed the endless vitality around her, and the divine power in the dragon vein was rapidly filling up.

"Big sister! Why did you bring her into our clan? She's an outsider who deceived Yue'er, so she must have bad intentions! Well, I'll capture her and use her as nourishment for my trees, flowers and vines!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Yingyan, take Yue'er back and put her in solitary confinement."

Yingyue was startled and struggled, "Oh, I don't want to, mother, I don't want to be locked up, that sister is a good person, please don't hurt her, mother, mother."

Yingyan choked and seemed to want to say something else, but when she met Yingji's look that refused to be rejected, she had to give up.

Yingjihewan smiled and lowered her head. "Don't blame me, my little friend. My sisters have been disturbed by the recent harassment from foreigners. Seeing you by my son's side, they are naturally a little frightened. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

Ye Wanqing's eyes were cold and gloomy. "Oh, forgive me? If someone were to call me nourishment in front of you, I wonder what you would think. How can you be considered as forgiveness by bringing me here rashly?"

Yingji's expression was gentle. "Please forgive me, my name is Yingji, and I am the leader of the Musu clan. I wonder if you have any knowledge of the Musu clan?"

Ye Wanqing's expression changed. You know, the Musu clan not only has the spiritual power commonly used by spiritual practitioners, but they are also born with a more special power, which is the power of vitality.

With a wave of his hand, he can not only cultivate all kinds of the rarest divine-level herbs, but also control all trees, flowers and vines, and even fill the spiritual practitioners' bodies with divine power, because their clan is the race that represents vitality in the Three Realms.

Yingji asked and answered himself, looking at the thriving ivy before him, his eyes gradually becoming hazy. "The Musu clan is the only race in the Three Realms that represents vitality and possesses the strongest healing ability."

"Of course," Yingji came back to his senses and looked at Ye Wanqing with a gentle expression. "Our vitality can naturally heal the wound in your dragon vein."

Ye Wanqing's expression turned stern, and the condensed feather in her hand instantly turned into a sharp blade. With a flash of cold light, it was wrapped in the fierce Nine Heavens Divine Fire and instantly appeared in front of Ying Ji, with the blade pointing directly at her aorta.

She looked at Yingji with a cold gaze, and a hint of murderous intent hidden in her eyes. "Chief Yingji, what do you know?"