When He Qingfeng saw the two leaving at the same time, his face became very ugly.

Originally, they were only one step away from victory!

Even just a few minutes are enough for them to go up and harvest the battlefield and make Zhou Yuan completely dead!

However, these two cowards actually made such a decision!

"Two bastards!"

He Qingfeng roared angrily. After the people in Changjian Village also left, he knew that nothing could be done, so he called the people in his village to leave from around the corridor.

Three villages, with about 2,000 people, dispersed in just a few minutes.

At the exit of the corridor, only Zhou Yuan and three others were left.

The bodies of the three people were almost stained red with blood. In addition to the three of them, there were at least five hundred corpses left on the ground!

This is the result achieved by three people in this battle!

Although all three of them have strength that exceeds the average eighth-grade!

Their opponents are actually not weak!

They are not the kind of ordinary people who can be slaughtered by others. Each of them is either a grandmaster or a strong man in the seventh level!

Three people were able to kill five hundred of them, which is already a very brilliant achievement!

Regarding the current situation, Zhou Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to look at the corridor and found some movement inside.

"Why hasn't she come out yet?"

Wu Feng asked curiously.

She only learned about Qingyue a few days ago, and she had not yet seen Qingyue with her own eyes.

So she was a little curious, as she had never even seen a real dragon before.

As for Wu Qingshuang, this guy only has one dragon soul left, so naturally there is no real dragon left.

A few minutes later, Wu Feng was a little disappointed because it was not Qingyue who walked out first.

It was Mr. and Mrs. He Mo. Their faces were pale and their clothes were somewhat torn.

Seeing that the two of them walked out first, Zhou Yuan frowned and asked, "Where is Qingyue?"

He Mo and his wife looked at each other, and then a wry smile appeared on their faces at the same time.

"Qingyue's transformation failed!"

Zhou Yuan's expression changed greatly, and Wu Qingshuang's expression changed even more at this time.

As for Wu Feng, he actually knows the least about Qingyue.

Because she didn't know what the failure of transformation meant, her mood didn't fluctuate much at this time.

"Transformation failed? Why?"

Zhou Yuan asked in a deep voice.

"You want to save me, but I don't want you to die for me!"

A soft voice came from the depths of the corridor.

A girl wearing a red robe but with skin as white as snow came from the end of the corridor.

Zhou Yuan looked carefully and could see the shadow of Qingyue on this girl's face, but compared to the previous Qingyue, this woman was more mature.

"You are not Qingyue."

Zhou Yuan shook his head and said.

"I am Qingyue, but I have become a little different."

The girl said with a chuckle.

Wu Qingshuang shouted in surprise at this time: "How could this happen? It is said that if the ancient dragon transforms, it will either become a hybrid dragon or die directly, but your bloodline seems to have become more pure..."

Upon hearing this, Qingyue walked slowly towards the three of them and said with a faint smile: "I have to thank you for this, because in that mirror, my ancestors left me some gifts."

"What gift? Why didn't I find it?"

Wu Qingshuang asked blankly.

Qingyue smiled faintly, shook her head and said, "Because the gift was too valuable, I hid it well."

"That's the blood of the ancient true dragon!"
Chapter completed!