The Battle of Yuan is far away on the battlefield of a thousand years.

Led by the ancient fierce beast Qiqi, gluttony, 梼杌, chaos, and the four fierce beasts are leading.

The army of fierce beasts united the lower three realms of the remaining six realms, demons, demons, demons, and the three realms were all in unison.

And the human world, which has been tragically divided, is full of wars, devastated lives, and corpses are everywhere.

The Human Realm, the Human Emperor Fuxi, the Realm, the God Emperor Jun, the Spirit Realm, and the Spirit Emperor Yujia organized an alliance and established an alliance against Qiqi.

The six realms of reincarnation, the three realms of contention, gods, spirits, people, demons, demons, ghosts, the six realms of beings, are all born of the Tao, and fight for the Tao, known as the battle of the Yuan.

This battle related to the Three Realms and Six Dao Qi Parades lasted for nearly a hundred years.

In the end, it ends with the sealing of all the four fierce beasts.

And the fire phoenix Chilan and the snow phoenix Xue Yu were once active in the Yuan battlefield.

Fire Phoenix Chilan's cultivation has reached the nine transformations and nine transformations of the beast spirit, and it is rare in the world to match its opponents.

"The wind blows and turns into a remnant of fire, and remnants of thoughts are full of remnants of souls. ”

Ye Han borrowed the true body of Jiuxuan and held the divine sword, but it was still very difficult to confront the evil phoenix Chilan.

The bright moon and clear light reflected the long hair of the prince Changqin pouring like a waterfall, shining silver, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.

The past gradually appeared in Changqin's cold eyes, and the first time he met Chilan and Xue Yu, they were just two little-known hairy heads of the phoenix blood clan on Wuwei Mountain.

The song of Qinghui and cold rhyme in the valley is a sad and graceful parting song, which seems to reveal the fate behind the two.

Prince Changqin is also a teacher and friend to Chilan and Xue Yu, almost watching the two of them turn from hairy heads to heroic phoenix-blooded warriors, and were ordered to go to sea to find the Book of Eight Dragons, and finally emerged in the Battle of Yuan, becoming a hero praised by the phoenix-blood clan for generations.

This heroic story should have come to a successful end here, but a vile trick, the arrogant jealousy and prejudice of the people.

In the end, the two went down very different paths.

The Yuan War has ended, and the Three Realms and Six Realms have signed a thousand-year non-aggression pact.

And all this can't calm the anger in Chilan's heart, and repaying blood with blood is Chilan's way of revenge.

When the war is over, the Mighty will either die or retreat to your own world.

Under the extreme anger of the Fire Phoenix Chilan, everyone was about to face another catastrophe before they could breathe a sigh of relief from the embers of the Yuan War.

Chilan held Ah Qing's cold palm in her arms, feeling the residual temperature of Ah Qing's body disappear little by little.

"Ah! Old thief, what did Ah Qing do wrong! You are so unfair! If you don't say anything, I will go against this! Let you be buried with you!"

The red orchid rises, soars, and spreads its huge nine-turn wings, the edges of which glow with flowing gold.

"Why are you going against me!" Chilan stared indifferently at the incredible boy in front of her.

The young man's eyebrows are undoubtedly immature, but there is a spirit in his eyes that is not afraid of death and sacrifices himself.

This kind of Ye Han made him feel cold.

It's as if that best friend many years ago, Snow Phoenix Snow Feather, was also in front of him like this back then.

Between the hesitation in his eyes, Chilan's offensive was a little hesitant.

"Hahaha! Ridiculous, the mantis arm is used as a car, the mayfly shakes the tree, after thousands of years of history, the human race still has not changed in the slightest, arrogant and arrogant, I don't know whether to live or die!"

"It's you who is arrogant!"

"Why don't we make a bet, if you can hurt me in the slightest, I'll let you go, okay. ”

"You think too highly of yourself. ”

Although Ye Han's cultivation realm is far lower than that of the evil phoenix Chilan, at this moment, with the blessing of the Nine Xuan True Body, Zhou Feng's thunder aura is running, and he can also fight against it in terms of momentum for a while.

Looking back at everyone, all of them were injured, looking at the arrogant Chilan, glaring angrily, "Bet!"

When the words fell, Ye Han asked the divine sword in his hand, and the attack became more and more fierce.

It's a pity that now the Divine Sword is the mirror image of Haojing, but Neng Shang can't give it a heavy blow.

It seems to see through what Ye Han is thinking in his heart, the prince Changqin plays with his hands, a few wisps of light sound into his ears, and suddenly hears the sound of knives and guns coming out of the sheath, Changqin has already stood up, proud, alone under the clear moonlight, which is fascinating.

The phoenix sound Jiaowei qin was like a wisp of fresh weather, and it was sent to Ye Han's left palm Zheng, who had not yet held the sword

The virtual object is transformed, and the scorched tail fades away from the body and turns into a cold moon long sword.

The cold wind on the sword is awe-inspiring, the frost is like snow, the hair is immediately decisive, and it is even more faint, with obscure and complex lines climbing on the sword body.

Ye Han, who was anxious about the battle, didn't have time to take a closer look at this divine sword at this moment.

I could only hear it in the middle of the air, and the cold tone of the prince Changqin came slowly, "This sword, the sword has the same sound as the qin, and the name is Changqing, which can help you." ”

"Thank you!" Ye Han did not hesitate, nor did he twist, holding his sword is a move to stab Chilan.

"One, I don't care about it, two, I'm not afraid! Changqin, don't I didn't give you a chance, now that your true god is not here, if you want to protect them, you can let them go together!"

"I see, you don't have to~"

At this moment, the two swords are in hand, Ye Han's hands are dancing, between a gap, left and right, the left and right are interchanged, the left hand is holding the sword and asking, and the right hand is holding the sword for a long time.

Ask the sword, the sword momentum is Haoran, the sword intent is continuous, like the Hanhai Tao River, inexhaustible, endless.

On the contrary, the sword of long-term love is like a breeze, and it implies a cold killing. The sword intent is light and agile, and it is waved like a willow dancing in the wind.

Seeing Changqin helping, the evil phoenix Chilan had a hint of solemnity in her eyes, no longer hesitating, and the spiritual power of her whole body gathered in her palm, and slammed into Ye Han's chest with one palm.

The strength is like a thousand mountains attacking, and thousands of seas are rushing, pouring towards Ye Han.

Ye Han's mind turned sharply, and the instinctive double swords in his hand crossed to block, only to see Chilan's palm rapidly enlarge in front of him, and the fiery red and scorching aura hit his face, boiling the surrounding air.

The aura penetrated the body, "poof", a mouthful of red blood sprayed in the air, and Ye Han's entire body shot out backwards.

Just when everyone was screaming to go to the rescue, the dust and smoke dissipated, Ye Han stood proudly, with a look on his face, unruly, pointing at Chilan, and provocatively uttering three words, "You lost!"

A long sword, through the moonlight, the cold moon is clear, indifferent like water, penetrating Chilan's abdomen, and there is a gentle spiritual power rippling like a clear wave from the sword body, so that Chilan does not feel the pain of being pierced by a sharp blade at all, and the gentle spiritual power is like a loving hand, caressing the wound.

And this spiritual power does not come from Ye Han's own spiritual power, nor from Jiuxuan's thunder power, but from Chilan's lover, Qingluan Holy Maiden, A Qingqing's spiritual power, which is infused into the long-love sword Zheng through half a step

It seems to be lovesick, it seems to be sorrowful, it seems to have a hundred turns and thousands of times of suffering, and a sword is all in the word

Who can understand the style of this sword?

Chilan understands,

A tear slips down and blooms a thousand flowers.

The fire in the heart is extinguished, and the flame of vengeance is kindled.

Chilan, the evil phoenix who was stabbed by this sword, wept.

Thousands of beautiful women, fragrant and jade, holding the hand of the son, and the same enmity!

The firelight of this night shines on the mountains and rivers,

Then, the evil phoenix Chilan went south.

Changqin, sitting alone under the moon.

Ye Han stood against the wind.

Residual thoughts are like fire, burning and singing.

"The evil phoenix is retrograde, the divine thunder shakes the nine skies, and the Zhongzhou catastrophe is unavoidable. ”

The long piano was under the moon, and he let out a long sigh.

"Hanyan Jue 88 Reading Network"

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