Between heaven and earth, the ink-like body spans the universe, overwhelming the void, with high fighting spirit, and looking at all directions. With every step he took, a hurricane erupted in mid-air, almost tearing his face apart.

"Even Tu Dajun? he...... Who is he?"

"How is this figure somewhat similar to the mysterious powerhouse who seriously injured Bai Gang, the head of the Bai family, during the chaos in the Bai Mansion a few days ago?"

Only then did everyone realize that this giant was the mysterious man who could easily seriously injure Bai Gang, his long hair was scattered and covered half of his face, and the eyes that came out of his hair were gloomy and gloomy, not at all like a pair of eyes of a living person, and everyone was frightened, and then retreated.

Jiang Chang'an's face sank like water, and his thoughts were flying, even Tu Dajun must have already felt his own breath in the Yingshui stream, but because of the emperor's coercion, the soul condensed by his resentment power had a natural suppression, so he had to hide outside and wait until the immortal lamp flew away before he really appeared.

Even Tu Dajun's eyes were locked on Jiang Changan's body, he naturally came for Bai Sangongzi who was hiding in the Nine Yin Jar, all the way to the dust, his demeanor was solemn, Yingshui Jian was silent, and the dull footsteps were shocking, many people stood on the spot, their hands trembled so much that they could hardly hold the magic weapon, and the slightest wisp of spiritual power could not be condensed, and they collapsed one after another.

The speed of his movement was extremely slow, as if his every move was against time, and he wanted to stand still, but when he thought he stopped, his body was more than a hundred zhang away in an instant, and he stopped ten zhang away from everyone, his body was like a mountain, and the mountain was majestic.

"Run!"

Some people are afraid to control the flying rainbow, and they are about to ride the wind again, but the spirit has just floated in the air, and the dark demon-like figure suddenly opens its eyes, pale and deep, resentful, through thousands of years, mourning, mysterious. It was like a raging flame in the thorns, and two flames burst out!

Coax!

The rainbow's face contorted in horror, and his throat burned to a puddle of ashes before he could cry for help.

Everyone all showed a frightened look, trembling, no one dared to take a step, the heart was bitter, I don't know what bad luck was poured today, all the extremely dangerous dangers were bumped into by themselves, Yingshuijian riots, immortal lantern Shenwei, one-armed great mercy Bodhisattva, returning to the ruins of the heavenly phenomena, one after another endlessly, but also affected the pond fish, in the end there was no benefit at all, but it has been in the life and death of the ghost gate to mix a familiar face.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Jiang Chang'an simply stopped dodging, and Long Yuling's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and he smiled bitterly: "Another one who came to find fault, Jiang Crow, you really have a lot of enemies! ”

His footsteps did not retreat, the dragon seal hung above his head, the divine glow scattered, twisted his body and bones to prepare for a big fight, obviously stated his position, and was willing to stand beside Jiang Chang'an with the reputation of the entire dragon clan and fight with this person!

"Grandma has a leg, I would have brought more people if I had known, even if the soul was powerful, just the tactics of the sea of people could slowly wear him down! Just like this old guy did to you in the palace, he would give back to him in his own way!" Long Yuling muttered something in his mouth, but Jiang Changan turned around and bowed to this would-be Dragon Emperor.

Long Yuling was slightly stunned, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart; "Jiang Crow, you...... What do you mean by that?"

Jiang Changan smiled indifferently: "Young Master Long, I don't have to bother this time, I am the only one to face the Emperor Tu, and I have remembered the kindness of the ancient dragon clan many times, but unfortunately I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to return it again." ”

Everyone's eyes were poured into one, and Jiang Changan's words were determined to die.

Jiang Changan's face was calm, and he had expected it. From the moment he stepped into the Cangming Canyon, he knew that the possibility of going out was very small, not because of the danger of the emperor's tomb, but because Lian Tu Dajun was holding a wisp of Ruoruo's soul in his hands.

Jiang Changan's life fire is about to be extinguished, and the side effects of fusing demon souls are so side effects that the skin of the whole body is almost withered, and time is running out, even if it is fused with the Purple Wing Saint Golden Cicada, although the life fire is fueled, the gap between the fusion of demon beasts will still get bigger and bigger, and the Xuanhuang Immortal Source Milk cannot be found, and in the end, there is always no way to escape a dead end.

Therefore, Jiang Changan simply fought for his life in the last few days and gave it a go, he would die, but the little girl still had a chance to live.

Long Yuling's heart gradually sank to the bottom, and he scolded: "Jiang Crow, your grandmother is going to kick this young master away?" Yes, this soul is indeed awesome, but this young master is not a person who is afraid of death! What kind of thing are you, Jiang Chang'an, a hero in front of this young master, this young master tells you, there is no way! This young master can help if he wants to, and he wants you to take care of it!"

The scolding of the dragon spirit intensified, but Jiang Chang'an's heart flew like a warm current, turned around and walked in front of the young master Long, and bowed again!

"Mr. Jiang......" Mo Lao hurriedly stepped forward to help, worried in his heart, he must ask for this great gift, if he asks for help, what should he do?

Mo Lao is not ignorant of kindness, Jiang Chang'an and Long Lingling's friendship does not need to be said, along the way, his ears have been ground out of the cocoon by Long Lingling, and the most heard is Jiang Chang'an's three words, and he heard Elder Long Jian tell about the rescue of Misha Haijiang Chang'an for thousands of miles, and he was grateful, but he had to think about the Dragon Clan, if Long Lingling was buried here, the Dragon Clan would inevitably suffer an unprecedented heavy blow, a Dragon Emperor would fall, and the sea of smoke and miasma would be turbulent.

People are sophisticated, and there is nothing more than a trade-off of pros and cons.

Jiang Changan naturally saw that he was worried in his heart, and said with a smile: "Mo Lao doesn't need to worry, the egg hits the stone, how many eggs are the same, what I ask for has nothing to do with it." ”

"Mr. Jiang, old man......" Mo Lao Zhi wanted to speak and stopped, no one dared to believe that this old man who was not moved in the face of the one-armed Great Compassion Bodhisattva was ashamed and silent because of this sentence.

Long Yuling stepped out and scolded: "Grandma's, Young Master Jiang Crow has decided, you beat yours, Young Master Ben moves Young Master, neither of us will interfere with anyone, let's say okay first, Young Master Ben is not helping you." It's just a matter of pretending to be unpleasant to see this big guy, that's all. ”

Jiang Changan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "There are two things I want to ask you." ”

"Young Master Ben won't do it! Don't say it! Young Master Ben knows, if you say it, you're probably going to die, don't say it, Young Master Ben won't listen to it, don't agree!"

"The first piece. Jiang Changan said lightly, and led out the girl in red who had just woken up. Everyone looked at it, no matter how calm the Taoist monk was, he couldn't help but pay attention, the woman in red was seventeen or eighteen years old, with long hair like a waterfall and eyes like stars.

The stupid girl looked around curiously, and clutched his arm in panic, afraid to hide behind her.

Jiang Changan said: "I also ask Young Master Long to personally send Ruoruo back to Jiangzhou for me and hand it over to my eldest sister Jiang Qizhen, so that the little girl can be safe-lived for half her life." ”

Long Yu said angrily: "Jiang Crow, can't your grandmother understand what Young Master Ben is saying? Young Master Ben doesn't ......."

Jiang Changan grinned: "Young Master Long, I believe you." ”

I believe in you.

Long Lingling's words suddenly froze, and he bowed his head in silence.

No one saw the expression of the future Dragon Emperor, only heard the voice change in a dull voice, and the seven-foot-tall bandit man sobbed in a low voice, and roared with some trembling: "Your grandmother's Jiang Chang'an! You are stupid, why don't you run! Young Master Ben...... Young Master Ben only has one friend from you, and I don't want you to die!"