Everyone saw the earth shake, Zheng Zheng cracked, Huo Di, a barrier of ice curtain rose from the ground, rushed to the sky, cracking for a hundred feet, as if a side of ice for thousands of miles. All retreats have stopped, all ways out have been sealed, and there is a fight to the death. Lan Song'er and the others outside the ice barrier looked at this shocking scene, and their hearts were shocked, and a trace of fear of Dongling Kingdom spread. Suddenly, two lines of hot tears fell from Lan Song'er's eyes, and she looked in the direction of the ice barrier, there was no exit. The man couldn't get out, and she said sadly.

When Leng Yi released fifteen arrows in a row, completely sealing the exit of Liaodi, he suddenly felt a sudden heartbeat, the pain was unbearable, thinking that the border of Liaodi was far from his own here, his arrow speed had reached the peak, like light and shadow shuttling, hundreds of miles away was also intercepted in the air, and his spiritual power was greatly consumed. Leng Yi's heart ached, and he snorted and knelt on the ground.

As soon as he fell to the ground, a ghost came to bite him, and he wanted to turn around, but his heart hurt again, and his whole body tightened, his hands and feet were numb, and he didn't move. A dirty rotten ghost hand grabbed his shoulder, Leng Yifa gritted his teeth fiercely, and his heart was indignant.

Just heard the sound of "poof", the ghost disciples were penetrated by something and flew out, and before Leng Yi could come back to his senses, countless ghost disciples poured up. Then there were a few more pops, and the ghost was cut to pieces.

"Leng Yi!" a crisp voice that was extremely urgent and like a roar penetrated Leng Yi's ears. Before he could answer, the man had already come to him. The man raised his hand to block it, and instantly cut off a piece of ghosts. The long hair falls to the waist, exuding a gentle fragrance. "Are you okay!" Nan Fuyao looked at Leng Yi who fell to the ground, and his heart hurt, and he burst into tears.

"Why did you come here!Who asked you to come!" Leng Yi suddenly yelled at Nan Fuyao. Nan Fuyao was so frightened that he forgot to move his hands.

"Uh!" it didn't matter, a dozen ghosts attacked. Leng Yi slammed hard, dragged Nan Fu behind him, and stood up with his strength, with a move of a wild ghost, Leng Yi's body turned into ice, his hand turned into a cold blade, and he slashed out. The ghost was disillusioned, but Leng Yi's other half of his body was stabbed several times, and the pain made him sweat coldly.

"Ah!" Nan Fuyao trembled in fright, and hurriedly reached out to caress Leng Yi's wound. Leng Yi gasped. Staring at the surroundings, the number of soldiers gradually increased.

"You brought troops here from the Fifth Division?" Leng Yi said.

"What?" Nan Fuyao looked at Leng Yi covered in injuries, and his brain was dull for a while.

"I said you brought troops from the Fifth Division to support?" Leng Yi softened his tone.

"Yes, my father asked me to lead 20,000 troops over! Don't worry!" Nan Fuyao finally came to his senses. But he still asked in a whisper, "Do you hurt?"

"Are you hurt?" Leng Yi also said.

"What?" Nan Fuyao looked at Leng Yi blankly, and when she asked him, Leng Yi also opened his mouth.

"I asked you if you were hurt?" Leng Yi turned around to look at Nan Fuyao, his eyes wandering over her.

"I, I didn't. Hearing Leng Yi's concern for himself, Nan Fuyao suddenly warmed his heart and shed tears again.

Leng Yi raised his fingers, slid over her delicate face, wiped away her tears, and made a move in one go, revealing his heart, without concealment: "Don't cry! On top of the war, don't mess with your mind! Beware of safety! I'm fine, don't worry." ”

With the support of the Fifth Division of Nanfuyao, the Liaodi battlefield reversed. The five divisions were able to fight the generals, and the ghosts were quickly exterminated, and gradually began to flee in all directions. When the war weakened and stopped, Leng Yi stretched out his arm into the air, spread his five fingers, and retracted it with force. I saw the border in the distance, and the ice curtain of Haotian instantly turned into a beam of pure cold ice spiritual power, passing through the forest and returning to Leng Yi's body. Even though there was almost nothing left of that spiritual power, it still blessed Leng Yi and slowed down his physical strength slightly.

Nan Fuyao stood beside Leng Yi, frowned, and gently grabbed his arm, Leng Yi didn't dodge, and let her pull him. I only heard him say lightly: "It's okay." ”

"Hmm. Nan Fuyao replied and nodded.

At this time, in Lingdu City, the war inside and outside Liaodi has stopped, the crisis in Lingdu City has been resolved, and everyone has taken a breather. The Guozheng Hall was in a relaxed mood, Hu Mei'er puffed up her chest, the wolf clan had no hair left, she was suddenly not afraid of anything, and suddenly smiled. Ji Zhong also let out a sigh of relief. Ji Lingxiao looked at the situation of Liaodi on the film screen with joy, Beiming's injured appearance, now in Ji Lingxiao's eyes, how is it good, I can't wait to rush to him and comfort him. But what made her happiest was not this. At this time, the battlefield in the north was already scorched, and the spirit lord could not attack for a long time, and the main general looked weak.

"If the Lord is going to die...... So who can protect that damn fifth Sanskrit...... Must have died with it...... Hehe......" Ji Lingxiao laughed secretly in his heart.

"Father. Beiming thought in his heart, paying attention to the war in the north. The Lord will have used the most powerful spirit method to bury at this moment, if this trick does not work, my father's life is in danger!

"Chiru, help me this time, I'm going to open the gap for the Lord. Sanskrit and Chilu were talking behind the bunker.

"I'm coming!" Chiru said angrily.

"According to my reckoning, the Spirit Lord must be jealous of my father. At that time, my father pierced his heart with a thousand arrows, not only sacrificing himself, but also dying with him. As a result, he was ready to attack within five years and did not dare to attack rashly. Now, if I pretend to use my father's trick, he must be frightened and deceived. When the time comes, he will have to open his defenses and attack me, so that he will not be severely injured again. At this time, the main general will have a gap to attack his soft underbelly!"

"But you don't have any spiritual power anymore!, how can you get out of it with your whole body!" Chilu said urgently.

Fanyin suddenly smiled and said, "Chilu, you are alive, do you know how happy I am." She smiled and burst into tears, hugging Chilu, "You are like a friend of mine, his name is Lei Luo." I saw you at first sight, and now that you have returned safely, I have nothing more to ask for. Suddenly, Fanyin straightened up, blew his nose, and wiped away his tears, "I can take revenge, you are not happy for me!"

"Happy!" Chilu burst into tears as he clenched his back molars.

"I gesture with you, and you throw me up with all your might!"

"Good!"

"Right now!"

The fifth Sanskrit sound fell into the sky like a silver meteor. Sure enough, when he found out that Sanskrit was no longer capable of using ten thousand arrows to pierce her heart like her father did back then, it was too late. Sanskrit opens a gap for the main general. Northern Tang Muren's crimson spiritual power burial broke into the spiritual master's defense gap. The spirit lord howled in the sky, the sky was about to crack, and millions of black thorns shot out in an instant, the sky was dense, and there was no gap, and the soldiers on the Mirror Moon Lake swore to resist to the death. Beitang Muren was rushed back to the ground by his powerful spiritual power, and he wanted to protect Fanyin but was powerless.

Sanskrit was still falling into the air, and this was the closest she was to the spirit master in this life. She watched as the spirit lord had transformed into the size of a "baby", his appearance was ugly, and the hatred in his eyes slowly turned into a smile. The spirit lord is scattered, and everything is over. Fanyin looked at the dark sky, and ten thousand arrows and black thorns stabbed at her. She only felt ironic that her father had assassinated the Spirit Lord with those 10,000 arrows and ice blades, and now the Spirit wanted her to die in the same way.

Fanyin thought of her father, and felt pain and happiness in her heart. As for her life and death, it seemed that it was none of her business, she had never thought about it, and she was not afraid. Before the blackthorn could reach her, she tried to take a breath of air, feeling clean and comfortable, as if she had been in a deep pool for a long time, and finally jumped out of the water. Suddenly, Fanyin's heart was sour, and she remembered a person, before leaving, she deliberately did not say goodbye to him, for today, what she was afraid of was today, she had no return, why bother to say more to him, let him remember that she was sad. Thinking of this, the two lines of Sanskrit tears fell, and he was confused holding a petal, and muttered: "Northern ......"

She didn't want to talk to him, she didn't want him to be sad, but when her consciousness was chaotic, she couldn't figure out what she was doing.

Suddenly, in mid-air, an arm wrapped around Sanskrit Yin's waist and swept her into his chest. Only one voice sounded: "Sanskrit." ”