There are a few wars in the world, and there are a few heartaches! In the Valley of Sorrows, the battle has completely entered the white-hot stage!

The first thing that changed was the battle between Feng Mingxue and Lang Yuchao, although Lang Yuchao was a legendary swordsman, and he had been strengthened by the secret method of the ghost clan, but who was Feng Mingxue! She was a fairy sword, and she was a person that Ao Yunzhu couldn't see.

"Xuan Xuan is too clear, and the name can be high. The wonders of all are famous. Immortal Shao Ling, gather!" The words fell lightly, and the ten thousand cyan sword lights beside Feng Mingxue merged into one and turned into a thousand zhang green mang, and suddenly the entire miserable valley cyan flickered, this light is not light, but has the clear qi of heaven and earth described by 'jade beads and exquisite treasures, and the body is like a flowing wind floating like a cloud', and this clear qi is the nemesis of ten thousand evils.

In the center of the clear air of heaven and earth, Feng Mingxue stood still in the clouds with a sword in his hand, and the word "fairy" flashed on the sword, and he heard a miserable cry.

In his eyes, he saw that the Lang Yu Dynasty who was fighting against Feng Mingxue had been fixed on a huge mountain by the thousands of zhang green mangs, and the Lang Yu Dynasty closed his eyes tightly, not knowing life and death.

When things change, everything changes everywhere!

Feng Mingxue froze at the back of the jade dynasty, turned around and glanced at it slightly, and the people of the ghost clan were cold.

If the change has come, how can it be changed? Only preemptively! It was only two or three breaths, and before Feng Yingxue had chosen the next target, Yan'er directly crossed the two of Aoyun Zhu and Jian Taixu in front of him, and accepted this life so that he cultivated the ten square painting halberds gathered in his hands.

"Die!" With a deep sigh, Yan'er held the ten-sided painting halberd in his hand and flew directly to Feng Mingxue.

Seeing this scene, how could Ao Yunzhu and Jian Taixu, who had been fighting with Yan'er for a long time, not understand the strength of this blow, if they only let Feng Mingxue take it alone, they would definitely end up seriously injured, so they immediately shouted 'Be careful!' and shouted while rushing towards Feng Mingxue's location, after one breath, the two of them had already come to Feng Mingxue's side, and after two breaths, the three of them took out their swords at the same time and struck towards the halberd.

"Giggles, I'm not going to play with you. Just as the three long swords and the halberd collided together, the laughter of Yan'er suddenly resounded throughout the valley of sorrow.

At the same time as he spoke, the battle armor on Yan'er's body suddenly disappeared, and his body turned into a lightly wrapped ribbon dress, and a dodge went directly towards Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao is also pitiful, although the combat power of the sword cultivator is one of the strongest cultivators, although he Ye Xiao is a genius swordsman, but he has not yet entered the legend at this time, and fighting with a legendary law cultivator Fu Sheng has already taken out all his skills.

But now that the smoke of a legendary realm has suddenly attacked, even if he Ye Xiao is a young man, he can't resist a legend and a stronger legend with the unity of the Dao mirror.

With just one move, Ye Xiao lost all his resistance, and immediately became a little chick who was carried by Yan'er.

By the time the people present heard Yan'er's laughter, Yan'er had already carried Ye Xiao and didn't know where to go.

Seeing this, Ao Yunzhu, Feng Mingxue, and Jian Taixu knew that they had been fooled! And Ao Yunzhu suddenly understood what the ghost clan was for..... They have only one goal from beginning to end, and that is Ye Xiao!

Although I don't know the reason, Yan'er's realm is already one stage higher than them, and it is a legendary creature with speed Nine Lives Cat, and when he comes back to his senses at this moment, Yan'er's figure has long since disappeared.

In his heart, Ao Yunzhu swept away the people present with anger, and said angrily: "Leave them!"

It's a pity that the ghost clan doesn't come to win, everyone is not doing their best, and they can stay. As soon as the figures of the three of Ao Yunzhu turned around, the ghost clans present all responded.

I saw that Resentful Chunchou took out a peculiar wind instrument, and blew it gently. As soon as the first scale was played, the Lang Yuchao, who was originally fixed by Wanzhang Qingmang and didn't know life and death, suddenly broke out of the shackles, and in an instant, with a sword, he directly broke the formation from the outside. In another blink of an eye, the jade dynasty turned into a blood-colored long sword, and the resentful spring sorrow stood lightly on it, and then flew away directly.

It turned out that although the previous Yu Dynasty was restrained, it was the reason why they retained two points of spare strength, because their goal was not to win, but how to escape after getting Ye Xiao.

"Goodbye. At this moment, two more people fled, leaving only one sentence.

However, although they are prepared, not everyone can escape, and after a goodbye, the figures of Ao Yunzhu, Feng Mingxue, and Jian Taixu have already stopped the remaining ghost clans.

"Be careful! Just as the three of them were about to make a move, they suddenly heard another sentence.

The thunder disappeared, and Meng Xiran and the withered eagle in the Thunder Prison naturally appeared in the Valley of Sorrow. I saw that the wings of the withered eagle had been collected, and a peerless divine knife was lying in front of him, this knife was called "Prison God Fall", the blade was as black as a demon, the blood in the blade was like a river, and countless souls in the river were wailing, and I don't know how many creatures had been killed.

"Alas, helpless. I saw that the withered eagle did not move, but only sighed.

With a sigh, everyone present today must finally understand why the withered eagle is the god of war of the ghost clan!

Is it the wind, why are all the people present suddenly swaying? Is it the rain, why does everyone feel that every step is heavy? Or is it still fire, why is the blood in the body burning wildly, as if in the next moment, everyone's blood will be burned out?

"The knife that comes from the heart!!" At this time, Feng Mingxue said what this knife was.

It is not wind, it is not rain, it is not fire! It is a stab that cuts into the heart of the enemy!

There will be such a strange move in the world, cut out of the enemy's heart, and the killing intent is killing the enemy! Horror! Horror! No wonder the withered eagle will be the god of war, no wonder the withered eagle will hold the ghost clan divine blade "Prison God Falls." ”

Although this slash was terrifying, the people present already knew how to resist it after listening to Feng Mingxue's words.

If it comes from the heart, it will go from the heart.

So all the people present began to meditate. And the withered eagle forcibly broke through the wind nameless trace seal to ask for this result, but the power of the backlash to break through the seal also came immediately, only to see that the withered eagle was already a bloody person at the moment, and his body seemed to have been cut by ten thousand sword qi, and he had slowly fallen from the air with all his strength.

"Apprentice, save your master!" the withered eagle shouted with all his last strength before falling.

The sound fell, and two figures suddenly appeared in the valley of sorrow, one chasing, and the other running. The person who ran was Bai Yeye, and the person who chased was naturally the Mo family's mecha, of course, Bai Yeye was not unable to win the Mo family's mecha, just because he wanted to save the withered eagle.

Is there anything in the world that can be faster than impermanence? Perhaps only the power of time and space that has disappeared into the ten thousand worlds. I saw that the wind in the air had not moved forward even a centimeter, and Bai Yeye had already picked up the body of the withered eagle and disappeared into the valley of sorrow......

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