The battle of the dragon vein is still going on.

The glorious Long Yuan seemed to have an endless and terrifying ability, making countless warriors die for it.

Such a great war, along with the strong Wuhou, could perish at any time.

On the edge of the battlefield, Lin Huang was held in his arms by Jun Qicheng, not knowing life and death. Lin Cangxue and the others turned to the side, looking at the lonely forest barren, their faces were stunned like clay wood carvings.

There was an endless oppressive silence and angry sadness in the air.

Great sorrow is silent.

It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later that Lin Cangxue spit out a mouthful of blood, cried loudly, and threw herself in front of Lin Huang heartbreakingly, holding Lin Huang's face, calling over and over again.

Bai Xiaopang roared angrily, like a thunderbolt rolling down in the nine heavens, and the whole person was like a crazy demon, riding a black giant beast, and he rushed to the vast battlefield like the sea.

Lu Han wiped the Axiu golden gun in his hand, looked at Shen Qingshan and Zhao Huangtu beside him, and showed a rare smile on his face, "Go back and tell Xuanyuan to raise soldiers, if I die, I will be buried with my brother and mother, and I will still treat him as Lao Tzu!"

With that, Lu Han turned around calmly and dragged his gun towards the battlefield......

Jun Chengcheng's little face leaned against Lin Huang's face, crying and laughing and muttering, gritting his teeth and wiping away his tears, but he couldn't wipe it clean.

"Brother Lin Huang, except for my mother, you are the best for me!"

"I like you too!"

"Brother Lin Huang, don't worry, I know that you are not dead, Xiao Tian'er will definitely work hard to cultivate, and one day I will save you!"

They said that the Ancient Critic Wang Yifeng had also been cursed by the heavens, and when he was dying, he found a way to crack it. You'll definitely find this way!"

"Tilt, I'll take you home!"

Jun Chengcheng couldn't stop crying, just hugging Lin Huang like that, stunned and didn't know what to say. Until the end, Wow cried out, and Lin Huang hugged Lin Huang tightly in his arms like tears, knowing that he had lost the most precious treasure in his life again.

"Tut-tut...... He died like this, which was really unexpected by Ben Hou. But it's okay to bring this corpse back and use it as the body of the evil king!"

At this moment, a gloomy voice sounded in the void.

I saw a pitch-black figure appear in front of me, shrouded in shadows, staring gloomily at the forest wilderness.

When this person appeared, the battlefield in the rear fluctuated with it.

In the vast battlefield like the sea, countless black-robed people suddenly appeared, surrounded by blood-colored crows, rushing into the battlefield and heading towards Long Yuan.

And in the middle of countless black robes, there is a middle-aged man dressed in bloody clothes, who fought many martial marquis and snatched Long Yuan.

Jun Chengcheng raised his eyebrows, stared at the black-robed man in front of him, and sent Lin Huang to Lin Cangxue's arms, and then carried the three-foot Qingfeng and killed the black-robed man.

In the camp tent of Xuanyuan Mansion, Qin Xuance kept coughing up blood, staring at an ever-bright lamp with a miserable face.

That was the lifelight that Qin Xuance lit for Lin Huang.

It's just that at this moment, the everlasting lamp is no longer bright, and even though there is a candle flame on it, it is so faint that it is almost extinguished, as long as there is a slight breeze, the candle flame can be extinguished.

Qin Xuance didn't even dare to gasp.

It wasn't until countless black-robed people appeared on the battlefield that Qin Xuance turned his head and his gaze fell on a curtain of light.

Looking at the figure that appeared on the light curtain, Qin Xuance coughed violently and muttered hoarsely, "I originally thought that as long as you could escape the pursuit of all the martial artists, I would be able to block the Blood Spirit Hall and that possible person for you, but it's a pity that ......"

Qin Xuance coughed up blood more and more violently, looking at those densely packed black-robed people, his slender ten fingers poked out, and he fought with the power of boiling oil and lighting the lamp, and resolutely pinched the seal.

On the battlefield, blood flowed like a torrent.

Since the moment the hundreds of black robes appeared and the blood crows were surrounded, the situation on the entire battlefield had changed.

Those black-robed people are not powerful, but their methods are extremely weird, and a pair of eyes seem to have terrifying power and can control people's minds.

The blood-colored crows frantically submerged into the bodies of the warriors, causing those powerful warriors, after a short struggle, to lose their lust in their eyes, and turned into a puppet and merged into the black-robed army.

At the same time, there were also warriors in the crowd who showed hideous faces at the moment when the black-robed man appeared, and slashed towards the people around him.

In a matter of moments, there were hundreds or thousands of soul-bound warriors on the battlefield, and the number was still surging.

"Blood Spirit Marquis, how dare you be so presumptuous and take this Hou Longyuan!"

In the void, there was a Wuhou who said angrily, obviously knowing the blood-clothed middle-aged man and the origin of the group of black-robed people.

"Your dragon yuan? tsk tsk...... Since ancient times, those who have been able to obtain it, what kind of thing are you, dare to go against my Blood Spirit Palace?"

Faced with the rampant attack, the Bloody Marquis turned into a ball of blood and said with a sneer.

Poof.

A cloud of blood was cut in two, and then merged into one, revealing the figure of the Blood Spirit Marquis again.

"What the hell are you?"

Some warriors were shocked and said that from the time the Blood Spirit Marquis appeared to the present, he had withstood dozens of attacks, but the latter seemed to have an immortal body, and he could not be killed.

"You mortal people, how do you know the nobility of this marquis!"

The Blood Spirit Marquis sneered, "I still want to capture the Dragon Yuan, be careful that Benhou will sacrifice you one by one to be the puppets of the Hou!"

"Ben Hou doesn't believe it, he can't kill you, this ghost!"

Many martial artists in the field roared angrily and slaughtered towards the Blood Spirit Marquis again.

On the other side, Jun Chengcheng dragged his seriously injured body and fought against the black-robed man, the sword light in his hand roared like a dragon, and he kept heading towards the black-robed man.

However, the black-robed man was like a shadow, and the long sword passed through his body, and he was not injured in the slightest.

"Little girl, you can't do this trick, our family is the famous Blood Yin Marquis, where there are shadows, our family is invincible!"

In the figure under the black robe, a soft voice came out. The Blood Yin Marquis made a flower-shaped, pointed at Jun Chengcheng and said: "This young man's skin and flesh are wrinkled, and he is already drooping and old. It's better to let our family take him back, even if it's a corpse, but you have to keep a handsome face!"

Jun Chengcheng was silent, his jade hand shook, and the forbidden years resurfaced.

In an instant, Lin Cangxue stabbed out with a fierce sword.

"Giggle......

When Lin Cangxue took out the sword, the laughter of the Blood Yin Marquis resounded in the void, "It is said that where there is a shadow, it is the world of our family, you can imprison time, but you can't kill our family!"

"What if there were no shadows?"

Lin Cangxue raised her eyebrows and stared indifferently at the Blood Yin Marquis. A fiery phoenix suddenly appeared behind him, and the fiery red light lingered for ten miles, instantly dispelling all the darkness.

"It's a little interesting, our family still wonders how you recovered your martial soul, it turned out to be a nirvana phoenix!"

In the Ten Mile Fire Domain, the Blood Yin Marquis did not have a trace of fear, the smile on his face became more and more intense, and the momentum around his body skyrocketed, and the femininity in his voice did not decrease at all:

"The phoenix is a good match for the blood crow, and we will accept this phoenix!"