Chapter 142: The Great Crisis

readx;?“ Wind Scar, you are extraordinary, and I look forward to fighting you. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Peng Hai looked at the wind mark with a hint of a smile.

This time he won the decisive battle with the Void Cultivator, he knew very well that if there was no help from Wind Scar and Feng Jia. His "fixed" word decision, in the body of the void monk, there is no way to start, in the eyes of others, on the surface, it is his Fengshan word decision, the role played. But who knows, behind the word decision, there is also a secret technique to dissipate the spiritual power of others.

"That day will not be far off. Wind Scar also smiled. Then his body shifted slightly, and he walked out towards Fengjia.

Luo Eleven no longer sat cross-legged, looking down, this time the alliance can be described as a serious loss, and the leaders of the younger generation have lost more than half of them here.

And the battle below has not stopped at this time, and the most eye-catching is Jiang Lin and the phoenix nest.

At this time, Jiang Lin, in a blazing robe, faced the four people of the night family alone, and the eight people of Red Butterfly, Han Limin, Xue Ji, and Lan Yan, the pressure can be imagined.

The red knife, constantly waving, sparks splashing everywhere, although at a disadvantage, but without the slightest wind of defeat.

The spiritual power of the night continued to attack, but before it could get close to it, it was burned by the flames on its body. The red butterflies fluttered little by little, like a dense net, but they could not fall beside them for a long time.

The most exciting thing is that Han Limin's swordsmanship, at this moment, the sword shadow is monstrous, and one after another overwhelming swordsmanship is like a flood, constantly attacking Jiang Lin.

At this moment, the giant sword technique, the detachment sword technique, the illusion sword technique, etc. were all vividly displayed by Han Limin, and it is not an exaggeration to say that if he is made to understand the sword heart, I am afraid that the wind mark is not his opponent.

looked at Han Limin. Feng Scar couldn't help but think of Han Sumin, who was the head of the family, as the eldest daughter of the Han family, she took over almost all the economic transactions, a girl in her twenties, who should have been a married husband, but she was responsible for the exchanges of the entire Zhao country's economic circles.

"Huh~~"

In the void, the dragon groaned and whistled loudly.

When they heard the sound, all the monks looked there.

"Do you still have the courage to fight?" the dragon's voice came again.

"What Lord Ming has fallen. ”

"It can't be, this can't be. ”

"Ming seniors are ,,,"

"Uncle Ming" Jiang Lin said with red eyes, how is this possible, a group of Imperial Realm monks actually killed the Sky Transformation powerhouse. This has subverted the common sense he knew.

"What, it's over. Du Huatian, who heard the voice of the dragon's groan, suddenly looked over. At this moment, there is still a residual smell of blood in the void, so strong, it must be the blood of the void. I couldn't help but sigh again: "Pity my big killing array, it's useless before it's even finished, but why do I have an inexplicable sense of crisis, is it an illusion." ”

"Withdraw"

Jiang Lin shouted loudly and ordered the remaining four concentrating gods to withdraw towards the Mangdang Hall.

"Chase"

I don't know who shouted, at this moment, hundreds of monks were all chasing after them, and at this moment, like hundreds of fires, they all rushed towards the Mangdang Hall.

"Pour in, you're alright. Looking at Feng Jia, revealing a soft gaze, this battle has even aggravated the wind scars and increased the cultivation heart, and a person who turned into the sky will knock down these so-called leaders, and the pain is unspeakable, but if you meet a monk in the unspeakable realm, it is really like a book record, and you can't even roar unwillingly.

"Brother Xiaofeng, I'm fine. Feng Jia smiled slightly, looking at the wind scar, his face was very pale, but as long as he was by the side of the wind scar, even if it was a big scar, Feng Jia could smile it.

A roar came out, Xiao Jin returned, and he fought with Ming Hao before, but Feng Scar did not let him participate, for some reason, the heavy mood at this moment still did not unload in Feng Scar's heart.

At this moment, the Spirit Boat was indescribably broken, and there were few disciples in the Heavenly Spirit Valley intact.

Suddenly, Qin Yu sacrificed a spirit boat, although there were also some damages, but it could barely be driven, after all, it was the three major sects of the alliance domain, and on top of his face, he couldn't let other sects laugh.

The spirit boat gradually enlarged in the void, and all the monks of the Heavenly Spirit Valley entered it.

The most serious thing is Di Qing, who is already unconscious at the moment, his breath is unstable, if it weren't for Chen Yong to give him a half-source medicine, I'm afraid that Di Qing at this time has passed away. Causing such a consequence, it can only be blamed on its bad luck, he was hit hard by Jiang Lin before, he has just improved, and he participated in this inevitable decisive battle, after this battle, if it is not three or two months, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover.

And Dao Xiao, He Jian, Deadwood, and Li Yuncheng are also unconscious, compared to the former, these four people are still relatively stable.

Chen Yong, the spear of the eternal ancients was broken, holding the remaining half in one hand, and the other half didn't know where to get lost, the ghost rushed, the five ghosts devoured the banner and scattered, there were several wounds on the body, the face was very pale, and the rest of the people were scarred.

What is even more deplorable is that Mei Yi, Wang Lin, and Wang San have died here at a young age, and not even a single intact corpse has been found.

At this moment, there were only sixteen people left on the entire Spirit Boat, including the unconscious Di Qing and others.

Compared to other places, the side of Tianling Valley is still a relatively strong side, and the rest of the monks gathered again, and suddenly three spirit boats appeared in the sky, which were Luojia, Fengchao, Thousand Swords Sect and Peng Hai. Scattered cultivation, quite worthy of their titles, each gathered to attack the Mangdang Hall.

Suddenly, Wind Scar looked at a place below, and inexplicably, a cry shouted.

"That eldest sister, my sixteen-year-old boy invited you to come along, and you would like to come up. ”

With the cry of the wind mark, all the monks on the Lingzhou looked over, it was the two disciples of the gentleman in Tsing Yi, and Xia Yu was lying in the arms of his junior sister unconscious at this time.

The title of eldest sister made Xia Xue's eyebrows skip the black line, but she was two years older than her, and she was called like this, and then she didn't say much, picked up Xia Yu and jumped up.

"To be honest, have you taken a fancy to this gentleman in Tsing Yi's apprenticeship? ”

Qing Yi said in a low voice, in the previous contemplation ruins, Wind Scar paid attention to Xia Xue as if he had nothing to do, and he asked jokingly at that time, Wind Scar just replied with a smile, and at this moment, he connected it to the Spirit Boat, which really made Qing Yi ask.

Although Qingyi's voice was small, Xia Xue, who had just stepped on the spirit boat, also heard it in her ears, and instantly walked towards An Zhixue with a blushing face.

At this moment, all the eyes on the Lingzhou looked at the wind mark, and Feng Jia also looked at it with questions and inexplicable eyes.

For so many glances, Wind Scar just smiled slightly and did not reply.

Lingzhou followed with all his might, and came to the outside of the Mangdang Hall before the tea.

Falling Cloud Temple

"It seems that this event is coming to an end. The monk of the royal family of Chu State said with a sigh, although this Dabi surprised all the monks, but their crown prince of Chu State, Chu General is still intact, which is the best ending for his Chu State, and he does not plan to use the right to fight for the championship next.

With the existence of Peng Hai and Luo Shiyi and others, the title of champion is no longer related to his Chu State.

At this moment, not only the Chu side imagined this, but also the rest of the forces, most of them were like this.

"Brother Qiong, your Heavenly Spirit Valley can be said to be full of talents. Thousand Swords White Tiger said with a smile.

For his words, the Qiongzyzi just smiled slightly, if it is who is most satisfied at this moment, it must be the Qiongzyzi, the scene of Mangdang Mountain, the main hall can be said to be in the eyes, and the moment of the duel with the Void Monk, Tianling Valley is the two of them, Wind Scar and Qin Yu, compared to the other forces, this time the Tianling Valley side, but the one who contributed the most.

But in the dark, the dome still has an inexplicable palpitation.

"Is it a delusion?"

couldn't help but look at Fen Yun, Fen Yun was a rising star to him, but he was already in the same realm as him, so he was only commensurate with his peers.

And at this moment, Fen Yun also looked at the dome with questions, her eyes were facing each other, and her face suddenly changed. If you feel palpitations alone, it may be an illusion, but two monks in the same realm feel it at the same time, it is definitely not a good thing.

Qiongzyzi and Fen Yun quickly looked at Mangdang Mountain.

Mangdang Mountain

At this moment, the wind marks finally feel what a magnificence, the surrounding construction is too magnificent, although it is dilapidated, but it also makes its place of absence produce a breath that cannot be offended.

Mangdang Mountains, the entire Eastern Wilderness is famous, at this moment in the mountains, the main hall is vertical and horizontal, stretching left and right as far as the eye can see.

"What a mountain gate array"

The phoenix nest spirit boat is only on it, Du Huatian can't help but sigh, the mountain gate array is built in accordance with the formation of the entire mountain gate, and it is also the usual mountain protection array, which has obviously been broken at this moment, looking at it from a distance, a huge palm is imprinted on this once invincible Mangdang Mountain.

But it was only a corner of the remains, which also made Du Huatian sigh at this time.

The battle ahead started again, and it was the Spiritual Meditation Cultivators who had been caught up, including Jiang Lin, who had already been entangled with the Sanxiu at this time. Dozens of scattered cultivators surrounded and killed several severely injured condensations, and when there was not a single stick of incense, only Jiang Lin was left.

"Kill"

Not only did anyone shout, but even the wind mark also pinched out an offensive at this moment and attacked Jiang Lin.

At this moment, hundreds of different halos surged towards Jiang Lin.

Looking at the attacking combat skills and secret techniques, Jiang Lin looked up to the sky and laughed, his eyes instantly turned sharp, and the big knife in his hand suddenly swirled, he knew that he was powerless to return to the sky at this time, and would rather commit suicide than die tragically at the hands of others.

This skull flew into the air, and the entire body was shattered by hundreds of halos, shattered to pieces.

Jiang Feiyu, who was breaking through the late stage in the Mangdang Hall, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Lin'er, my great-grandson. ”

Jiang Lin, Jiang Feiyu's most important descendant, knows at this moment that Jiang Lin will die, even if he dies, he will not sit on this life and death pass.

In an instant, in the Mangdang Hall, there was no longer Jiang Feiyu's figure.

At this moment, all the monks seemed to be freed, and they sang and laughed with joy, and the joy after the catastrophe was like this.

"Retreat"

Wind Scar transmitted everyone, at this time, the panic, palpitations, and even felt trembling.

As his spirit boat slowly retreated, he found that the other three spirit boats were also slowly retreating like him.

"That's..."

I don't know who said it, and then raised his finger and pointed to the main hall of Mangdang Mountain.

As the monk pointed, all the monks looked with him.

It was an old man in an ancient blue robe, standing there with red eyes and looking at all the monks below, the wind was silent, like a building, I don't know how long the old man had been standing, or if he had been there in the first place.

Looking at the old man's wind marks, his face turned pale in an instant.

"Withdraw"

At the same time as Fengji shouted, Peng Hai, Luo Shiyi, and Yinying and others also shouted one after another.

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