Airplanes!

Jiang Xiaobai's left eye jumped violently. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Xian also had an ugly face and shot out from Tingyu Qingxuan.

"I have a very bad premonition!"

The two said in unison.

"Early in the morning, what are you two stinky boys nervous, huh? No, there's a problem!"

As soon as he went out, his hands were covered with mud, his eyes were closed, and his fingers kept pinching.

"Those close to you are in danger!"

"Xiaoqing (evergreen)!"

Jiang Xiaobai and Ling Xian's faces were ugly.

"Hmph, those people actually found a breakthrough from the two of you, they are simply looking for death, butcher, blacksmith, come with me!"

The carefree man snorted coldly and shouted into the backyard of the inn.

"What's wrong?"

The blacksmith also had a shovel in his hand.

"Kill, go, say on the road!"

"Hey...... Let's go!"

As soon as the butcher's voice fell, there was no sound, and the three of them had disappeared.

"I hope evergreen will be fine!"

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes couldn't help but clench his fists.

"It's okay, that kid has a hard life!"

Ling Xian pretended to be relaxed.

......

Ye Changqing stopped, he increased his speed to the limit, but the feeling of palpitations never dissipated, obviously, someone was following him all the time.

"It's boring, I thought you were going to keep running like this!"

A hazy figure gradually became clear, looking at Ye Changqing who took out the war hammer with disdain.

"Who are you?"

Ye Changqing was sure that he had never seen the person in front of him.

"Yin Yang Sect, Yang drunk, I heard that you came from the Boundary Mountain, with ambergris on your body, came to ask for a few drops, and by the way, I will take you to the embankment of immortality and reunite with your long-lost brother!"

The drunken eyes turned golden, dazzling.

"Huh?"

Ye Changqing looked at Yang drunk coldly, Jiang Xiaobai was in the boundary mountain, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, outside, his only brother was Ling Xian.

"It's not stupid, are you going with me, or after you do it, follow me!"

Yang Zui raised his slender palm, and with a bang, a figure shrouded in black robes flashed out and stood behind Ye Changqing, the appearance of this person made Ye Changqing feel that no matter which direction he fled, it was a dead end.

"Tsk, Brother Yang, your Yin Yang Sect's movements are inevitably too fast!"

An eerie voice came from the sky, and a man with a face as white as paper, surrounded by evil ghosts, stepped into the air.

"Heavenly ghosts!"

Seeing the person coming, Yang Zui's face was slightly dignified.

"Hmph, there is already a deep feud in the sea of blood, as soon as he was born, he pulled out our power in the embankment of the unfalling, so let's stop it, won't the world see our jokes!"

Ling Xi looked at the woman in a bloody dress who stepped on the birds, and felt faintly frightened, these people were obviously coming at him, but why did they come to him, in his heart, Ling Xi could not have such a great energy and cause such a disaster.

"I want to know everyone, why did you stop me?"

Ye Changqing clenched his fists and looked at the few people who appeared one by one, his eyes were calm.

"There are two teenagers in the Crazy Inn, one of them is a cook, named Ling Xian, I heard that this person is from the Boundary Mountain, has entered the Dragon Pool, and has a close relationship with you, it is unfortunate, last night, the Crazy Inn, destroyed the Yin Yang Sect, the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, and all the forces of our Blood Demon Sect in the Causeway, and looted all the property, so we found you, you can call me Xuewei!"

Xuewei smiled and looked at Ye Changqing with a smile.

"The matter of the dead fat man has nothing to do with me, you have found the wrong person!"

Ye Changqing's eyes flickered, and he scolded this guy Ling Xi hundreds of times, this is the real disaster from heaven.

"Does it matter, abolish you, hang in front of the madman's inn, don't you know!"

The Heavenly Ghost's eyes radiated a faint green light, and he reached out to grab Ye Changqing.

"I really thought I was scared of you!"

With a bang, the battle intent on Ye Changqing's body became more and more intense, his eyes exuded a scorching desire, and the huge war hammer buzzed.

"Huh, what a strong fighting spirit!"

A strange color flashed in Yang Drunk's eyes.

A smile appeared at the corner of Xuewei's mouth, and a drop of red blood was playing with it in her jade hand.

"I really didn't expect that against a little guy in the early stage of Mingxin, the heavenly ghost would actually take action in person!"

"Blood Girl, that eye of yours saw me strike!"

The Heavenly Ghost stepped out and appeared on Xuewei's side, but not far away, the big hand with a ghostly aura did not decrease in speed at all.

Ye Changqing's war hammer moved, and with his furious energy, he smashed forward.

Boom!

The ghostly hand shattered.

The heavenly ghost turned around suddenly, the ghostly light in his eyes lit up violently, and he saw the scattered ghost qi gathering together in an instant, and his momentum skyrocketed, hitting Ye Changqing.

"Fight, fight, fight!"

The fighting intent on Ye Changqing's body continued to rise, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, he couldn't see the realm of these people, but each of them gave him a feeling of palpitations, knowing that he was invincible, he had no regrets in the battle, and he was worthy of the battle.

Knock knock!

He smashed the big hand transformed by the ghost qi again and again, and every time the big hand of the ghost qi regathered, the aura emitted was a little larger, and soon, it was equal to his combat power.

A flash of surprise flashed across the face of the Heavenly Ghost, this young man's combat power had actually reached the middle stage of the Ming Heart.

"Is this what the Dragon Pool does?"

Xuewei looked at the young man in the battle group and couldn't help but clench the red blood droplets in her hand.

"Heavenly Ghost, ten breaths have passed, how do you feel as a late stage of Mingxin?"

Yang drunk stood with his hands in his hands, and in his eyes, the golden light faded, and the leader of the three major forces in the same position, with such a good opportunity, he must be sarcastic.

"Hmph, I heard that some time ago, you broke a Yin Zi of the Gathering Spirit Realm in Fengcheng, a traitor more than ten years ago, he had eyebrows, but now he lost it, and I don't know what you are eating!"

The heavenly ghost unceremoniously fought back, not giving Yang drunk face at all.

"You two bastards, Lao Tzu won't die today, one day, I will blow up your chrysanthemums with a war hammer!"

Ye Changqing saw that the two of them actually talked about the wind and cold, and he hated it so much that he scolded him.

"You kid is really dead, some people are holding their breath in their stomachs, you're good, a word is pierced!"

Xuewei stroked her forehead and said with a sympathetic expression.

Really!

Yang Drunk raised his hand.

Shout!

A black shadow shot out, Ye Changqing only felt a chill from his soul attacking, and his heart moved, and a slightly bulky battle armor was worn on his body.

"Nine Yin Sword!"

The cold voice almost sounded in his ears.

Snort!

A sharp blade grazed the battle armor and slid over, and with a bang, Ye Changqing's figure and bow flew out, and the piercing chill shot into his body through the battle armor, directly freezing his body.

Boom!

He fell heavily to the ground, and his blood was frozen in ice.

"Take him away!"

Yang was drunk and turned around and wanted to leave, Yin Zi's sword, not to mention the early stage of Mingxin, even the ordinary late stage of Mingxin couldn't resist it.

"Impossible, how can my Ye Changqing's blood be silent, fight, fight, fight, I want to fight the world, burn every drop of blood!"

Plop plop plop!

His heart was beating faster and faster, and the frozen blood in his body was rapidly melting, becoming hot, and his eyes were red.

Click!

He stood up a little.

"Lao Tzu is not dead!"

Swish!

Yang Zui turned his head suddenly, looking at those eyes that were as red as blood and full of fighting spirit, and a fierce color flashed in the depths of his pupils. (To be continued.) )