The huge lineup formed a torrent that swept over from afar, and finally this trembling force stayed outside the battlefield, and countless divine birds turned into human bodies.

"This is?" Looking at the huge lineup of the Sparrow God Clan, Teng Baichuan, Gu Feng City, and Ling Zhantian were all stunned, obviously not understanding the intention of the Sparrow God Clan to come here, whether it was to help the Eastern Spirit God Clan or the Ancient Fantasy God Clan and the Ethereal Holy Mansion.

"Hahahaha!Ancient Wind City, Teng Baichuan, I didn't expect Lao Tzu to come!" led a group of people to pause, and at this time, the great patriarch of the Sparrow God Clan took two steps and laughed at Gu Fengcheng and Teng Baichuan.

Teng Baichuan's face was a little gloomy, listening to this tone, the Sparrow God Clan should be preparing to help the Dongling God Clan this time, and once the Finch God Clan intervenes, then things will not go so smoothly in the future, "You old bird is quite timely, you want to pick up the leak! But I advise you, if you don't want the Sparrow God Clan to be destroyed, it's best not to meddle in things." ”

"Wow! Teng Baichuan, you scared me? Lao Tzu is older than your grandfather, and you were still wearing fucking open crotch pants when you dominated the Western World, and now you dare to threaten me? Grass, Lao Tzu intervened, how about it?" The patriarch put on a ruffian appearance, this demeanor was very different from when Zhao Xiaoyi went to the Sparrow God Clan, which made people a little surprised.

And his words made Ling Zhantian on the side ecstatic, if there were no other forces intervening today, then the Dongling Divine Clan would definitely be wiped out, and as long as there was the help of the Sparrow Divine Clan, it was not impossible for the Eastern Spirit Divine Clan to turn the tables today, even if he lost, he would not lose so badly.

"Hmph, old immortal, don't be embarrassed, this is not your Warcraft Mountain Range, and it's not your turn to be rampant. "Gu Feng City also snorted coldly at this time, I am afraid that all plans will be changed because of the Sparrow God Clan, and this situation is indeed very unfavorable to them.

"Grass, where is Lao Tzu rampant and you still want to take care of it? By the way, I forgot to tell you, you brought someone to serve it two days ago in Lao Tzu's nest in the Western World, if you have a kind, you can settle accounts with Lao Tzu. The great patriarch had a smug look, everything was really according to what he had discussed with Zhao Xiaoyi, and the nest of the two families had already been finished by the Sparrow God Clan with a thunderous force when Teng Baichuan and they rushed to the Eastern World.

"What?" Hearing this, Teng Baichuan and Gu Fengcheng's faces changed at the same time, this time they only cared about attacking the Dongling God Clan, but they forgot about the emptiness in the rear, and they didn't expect that the Sparrow God Clan would dare to take advantage of this opportunity to take advantage of their nests, isn't the Sparrow God Clan afraid of the retaliation of the two families.

"Lao Zamao, when Lao Tzu goes back, he won't turn over your Warcraft Mountain Range, and Lao Tzu won't be surnamed Gu. "Gu Fengcheng gritted his teeth, the old nest was ended, this kind of hatred has gone deep into the bone marrow, and the Liang Zi of the Sparrow God Clan is completely concluded.

"Don't fuck the bullshit, come if you want to do it, don't chirp there. The Great Patriarch took a sip nonchalantly, originally the Sparrow God Clan was preparing to attack the Western World this time, how could he care about their hatred.

"Do it!" Teng Baichuan and the two of them were no longer verbose, they snorted lightly, and immediately swept over with the Ancient Wind City towards the Great Patriarch, and at the same time, the Ancient Fantasy God Clan and the Ethereal Holy Mansion separated a large number of people to bombard the other members of the Sparrow God Clan.

Above the sky, the fierce battle unfolded again.

However, this time, the Eastern Spirit Divine Clan was much better, with the Finch Divine Clan intervening in the battle, their pressure suddenly lightened a lot, and even Ling Zhantian's fighting intent also soared, every attack was like a whirlwind, and the sky, which was already filled with black pressure by the energy storm, became even darker now.

On the other side of the battlefield, with the arrival of Feng Li, the Great Elder of the Sparrow God Clan, Zhao Xiaoyi's threat here can be regarded as resolved, the strength of Feng Li's fourth-order peak martial saints, it is not difficult to block the four of them, but if it drags on like this, it will be difficult to win, after all, the other party is four martial saints, and there are two third-order levels.

Zhao Xiaoyi held Han Qingmeng in his arms, his palm was opposite to Han Qingmeng's palm, and the soft vitality in his body was continuously transmitted into Han Qingmeng's body, so that he could at least temporarily save Han Qingmeng's life, and with his level of a ninth-level soul master, it was not impossible to save Han Qingmeng when the battle was over.

All external interference was automatically blocked out by Zhao Xiaoyi, and he seemed to have never seen the tragic scene around him, so he quietly held Han Qingmeng until nearly half an hour later.

The hand attached to Han Qingmeng's soft palm was slowly put down, Zhao Xiaoyi exhaled lightly, Han Qingmeng was seriously injured by that palm, but fortunately, Zhao Xiaoyi had suppressed it without outside interference, and Han Qingmeng was out of danger for the time being.

"Qingmeng!I'm sorry, it's been you who have been paying for me for so long, I Zhao Xiaoyi didn't give you anything, not even a promise, it's not that I don't want to give it to you, it's just that a promise for me is a responsibility, I don't know if I can survive this battle, I'm afraid of failing you, so I've never promised you anything, but now, when you wake up, if you don't dislike it, be my wife!" Zhao Xiaoyi whispered softly in Han Qingmeng's ear, and when the words fell, he slowly lowered his head, and then gently kissed Han Qingmeng's thin red lips.

"As I said, whoever hurts my woman dies, so they all have to die. Raising his head, Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes looked at the four martial saints who were fighting with Feng Li in the distance, and as he spoke, his expression gradually became cold.

"You follow Yanxi to rest for a while, and I'll come when I go. Zhao Xiaoyi held Han Qingmeng in his arms, and then his body moved, and he swept to Yan Xi, who was fighting with a first-order martial saint, and after a majestic spiritual force forced the first-order martial saint away, he handed Han Qingmeng to Yan Xi, "Take care of her, and leave the rest to me." ”

Yanxi took Han Qingmeng cautiously, her eyes stared at the pale face of Han Qingmeng, she nodded lightly, Zhao Xiaoyi didn't say anything, but Yanxi could detect the relationship between the two, she didn't have a good impression of Han Qingmeng Yanxi, and even a little jealous, but the previous scene made Yanxi change her opinion of Han Qingmeng, such a person who is willing to give his life for Zhao Xiaoyi is also worthy of being a sister with her.

Han Qingmeng was handed over to Yan Xi, Zhao Xiaoyi turned his head, and then looked at the first-order martial saint who had just fought with Yanxi, and with Zhao Xiaoyi's gaze, the first-order martial saint couldn't help but shudder, and his cold eyes made him feel as if he was falling into an ice cave, and a trace of chill swirled around.

"Do it or do it yourself. Zhao Xiaoyi stared at the first-order martial saint, and his faint voice did not contain any emotion, but this sentence made people feel as if they were being judged.

"Hmph! I really think of myself as a green onion, they are all first-order martial saints, and Lao Tzu still doesn't believe in this evil. Seeing Zhao Xiaoyi so arrogant, the first-order martial saint snorted coldly, although he was jealous of the murderous aura on Zhao Xiaoyi's body, but it was not enough for him to directly disarm and surrender, his arms shook, and then a wave of energy attacked Zhao Xiaoyi like a torrent.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaoyi sighed lightly, and didn't say much, his hand shook, and the thunder mysterious sword flashed in his hand, the long sword was raised high, and then slashed forward.