"Brother Chen, are you back, what about Brother Lin and Brother Feng?" Seeing Chen Chen rushing over, Chen Bing immediately ran over and asked eagerly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chen Chen's face was dark, and he said with some slurred words: "They ...... They ......".

"Say, what happened to them", anxiety suddenly flashed on Chen Bing's face, and his eyes kept glancing at Chen Chen's back.

"Chen Feng, his meridians have reversed, and he has reversed his cultivation of the dragon, and the eldest brother has sealed him and sent him back to the dragon clan", Chen Chen sighed.

"What?" Chen Bing exhaled in surprise, covering his mouth with his hand, "Reverse cultivation of the dragon sword, the mind will never be able to recover, the dragon clan has not been an exception for tens of thousands of years."

"Okay, Bing'er, let's melt this million blood into that giant sword first", Chen Chen said indifferently, without the slightest laughter from before.

Chen Bing clenched his hands and nodded slightly, "Hmm."

The figures and faces of the two people changed slightly, and they fell towards the center of the autumn wind stream.

In a few hours, the pattern of the autumn wind stream has changed greatly, the blue flag poured in, the purple flag also rushed in, in the center around the autumn wind stream, dominating one side, the original red flag repairer, I don't know that I have hidden in that corner.

Jun Qinghan dodged the blue flag and purple flag cultivators from a distance, staring at the few men behind the third prince of the wind in his eyes, they were all purple flags, and his heart tightened slightly.

"Third Prince, where is my eldest brother Qingyang?" Behind the Third Prince, Qingyuan, who had just arrived, asked suspiciously.

"Dead!" Feng San Gongzi replied indifferently, his tone was extremely calm, as if Qingyang's death had nothing to do with him.

"I heard in the clan that my eldest brother's death is related to the young master of the Dragon Clan, the Yan Clan, and the Yu Clan, I don't know if it?" Qing Yuan said with a little anger, and when his eyes looked at Yu Zhange and the others, a trace of gloom swept in his eyes.

Frowning, the third prince of Feng glanced back at Qingyuan, then looked at the young master of the three clans in front of him, and immediately replied: "Yes, it is the person behind the young master of the three clans, Qingyang who was killed."

The third prince of Feng smiled slightly in his heart, "The people of these three major clans seem to have become his biggest enemies in snatching the heavenly clothes and dust, if Qing Yuan hates them and kills these people, it will be much easier."

A spark suddenly erupted in Qing Yuan's eyes, it turned out to be true, "His eldest brother was really killed by the people of the three major clans", and as soon as his body fell, he was about to run out.

"Come back...... the third prince of Feng immediately let out a low voice and stopped Qing Yuan, "If there is someone behind the young master of the three clans, won't you suffer death?" Don't forget that your mission is to help me snatch the heavenly clothes and the dust." ”

Qing Yuan's figure was stunned, and he stared at the third prince of the wind with a slightly cold face, "Childe, rest assured, millions of blood corpses and bones are already being collected, and the four envoys of the wind clan behind you are enough to ensure your safety, now Qing Yuan will remove a big obstacle for the son" As he spoke, his body swept sharply and walked towards Yu Zhange.

"Little thief, dare to kill my eldest brother, suffer death", Qing Yuan let out a long snort, and slapped like a grinding plate, slashing towards the three people.

The three of them plus the surrounding Jun Qinghan were suddenly shocked, the Purple Flag powerhouse actually bombarded them, and immediately showed their figures, wanting to dodge, but found that their bodies had already been imprisoned and could not move.

Qing Yuan snorted coldly, "I actually want to move in front of the Purple Flag powerhouse, it's great to think that I am the young master, even if it is a soul, you don't want to move."

Outside the Autumn Wind City, Dongfang Youchen looked at the scene in the Autumn Wind Stream, and his heart shook violently, the third prince of the wind pushed Qingyang's death on the body of the three clans, he was very happy, but he didn't expect Qingyuan to react so violently.

If these three tribes have no backup, then ......

In the autumn wind, the palms of the grinding plates were only a foot away from the three people, and Qingyuan's spiritual power was highly concentrated, "Why hasn't it come out yet?"

Originally, this attack was not intended for the three of them, but to lure out the people behind him, but after so much time, there was not the slightest fluctuation in the air.

Now, he seems to be a little difficult to ride a tiger, among the three people in front of him, Yu Zhan Ge Yellow Flag, Bai Xiaochubby Gray Flag, he is a purple flag powerhouse, spanning so many levels in the middle, according to the iron law of the mainland, it cannot be killed.

But if he doesn't kill, he loses face, not only his, but also the Wind Clan.

After thinking about it, I suddenly felt a twist in my waist, and the palm that was split was suddenly pulled back by something, and I was immediately happy in my heart, and finally came out.

The figure stretched out in the air, looking proudly ahead, "Rats, don't you dare to show your face?" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt hot all over his body, and his body was like a cannonball being pulled out.

Qing Yuan was startled, he saw a piece of golden dragon scales, and immediately snorted coldly, and fought again.

Chen Chen looked at the man in Tsing Yi who flew in, there were sparks in his eyes, now he was squeezing hatred in his heart, and he needed to vent, the dragon's tail immediately twitched, like a giant pillar of Zhou Tian, smashing towards Qingyuan.

Qing Yuan looked horrified, and then realized that this middle-aged dragon clan was actually a black flag powerhouse, and his heart was filled with fear and hatred in an instant, and the dragon tail in his eyes at this time was like a sickle harvesting life, and any struggle was in vain.

A trace of ruthlessness immediately flashed in his heart, and his whole body swelled, "Since I will die, then I must also pull down the next person......" After speaking, a poignant long howl, full of resentment and unwillingness, "To avenge the eldest brother, he would die so aggrieved, I didn't expect that the young master of the three clans would be guarded by the black flag."

"Boom!"

Qingyuan is like Qingyang, self-explosion and death, strong impact, throughout the radius of ten miles, the center of the autumn wind stream, people with low strength, under the impact, did not have the slightest chance to resist, and were blown to pieces.

If it weren't for Jun Qinghan and the others being invisibly protected by Chen Bing, they would also be unavoidable.

Feng San Gongzi's pupils shrank, he couldn't see the battle in the sky, but he could hear Qing Yuan's unwilling roar, "It's so easy to lose, so comfortable."

Dongfang Youchen looked at the big array, his heart was relieved, and he couldn't help but feel a shock and bitterness in his heart, "I finally miscalculated and almost buried their lives", and immediately ordered to Tianli: "Order the people of the Heavenly Clan hidden in the autumn wind stream to protect the young masters of the three clans at all costs, only if they are alive, can the rumors of the alliance of the three clans become more true."

After the sky exploded, a pool of blood poured down, Chen Bing looked at Chen Chen's bloody dragon tail, and exclaimed, "Brother Chen, why don't you defend yourself?"

Chen Chen smiled bitterly, "Bing'er, this brother feels better."

"But......" Chen Bing said anxiously, his eyes unconsciously overflowing with tears.

"Okay, you send a million souls into the body of the eldest brother first, and I will pour a million blood and move this tombstone", a trace of determination flashed in Chenchen's eyes, and his body swayed slightly, falling towards the center of the autumn wind stream.

At the same time, Chen Bing stretched out his hands, holding a ball of light flashing with gray mist, and the figures that seemed to be flashing in it continuously, and the wails and resentment of millions of souls couldn't help but make Chen Bing's heart tremble and heartbroken.

This is the unjust soul of a million people who died in vain, after being refined by Jun Qinghan, they will never be able to turn around!

A slight chill appeared in Chen Bing's hands, trapping his soul, the gray mist kept churning, as if he was resisting something, Chen Bing frowned slightly, dissipating the chill in his hands, originally he wanted to extract the resentment and anger in these souls, so that these souls were pure and pure, but in the end she gave up.

He couldn't bear it, and these grievances and anger could infect Jun Qinghan and make him irreversible, but they could also make Jun Qinghan's mind more firm, and the road in the future would be smoother.

With a wave of his hand, Jun Qinghan, who was hiding in the void, suddenly felt his whole body stiffen, and instantly lost all consciousness! Chen Bing immediately held millions of souls, his hands flipped over, and the gray mist light ball continued to shine, but he was ruthlessly sent into Jun Qinghan's head by Chen Bing.

Then with a light touch on several big points on Jun Qinghan's head, a seal was formed in the sea of knowledge, temporarily sealing millions of unjust souls in Jun Qinghan's mind.

When Jun Qinghan woke up again, he frowned, and intuitively felt that something was wrong, but there was no fault in time and space, which made Jun Qinghan feel a little puzzled in his heart.

In a daze, a majestic and pale man slowly fell from the sky, looked at the people below, snorted coldly, everyone felt that the air around them was slightly stagnant, looking at the monstrous man, his steps couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, "This person is so familiar", but he didn't have the slightest impression, this person was covered in blood, his face was cold and arrogant, how could Jun Qinghan associate that hippie smiling Chenchen.

Chen Chen looked at the giant sword in front of him, and a trace of anger appeared in his heart, "It's the lines on this sword, it's those big characters, let him slaughter millions, and let Chen Feng's mind be destroyed."

As soon as his soul moved, Chenchen's body was suddenly surrounded by blood, the shocking blood, and the yin roar that surrounded his ears made everyone's hearts cold, "This person ...... Did this man really slaughter millions?"

Only Bai Xiaopang didn't feel the slightest, and he had no concept of fresh blood pressure.

Chen Chen stretched out his hands, holding the marrow of millions of dry bones, stomped on the soles of his feet, and rose into the air, his eyes looked at the mountain of corpses on the giant sword, the light in his hands flowed, and the marrow of dry bones in his hands was immediately attached to the dry bones.

The sky is stormy, and the sky above the autumn wind stream is tearing the heart-rending screams, resentment, roars, and voices of millions of people!

The sound of whimpering made everyone feel a sense of sadness from the soles of their feet, Xiao Suo, and the whole body felt completely cold.

At the same time, the fog in the Gangfeng Domain dissipated, and in the entire autumn wind stream, only the long pavilion was still shrouded in mist, which made people not be forced to look.

Chen Chen looked at the giant sword with a cold face, his hands flipped again, and a blood ball suddenly appeared in his hand, and everyone took a few steps back again, and suddenly exclaimed: "Millions of blood essence!"

"Oh my God, this person really slaughtered millions of people at once, isn't he afraid of being punished by God?", someone suddenly said in shock, Chen Chen's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes picked slightly, and the man who spoke suddenly bleeded and fell to the ground and died.

Everyone looked at the man who fell to the ground and smiled disdainfully: "People are greedy, in order to keep the dust and wind away, who wouldn't dare to slaughter?

He lifted the blood ball above his head with both hands, and with a wave of his hand, he threw it into the blood groove of the giant sword.

Blood flowed down the lines, the giant sword flashed with a strange scarlet, and sank into the ground at the same time, at the same time, the blood clouds in the sky gradually shrouded the sky above the autumn wind stream, making a depression rise in everyone's hearts.

For a long time, only an inch of the greatsword remained on the ground, but it did not sink in the slightest.

Chen Chen frowned, and said with a smile: "It seems that there is still a little blood left!"

Listening to Chen Chen's cold words, everyone's bodies trembled suddenly, and they quickly retreated, "Almost a little blood, how can you get it?" Of course, it was slaughtered on the spot."

Chen Chen suddenly turned around and glanced at everyone with a gloomy expression. Between the palpitations of everyone, a tragic voice suddenly sounded in their ears:

"I've got blood, ahaha, I've got blood!" (To be continued.) )