Everyone set their eyes on Chu Ling's body, and they couldn't help but be attracted, and then they couldn't move away.

The blue light cocoon has an indescribable charm that makes them unable to extricate themselves.

Finally, at this moment, the blue light cocoon exploded, and the light and rain scattered in the sky.

Everyone's eyes froze, and through the light and rain in the sky, everyone saw a burly figure, stepping out of the light cocoon, isn't it Chu Ling, who else?

It's just that this Chu Ling, not Chu Ling, this Chu Ling, is wearing a set of golden armor, and above the immortal armor, it is covered by peerless talismans, flashing with layers of immortal light, like ocean waves.

He held a Fang Tian painting halberd, and with the stroke of his hand, there were lines flowing at the tip of the halberd, dividing the space into two.

Chu Ling tiptoed on a pair of golden combat boots, and under the combat boots, there was a purple-golden flame, burning and beating, very dazzling.

"With his own image as a vision, the Lord of the Chu League is quite thick-skinned. Someone scoffed disdainfully.

However, as soon as his words fell, a very terrifying energy fluctuation struck from the sky.

Under the interference of that terrifying energy, the vision of the prince of Changling directly collapsed, turning into a cloud of light dust, and those disciples looked up, only to see a moment of huge stars falling from the sky, rubbing the atmosphere at high speed, burning brilliant firelight, and half of the sky was dyed red.

"No...... Oh no, this is a collision of two ancient stars, and most of the world will be destroyed!"

"The end is coming, the end is coming. ”

"This is a catastrophe on earth, and I don't know what mistakes we have made, and God will punish us like this. ”

There were many disciples who sighed sadly, and their tones were full of despair.

However, in this gloomy cloud, there is also a strange thing, that is a weak disciple who looks quite thoughtful, dressed in white, with a kind smile on his face, and carrying a bronze long sword.

In this desperate wail, the man's long sword brother actually walked to the side of a female disciple and knelt down to confess: "Yang Hui, I have liked you for a long time!"

The woman's appearance is very stunning, and among the female disciples of the entire Immortal Feather God Dynasty, she is also very outstanding, and there are many male disciples who worship under her pomegranate skirt.

In contrast, this smiling long sword brother is not as good as him in terms of appearance or cultivation, and such a scene, if it is placed in normal times, it will definitely cause a burst of laughter.

But now, the end is coming, the shadow of death is hanging over everyone's head, where is there time to pay attention to the love and love of the two of them?

Everyone's eyes only stayed on them for a short time, and then quickly moved their anxious gaze to the meteorite in the sky. Among these people, there is a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome spirit, and a very elegant temperament.

He is the second senior brother of the Immortal Feather Divine Dynasty, whether it is strength or reputation, he is closely followed by Changling and Youqin, and he is the dream lover of many female disciples, and the woman named Yang Hui who was confessed is naturally no exception.

Yang Hui is very outstanding, usually, the second senior brother is naturally happy to play with her ambiguously, but now, hehe, what about being beautiful, won't it be a ball of ashes in a few minutes?

The indifference and neglect of the second senior brother were diametrically opposed to the usual gentleness and elegance, Yang Hui's heart trembled, her eyes were full of disappointment, and she turned her gaze to the junior brother kneeling in front of her.

His appearance is ordinary, and his qualifications are also middle and low, but in this sky full of fireworks and yellow sand, his eyes are always so sincere, as if the end is in his eyes, and he is not as good as his own smile.

At that moment, Yang Hui was touched, covered his mouth, nodded with tears, Brother Changjian was overjoyed, and hugged the beautiful Yang Hui into his arms, behind them, there was a huge meteorite, about to crash into the planet......

At the same time, Prince Changling also woke up, and he looked up at the sky in despair, his eyes full of fear and worry.

At this moment, four incomparably powerful breaths rose from the depths of the Immortal Feather Imperial City, and the strong coercion walked out, and it turned out to be the powerhouses of the Four Emperor Realms who appeared.

Many disciples of the Immortal Feather Divine Dynasty knew for the first time that there was still an ancestor of the Emperor Realm in the original sect, and they all showed hopeful eyes, and they rushed to tell each other, tears of joy flowed from their eyes.

The Four Emperors rose to the sky, bringing out a long wave of qi behind them, roaring like a dragon, and they rushed towards the meteorite in the sky with great fearlessness.

"Roar!"

The four angry shouts converged into one stream, and the sound waves containing terrifying energy spread out, and the space was shaken out one after another, spreading out.

"The Ancestor is mighty, I am saved. ”

"I didn't expect that my Immortal Feather God Dynasty still had such a background, and I didn't have to worry about it. ”

Everyone's hearts settled down a lot, and at this time, they recalled that it seemed that there was just a boy who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth, and he was confessing to the goddess Yang Hui.

Many people refocused their eyes on Brother Long Sword and Yang Hui, and their eyes revealed strangeness.

The second senior brother also floated out, with a calm and confident smile on his face, and walked to Yang Hui's side, the cloud was light and light, and he squeezed the long sword brother away with great skill, he looked at Yang Hui with a smile on his face and said, "Senior sister was disturbed just now. ”

Yang Hui's face turned red, he glanced at Brother Changjian guiltily, and then replied to the second senior brother with a blushing face: "Yang Hui is fine, thank you for your concern." ”

Brother Changjian had a bitter smile on his face, and on the side of the helpless battle, the second senior brother caught a glimpse of Yang Hui with his spare eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a sneer: Boy, if you want to rob a woman with me, you are still eight lives away.

But suddenly, at this time, the battle situation in the sky changed abruptly again, and the four emperors fought for their lives, and the bright light converged into a dazzling pop, striking the sky, wanting to destroy the meteorite.

But the Four Emperors hadn't really approached the meteorite, and the huge air pressure and high temperature burned the four of them into a pile of ashes, to be precise, there were no ashes left.

Everyone's short-term joy was interrupted, and everyone fell into despair again, the four Emperor Realm Ancestors, Burning Shou Yuan, couldn't stop this fallen star, they had no hope at all.

"No, it can't be, I haven't grown up yet, I can't just die like this. Changling messed with his shawl and roared wildly, he didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die.

The second senior brother also grew his mouth, seeing that the meteorite was getting closer and closer, endless fear surged into his heart, he instinctively grabbed Yang Hui beside him, pushed it forward, and blocked it in front of him.

A tear of despair slipped from the corner of Yang Hui's eye......

Everyone sat on the ground in a gloomy manner, crying bitterly, but at this time, behind them, a figure was getting hotter and hotter, it was Chu Ling, and the golden armor on his body burst out with brilliant light, like a shrunken star in a moment.

At that moment, Chu Ling was like a god of war who had fallen into the world, his fighting intent swept the heavens and the earth, locking the falling meteor, his arms turned into a green dragon, roared, and tightly bit the quaint Fang Tian painting halberd, slowly raised it, and the tip of the halberd pointed straight at the sky.

Everywhere the battle passed, he bowed his head to the sky!!