My eyes were bloodshot, because I was sorry for the tens of thousands of Long Jiajun. That iron-clad man. The current Long Tian is still too weak to support the Long Family Army.

"Young Master Long, these more than 100 soldiers of the Long Family Army will be handed over to you, the old man is desperate to fight a bloody way for you, they have followed me for most of their lives, they are all my brothers, I hope you can treat them well." Ling Hu Fengyang looked at this young man with a pair of old eyes, but the young man's eyes made Ling Hu Fengyang see the shadow of the mighty general who could fight for all the soldiers of the Long Family Army alone.

"The wind blows seniors. Long Tian wanted to say something, his hand felt a burst of warmth, a pure power melted into Long Tian's body, a ball of essence hovered in Long Tian's dantian, a pair of old hands held Long Tian's hand strongly, the kind of bloodshot face, showing a smile.

"Young Master Long, this is the Wind Spirit, which is condensed by the spirit of my Linghu Fengyang, if one day you meet my little Linghu Yun and hand it over to him, if you think that this Wind Spirit has an effect on yourself, you can also refine it yourself. The voice was very calm, and his heart was very peaceful, so that Fox Fengyang's eyes locked on the door of the Wind Yang Pavilion, and the disturbing hissing sound of the Dementor skeleton echoed in his ears.

"General Fengshen, take us with you, swear to follow!" "Under the blood of more than a hundred soldiers is the man's blood, a spear with a handle is cold, that is a kind of arrogance that is beyond life and death, the Long family army, would rather die in battle than be a deserter, even if it is not defeated, you have to show your sword.

"Brothers, then let's fight again vigorously, we are brothers in this life, and we are still brothers in the next life. Ling Fox Feng raised the blend of blood and tears, waved the blood-stained robe fiercely, and gave a vigorous and powerful order: "The battle wind is raised!

More than 100 soldiers joined hands, and resolutely gathered to form a blue light barrier, illuminating the entire Fengyang Pavilion.

"Kill!"

A blue light shot out of the Wind Pavilion with a fierce wind, and a spear followed, and more than a hundred soldiers turned into a spear, directly towards the huge skull in the sky, which would be an incomparably tragic battle.

At this time, Long Tian was stunned by the two psychic men who guarded the Feng Yang Pavilion under the premise of making Fox Fengyang stunned with a palm, and they were originally psychic, but they could hide their breath, hide in the dark, hide Long Tian's body, and lurk and escape.

A few minutes later, a blue light cut in the northern sky, and an afterimage disappeared into the sky. Ling Hu Fengyang also showed a relieved smile at this moment, the fighting spirit was stronger, and between life and death, he saw the quality of an army, a city, the blood of thousands of soldiers, and the wisps of soul that lost his life, just to protect the soul of an army, how tragic.

The battle is not over, the escape has just begun.

The more than 100 people who can fight to the end are all elites, all of them have extremely strong strength, one by one frowning, killing red eyes, wrapped with blue light, in the confrontation, only to see, under the gun, one by one puppets turned into black rays and disappeared into the sky. From time to time, there are also blue light warriors who close their eyes forever in battle, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

"Quack...... You're all going to be puppets. The figure of the dementor skeleton emerged, a fan fanned, and his body directly turned into a black bat, quickly wriggling, and bursting out at an extremely alarming speed.

This phantom bat, which is only transformed from the origin of the dementor skeleton, is extremely weird, without the slightest wind and fluctuation at all, it just makes people feel the call of the demon in their hearts, and their hearts are panicked!

One by one, the phantom bats opened their small mouths, revealing their sharp teeth, and took a bite on the necks of the soldiers of the Long Family, which directly turned into a burst of black light, followed the two small holes, and melted into the soldiers' bodies. Suddenly, the blood-red eyes were surging with black light, which was suppressed and turned into a puppet.

The speed of the bat shadow attack was extremely fast, more than a hundred soldiers were frozen in mid-air in an instant, no one was spared, even Ling Hu Fengyang was stabbed by this shadow, even if he had a strong spiritual power, overwhelmingly surging out of his body, but it was useless, the soul entered the body, and the puppet was fixed.

I saw a man in mid-air, a man with a fierce fighting wind, and above this man's face, there was no such strong arrogance, and he was lifeless.

"Hahaha! Long Jiajun, you will become my trump card puppet, and this Fengyang City will be in charge of my Soul Skeleton. "The black light that fills the sky, that gloomy face, the figure standing on the top of the Wind Yang Pavilion is no longer the Ling Fox Wind Yang before.

"Dragon Spirit Immortal, you will belong to me in the future, let you go now. Flipping the fan, the pair of black eyes narrowed into a line, and stayed in the direction of the blue light to escape. Behind him was an army of thousands of puppets, and the most elite was the Long Family Army. The whole city was blown by the wind, the black light swayed, and a living city turned into a lifeless dead city in one day.

"Bing'er, it seems that grandpa has to do something, and the survival of the Liu family is also in an instant. "In the depths of the Willow Mansion in the Imperial City of the Yellow Heaven Empire, those chaotic eyes suddenly opened. The Leng family's claws have been immersed in it for more than ten years, and now his minions are sharp, which is chilling, making some family bosses like the Sword Vein Ancestor unable to sit still. After all, this is about the survival of the entire family and tens of millions of lives.

"Grandpa!" Bing'er, who was making tea for the Sword Vein Ancestor, frowned at the crescent-like eyebrows, and looked at the Sword Vein Ancestor with a pair of clear eyes.

I saw the Sword Vein Ancestor take the tea and take a sip: "This tea is really bitter." ”

Her eyes stayed on Bing'er's cheeks, this slim girl, with a worried look on her face. Although she is only a woman, she also understands how important it is for the survival of a family, and sometimes, a large family is swallowed up by an even more powerful family overnight, and this kind of thing is a common occurrence on this continent. Everything, strength is respected.

"Bing'er, take this chess piece to Dong'ashan. I know you want to go to this place too, so go for it. The old face smiled kindly, and a white jade chess piece appeared in his palm, crystal clear, faintly exuding a strange light.

"Grandpa!" Bing'er blinked and bit her lip.

"Bing'er, you have to leave and let grandpa hug you. "The Sword Vein Ancestor opened her arms, Bing'er snuggled in the arms of the Sword Vein Ancestor, she had been lying in her grandfather's arms since she was a child, and she was very warm. I saw a burst of golden light in the hand of the Sword Vein Ancestor, stroking Bing'er's head, and a strange energy entered Bing'er's mind, "Bing'er, the Liu family will rely on you in the future." ”

At this moment, Bing'er was lying in the arms of the Sword Vein Ancestor and fell unconscious, and her old face was unusually solemn