Ying Yi lowered his head and was about to retreat, when he suddenly thought of something, he lowered his head and said: "Master, an hour ago, Tianning City suddenly flooded into a large number of unidentified powerhouses, suspected to be related to the Tianluo Temple. ”

Zi Yunchen's body was full of aura, like a peerless sword unsheathed, revealing a sharp and unparalleled light: "Since they dare to come, this king dares to let them have no return." Chuan Yanxu! ”

……

After Luo Qingyin stepped out of the Purple Mansion, he immediately flew towards the Jiutou River in the wind.

She didn't deliberately hide her identity anymore, a soft hair that was born not long ago flew in the evening breeze, her lips were scarlet, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and her smile was beautiful, like a fairy in the wind.

Zhan Fengzi looked at her hair enviously and sighed: "It's so beautiful!" With the same hair growth technique, why is mine like withered grass and hers like an inky waterfall? ”

Shang Jin put his fist to his lips and coughed lowly: "It can only be said that no matter how fat the grassland is, there are thin horses." ”

Zhan Fengzi paused: "Do you want to fight?" ”

Luo Qingyin stroked his forehead helplessly, is it really the cutest Zhan Fengzi who has been poisoned by the soul?

Thinking of the days when she only wiped her sword and didn't fight every day, Luo Qingyin inexplicably felt a trace of nostalgia.

At this time, Ren Xian and Zhan Chuan were being searched, and Luo Qingyin hurriedly dispelled Zhan Fengzi's thoughts of infighting, "You have to stop the civil war and unite against ...... Someone! ”

As soon as the words fell, Ren Xian quietly emerged from the Jiutou River: "Sure enough, it is worthy of Fairy Luo, so sharp." ”

Luo Qingyin looked him up and down.

It was still the robe with a crescent moon trimmed with purple edges, but the camouflage on his face had been removed, and he was no longer Zi Yunchen's appearance, but had returned to his original appearance.

Suddenly, Luo Qingyin was a little vigilant and asked, "...... in the Qionghua Forest?" ”

Ren Xian's eyes flickered: "Qionghua Fairy." ”

Luo Qingyin's face was black, and he asked again, "What else?" ”

Ren Xian laughed loudly: "Three of a kind, touch!" ”

The code is on the right.

Luo Qingyin's expression eased a little, and asked, "What's the situation?" ”

Carrying the Xuanqi steam to dry his clothes, Ren Xian's face showed a little embarrassment: "Luo Xue and Zhan Chuan went in two other directions in order to lure away the pursuers. ”

Luo Qingyin immediately decided: "Which direction?" Walk. ”

The five of them set off again.

But as soon as he took a step, Luo Qingyin felt a subtle, but shocking coercion.

She paused in her footsteps.

Someone is here again!

And it's an extraordinary powerhouse!

Hiding their bodies in the rocks by the river as fast as they could, the five of them pasted ten eight breath charms on their bodies, holding their breath and concentrating, looking in the direction where the coercion was coming.

A strong man in a black robe and hood stepped into the air from the other side of the Jiutou River, his body as ethereal as a cloud, almost merging with the inky darkness before dawn.

Then, another strong man in a black robe and hood appeared in the same direction.

Later, there was a third place, a fourth place.

There are three strong men, and it seems that at least there is a martial emperor cultivation.

At the back are two columns of guards who are at least Wuhou Xiuwei, neatly spreading their Xuan Qi wings, looking at a glance, like crows flying neatly.

The five of them glanced at each other, and their eyes showed a little surprise.

It is said that the cultivation of the Great Yan Divine Dynasty is generally one realm higher than that of the Central Domain, but they have encountered so many Martial Emperors in a short period of time, which is simply three realms higher than the Central Domain.

Luo Qingyin sent a message to Ren Xian and asked, "Is this the person who is chasing you?" ”

Ren Xian slowly shook his head: "No." ”

Mao Dun Literature