Yangjian, around the Northeast Continent!

In a territory plain, countless heavenly demons flew freely.

The sound of the piano sounded, as if the cao controlled the heavenly demons, the heavenly demons were shrouded, and hundreds of thousands of cultivators were anxious.

"Ahh

"How can it be a Heavenly Demon?"

"Meng Witch, the Eastern God Sect Meng Witch. ”

"Meng Witch?"

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There was a lot of fear all around, and one by one the Heavenly Demons swooped down, heading straight for hundreds of thousands of cultivators.

And at the top of a mountain peak not far away, there was a woman in white at this moment, wearing a veil, stroking the guqin, and on the guqin, it seemed to shoot out a series of transparent thin lines, connecting countless heavenly demons, commanding the heavenly demons to rush and kill countless cultivators.

Behind the woman in white, there stood a man in a white robe, holding a feather fan in his hand, shaking it gently, and watching the chaos of the battlefield.

The man in the white robe is none other than the commander of the Fourth Legion of Dazhen, Meng Wenruo!

The person who strokes the piano is his sister, Meng Rongrong!

The brother and sister also had a large number of troops behind them, but none of these armies moved, looking at the brother and sister with great admiration.

"Whew!"

Countless Heavenly Demons seemed to appear out of thin air, quickly rushing towards the enemy army on the opposite side.

"Ahh

In the midst of the anxiety, one by one was infiltrated by the heavenly demons, and soon, it was shaped like a sculpture, and it was very frightening. The heavenly demons enter the body, all of them are resisting with their minds, and they dare not move at all, once they move, disturbing their minds, they will turn their backs on the heavenly demons and go crazy.

"Ding!"

The piano stopped.

Meng Wenruo pointed at the feather fan in his hand: "Go, capture them all!"

"Yes!" the soldier behind him replied.

"Little sister, your piano sound is becoming more and more exquisite, the heavenly demons of the Heavenly Demon Realm can be controlled by you?" Meng Wenruo said with a smile.

"Brother, why did you come to me today?The Eastern Territory is expanding outward, and I am in charge of the First Army, aren't you also in charge of the First Road?" Meng Rongrong frowned.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Wenruo's face turned solemn and said, "A distinguished guest is here, he wants to see you!"

"Distinguished guest?" Meng Rongrong raised her eyebrows.

Meng Wenruo nodded.

"I don't want to see him!" Meng Rongrong refused.

Meng Wenruo said bitterly: "Little sister, it's quite uncomfortable for me to be caught between you!

Meng Rongrong's expression was complicated.

After a long while, he said, "Where is he? I'll go see him!"

"In my palace!" Meng Wenruo smiled slightly.

"Hmm!" Meng Rongrong carried the piano on her back and walked towards the palace not far away.

Meng Rongrong stepped into the hall, Meng Wenruo shook the feather fan lightly and sighed slightly.

Instead, Meng Wenruo looked at the battlefield in the distance, the Eastern Divine Cult expanded its territory, and there were countless internal Confucian cultivators, and he was also extremely good at planning, just like Meng Wenruo, who used soldiers to be unpredictable.

And Meng Rongrong is even more of a piano sound, dancing with the heavenly demons, invincible.

When Meng Wenruo looked at the battlefield, in the distance, in a mountain forest, there were two figures standing at this moment.

One dressed in white with a blurred face was a saint.

The other looks like a former enemy, Zhen Xiong!

Zhen Xiong, Yan Chuan's father-in-law in his previous life, but he killed his daughter, and then worshiped the dark ghost Guzi as a teacher, a few years ago, Xianyang pretended to be Yan Chuan, causing Zizi to be injured, Zhen Xiong's two bodies, the body has been killed by Yan Chuan, and in front of him is the body of the queen of refining the same beast.

"Ram, is that woman?" Zhen Xiong said in a deep voice.

The sage ram nodded and said: "Presumably you must be familiar with Da Zhen, Meng Rongrong, there are a lot of entanglements with Yan Chuan, Yan Chuan also cares very much, and even sent a legion commander to protect him." ”

"If you want to use Meng Rongrong to threaten Yan Chuan, you can just go by yourself, with your saint strength, you can take down Meng Rongrong with a flick of your sleeves, why bother?" Zhen Xiong said in a deep voice.

"Meng Rongrong is a disciple of the Eastern Divine Sect after all, if I make a move, Dongfang will not give up if he is undefeated, and secondly, related to Yan Chuan, my Ram family can't touch it, you should understand, I don't want to touch it!"

"You're worried, I'll be fine?" Zhen Xiong said in a deep voice.

"Your ability, I don't know, who let you go like this? Just trick Meng Rongrong out, don't worry, I have already prepared to deal with Yan Chuan, in addition to you, I have also invited other Yan Chuan enemies!"

Zhen Xiong stared at the ram, and finally nodded and said, "It's okay, you can contact the others as soon as possible!"

"They're nearby, look at you!" the ram laughed.

Zhen Xiong nodded.

I saw that Zhen Xiong's body was distorted for a while, and gradually, Zhen Xiong's appearance changed again into Yan Chuan's appearance.

"It's exactly the same, it's exactly the same, it's all the same!" exclaimed the ram.

"Ram!" Yan Chuan snorted coldly.

The ram suddenly tensed his nerves. Then he reacted: "Hahaha, like, no, it's just!"

Yan Chuan nodded, and flew out of the mountain forest with steps, heading towards the battlefield in the distance.

In the distance, Meng Wenruo shook his feather fan, looked at the battlefield, and suddenly saw a figure flying in the distance.

"Stop!" the countless soldiers suddenly shouted.

"Holy King?" Meng Wenruo's eyes widened suddenly.

Turning to look back at the palace behind him. Then he looked at the 'Yan Chuan' flying in the distance again.

"Stop, each doing his own thing!" Meng Wen

If you wave a feather fan.

In the distance, 'Yan Chuan' came close in a blink of an eye.

"I've seen the Holy King!" Meng Wenruo said solemnly.

"Wen Ruo, is Rong Rong here?" said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Saint King later, I'll go and call Rong Rong out!" Meng Wenruo said solemnly.

"Hmm!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Meng Wenruo immediately walked to the palace not far away.

After knocking, Meng Wenruo stepped into the main hall.

In the main hall.

Meng Rongrong was sitting face-to-face with a man, Meng Rongrong's expression was a little complicated, and she looked at the man opposite with some resentment.

The man was not an outsider, it was Yan Chuan. The real Yan Chuan.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Meng Rongrong wondered.

Meng Wenruo smiled slightly and said with a wry smile: "There is a 'Holy King' from outside, saying that he wants to see you!"

"Oh?" Meng Rongrong said blankly.

Zhen Xiong didn't wait long, not far from the entrance of the palace, Meng Wenruo and Meng Rongrong stepped out again.

Seeing Meng Rongrong, Zhen Xiong's face was overjoyed.

"Rong Rong!" 'Yan Chuan' said with a smile.

"Yan Chuan?" Meng Rongrong frowned.

"It's me, are you still angry?" Yan Chuan said gently.

Meng Rongrong did not speak.

"I have something to tell you, come with me!" Yan Chuan took a deep breath and said.

Meng Rongrong shook her head.

"What's wrong?" Yan Chuan frowned.

Meng Rongrong took a deep breath and said, "Is it useful to say so much, what I want, can you give it to me?"

Meng Wenruo looked at her sister curiously.

And in the hall behind him, the real Yan Chuan smiled slightly bitterly, because Yan Chuan understood that Meng Rongrong was saying this to himself.

"Why can't you give it? I'll give you whatever you want!" Yan Chuan said immediately.

Meng Rongrong looked at the 'Yan Chuan' opposite, but sighed slightly.

"Sigh what, don't you believe me?" Yan Chuan frowned.

Meng Rongrong was silent for a while. Meng Wenruo was also silent.

Suddenly, 'Yan Chuan' found that the attitude of the two people in front of him was extremely strange.

"Meng Wenruo, are you going to betray Da Zhen?" 'Yan Chuan' said in a deep voice.

"Never!" Meng Wenruo shook his head.

'Yan Chuan' frowned, but in the hall behind Meng Wenruo, there was a sound of footsteps slowly, and then, a figure stepped out of the hall.

The moment he stepped out of the main hall, the eyes of countless soldiers around him widened.

Yan Chuan: Why is it another one?

In the distance, in the mountains and forests, the ram suddenly exclaimed: "What? Yan Chuan? Why is he here?"

Instead, the ram suddenly rejoiced: "Haha, this is a self-throwing net!"

Zhen Xiong's face also changed: "You, you, you, why are you here?"

"Again, not again, Zhen Xiong, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Yan Chuan's face sank.

"Not good!" When Zhen Xiong's face changed greatly, he turned around and ran.

"Whew!" Yan Chuan's figure rushed out in an instant.

"Ram, save me!" Zhen Xiong shouted into the distance.

In the distance, the ram stepped out, and a huge saint's aura burst out. The powerful aura was suppressed, and the countless soldiers around him suddenly took a few steps back.

As soon as the sage's breath came out, Zhen Xiong's face was overjoyed and he rushed away.

"Hmph!" Yan Chuan snorted coldly.

Surrounded by countless blood mist, he was suddenly surrounded.

"Wow!"

The vast sea of blood unfolded.

In the blink of an eye, it surpassed Zhen Xiong's location.

"Yan Chuan, stop!" the ram shouted, reaching out and grabbing it.

The palm of the saint's hand instantly reached the sky above the sea of blood, and he was about to reach out and rescue Zhen Xiong.

"There's no chance!" Yan Chuan said coldly.

As he spoke, a bronze coffin suddenly floated out of the sea of blood.

"Ku Long!"

A huge suction force slammed Zhen Xiong into it.

"Bang!"

The saint's palm hit the sea of blood, but Zhen Xiong had already disappeared-

Hades, Great Qin City.

"Kuang!"

The bronze coffin of the zombie Yan Chuan's burial in the sky suddenly appeared with Zhen Xiong's figure.

"No, no!" Zhen Xiong looked at the dark environment around him, and immediately knew the situation, and yelled in despair.

Zombie Yan Chuan smiled coldly and said: "I knew today, why bother at the beginning, the same move no longer works!"

There are a group of generals standing around Dazhen, and Zhen Xiong is trapped in them-

Sun.

"Boom!" the ram's palm hit the sea of blood, and the sea of blood churned.

However, the power of this palm was not great, and Yan Chuan didn't care.

Turning his head, the blood-haired Yan Chuan looked coldly at the ram in the sky.

The ram looked at Yan Chuan, and did not make the first move, but shouted: "Everyone, Yan Chuan has arrived, and he still doesn't show up?"

"Buzz!"

Two dazzling pillars of white light descended from the sky.

In the pillar of light, a figure stood on each side, and a breath that was not weaker than a ram emanated, and countless cultivators suddenly retreated one after another.

"Sage Wu Tian, Sage Tianjizi?" Yan Chuan said coldly in his eyes.

The three saints surrounded Yan Chuan in the center.

"Yan Chuan!" Meng Rongrong suddenly showed a worried look, her previous reserve suddenly dissipated, and her eyes were full of panic.