Leaving this sentence behind, Pixiu stepped across the void, and every foot was a spatial agitation, rushing towards the direction of the imperial capital...... The roar spread throughout the sky, and perhaps, Zuo Lingyue somewhere in the army would look back, but all this could not stop his heart.

Zhang Xiaohan clasped his hands tightly in front of his chest, facing the cliff wind, and the strong wind on the river raised his long wine-white hair.

The band on his forehead was blown away by the strong wind, and the blue phoenix pattern with wings spread faintly glowed......

Why? Why did he have so many people to bear the pain of despair? Is it just that it is not recognized? God? This is ridiculous!

The cries of women and children in my ears continued, and the terrible sound of the wind poured into the clouds of terror.

Perhaps, as Pixiu said, this Junlingjiang may not be able to accommodate the concerns of so many people......

The soul-shattering roar of the beast fell, the golden light tilted to illuminate the entire sacred mountain, and the giant beast surrounded the golden divine pattern swooped down, the momentum of King's Landing!

"Zuo Lingyue! Come out! What are you doing!? Lu Li drove Pixiu and scolded the temple on his back. Tonight, there is not a single light in the temple! The huge sacred mountain is quiet!

"Zuo Lingyue! You come out for me! What the hell are you thinking? Zuo Lingyue led hundreds of thousands of people to the expedition, how many people of Nancang will suffer! Are you indifferent? ”

This usually stubborn son actually openly challenged the Great Elder who could be compared to the royal power at this moment!

No one answered Lu Li's voice, which made Lu Li a little annoyed. Pixiu under him roared towards the temple, and the majestic spatial waves swept the golden wind and shook the entire sacred mountain, and thousands of acres of forests turned over golden waves.

"If you don't come out again, I'll destroy your Nancang Temple!"

In the temple, there was no candle light, Zuo Lingyue dispersed all the attendants, and he stood on the dark altar for a long time. Holding the scepter representing power in his hand, the pillar stood for a long time, and the scolding voices of Lu Li and Pixiu kept coming. But none of this made him change in the slightest.

"Nancang for thousands of years, I can't adapt to this world without you!"

Zuo Lingyue raised his head, a hideous lightning flashed outside the temple, and the miserable white electric light illuminated the temple in an instant, just that moment, fleeting, Zuo Lingyue's face was full of tears.

Bang!

A huge bombardment sound was heard, and Pixiu launched an attack on the temple, and the golden veins on the temple flowed in the sky, converging into a majestic golden shield.

"The lost seek the phantom of the departed......" he murmured softly, not knowing to whom, but every note was full of sorrow.

"Zuo Lingyue! This doesn't want to stop me! Today, if you don't give an explanation, level your sacred mountain! The eight golden wings slowly spread out behind Lu Li, and they converged like phantoms, and the peerless phoenix wings loomed in the change.

The lead cloud tore apart, and the terrible lightning tore down, and suddenly the golden flames ignited the sky, burning the sky into thousands of golden fire holes! Every fire cave is full of phoenix roars! Thousands of phoenixes are intertwined into the most majestic sound in the world!

At that moment, countless golden phoenixes poked their heads, and hundreds of millions of golden phoenixes above the sky swooped down with a phoenix roar! Rolling up the golden flames, swoop down on the sacred mountain!

"Xi, did you see that? The Heavenly Phoenix has fallen, that was the first magic you taught me! His body was illuminated by the light of the world-destroying fire outside the temple, but there was a smile on his tear-stained face, and he looked up at the light in the air that he didn't know when it rose, and the azure light slowly rose from the prism on his chest......

He didn't care about the world-destroying fire behind him, staring at the star gravel that was quietly suspended on the temple, and the crystal edges of the star gravel refracted a faint glimmer. Zuo Lingyue's gaze was extremely profound, at this moment, he was the Great Elder who controlled the fate of the world.

He's waiting for an opportunity, that good time!

When the dawn breaks, everything will do as I will!

The mountain road was rugged, and the blue weeds on the muddy road were poured into the muddy water and trampled by countless people. Zhang Xiaohan stepped into the mud with one foot and one shallow foot, and his hurried footsteps made his white Shengxue's clothes filthy, and his pretty face and even the roots of his hair were stained with muddy water.

If he was a holy swan in the imperial capital, then it is not an exaggeration to say that he was an ugly duckling at this time. The all-night pursuit made his anxious eyes look tired, and he was even more reluctant to step on this muddy mountain road.

Zhang Xiaohan had no time to take care of his rapid breathing, whether he was the god son who brought Nancang a godsend, he had to go and meet that cold man in person now!

The dawn had not yet opened, and all around him was gray, and he could only discern the direction by the traces of the army's trodden. The thunder continued in the sky, and from time to time branch-like lightning slashed, illuminating Zhang Xiaohan's panicked face pale.

He was shivering, shivering with cold and fear, but he couldn't hear the wails of the hundreds of thousands of people in Nancang! When everyone is mourning, he thinks that he has a chance to save everything!

Yes......

Yes!

Never fall!

He can still stop Zuo Lingyue!

Pixiu, Lu Li, everyone is still working hard!

With a snort, Zhang Xiaohan stepped into waist-deep muddy water, and his whole body was planted in the turbid sewage. The earthy yellow muddy water soaked the white clothes, and the soft hair that looked like fire was even more filthy, and the sewage flowed sideways.

Zhang Xiaohan wiped the cement on his face, and suddenly there was a slight vibration on the ground under his chest, and then the firelight lit up the sky. Zhang Xiaohan raised his head suddenly, his hair dripping with dark yellow muddy water.

It wasn't dawn, it was a thousand streams of fire rushing into the sky! Like the rain of arrows they encountered that day, they swooped down in an arc at the top of the sky! Thousands of flints fell below the horizon without a break, but more flames rose! The explosion lit up the horizon, and even from afar, he could feel the terrifying movement!

That's a flint attack! The war has begun!

"How could it be ......" Zhang Xiaohan looked at that scene blankly, his body softened, and the jade foot who had originally stood up knelt down again, splashing waist-high muddy water.

Dozens of miles away, on a snow-white horse, the handsome warrior with a spear in his hand stared indifferently at the fire in the sky that illuminated his pupils.

"Report to the king! The Northern Desolate Wolf Army has laid an ambush in my southern cang! "Under the horse, the bloodied warrior knelt on one knee.

This sudden change made him frown, just like a glacier, and the red-blooded woman behind him was also frowning when she looked at the sky-filled fire.

This is Princess Mimi from Xinyue Kingdom, Xinyue Kingdom was attacked by the Northern Wild Wolf Army to the point of exhaustion, Princess Mimi rode a horse overnight to Nancang Emperor to seek Zuo Lingyue's reinforcements, and Zuo Lingyue took into account the old feelings, and did not hesitate to wave his army on the night of the North Moon Wolf! But he didn't expect that the chess was bad, and the Northern Wolf Army actually went deep into the South Cangbu to lay heavy troops.