Bacang and Han Xue, the former king of the demon clan in Jing'an Continent and his favorite concubine, even after experiencing countless divisions and bloody winds, finally sought a complete rebirth after death.

Han Jing has been looking forward to such a reunion!

Before Bacang and Han Xue left the Immortal Emperor Dojo and were about to enter this new world, they had asked Han Jing to help them preserve their memories, because they both cared about their daughter Biluo.

Now, have the memories of Bacang and Hanxue been restored? Or have they always existed, or have they not awakened for some reason?

And Biluo......

Han Jing has been looking for it, but whether it is the blood qi or the induction, he has never found Biluo!

At this moment, when he heard Ba Cang's oath, Han Xue's pale face was full of tears, and he stretched out his hand to block Ba Cang's lips: "Don't say that...... Don't ......"

Grabbing her hand, Ba Cang's eyes were full of resolute light years: "Don't be afraid!"

Now they all look fourteen or fifteen years old, and Bacang is a little mature, looking a little eighteen or nineteen years old. But his character also seems to have reached a mature high point.

Standing up, he began to move the rocks around him, clumsy in motion, and it was clear that he was not lightly injured.

But he was very persistent and kept trying, and although there was blood on his arm, he continued to move the rocks, and finally after vacating a clearing, he began to dig with his hands: "Let's bury everyone first...... Temporarily...... Only then, we can't take them away......"

His hands have turned into tiger claws, and it can be seen that his origin is a fierce tiger, but because of his age and strength, in the continuous excavation, these hands are also drenched in blood!

"Ba Cang, don't ...... like this"

On the other hand, it was Han Xue who stepped forward and hugged Ba Cang's thick arm: "You can't continue to use your origin soul power, you will also die, you will die......"

"I just want to give Uncle a final home, even if it's temporary, I can't let them be soaked in the wind and rain here after all!"

......

Han Jing slowly fell, he was in the hidden enchantment, he quietly looked at Yiqi not far away, and soon he determined that Ba Cang was seriously injured, and if he continued to overdraw his soul power, it was estimated that he would die of complete exhaustion in the near future.

He could not sit idly by and ignore this.

Because Bacang is his predecessor in the Immortal Emperor Dojo, he is also a relative, and he is Huo Wu's father.

But before he could help the pair of underworld boys, his brows were already slightly furrowed, and he looked at the sky outside the canyon.

Someone's coming!

Or maybe it's the warrior of the underworld!

I saw that these underworld martial artists were about the level of the Nine Yang Realm and the Gathering Star Realm, and there were quite a few of them. In addition, these guys are different from Terran warriors, they all have one or more pairs of wings behind them......

"Wings!"

"Oh no, it's them!

Hearing the sound of whirring outside the canyon, Bacang stopped his movements, and his face suddenly became solemn to the extreme. The eyes of Han Xue beside him were full of despair, and his weak body was already trembling.

It can be seen that these bird-like creatures that suddenly appeared are their enemies.

After just a dozen breaths, the fellows spun around like doves under the leader's lead, and then surrounded the center of the canyon in cascades.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that there were two little remnants of the Water Department and the Beast Department here!"

One of the burly men, who was covered with feathers except for his head, upper chest and calves, determined something, flapped a pair of wings and spun around, and let out a wild laugh: "Look at those who died, it seems that they have fought to protect these two boys, I think their status is not low, hahaha......"

"Okay, good!

Hearing this, a guy who looked like a leader smiled faintly, and the cold light in his eyes was undisguised: "It's okay to kill!"

"Yes!"

"Hahaha...... They're mine!"

"That girl is Lao Tzu!"

After receiving the order, more than a dozen warriors immediately leaped downward, and one by one rushed towards the two teenagers like tigers descending from the mountain.

Two of them, feeling that they were slightly behind, spread their wings in a long howl, trying to get faster than their companions in order to take the two teenagers for some credit.

"Tyranny ......"

Facing the winged warriors who rushed from all directions, Han Xue didn't know when he held a short sword in his hand, like a praying mantis facing a fierce beast.

Hearing this voice, Bacang protected Han Xue with one arm, clenched the long sword in the other hand, and an unyielding flame burned in his desperate eyes: "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Such a flame was his fighting spirit, his indomitable and resolute, but it was also his last despair, which was neither in strength nor in numbers, they had no chance of winning.

It was only a matter of time before he was captured alive or killed.

Even the surging impact brought by the fastest warrior alone had already broken the rock under Ba Cang's feet and began to collapse towards the rear.

In the collapse, Ba Cang's body was cut in countless places, and blood was like mist.

It's close!

It's closer......

"You're dead...... Facing a powerful opponent who was getting closer and closer, Bacang finally roared, and the long sword stabbed straight out.

This sword is only the level of the Yang Reality Realm.

If nothing else, his sword would not be able to break through the opponent's own defensive soul power at all, let alone hurt the opponent in the slightest.

But only a moment later, a muffled sound came.

"Poof......

"Wow......"

The sound of something piercing the flesh, and the sound of someone squirting out a mouthful of blood.

Ba Cang was shocked, and he suddenly raised his head after the sword was shot, and saw a hideous and distorted face - the first warrior to kill himself and Han Xue had already been pierced by something in his chest, and in the eyes of this warrior, his eyes began to dilute.

"Who saved us?"

"Who is it?"

"Which senior is it?"

So in Ba Cang's heart, at this moment, there were endless terrifying waves, and before the ecstasy could be overflowing, he heard a crisp birdsong.

"Autumn Autumn ......"

Hearing the birdsong, Han Xue, who had already closed his eyes, didn't know why his heart suddenly trembled, and when he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw a big bird grabbing the dying winged warrior and breaking through the air.

"That's ......" Looking at the big bird flying high like lightning, Bacang was shocked: "What a powerful strength!"

And behind him, Han Xue was in a trance for a while, and soon showed a strange smile that did not match her age: "It's him!"

"Who?"

"I remember the big bird, what about you?"