Obviously, the White Dragon True Monarch has already recognized the identity of Bing'er, and suspects that it has something to do with the Demon Mountain, the three True Monarchs under the Moon God and the sea of cultivators on the scene are not difficult to imagine how strong their strength is, if they want to get out of here safely, they can't, and they can see that the six of them have become swords and fish. The demon mountain has not yet made a move with the moon god and his side will face a huge threat from the moon god, and the demon mountain is also eyeing the tiger, once it starts, it will be a lose-lose situation, not to mention that the demon mountain and others are just such an opportunity. Yang Chen unexpectedly found himself in an extremely strange position, as if he was standing in the middle of the rocker suppressed by the two major forces, his seemingly small self would affect the battle situation between the two sides, and the huge danger he felt urgently was like a giant beast lurking under the ice was gathering momentum, and it seemed that the atmosphere in the air was also tense at this time, full of anxious and fiery feelings.

Ye Banmei, the night is silent, Jin Tiesheng and the three of them have only known how vast the Moon Star Domain is since they came to this black and lifeless planet after the destruction of the Dragon Dynasty Planet, such as the Jiuding Sect is like a big tree in the vast forest, and immortal cultivators like them are like a drop of water in the ocean, and the huge shock makes them feel powerless and makes them completely convinced. At this time, they suddenly found themselves standing on the opposite side of this force, and the pressure in their hearts was like a mountain pressing heavily on it, and the feeling of powerlessness and frustration all came to their hearts for a while. Even such a bold man as Night Wuxian became pale, and his heart was as cold as the ice and snow in the cold winter. His hand reached into his bosom to take out the weapon, but he did not take it out for a long time, as if his hand had been bitten by a snake and could not be pulled out.

Jin Tiesheng's eyes secretly looked ahead, and found that more than twenty dragoon Yuanzi were also looking here, their eyes were as cold as cold, sharp as knives, and they felt that just this look could kill them. His steel fan was already in his hand, but he felt that the steel fan at this time seemed to be a little lighter and less than it used to be.

Yang Chen's mind was calm, he hadn't thought about such a situation, once he started, it would be a life-and-death struggle, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly. It's just that there is no death in the night, Ye Banmei and Jin Tiesheng are a little unhappy. After a glance, it was obvious that the three of them were a little nervous, and they didn't know what they were thinking in a trance? The Nine Heavens Spirit Pagoda in the spiritual sea slowly swirled, and as long as the divine consciousness was summoned, it would be able to conjure up, and it should be able to keep them safe. Raising his head and staring at the figure looking up at the starry sky in front of him, the bloodthirstiness and coldness of the White Dragon True Monarch were like silent flying snow at this time, making people feel frightened, and maybe they would tremble unconsciously.

It's just that at this moment, everyone seems to have gone through a long mental journey, fear, throbbing, resentment, rage, despair, like intertwined vines wrapped around the heart, feeling nameless heaviness and depression.

"Although the Demon Mountain is evil, it does not mean that all spirit beasts are evil, just like those blood-related partners who have established a contract with cultivators, they have given many people confidence and joy. Even if you encounter danger, your fellow disciples and brothers may abandon you, but spirit animals will not. They just left because they didn't want to see the bloody slaughter between their own clan and the cultivators, instead of throwing themselves into the Demon Mountain. The Demon Mountain Gu Technique is mysterious, even if we can't crack it, let alone them of the same clan?" Suddenly, Bing'er stood up and said this shocking word, her voice was like a glimmer of warm sun in the ice and snow penetrating through everyone's hearts, like a hole in the thick clouds to give people hope.

The wind blows, the skirt moves with the wind, and Bing'er looks fluttering like a fairy, like a Nine Heavens Xuannu stunning the world. The night was silent, Ye Banmei, and Jin Tiesheng were all stunned, and the courage to stand up resolutely in such a situation was already amazing to them, and the sense of fear was actually reduced a lot at this time, just like the melting of ice and snow.

Bailong Zhenjun's slightly frowning brows suddenly stretched, and the melancholy in his eyes disappeared, as if pulling him back from the distant time and space. The anger on his face is like a spring breeze blowing away, and the winter snow is gradually passing away. He turned his head and looked at Bing'er who was standing pretty, with a look of curiosity on his face. "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm a waiter under the seat of the wind god, this time I passed by and saw an old man, so I came in to take a look, but I didn't expect the true monarch to be welcome!" Bing'er is as delicate as a flower, and her smile is like the warm sun in winter, which makes people's hearts stir. A faint smile appeared on Bailong Zhenjun's face, and his handsome face added a bit of heroism, but he still couldn't change the feeling of coldness, "Oh, I heard that some time ago, the Wind God was a guest in the Demon Mountain, and he left soon after, so it really didn't form an alliance. Bailong Zhenjun's eyes swept towards Ye Banmei, Ye Wuxian and the others intentionally or unintentionally, and then his eyes suddenly stopped on Yang Chen, and his smile froze there like a glacier, which was clearly a kind of horror.

"You, why are you here?" White Dragon True Monarch's face changed instantly, and a layer of frost suddenly appeared, and a powerful and cold coercion suddenly spread to the surroundings, Qinglong Zhenjun and Huanglong Zhenjun first felt the hidden killing intent, they had never seen White Dragon Zhenjun appear in such a situation, and looked at Bailong Zhenjun with a gloomy face in surprise. Following the eyes of the White Dragon True Monarch, the figure hidden behind Ye Wuxian appeared in their eyes. Suddenly, a sense of familiarity appeared in my mind, like looking at something inside through a crystal, and it became clearer and clearer as we approached.

"Divine Dragon Hanging Island!" the two of them had this surprise in their minds at the same time.

"You are Yang Chen of the Divine Dragon Hanging Island, right? I heard that you are still the Holy Lord of the Divine Dragon Gate?" The voice of the White Dragon True Monarch was as cold and stiff as if it had popped out of between his teeth. Yang Chen stood up slowly and looked at him coldly and arrogantly, "Legend has it that the White Dragon True Monarch is second only to the Moon God, and it is true, my suppressive cultivation cannot escape your eyes, and I admire it." As he spoke, Yang Chen's momentum skyrocketed, like a volcanic eruption surging with a powerful aura, and the coercion slowly surged away with the surge of momentum, and the coercion of the White Dragon True Monarch was quietly suppressed.

The location of Jiuding Gate is like a strong wind blowing through the weak willows, and all those who are familiar with Yang Chen are stirring, as if Yang Chen has become completely different from their memories over the years, a little more mature, a little more stable, and a little more majestic. And his majestic momentum is like a mountain standing, the ocean is surging, and the mountain roaring and tsunami makes people feel afraid and confused. Sikong Mingyue's heart was like a calm lake falling into a boulder and stirring up huge waves, is this the star vein inheritor of Jiuding Gate? It became extremely powerful, even the White Dragon True Monarch was afraid, could the star vein inheritance be above the true monarch? He was confused, and looked at the qi in front of him in a wistful manner. Sikong Yue's delicate body was like an elixir, standing like a pine tree with proud snow, her eyes were staring in one direction, there seemed to be only one figure there, handsome and elegant, calm, as if she was calling in her heart, "Yang Chen, are you finally back?" After a while, she coughed again, her face was as red as a red fruit under the sun, and she was so red that she seemed to be dripping blood.

Painting Tiancheng, the night is silent, Ye Banmei, and Jin Tiesheng also stood up, their eyes were full of determination and determination, they knew that a vicious battle was imminent. Eight dragoon Yuanzi dressed in white robes walked side by side and stood in front of the White Dragon True Monarch, neatly aligned as if they were one person. Their eyes were cold, like bloodthirsty killers, or rather, a vicious wolf waiting to be preyed, and the hidden edge was like the claws of a vicious wolf.

Qinglong Zhenjun, Huanglong Zhenjun's eyes were surprised, even they didn't know what kind of cultivation Bailong Zhenjun had reached, he wouldn't take it lightly unless he had to, the dragon riding Yuanzi was their hidden means, if it wasn't for the demon mountain's big attack, they wouldn't have used the dragon riding Yuanzi, I didn't expect the White Dragon Zhenjun to use the dragon riding Yuanzi at this time, could Yang Chen be so powerful? How dare they slack off, and the sixteen dragon riding Yuanzi in cyan robes and yellow robes also stepped forward and distributed in front of them.

There was a dead silence all around, like an empty mountain night. A crystal light lit up from the center of Yang Chen's eyebrows, and in a flash, a huge tower appeared in front of him, and then twelve figures walked out of the giant tower. "Little squirrel, why are you asleep again?" Liu Bao was only focused on the body of the white-eared red squirrel, and appeared in front of the Nine Heavens Spirit Pagoda with everyone. "Xiaobao, don't make trouble. Cen Ying whispered. "Oh!" Liu Bao raised his head in agreement, his eyes flickered like stars in the night sky, and suddenly he was stunned when he saw the crowd like mountains and seas. "This, so many people?" Then he grabbed Cen Ying's arm violently and asked in a low voice, "Sister, sister, he, who are they?" "Listen to the Holy Lord, you will know later." Cen Ying still had a bright smile, what could she say to this child!