......

All the negative emotions exploded completely.

The impatient Feng Feiyan rushed forward, grabbed him, and said angrily: "Boy, don't cry, what's going on inside, what about my son Chen Mo?"

Yuan Haocang's ears were shattered by this sound, his mind was confused, his eyes flickered, and when he saw it clearly, he saw a beautiful young woman filling his field of vision.

As soon as I saw her, the tragic experience of being robbed by the strange uncle came to mind, and an inexplicable sense of sadness arose, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Feng Feiyan frowned, and her heart suddenly became anxious. She grabbed him by the collar with both hands, and shook and pushed vigorously, like a mad tigress, screaming loudly.

By the way, have you seen Chen Zhengyang?"

Chen, Chen Zhengyang, poor Brother Cang was made to spin around, after glancing at Feng Feiyan, there was infinite melancholy in his eyes, he turned his head suddenly, and two lines of tears burst out of his eyes.

"Let's ......"

Without Feng Feiyan's voice, the entire square suddenly fell completely silent, and the tears fell to the ground, stirring up a faint dust, and soon seeped into the ground, forming a small water stain, which was so desolate.

Brother Cang's tears are like a stream of sorrow. His nose began to turn red, and a watery snot hung on his lips. The lips wanted to be stubbornly closed, but the more they tried to tighten, the more they trembled, and finally they couldn't close at all. His minibus was crumpled into a peach pit as a result. I don't know when, the stubble on the "delicate" face has grown.

Such a look makes the listener sad. Let the viewer cry.

Many of the elders present suddenly had a bad premonition in their hearts.

Concubine Feng's beautiful eyes flickered, frightened and afraid, like a turbulent undercurrent, surging at the bottom of her eyes like a deep pool.

If I'm not mistaken, it was the same back then, and everyone else came out. Brother Zhengyang didn't come out. Now it's like this again, could it be that terrible thing has happened again? Mer ...... Morr, he is ...... after all Followed in the footsteps?

A bleak wind blew, as if it had an inexplicable power, draining all the strength from her body. She suddenly felt so cold, so cold, this familiar cold. Appeared once before eighteen years ago. Now it's up again.

The strength in her hand was finally withdrawn, and with a "click", Brother Cang fell to the ground in one fell swoop. After a slight pause, he sat on the ground like this, and continued to cry again, wiping a handful of tears with a handful of snot: "Mom...... Daddy......"

Why does Chen Mo have such a terrible parent? My brother Cang, Brother Cang......

It doesn't matter if he cries, he cries his father's voice and calls his mother. But it made everyone present, and their hearts hung up again.

This kid must have experienced an extremely horrific scene. Already scared out of the guts. In the ancient ruins of the Holy Abyss, could something big really happen?

Feng Feiyan's feet were empty, and she almost fell soft.

No, no, Brother Zhengyang has already gone, Mo'er is his own flesh and blood, if he has three longs and two shorts, how can he face Brother Zhengyang when he goes to Jiuquan in the future?

Even if he dies, he must save Mo'er.

Feng Lingshuang bit her bloodless lip with her teeth, her phoenix eyes were cold, and she rushed straight towards the caliber.

Suddenly, an invisible sword qi slashed horizontally.

"Poof!"

After a burst of smoke and dust flew, and after the earth and stones flew around, a straight groove line that had been cut out appeared in front of Feng Feiyan's shoe tip impartially, and a dark blue figure appeared in front of the entrance.

A long green silk slowly floated down between the two.

"Get out of the way. ”

Feng Feiyan's voice was indifferent, the blue-white peacock-shaped thunder gang appeared from shallow to deep, and the three-zhang weaving thunder silk was like a butterfly spreading its wings, suddenly rushing outward, and the lightning thunder on the weaving thunder silk lingered, like a snake like a Jiao.

"I read it for the sake of sealing heavy thunder before, and I have shown mercy to my subordinates. Feng Feiyan, if you insist on going your own way again and break the rules, don't blame Zhang for being polite. Zhang Zunyin said coldly, and the hairpin on his head automatically flew down, turning into a Songwen ancient sword and falling into his hand.

"Hum-" The tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and there seemed to be a cold afterglow in the air, splitting one into two. His robe fluttered, his body was like a sword, he was as immobile as a mountain, and the dust and stones followed his breath, reaching straight to the sky!

Looking at this posture, Yuan Haocang's heart trembled, and he crawled towards the former Gongsun Mo. This time is sad enough, but I don't want to be affected by the two masters.

Speaking of those things before, it was all a bitter tear......

Fortunately, he was witty, lucky, handsome and wise, and finally ran out with great effort and hardship.

But then again, why did this Chen Mo's mother and the pretending elders of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect fight? Looking at the situation, it doesn't seem right, let's withdraw first.

"Get out of here!" Feng Feiyan snorted coldly, and her two fingers were volleyed out in the air, and the blue and white thunder and lightning peacock suddenly burst out, and she rushed towards Zhang Zunyin.

"Stubborn. ”

The corners of Zhang Zunyin's eyes were cold, and he made a split wave with one hand, and in an instant, the power of heaven and earth condensed into a shape, turned into a big sword, and slashed towards the peacock phantom.

"Boom!"

The earth and rocks jumped, the earth cracked, the peacock wailed, and was nailed to the ground by the big sword, and dissipated in a blink of an eye.

Feng Feiyan couldn't strike a blow, how could she be willing to back down? The thunder silk in her hand swayed like flowing water, and the surging power of thunder and lightning gushed out from it.

But he didn't expect Zhang Zunyin to wave his empty hand, and with lightning speed, he burst out with ripples of Dao energy, knocking Feng Feiyan dozens of feet away. Although he is also a mid-level Heavenly Rank, there is no doubt that Zhang Zunyin, who has reached the peak of the Intermediate Rank, has a superior strength.

Feng Feiyan landed on the ground and braked her body suddenly, and a sharp thunder light came out from the bottom of her eyes.

As soon as she whipped the thunder silk, the silk danced like a thunder dragon and made a crackling sound. Every time the sound appeared, a small thunderfinch appeared, and between breaths, there were already hundreds of blue-white thunderbirds soaring.

The thunder silk spun in a circle and flew out, and the thunder sparrow also circled with it, but in a moment, a tornado appeared. There was a sudden clear sound at the top of the tornado, it turned out that it was not when, the thunder gang in those "tornadoes" fused with the power of heaven and earth, and actually formed a huge open-screen peacock!

"If you let it, you have to let it. If you don't let it, you have to let it!"

Sen's cold and ruthless voice came out of the peacock's mouth, Zhang Zunyin's brows furrowed, and a bright red sword mark on his forehead turned out to be bloody and bright.

"Since you are obsessed, then don't blame me for not giving him a heavy thunder face. The red light of Zhang Zunyin's forehead sword seal became more and more clear, and under the extreme operation of Xuan Li, the sharp sword intent revealed from the pores of his body.

From a distance, his dark blue clothes danced peerlessly, as if a vicious and vicious sword was hidden inside.

He walked towards Feng Feiyan step by step. When he took the first step, eight lightsabers appeared around him, and when he took the second step, each lightsaber was divided into eight again, and when he finished the eleventh step, the lightsabers in the sky seemed to be endless, and they were already layered, covering the sky and the sun, and competing with the sun and the moon!

At this time, Feng Feiyan didn't know where she was, and in front of him, what was left was the scene of a thunderous peacock, leading tens of millions of thunder birds to circle.

"Insect carving skills. Zhang Zunyin stretched out two fingers, from bottom to top, as if drawing a sword, pointing at the thunder sparrow tornado in front of him, and in an instant, the sword light and the thunder sparrow bombarded each other, and the sound of boom and boom continued to come out.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"

A lightsaber slashed, and in an instant, five thunderbirds were exploded. The square is full of sand and rocks, and there are endless fireworks in the sky.

All the battles took place in a dozen or so breaths. When everyone woke up and wanted to dissuade them, it was already too late, the last thunder bird had already been cleared, and the figure of Feng Feiyan was undoubtedly revealed.

"Boom!"

Her body was like the wind, stepping on the weaving thunder silk, turning into a light golden thunder light, and instantly melted into the peacock with the weaving thunder silk, the sky and the earth were bright, and the peacock's body skyrocketed.

With an awe-inspiring roar, the peacock swooped down, and was about to attack and kill Zhang Zunyin.

Zhang Zunyin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took the twelfth step. He pointed his right hand to the sky, as if there was a sword intent rushing to the sky, countless small lightsabers twisted and circled, attached to it, and suddenly a strong wind blew, along the place of his fingers, rushing towards the sky.

A golden sword about thirty zhang long was born, and where it was, it seemed as if the space was divided into two.

"Slash!"

With a single word, the sword fell.

On the huge square, a straight crack quickly amplified in response to the sword's momentum. The sword only fell by three points, the heavens and the earth were in an uproar, and the hurricane and coercion that suddenly broke had blown away all the peacocks that flew halfway, and Feng Feiyan's figure reappeared.

Looking at the sword that was gradually enlarged in her field of vision, Feng Feiyan's footsteps stopped abruptly. At this moment, the sword light turned her face white, and she suddenly smiled, smiling poignantly and long, a little relieved.

It's okay like this, you can't save Brother Zhengyang, and you can't save Mo'er, so getting together in the underworld is much better than separating yin and yang.

She closed her eyes, her expression was serene, and she was a little unwilling.

"No ......"

Far away in the air, a person flew over, it was Zheng Tianhua who hurried over from the Heavenly Thunder Road.

Zheng Tianhua has always had a soft spot for Feng Feiyan, and when he learned that Feng Feiyan came to the Shengyuan Ancient Ruins, he slept all the way, and finally arrived.

But before the others arrived, they saw such a situation, and they were immediately anxious like the wind, their eyes were split, and they wanted to replace her.

At this moment, a white figure appeared in the sky, like a meteorite falling towards Zhang Zunyin.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......" Zhang Zunyin's sword fell six points, and the floor tiles burst one after another, turning into powder, and the square was broken, like ruins, ravines and ravines, and countless cracks.

Feng Feiyan's robe began to fall apart.

At this moment, the white figure happened to fall on Zhang Zunyin. At the same time, a big hand covered the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the huge sword was smashed into pieces, and all of them were scattered.

"Smack!"

...... (To be continued......)