Chapter 447 is late

At this moment, Xinhua is already full of war.

Xiao Hai bravely led the cultivators of the Xinhua Kingdom to fight against the fallen angels, and all the ordinary people were safely transferred to the secret passage by Chen Jiaming and Wang Dongyang.

Yan Guixing was red-eyed, and his body was covered in blood, and he didn't know if it was his own or a fallen angel's.

And at this moment, a huge red giant bird suddenly appeared in the sky.

The giant bird let out a long chirp, mournful and desolate.

Everyone looked up with frowns, and the moment they saw the giant bird, they all threw it in place.

The child's eyes were overflowing with tears, he trembled and held the long sword in his hand, and shouted hoarsely: "Master, Master!"

Yan Guixing and the others also immediately frowned and shouted: "This is the phantom of the Vermilion Bird, it is a true qi separated by the sun when he left, and it will only appear in an emergency, is it ......?"

The tip of Yan Guixing's nose was sour, and he couldn't say any more words, and everyone frowned, watching the giant bird hovering in the air sadly.

All the fallen angels who were touched by the giant bird instantly ignited a raging fire in their bodies, burning their bodies to pieces.

Seeing the hundreds of fallen angels in the air, only a dozen were wiped out by this giant bird in an instant.

And the figure of the giant bird gradually began to dissipate little by little, and it raised its head to the sky again and roared, making that shocking long roar.

Xiao Hai's whole person knelt on the ground in an instant, tears blurred her vision, and she felt that when Jiaoyang left, the Penglai Secret Realm handed over to him began to tremble faintly in her arms.

The weak and crisp voice of the scorching sun, as the giant bird disappeared, slowly sounded: "Xiaohai, this is the last thing I can do for you, take everyone to escape to the Penglai Secret Realm as soon as possible." ”

As the sound disappeared, the fire in the air gradually became dashing, returning to the clear blue sky.

But at this moment, all the cultivators in the Xinhua Kingdom were silently wiping their tears, holding the long sword in their hands tightly, and suddenly one person made a bad sound.

"Kill these fallen angels! Avenge our sun goddess. ”

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the sound of shouting and killing all day long sounded all around, and I saw black shadows rushing in front of those fallen angels and surrounding them.

Xiao Hai's eyes were even more red and swollen as he glared at those fallen angels, and without hesitation, he raised his sword and stabbed at the heart of one of the angels.

Those fallen angels were also shocked when they looked at the red-eyed Terrans.

"No, we have too few people and we must retreat immediately. ”

The fallen angel at the head flapped the wings behind him, and was about to turn around and flee, but was instantly blocked by Xiaohai.

"I want to avenge my master, you brutes will die!"

Xiao Hai struggled to rush behind the fallen angel at the gate, drew his sword and stabbed him in the heart.

The moment his sword pierced the body of the fallen angel, a loud sound suddenly sounded somewhere behind him, and the whole world shook.

A strong aura fluctuation came from the direction of Zhang Yang's house, and everyone looked at it in shock.

Yan Guixing's voice didn't need to tremble a little and said: "This is Zhang Yang, this is Zhang Yang's breath, he finally woke up!"

I saw a golden light like a meteor, rushing from the direction of Zhang Yang's house to the middle of the crowd.

Before everyone could see who they were, the remaining nine fallen angels suddenly felt a pain in their hearts, and then they heard a sudden thud on their bodies, and then they turned into a cloud of white smoke and disappeared into the air, not even the scum remained.

"Publicity!"

"Master!"

Everyone saw the young man in front of them clearly, and they were immediately overjoyed, and Xiao Hai suddenly pounced at Zhang Yang's feet.

Zhang raised his eyebrows and helped Xiaohai up, looked around, and looked at everyone's reddish eyes.

still looked at the familiar faces, but didn't see the voice of the sun, and immediately frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the sun?"

As soon as he heard the scorching sun, Xiao Hai's tears rolled down involuntarily, and he took out the Penglai secret realm that the scorching sun handed over to him from his arms.

"Division...... Shi Niang...... She...... She sacrificed herself to lure the weirdo away. ”

As Xiao Hai's words fell, a strong wind blew in an instant, blowing so that everyone couldn't open their eyes.

When the strong wind slowly stopped and everyone opened their eyes, Zhang Yang was no longer there.

Everyone sighed silently, knowing that Zhang Yang was looking for the sun, and there was also a sense of melancholy in their hearts.

I hope Zhang Yang can save the sun......

At this moment, Zhang Yang anxiously tore open the space in front of him, and constantly walked through every position in the entire land of China, but he never found the figure of the blazing sun.

He became more and more anxious, especially on her heartstrings, the only silk thread connected to the sun, had completely disappeared.

This kind of publicity made him even more panicked, and an uneasy thought rose in his heart, but he immediately shook his head in denial.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The sun is so powerful, and she is a descendant of the Vermilion Bird Wing Gate, how can she disappear, how can she die?

Zhang Yang is like a headless fly, constantly shuttling through the void, but he always finds nothing.

"Ahh

Zhang Yang roared in despair, and in an instant, the entire sky became gloomy.

At this moment, Zhang Yang's wrist suddenly cooled, and he turned back in surprise to see the familiar face of the Immortal Yi.

Shenyi looked at Zhang Yang with a frown, and said in a deep voice: "Follow me, I have a way to find the sun." ”

As he spoke, he conjured a black paper crane in his hand and threw it into the air.

I saw that the black paper crane hovered over the heads of the two for a while, and suddenly turned its head in one direction, fanned its black wings, and flew in that direction.

The two of them immediately chased after the crane and ran.

They were fast, but in the blink of an eye, they crossed two mountains and followed the crane's tireless run.

At dusk, Zhang Yang and Shenyi finally arrived at the end of the endless desert, and the black paper crane also slowly stopped, slowly falling in front of a pile of charred things, and stopped on it.

Zhang Yang's whole body couldn't help but tremble, and he walked towards the pile of things with heavy steps.

With a plop, Zhang Yang knelt down and gouged out a red feather from the pile of charred black things.

His tears rolled down, the whole person curled up in a ball, hammered hard to the ground, and a heart-rending roar shouted from his mouth: "The sun!"

Mingyi stood silently beside Zhang Yang, his eyes solemnly at the pile of burnt things, and slowly bowed.

They all knew in their hearts that this pile of things might be the sun......

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