Jiang Chen saw that Shao Jiang's injury was not light, his face immediately sank, and there was murder in his eyes. He put his arms around Shao Jiang in one hand, and waved out the green vine long whip with the other, and when he heard a crisp sound, he hit Qingling.

Qingling stretched out one hand and grabbed the tail of the whip, but the green vine whip suddenly sprouted several branches, wrapping the entire arm along his hand, and quickly grew all over the body, wrapping a strong knot.

"Young master!" Blazing Ling took the sword and was about to step forward to help, but was tied up by the green vines that came quickly.

In an instant, the entire battlefield was full of cyan, and the vines tied up many Peacock soldiers.

"Wait for me to kill him to vent your anger for you!" chanted a spell on the dust, and the green vine was wrapped tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter, but suddenly heard a snap, and the green vine was cut off and broken!

"Yes, it's a pity that if you want to kill me, it's not enough!" Qing Ling waved one hand, and thousands of arrows broke all the green vines that bound everyone, and as soon as he raised his arms again, the arrow feathers flew towards Jiang Chen.

Throwing the dust off the long whip of the green vines, thousands of broken vines spread rapidly, like a green curtain covering the sky, blocking many arrow feathers, and not a single one was missed.

Jiangchen and Qingling fought each other, back and forth, and there were draws in several rounds. Qingling pursed her lips and smiled, "It's been a long time since I've fought so hard!"

Qingling's arms shook again, and thousands of arrows—not arrows, but like arrows, flew towards the dust, and used the shield of the green vine to resist the dust, and found that the light arrow was extremely sharp, passing through the green vine and approaching his eyes, he quickly moved his body and dodged in the overwhelming light arrows.

At the same time, with a movement of the dust mind, the long sword flew out and headed straight for Qingling. Qing Ling was in a hurry to dodge, so she stopped what she was doing, and calm finally returned to the battlefield.

Jiang Chen also found that the man in front of him had the best arrows, so he urged the sword of thought to attack frequently, Qingling was busy dodging, and he couldn't fight back for a while, and the two were deadlocked.

Although Jiang Chen's speed was fast, Fang Cai still hung the color, and he also found that the cultivation of the person in front of him was really high, even if he joined forces with Shao Jiang when he was not injured, he was not sure of victory.

Although the Mind Sword can block for a while, it is not a long-term solution, once the dust is stopped, the two will definitely fall into passivity again. At present, the demonic beasts are all at the border, and the distant water can't save the near fire, and Jiang Chen is urging the sword of mind while secretly looking for flaws, but to no avail.

Shao Jiang was still groggy and still realized that it was difficult for him to win, so he kept calling for the streamer in his heart, where is the streamer? What is it? He has never been defeated, and he will never be defeated this time!

Streamer, come on, hurry!

To turn things around, you have to be mud!

The streamer is still in the kaleido.

Ten thousand flowers bloom in the array of thousands of flowers, warm fragrance and jade are soft, although the streamer does not understand the love between men and women, tenderness and sweetness, but still in this gentle township has been greatly comforted.

"I don't want to kill!" Streamer muttered to himself, his mind drowsy, and he didn't want to think about anything.

"Then don't kill anyone, just stay in this wonderful place with my sisters and others, wouldn't it be happy!"

"That's it, no more worries!"

"You are so handsome, I am very distressed, don't worry about yourself, life must be happy!"

"Brother, it's better to drink some flower wine. ”

The wine is fragrant, the people are warm, and the streamer is even more trance-like.

Between drinking, Streamer suddenly heard the word rouge, only to feel familiar, and heard a terrible scream, his heart hurt.

"Someone's screaming!" Streamer only felt his eye sockets heat up.

"No one is calling, my brother heard it wrong!"

"Someone is shouting!

Countless soldiers on the battlefield are calling for the prestige of the streamer in their hearts, hoping and looking forward to it.

Streamer's heart hurt again, he is Streamer! He is the God of War! He wants to protect the fairy world!

He never found out that it turned out that guarding the fairy world was also going to kill each other, he didn't want to, he didn't want to......

But he also has people he wants to protect!

Shao Hao, Shao Jiang, and his comrades who have led tens of thousands of years!

It is a great good to kill one and save a hundred.

The law of both affairs.

Perhaps, it's time for him to wake up!

Streamer's head still hurts, but he must wake up! He heard Shao Jiang's call one after another, and finally opened his eyes.

He looked at the flower demons around him, this was a death array, and it was also a phantom array, it was ridiculous that he had been trapped for so long.

The flower demon is also a living being, but if he doesn't kill it, where will the tens of thousands of soldiers in the heavenly realm go?

The streamer stretched out his hand, and the Heavenly Sword appeared, "I will give you a superordinate!"

After that, the sword light flashed, and blood rained in the Ten Thousand Flowers Array. After he slew the last flower demon, the Ten Thousand Flowers Array finally disappeared, and the blood on the ground and body also disappeared, leaving only a strong fragrance of strange flowers, heavy horror and sadness.

The streamer's body was stirring with a soaring immortal aura, and everyone was shocked by this immortal aura, even Qingling and Jiangchen, who were constantly fighting, stopped and looked towards the streamer.

Streamer looked at Qingling Dao, who had twelve different kinds of qi although his cultivation was profound, "It turned out to be you who came back from the dead!"

"Coming back from the dead?" Qing Ling was slightly stunned, he looked at his hands, and then at Blazing Ling who was standing on the side with a nervous expression, still a little confused, "Who are you?

"I am the god of war, you have been dead for tens of thousands of years, and now the Peacock Clan wants to rebel and rebel, so naturally they will be besieged. Streamer replied expressionlessly.

"I'm dead?" Qing Ling pondered, he didn't have the memory of being dead, even if he came back from the dead, what could he do? He was still a member of the Peacock Clan, so he soon stopped being entangled, and said, "Yes, as a Peacock Clan, I naturally want to advance and retreat with the Peacock Clan." ”

"But your life alone was bought for the lives of twelve gods. Streamer said coldly, "Naturally, I want to uphold justice for the dead gods." ”

"This matter has nothing to do with the young master!It's all done by Blazing Ling alone!" Blazing Ling said, "I didn't expect that the God of War would not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and the Ten Thousand Flowers Array would not be able to keep you!"

"Blazing Ling, what the hell is going on?" Bai Ling asked, but her eyes were looking at Qing Ling. The peacock's long cry just now made her nostalgic, and now she saw Qingling with her own eyes, and her heart was very shocked.

"I resurrected the young master!" said Blazing Ling.

"With your own strength, how can you resurrect the young master?" Bai Ling asked.

"Naturally, there is the power of others!" Blazing Ling glanced at the young woman, and shook her hand to see an arrow feather, and Qingling reached out and shot an arrow feather, shooting down Blazing Ling's attack.

The woman's eyes lit up for a moment, but they immediately dimmed.

"Young master, do you remember her?" Blazing Ling was taken aback.

"I don't remember. Qingling said. It's just that for some reason, he doesn't want this person to get hurt.