Although Fang had suffered losses in the battle with the Wild Waves Hall and was later wiped out by half of them by the Shadow Array, the Yan Army still had tens of thousands of people, and they still made the earth tremble when they marched in unison.

Li Changhe, who was trapped by Yunzhang, saw that the enemy army was approaching, and sighed gloomily, and two lines of old tears had already flowed: "It's a pity that we can't defend the dignity of the sea of blood in the end, and we can't keep the blood of the master, and Changhe has no face to face the master." ”

As the king of people, Xiao Hanyi had already seen for the first time that the breath in Li Changhe's body had suddenly become chaotic, and there was a faint sign that the meridians were about to be broken, knowing that with the stubbornness of this senior brother, he must have broken off on his own, and apologized to Tang Ling with death, and his face suddenly changed: "Senior brother, master hand!"

At this moment-

"Changhe, you dare to commit suicide in front of your teacher, which is the biggest sin for your teacher. ”

As a calm voice sounded, the cloud palm that had been binding everyone in the sea of blood actually dissipated cleanly immediately, and Li Changhe, who was about to pass from the menopause vein, only felt that the breath in his body was in chaos, and he collapsed to the ground weakly.

Then, the calm voice returned.

"Breaking the waves, shallow abyss, microwave fighting. ”

As soon as the words fell, a faint white light had risen from the ground and swept the entire battlefield. Everywhere the white light passed, I saw that the Yan army that was heading towards the sea of blood stopped at all times, and then, tens of thousands of soldiers were suppressed by this palm force, and they all collapsed to the ground, unable to move for half a minute.

Breaking free from the shackles, Xiao Han saw the scene in front of him, and his heart suddenly overflowed with ecstasy: "Master is here!"

In mid-air, a thin figure appeared in front of the "demon".

"Thou hast appeared at last. ”

In the words of "Demon", there seems to be a little relief and a little nostalgia.

Seeing the appearance of the thin figure, the "god" also flew into the air for the first time and stood side by side with the "demon".

"Since you and the others took the lead in breaking the oath of the year, they used their own strength to fight against the soldiers of the six clans of the world. If I make a move now, it's not a breach of my oath, right?"

Tang Ling was still covered with a mask at the moment, standing against the wind, and her posture, which had not been shown in front of outsiders for many years, now looked even more haggard.

The army is pressing, the master fights, the five formations of the Shadow, and the Sage participates in the battle...... The succession of eclipses made this short day all the more hasty. The two gods and demons who had lost more than half of their lives and the soldiers of the Yan army, and the sea of blood who had lost a lot of money but had lost hundreds of times their combat strength since the beginning of the war, their eyes were all projected on the three figures standing in mid-air at this time, and what attracted the most attention was the thin figure that had made the world look different.

Indifferent to the wind and cold!

Although Shi Siming was far away from the center of the battle array, he couldn't help but tremble when he saw the "wind chill" suddenly appear in mid-air, knocking down all the tens of thousands of soldiers on his side in an understatement.

At this time, Tang Ling no longer suppressed his own aura, standing proudly in mid-air, a sense of oppression that shocked all things in heaven and earth had silently covered the entire battlefield, as one of the enemy commanders, Shi Siming was naturally one of the first to feel such hostility. Immediately, those who were at war with the sea of blood today only felt that the soul in their body was bowing down to the spirit of creation in mid-air in a slow but unstoppable trend.

And this creation spirit who focused everyone's gaze, his eyes were cold, and he gently swept over the group of enemies in front of him, and said unhurriedly: "150,000 mortals, 30,000 gods and demons, in order to lure me out, you have spent a lot of effort and capital. ”

A simple sentence carried the unique coercion of the Creation Sage, erasing all consternation, panic and bloodshed from this battlefield.

Tang Ling looked at the two gods and demons who were still hungry: "You guys, the progress in this period of time is not small. ”

Yuan Yue and Wu Ce looked embarrassed, and they didn't dare to face Tang Ling directly. Before Tang Ling disappeared, they had already gained a lot of benefits from this sage, so their cultivation had also improved by leaps and bounds in recent years. But today, they actually have to rely on this kind of refinement realm to be the enemy of the sea of blood, and now they are not very comfortable in the face of the spiritual saint's inquiry.

The ban was lifted, and Li Changhe and the others did not dare to stay in place for a long time, so they retreated to the city with the members of the three halls of wild waves, torrential rain, and absolute shadow. And in the rubble under the Blood Sea City, Ling Xiao, who was lightly injured, helped Cheng Yanjin up, looking up at the thin figure in the air, Cheng Yanjin couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Stinky boy, I really can't hold it back, and I ran out to steal my limelight." ”

"Dead fatty, less verbose, hurry up and recover. Tang Ling in mid-air did not look back, and his tone did not fluctuate. But this sentence stunned those who were not familiar with him - the legendary Feng Hanyi, who made a living by killing, actually fought with Lu Guogongcheng, the founding father of the Tang Dynasty and single-handedly founded the Sea of Blood, in front of the battle? Not only that, but looking at their casual tone, they may even have a shallow friendship!

Cheng Biting Jin didn't care about everyone's consternation, at this time he said, "Oh, you stinky boy, you dare to call me a fat man in front of everyone?"

"You were originally a fat man, and you are still a dead fat man who has been dead for more than a hundred years. ”

The sword light and sword shadow in the battle array have not yet begun to converge, as soon as Tang Ling's words came out, the murderous aura in the sky was suddenly mixed with a bit of unbearable laughter, no one expected that the first thing after the wind chill knocked down tens of thousands of Yan troops was actually focused on the fight, and the other party was still the founding father of the Tang Dynasty and Lu Guogong Cheng biting gold. Such a sudden change made them unconsciously feel that the energy condensed in their whole body was instantly hollowed out - this wind chill could actually be laughed at? This is not only unheard of, but for some people, it is even more unimaginable!

In addition to helplessness, another trace of playfulness permeated out.

What is the identity of the indifferent common people, what is the identity of the wind and cold?

Seeing Tang Ling appear, the spirit of the Blood Sea was slightly relaxed. With just one hand, he can block tens of thousands of gods and demons, severely damage half of the Yan army, and make those two strong enemies who claim to be the sage of creation on guard, for fear that they will be wiped out if they are not careful, with such strong reinforcements, their crisis may be over.

Seeing Ling Xiao helping Cheng Yanjin away from the ruins of the city wall, Cheng Youlu hurriedly led the crowd forward. Although he has commanded the sea of blood for many years, in front of Cheng Yanjin, he is just a junior at this moment. It's just that Cheng Yanjin is still cursing in a low voice, and the current Lord of the Blood Sea finally can't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and asks tentatively: "Ancestor and Feng Hanyi have known each other for a long time?"

Although many high-ranking people in the sea of blood already knew that "Wind Chill" was not an ordinary person, his true identity was never revealed among them. At this moment, Cheng Youlu asked about Tang Ling's origin, except for a few very few people in the know, such as Li Changhe and Xiao Hanyi, everyone pricked up their ears, for fear of missing the slightest detail.