Han Xiangnan glanced at the four people coldly, and Shenghua might put pressure on him, but the four of them were not qualified!
"The master of the palace said, if you can have disciples in Kunlun Temple, defeat the four of us, the dry waste of Wangumen, then listen to the respect."
Lei Mei smiled gloomily, and at the same time glanced at the front of Wangumen, the turbid eyes were full of excitement.
"How do you have this!"
Han Xiangnan drank anger, Cui Han sword flew out of the wind, and brought the vastness with Wan Jun Li Mang.
"The head of Han really wants, do the elders of the Wangu Gate be the master of the elders of Wangu Gate?"
Lei Mei and other four people retreated, avoiding the sharp offensive of Cuihan Sword.
"you......!"
Cuihan Sword stopped, and Han Xiang Nan was full of anger, throwing his sleeves and turning away.
"Sister! Let's go!"
A disciple of Wangumen shouted to Bai Nishang.
"Devil ..."
When Bai Nishang's words were finished, I saw Lei Mei waved, and the dazzling bloody glory broke out on the nine stone pillars, and screaming sounded from the stone pillar ...
"stop!"
Bai Nishang and the disciples of Wangumen, I dare not step back.
"Hahaha, you'd better understand, even the head of our Han University, what do you rely on? Do you rely on the barking of the dog!"
Lei Mei laughed madly, and said arrogantly to the disciples of the Wangumen, the words were very ironic, but no one dared to squeak. Just for a moment, the elders of the Wangumen and the master of the Tang Dynasty actually got a little older.
A shocking scene, the wailing sorrow, deeply picked into the hearts of every disciple of each disciple of Wangumen.
"Five brothers, come out!"
Lei Mei drink coldly.
A tall burly man walked out of the right side from the back of the thunder. A short sleeve in black, and the semi -naked upper body exposed the muscles. The arm of the bucket was almost surpassing the limit of human imagination.
The bright skin burst out of the deterrent of giant power. A red silk in the waist was encouraged by the wind, and the barefoot walked on the hard slate to leave a clear trace.
"In Xiashi Mei, please enlighten the master of Kunlun Hall!"
Shi Mei glanced at the trembling crowd, with both hands on both sides, the black light flashed, and the two huge hammers appeared in their hands.
The corner of Shi Mei's mouth was slightly raised, with both hands, and a shocking sound of "嘭" made everyone dizzy and tinnitus suddenly, and dumped a piece.
"Hahaha......"
Seeing the people in front of me, the stone charm laughed madly, the arrogant momentum was not two for a while, and the south of the Korean south of the crowd was sprayed with fire but helpless.
It was tantamount to fanning him with a slap in public.
"Xiong!"
With an exclamation, Qing Yao slowly opened her eyes and turned into a blood red.
"Fire Phoenix Cavaliers, you finally woke up."
The indifferent voice came from her side, and Qing Yao's heart was shocked, and she understood her situation in an instant.
"I ... how can I be here?"
Qing Yao sat up hard, sitting on the floor on the floor in a man wearing a blood -red hermit cloak.
"This is the gift of the Emperor Emperor. Every Cavaliers leader, the soul will return to Cangyou after death."
The man still said indifferently.
"Then ... why are you here?"
Looking at the dead bones around the mountains, there is an ominous premonition in Qingyao's heart.
"I have been waiting for you to wait for you for a long time."
The man did not look at Qing Yao, and there was no tone of fluctuations at all, as if he was watching the scenery on the one hand.
"Hahaha, I understand, it turns out that this is the conspiracy of the emperor!"
Qingyao suddenly laughed. At this moment, Qing Yao suddenly understood why she could not leave the Cangyou country even if she was planned again, but Mora passed the boundary door smoothly.
Among them, everything is a long -planned plan.
"The emperor said that smart people often disappear earlier, and I think Lord Huofeng is no exception."
The man smiled indifferently and turned a deaf ear to Qing Yao's excitement.
"Then, why, haven't you killed me yet?"
Qing Yao said coldly.
"The Emperor wants to know, is Cangyou Ling Ling died, or is it controlled?"
The man slowly stood up and looked at Qing Yao.
"I can only tell you that Cang You Ling has not died, nor is it controlled."
Qing Yao smiled softly, showing a trace of happiness.
"It seems that Lord Huo Feng has experienced a lot of income this time."
Seeing Qing Yao's flashing satisfaction, the man hidden under the cloak was slightly froze, raised his hands, and a black flame burned from his palm.
With a stuffy sound of "嘭", the world of Qingyao completely fell into silence and darkness. There was an extra bodies in the bloody sea of corpses. No, it should be the soul.
The man was carrying his hands, took a long breath, and murmured faintly: "Finally completed the task."
Flashing, turning into the sky fluorescence, dissipated in place.
Mao Yuan's fragrant flowers have been exhausted, and the shadows of the day and evening stay.
Things are non -affairs, green silk to white heads.
The idiot is softened for a lifetime, and the sword emperor dyed blood.
Drinking duckweed is surrounded by light boats.
Qing Yao, a woman with a bumpy life, finally gone after herself, full of blood and confused life. Maybe the real death is a kind of liberation for her.
No matter where Chu Zhenxiong is at this moment, he will keep in mind that this infatuated bitter master will be kept tightly.
... ...
"Xiaochi ... Xiaochi ... wake up soon"
Gently calling the Buddha from the depths of memory, slowly opening his eyes, the purpose of entering is the familiar face, Cheng Chi shocked, and the whole person sat up.
"Dad! Is it really you?"
Cheng Chi tightly hugged the person in front of him, crying and crying.
What can be more important in the world than goodbye loved ones?
"Okay, Xiaochi, you are all adults, why are you still so childish?"
Cheng Peng patted Cheng Chi's shoulder lovingly and said gently.
"Dad, it's really good to be okay."
Cheng Chi looked up at Cheng Peng, and his heart was full of joy.
"Why......"
Cheng Peng sighed slightly, got up two steps, looked back at Cheng Chi, seemed to not know how to speak for a while.
The surroundings are fascinated, full of dreamy colors, like the space layout of the deserted and strange realm. Cheng Chi found that the surrounding environment was a bit weird. Looking at Cheng Peng's expression of eloquent and stop, he couldn't help asking:
"Dad, where are we?"
"This is in your dream."
Cheng Peng slowly said.
"What! In my dream! Then you ..."
Cheng Chi took a few steps back. The continuous experiences of these days have made his insight have broaden a lot.
"Yes, I am dead according to the worldly statement, all you see is my soul."
Cheng Peng said sadly.
"ah!!!"
Cheng Chi cried when he heard his headache, and he curled up so helpless and sad on the ground.
"Xiaochi, don't be excited, I don't actually die, and your mother is good."
Cheng Peng saw Cheng Chi so touching, and his heart hurt. Although his soul has been unblocked and has restored his thousands of years of memory, after all, he has been a father and son for so many years.