The figure was not majestic, and could even be said to be a little delicate, but it was endured by endless thunder, blocking Biyao and never taking a step back.

A puff!

The thunder spear pierced into the figure's chest and penetrated through it, causing the figure to tremble violently, and blood gushed out like a spring, dyeing Bi Yao's clothes red.

Everyone present was stunned. They raised their heads and looked at the slowly falling figure. The eyes were flashing, and they were filled with tears and dripping down.

"Sister Xue!"

Bi Yao's voice trembled. She stretched out her hands to hug the figure. The red blood kept flowing out, making the beautiful face so pale.

"Why? Why do you do this?" Bi Yao's face was covered with tears. She wanted to reach out to cover Murong Xue's wound, but the blood still gushed, and it also took away Murong Xue's vitality.

"Escape quickly." Murong Xue's lips trembled up and down, and she spit out two pronunciations with great difficulty. This thunder spear had penetrated her body, and even her meridians were completely destroyed. It can be said that she was unable to turn things around.

"I said, no one of you wants to leave here alive."

Fang Wudao spit out a domineering sound. When his palm was drawn into the void, another thunder spear was clenched in his hand, and he was about to take action again.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A crazy wind sounded, and there were endless divine winds in the world. Nie Feng appeared in front of Fang Wudao, his eyes were about to break, and his whole body was like a crazy beast, bursting out with a violent roar.

"Go to die!"

Nie Feng used his hand as a sword and stabbed Fang Wudao's heart directly. Even though his body was trembling wildly by the endless thunder, he still did not hide, but instead became faster and faster, full of crazy killing thoughts.

"A dog thing that doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth is thick." Fang Wudao smiled disdainfully, poked his palm out, grabbed Nie Feng's wrist, knocked him away, fell to the distance, vomiting blood.

But soon, Nie Feng stood up and roared constantly, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger.

He rushed towards Fang Wudao and was repelled by Fang Han's ghost fire. His body was covered with ferocious blood marks, and even the protective divine wind became extremely weak.

"It's so stupid to think that heroes can save the beauty." Fang Han slowly fell from mid-air with the ghost fire blood banner in his hand. He stepped on Nie Feng's face, full of disdain.

"You will all die, don't worry, come one by one." Fang Han raised his head and looked at the angry crowd with a grim smile. The ghost fire was raging, dyeing the sky with a dismal red and purple color.

Fang Wudao stepped forward and came to Murong Xue and Biyao with expressionless expressions. He now knew that no matter how he asked, the other party would not be able to tell Ye Chen's trace.

So, he didn't want to waste his time anymore.

One by one, they began to massacre until everyone died, or Ye Chen appeared.

Buzz!

Holding the thunder spear tightly in his hand, Fang Wudao stepped out slowly, as if he was an executioner, about to send someone into the underworld, it was very ferocious, making the atmosphere of the space solidify.

"etc!"

An extremely surging aura suddenly bloomed from the palace.

The crowd looked in the sound and saw a figure bathing in the terrible flame, extremely powerful, causing the crowd's heart to stop beating. When this person stood there, everyone had to worship him, and there was no idea of ​​resistance.

Fang Wudao's eyes were condensed, his heart was full of doubts, but he still bowed slightly and retreated aside.

The strong man stepped out, stood in front of Biyao, and said lightly: "I call Yan Yileng, from the Fire God Clan. There is the bloodline of the Dragon God Clan on your body. Do you know that you are a member of the Dragon God Clan."

"Um?"

At this moment, everyone's eyes widened. Bi Yao, carrying the bloodline of the Dragon God Clan, is he a member of the Dragon God Clan?

"I am not a member of the Dragon God Clan. If you want to kill, kill me, why talk nonsense?" Biyao's eyes were cold. Her body emitted a dark aura, but she could not get close to Yan Yileng for a moment and was isolated.

"No, you are a member of the Dragon God Clan!"

Another voice came from the palace.

A brilliance of green light bloomed in the void, sprinkling on the ground, making the crowd feel a sense of comfort. Two middle-aged men in green robes slowly fell down, and their eyes fell on Bi Yao.

"The true dragons all come from the Dragon God Clan. The bloodline of the Dragon God Clan on you is very pure. It is very likely that they are from the main clan. Come with us. We can take you back to Longhua Continent to avoid disaster."

Yan Yileng spoke again and said that the two powerful men of the Wood God Clan also nodded repeatedly. The Dragon God Clan is powerful, and if they can make friends with it, it will be beneficial to the two major gods.

"My Heavenly God Clan is also willing to escort you back to Longhua Continent." The powerful people of the Heavenly God Clan immediately spoke, all wanting to seek the protection of the Dragon God Clan.

The moment before, the square, which was like Shura Hell, was now becoming strange. Everyone couldn't help but look at Bi Yao.

Biyao pondered for a moment, looked up and said, "I can go with you, but you must leave here, and they must not kill anyone."

As he spoke, Bi Yao looked at Fang Wudao and others.

In fact, she didn't know her life experience, but for the sake of the Yuhua Sect, for everyone, and for Ye Chen, she was willing to go with the three major gods. Even if she was about to die in the end, she would have no regrets.

"This..." The powerful men of the three gods hesitated for a moment, and finally, they all shook their heads.

"I can't kill anyone, but Ye Chen must die." Yan Yileng also sighed slightly. He could do nothing to do if the three gods ordered Ye Chen to be killed.

Fang Wudao stood behind Yan Yileng and breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Chen was really uneasy. As for the others, it would be better to let them go first. After the storm of this matter, it would be not too late to slaughter slowly.

Once Ye Chen dies, the Yuhua Sect will be a mess of sand. If you want to kill and cut, you will be at your disposal.

"You are a member of the Dragon God Clan, not a human race. Why give up your life for Ye Chen?" Yan Yileng advised, but Bi Yao's eyes were filled with coldness. She shook her head and said, "The ruthless person never knows what kind of friendship is. I didn't know either, but now, I understand that you and I don't need to say much, fight to the death."

His body slowly stood up, and Bi Yao was about to transform into a real dragon in the Netherworld and fight to the death.

"Bayao!"

A rolling sound came from a distance, so familiar that it made Bi Yao's body tremble, and at the same time, the eyes of everyone present frozen.

Buzzing!

A terrifying storm blew between heaven and earth. In that distant place, the wind was loud and the dark clouds were torn apart, and an indescribable terrifying aura came.

A thin figure appeared in the crowd's vision, and the figure soon came to everyone in an instant.

But at the same time, the figure was also very cold, as cold as frost, falling rapidly from mid-air and standing in the center of the square.

His eyes were full of madness, which made the crowd feel fear from the bottom of their hearts, and their body trembled continuously, and it was unable to calm down for a long time.

This figure is Ye Chen.

He is finally back!
Chapter completed!