Leng Qiuhan, Fatty and the others stared at Jiang Nai with their eyes blurred.
The cold-as-frost girl in front of her seemed to gradually merge with the empress who was seen in the sculpture that day, holding a bright red silk ribbon on her arm and as bright as a flame.
There is a hint of emptiness in the gray eyes of the empress sculpture.
At this moment, the girl's cold eyes were expressionless.
No matter from which angle you look, you can see her cold eyes looking down at the people.
"How could this happen?" Xiaopang looked in disbelief and couldn't help but murmured.
Suddenly, the sound of breaking wind came.
Along with the disciples of Xuanjian Peak shouted in surprise, "Here comes the leader!"
He Fengyang, accompanied by a gray-haired old man in his seventies, came in one step and quickly arrived in front of everyone.
Behind the old man were hundreds of young men and women, all of them holding their noble heads high and looking extremely indifferent.
He Fengyang glanced at the Xuanjian Peak outer disciples who were bleeding like rivers, and his eyebrows furrowed.
The white-haired old man sneered, his eyes falling contemptuously on Jiang Nai and others on the other side, "No one can leave today!"
The old man turned his head and waved his hand.
Dozens of young men and women carrying long swords flew out from behind him, approaching the man entangled in blood-red chains.
"Soul Locking Formation!"
Di Yuanshan's eyes suddenly lit up, he turned over his hand and took out three soul-locking nails, "I'll give you a helping hand."
Jiang Nai's eyes fell on the hand of Di Yuanshan, the Venerable Emperor of the Earth Palace.
Strictly speaking, it should have fallen on the soul-locking nail he was holding in his hand. His gaze grew colder and colder every inch, as cold as frost and snow.
"Soul-locking nail." She said in a faint voice.
A black vortex suddenly appeared in front of him.
Passing through the black hole in space, Jiang Nai quickly arrived at the chain and looked up at the man with cold, emotionless eyes.
"Xiao Shu." She wanted to reach out and touch her to see if it was a real person or...
Like a bubble in the previous life, it will shatter at the touch of a touch.
Di Yuanshan didn't give her any time to reminisce, and quickly rushed over with the group of young men and women carrying long swords.
"Form up!"
Jiang Nai didn't even look back and directly sprinkled a handful of bone-penetrating nails on everyone.
The clanging sound was followed by waves of long swords.
Jiang Nai slapped one of the young men on the face with his backhand, sending him flying away.
The soul-locking formation seemed to be somewhat disintegrated.
He Fengyang and the gray-haired old man's faces sank at the same time.
The white-haired old man sneered, "You dare, junior?"
As the word "dare" fell, someone flew behind Jiang Nai and slapped her on the back.
Poisonous Fang expressionlessly picked up the spear and stabbed away the old man's flying palm prints, and the people came forward to meet him.
"He Fengyang, fight quickly and decide quickly." The white-haired old man shouted in a cold voice.
He Fengyang nodded, his eyes fell on Jiang Nian with a hint of complexity, and then he jumped up.
"Your Majesty!" Chu You, Qiu Mocheng and others rushed forward.
How could His Majesty's mortal body be able to withstand He Fengyang's blow?
Even if he is lightly swept by the wind of this palm, His Majesty will probably be injured.
Jiang Nai's pupils shrank.
The ninety-two-level star controller struck with all his might, facing her head-on with no chance of winning.
And unfortunately, with her current ability, she cannot escape from the world of star controllers.
He could only quickly take out the streamer and plan to resist this move.
The first defensive weapon is not called for nothing, it can also bounce back all of He Fengyang's power.
Even the aftermath is probably enough for me to have a good drink.
"Stop!" At the critical moment, a clear and clear voice came. This chapter has been completed!