At the same time, Yun Shitian also saw clearly the situation in front of him. He immediately waved his hand, turned around and killed in the direction of Jun Yun.
Luo Yu saved her mother, and he went to save her father.
Behind him, Yan Fei, Yan Chen and four generals followed Yun Shitian and killed them all the way.
Yan Lin and his three generals rushed behind Luo Yu.
The murderous aura is ferocious, the purple light is vertical and horizontal, and the sky and the earth are endless.
"Yu'er, is it you...is it you..." A shrill and ecstatic voice came faintly from the direction of Jun Yun, almost unbelievable.
Jun Yun stood still on the ground, holding on to the black stone wall and panting continuously, but he turned his head and looked in the direction of Luo Yu.
The joy on his face was almost beyond description in words.
"It's me, it's me, hold on, I'm coming, it's me coming."
The gloominess of the black stone cannot match the deep affection. When the wind blows and the ghosts cry, how can there be family affection between enemies?
"Here he comes, Yu'er is here." Jun Yun touched his face, his feet softened and he leaned against the stone wall. His child was finally here.
"Cheer up me." At the same moment, Yun Shitian shouted coldly in a low voice.
The sound was not loud, but it was like a thunder exploding in mid-air, resounding in the ears of the intelligence officers at Wangtianya.
Their king came, and their king himself came to receive them.
The spirit was shaken instantly, and the intelligence personnel at Wangtianya fought with all their lives.
In the battle, due to the participation of Yun Shitian and Luo Yu, blood splattered again.
The two groups of people met gods and killed gods, and met Buddhas and killed Buddhas. They headed towards the fork in the two directions and killed each other, approaching Jun Yun and his wife.
The mountain breeze is biting, and the cold wind is getting more and more ruthless.
The broad blue sky above our heads has dimmed faintly, and the clouds that were white just now have now been rendered with a faint black color.
The wind whizzed by, and the breath began to be suppressed.
At this time, Yun Qiong and Feng Wuxin, who were rushing in on the eleven-pole Luan Feng Fei Peng, had almost covered the place where Yun Shitian and Luo Yu had flown in more than a day in half a day.
At this time, he did not care about entering the Brahma Pavilion with great fanfare, so he entered directly on Luan Feng.
Luan and phoenix fly quickly, thousands of miles in an instant.