The God King fell to the ground with a splitting headache and pain that made his face and facial features distorted. Nan
Xueluo stood in front of Qing Ge, like a protective barrier, and then looked at Fang Yu with piercing eyes.
Qingge saw a pair of snow-colored wings behind Nan Xueluoji, and her heart skipped a beat.
She remembered something.
In the past few years, I have not seen many people with silver eyes. Peng
The lotus flower in Lai Fairyland, the elf goddess Ye Bilan, and then the Snow Girl. In
When she was in Shenyue Capital, she heard that the unique symbol of that extinct race, the Dream Clan, was silver eyes.
In other words, people with silver eyes do not originate from the Dream tribe, but people from the Dream tribe must have clean and holy silver eyes. Snow
Will the girl have a certain relationship with the Dream Clan? Or is she nervous and worried too much?
Qingge raised her hand, rubbed her temples lightly, and looked at Fang Yu with dull eyes along with Nan Xueluo.
Is this battle in Dongzhou really over and the dust has settled?
Fang Yu still has the power of the ten-thousand-year-old snake demon in his body. Once this power is used, it will alarm the Qinglian clan.
Therefore, Fang Yu will never sell his soul to the soul until the last moment. This is
Fang Yu had been planning the battle for a long time, but he never imagined that he would suffer such a tragic defeat.
Fang Yu felt cold all over, and his limbs were trembling like chaff.
"Master Fang?" Li Qinglian asked.
Fang Yu closed his eyes, not daring to look directly into Nan Xueluo's eyes.
In just a blink of an eye, Fang Yu sorted out everything that had happened before.
After a while, Fang Yu opened his eyes, turned around and walked towards the camp. Li
Qinglian looked at Qingge, pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, then followed Sang Jing.
The huge camp was empty except for Fang Yu and Li Qinglian.
Fang Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his back to Li Qinglian, looking up at a painting hanging on the wall of the tent.
The fairy in the painting is none other than Yan Bingtong, dressed in red like fire and holding a long sword.
When she was young, Yan Bingtong was full of energy, smiling proudly, and had a unique grace.
Later, there was a hint of resentment hanging between Yan Bingtong's eyebrows.
"I didn't expect that Nan Xueluo would revive with the body of wind and snow. Her power is superior to that of the God King. Mr. Fang, what are you going to do? In this battle, the Eastern Emperor has the Snow Girl to help him and the three sects of the Ding Mansion as a shield, and we
Without the help of Xunwu Lei again, the situation seems not to be good." Li Qinglian analyzed rationally."
Will the God Lord come to help us?" Li Qinglian asked. Fang
Prison shook his head: "How shrewd the Lord of God is, he is still waiting to see the situation. If I have become a useless abandoned son, he will be the first to abandon me."
"What should we do here in Dongzhou?" Li Qinglian asked Fang.
The prisoner was silent for a long time, then suddenly walked up to the case, dipped his hand in ink with a wolf-brush pen, and wrote a few lines on the white rice paper. After the ink dried, he put it into a gilt letter paper and handed the letter to Li Qinglian:
"Be sure to give this letter to Marquis Li Yuan and ask him to find a way to contact Qinglian. The God King is no longer useful. In this case, it is better for Qinglian to take the God King and Nan Xueluo in. It is better than being an eyesore here.
Without Nan Xueluo's help, I will have my own way to deal with Ye Qingge." Li
Qinglian took the letter, looked at it with lowered eyes for a long time, exhaled, nodded, and left quickly.
In the camp, Fang Yu was the only one left in the blink of an eye. Fang Yu was sitting on the desk, looking up at the painting with squinted eyes. Zeng
Historically, he also wandered around the world, calling himself home all over the world, making a living by painting.
After meeting Yan Bingtong, from then on, his paintings were only made for Yan Bingtong. Fang
The prison opened the curtain of the tent, and the light of the setting sun fell down, casting a long shadow behind him. The light
The shadow outlined by the light is terrifying at first glance, but if you look closely, you will see that it is not a human-shaped shadow, but... a snake shadow. Square
Prison raised his hand, placed it on his heart, smiled coldly, and said to himself: "Who will win or lose in this battle is still unknown. I sing in the night, don't get carried away."
While Fang Yu was mumbling to himself, a huge dark shadow covered Fang Yu's head, blurring Fang Yu's sight! Fang Yu
Prison subconsciously looked up and saw a snow phoenix with its wings spread out. Its body was so big that it covered the sky and the sun.
The phoenix chirped, the wind and snow turned into a graceful figure, and the snow girl emerged from the heavy snow and strong wind.
The snow girl was standing high, stepping on the wind with her bare feet, looking down at Fang Yu, and then threw something towards Fang Yu.
The object fell to the ground, creating a deep pit at Fang Yu's feet.
Fang Yu looked down and saw that there was no one else in the pit but Li Qinglian who was about to deliver a letter.
Seeing this, Fang Yu's hands clenched slightly, then relaxed, and a gentle smile appeared on his gloomy cheeks.
The snow girl stretched out her right hand, holding a gilt envelope between her fingers. "
You... deserve to die..." said
Then, the snow girl's fingertips lit up a cluster of silver flames, burning the envelope to ashes. Next
In an instant, the snow girl swooped down and went straight to the prison. "
Wait a minute..."
A rumbling sound like thunder sounded, like a bell ringing, full of energy, like a mixed sound coming from all directions. Snow
When the woman heard the voice, she frowned, and saw her hand pinching Fang Yu's neck frozen in mid-air.
A golden light enveloped Fang Yu, protecting Fang Yu completely. "
The Golden Bell Jar is a pretty good treasure." Snow Girl sneered.
"God Lord!" Duan Yun's voice sounded in Qingge's ears.
Qingge turned to look at Duan Yun. Duan Yun's face was pale and she explained: "The Golden Sound Bell Jar is one of the God Lord's personal treasures. When Wuzhou and the Four Tribes fought, the Palace Master and the God Lord fought in an earth-shattering fight, and both sides were injured.
At that time, the master of the palace used a dirty trick and almost killed the god master. It was this golden bell that saved the life of the god! This golden bell is the gift of the master of reincarnation. I am afraid that Lady Xue Nu will not be able to do anything for a while.
Take Hell!"
"I have to say that Kong is really lucky. He won't die even if he does this." Feng Qingyang said coldly, with a bit of teeth-gnashing anger.
Ge's eyes gradually became sharper. She raised her head and saw a ray of light in the gray ninth sky. Zeng
In Dongzhou, I saw the afterimage of the God Lord once.
A mere afterimage is so powerful.
Now, the light in the shadow is getting stronger and stronger, and a body of flesh and blood can be seen gradually appearing.
Is the Lord God coming...
"Snow Girl, you are the remnant soul of ten thousand years ago. You are not allowed to participate in the current battle of Dongzhou. Sir, you should understand this rule." Before the person arrived, the voice came first.
The voice of the Lord God is deep and magnetic, as if it comes from the sky.
When that sound sounded, everyone on the Dongzhou battlefield, including Qing Ge, could clearly feel that a nerve in their brains was trembling.
There was a violent thunder strike, which made my whole body tremble and my limbs tremble.
The power of the Divine Lord shook the East Continent and covered the heaven and the earth.
The Lord of God wore a golden mask, and the eyes behind the mask looked at the three sects indifferently.