The God King fell to the ground, his head was split, and his face and facial features were distorted.

Nan Xueluo stood in front of Qingge, like a protective barrier, then looked at Fang Yu with a sharp look.

Qingge saw a pair of snow-colored wings behind Nan Xueluo's ridge, and his heart pounded.

She remembered something.

In the past few years, there are not many people with Yinpin.

The lotus in Penglai Fairyland, the elf goddess Ye Bilan, and then the snow girl.

When she was in Shenyuedu, she heard that the unique symbol of the perishing racial dream clan was Silver Eyes.

In other words, the Silver Eyes do not originate from the Dream Clan, but the Dream Clan must have clean and holy Silver Eyes.

Snow Girl - Will she have a specific relationship with the Dream Clan? Or is she nervous, so she is worried too much?

Qingge raised his hand, rubbed his temples gently, and looked at Fang Yu with Nan Xueluo with his eyes dull.

Is the battle in Dongzhou really over here? Has the dust settled?

Fang Yu also 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, until the last moment, Fang Yu will never sell his soul to the soul.

Fang Zhuo has been planning this battle for a long time, but he never thought that he was defeated so tragically.

Fang Yu was cold all over and his limbs were trembling, like a sieve.

"Mr. Fang?" Li Qinglian asked.

Fang Yu closed his eyes and did not dare to look directly at Nan Xueluo's eyes.

In just a moment, Fang Yu sorted out everything that happened before.

After a long time, Fang Yu opened his eyes and turned around and walked towards the camp.

Li Qinglian looked at Qingge, pursed her lips and hesitated for a while, and then followed Fang Zhuo.

The huge camp was empty, with only Fang Yu and Li Qinglian.

Fang Yu stood with his hands behind his back, facing Li Qinglian, and looked up at a painting hanging on the wall of the camp.

The immortal in the painting is not someone else, but Yan Bitong, who is dressed like fire and holding a long sword in his hand.

When he was young, Yan Bitong was full of energy, smiling and proud of the heroes, and had a unique charm.

Later, there was a resentment between Yan Bitong's eyebrows.

"I didn't expect that Nan Xueluo would revive with her body of wind and snow. Her power was above the God King. Lord Fang, what do you plan to do? In this battle, the Eastern Emperor had the help of Xuenn, and the three sects of Ding Mansions as shields. We lost Xun Wucheng's help. The situation seemed not very good." Li Qinglian analyzed rationally.

"Will the Lord of God come to help us?" Li Qinglian asked.

Fang Yu shook his head: "How smart is the Lord of God? He is still watching the situation. If I am a useless abandoned son, he will be the first one to abandon me."

"What should I do here in Dongzhou?" Li Qinglian asked.

Fang Yu was silent for a long time, and suddenly walked to the desk, holding a wolf's pen ink, and wrote a few lines of words on the snow-white rice paper. After the ink was dried, he put it in a gilded letter paper and handed the letter to Li Qinglian: "Be sure to hand this letter to Li Yuanhou, let him find a way to contact Qinglian. The God King is useless. Since this is the case, it would be better to let Qinglian take the God King and Nan Xueluo together. It is better than being annoying here. Without Nan Xueluo's help, I have my own way to deal with Ye Qingge."

Li Qinglian took the letter, lowered her eyes and looked at it for a long time, let out a sigh, nodded, and left quickly.

In the camp, Fang Zhu was left in a blink of an eye. Fang Zhu sat on the desk, raised his head and narrowed his eyes to look at the painting.

Once upon a time, he also wandered around the world, making a living by painting.

After meeting Yan Bitong, his paintings were made only for Yan Bitong.

Fang Yu opened the curtain of the camp, and the light of the setting sun shone down, and a lengthened shadow appeared behind him.

The shadow outlined by the light, at first glance, was creepy. When you look closely, it was not a human-shaped shadow, but... a snake shadow.

Fang Yu raised his hand and placed it in his heart. He smiled coldly and said to himself: "It is still unknown which one wins and who will lose in this battle. Ye Qingge, don't be proud of it."

While Fang Zhu muttered to himself, a huge dark shadow covered Fang Zhu's head, blurring Fang Zhu's vision!

Fang Yu subconsciously looked up and saw a snow phoenix spreading its wings, its body was so big that it covered the sky and the sun.

The snow phoenix roared for a long time, and the wind and snow turned into a graceful figure, and the snow girl appeared in the heavy snow and strong wind.

The snow girl was standing tall, stepping on the wind barefoot, looking down at Fang Zhu, and then threw something at Fang Zhu.

The thing fell to the ground and broke a deep pit at the feet in front of Fang Yu.

Fang Yu looked down and saw that there was no one else in the deep pit, but Li Qinglian who wanted to deliver the letter.

Seeing this, Fang Yu clenched his hands slightly, then let go, and a gentle smile appeared on his gloomy cheeks.

The snow girl stretched out her right hand and a gilded envelope was sandwiched between her fingers.

"You... deserve to die..."

After saying that, a cluster of silver flames lit up at the fingertips of the snow girl, burning the envelope to ashes.

The next moment, the snow girl swooped down and headed straight to Fang Zhuo.

“Let’s wait…”

A rumble of thunder sounded, like a bell ringing, full of energy, as if a mix came from all directions.

When the snow girl heard the sound, she frowned and saw her hand squeezing Fang Yu's neck, condensed in the air.

A golden light enveloped Fang Zhu, protecting Fang Zhu completely.

"The Golden Sound Bell Cover is a good treasure." The snow girl sneered.

"God Lord!" Duan Yun's voice sounded in Qingge's ears.

Qingge turned his head to look at Duan Yun, Duan Yun's face turned pale and explained: "The Golden Sound Bell Cover is one of the personal treasures of the Lord of God. When the Five Continents and Four Divisions fought in one battle, the Palace Master and the Lord of God were in a shocking battle, and both were injured. At that time, the Palace Master used a secret move and almost killed the Lord of God. It was this Golden Sound Bell Cover that saved the Lord of God! This Golden Sound Bell Cover is the master of reincarnation. I am afraid that Lord Xue Nu will not be able to take down the Prison in a while!"

"I have to say that Kongxu is really lucky, and he will never die like this." Feng Qingyang said coldly, feeling a little angry with gritting his teeth.

Qingge's eyes gradually became sharper. She raised her head and saw a light and shadow in the gray ninth heaven.

I once saw the afterimage of the God Lord in Dongzhou.

How powerful is a mere afterimage?

Now, the light in the shadow became stronger and stronger, and a flesh and blood body gradually appeared.

Is the Lord of God here?

"Snow Girl, you are the remnant soul ten thousand years ago. You should not participate in the current battle in Dongzhou. You should understand this rule." Before the person arrived, the voice arrived first.

The voice of the Lord of God is low and magnetic, as if it comes from the horizon.

When the sound rang out, everyone on the Dongzhou battlefield, including Qingge, could clearly feel it, and a nerve in his brain trembled.

It seemed like a thunder struck down, its whole body was terrified and its limbs were trembling.

The power of the Lord of God shook the Eastern continent and overwhelmed the heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!