The Changhong Sword was obtained by Ye Jingjing in the Four-Star Luohua City!

In the power formation, the leader of the Fantasy Moon raised his head and squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Jingjing.

She has always been very curious about why Ye Jingjing and the high priest are clearly real human bloodlines, so why do they have different auras?

Facts prove the conjecture of the Sect Master Huanyue.

The high priest's wolf-body and animal bones and Ye Jingjing's black wings are not what the human race should have.

Is it innately possessed or acquired?

The leader of the Fantasy Moon was chasing him and was filled with worry.

There is no time to think about anything else now.

Lord of the Dark Palace, No. 1...

Even Ye Jingjing's situation is very dangerous.

The black wings derived from Ye Jingjing's spine are very large in size, and they seem to be able to swallow the sky and fertile sun. They spread out from the vast yellow sand, covering the shadows of all four disciples.

As the wings unfolded, the shadow spread rapidly like a flood and a beast, covering the young man and the palace master who were bound in the chain of power.

No. 1 raised his head and looked at Ye Jingjing holding the Changhong Sword. Her blue eyes were covered with blood, and her voice was hoarse: "Jingjing... go..."

Ye Jingjing turned her back to No. 1, and her face covered with scars no longer had any expression.

Her hands were raised high, her palms pressed against the hilt of the sword.

In an instant, the sword light was like a rainbow.

The light thorns the desert.

The sword energy swept across and devoured the world.

Ye Jingjing shouted, rushed out, pointing her sword at Zhang Yu's eyebrows.

——Ayi, let Jingjing protect you.

--forever.

"A little trick!"

Zhang Yu sneered, and after a sneer, the lightning lightning flashed with lightning, and two thunder fists fought against the Changhong Sword.

The remaining fourteen high-level Xuanling masters each had magic weapons and sacrificed them all, and all rushed towards Ye Jingjing.

Ye Jingjing rushed forward like a sword light, rushing out like lightning.

Bang!

The wings behind Ye Jingjing were like dense black clouds, surrounded by many shade crows.

hiss--

The crow's sharp cry kept ringing here.

Countless crows rushed towards the other Xuanling masters, biting, whistling, and demonic sounds penetrated their ears, destroying a magic treasure.

Ye Jingjing only locked in one target, that is Zhang Yu!

Zhang Yu avoided the sword energy blade, and his strong body was agile and agile. Zhang Yu stepped on the lightning light, shuttled through the yellow sand blood mist, and slipped away from the Changhong sword. The cold light of the sword blade stabbed forward against his close face.

Ye Jingjing's sword fell into nothing, turned her wrist and immediately closed her momentum and changed direction, and then stabbed Zhang Yu's side. This time, the sword was in a different direction, no longer simply and roughly, but used the sword light and blade to stab from the oblique side.

At the same time, hundreds of crows opened their sharp mouths, and the sound of sharp crying sounds sounded, stimulating Zhang Yu's soul. Zhang Yu was confused for a moment. Ye Jingjing seized the opportunity and stabbed Zhang Yu's shoulder blade without hesitation.

The sharp sword tip could not even touch Zhang Yu's clothes. The lightning flashed with light, like a shield barrier formed around Zhang Yu's body, like a layer of armor worn on his body.

This armor is covered with lightning attributes, and it cannot be broken no matter how hard it is.

Zhang Yu is a rough and rough person, and his soul is much stronger than that of an ordinary adult cultivator. He has been at the twelfth level for many years and has already reached the peak and is only a piece of paper away from the Origin Realm.

Soon, Zhang Yu came to his senses from the Yin Crow Demon Sound, his eyes became clear and clear, and then there was endless evil spirit, and a scorching fire that made people panic.

Zhang Yu looked at Ye Jingjing frantically, and the corners of his mouth were about to grin behind his ears, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Ye Jingjing saw that the Changhong Sword did not pierce Zhang Yu's shoulder blade, and her eyebrows were lowered and her face was full of anger! Then she poured power into the Changhong Sword!

But I saw thousands of crows coming with the wind and entering the Changhong Sword one by one.

Even so, Zhang Yu still didn't move at all, and the Lei Gang, who was protecting his body, only broke a little gap.

"Little girl, your sword is still a little tender."

After saying that, Zhang Yu clenched his fists with both hands and suddenly increased his strength.

Lei Gang rushed out and fought back with force, shaking the Changhong Sword, and along the sword body, he rushed to Ye Jingjing's tiger's mouth.

Ye Jingjing's tiger's mouth was numb, and her delicate body flew backwards like a broken kite. Even the man and the sword fell to the ground, and ate a mouthful of yellow sand.

Ye Jingjing's pupils shrank a little, and suddenly looked up, but saw Zhang Yu leading the fourteen high-level mysterious spirits of Wulu Hezong pressing step by step, forming an airtight encirclement here.

A pair of boots approached Ye Jingjing on the sand, and the front, back, left and right were all high-level mysterious spirits that Megatron Four.

Ye Jingjing's long rainbow sword fell to the ground, and the wings behind her were damaged by several wounds, and the bright red blood stinged the boy's eyes.

Ye Jingjing calmed down and wanted to reach out to pick up the Changhong Sword.

One foot stepped on the Changhong Sword.

Zhang Yu looked at Ye Jingjing from a high place, his ugly and blue face filled with violent flashing thunder and lightning.

Lord Li said, "Brother Zhang, although this girl is a little ugly, she is used to seeing great beauty. Such a girl has a unique flavor."

"See or not."

Zhang Yu waved his hand and pointed at the boy: "That boy is this girl's man."

"Tsk... It's really stronger than gold." Lord Li tore off the fabric on Ye Jingjing's shoulders, and a hole appeared, and the shoulders exposed their white skin as white as snow.

roar!

The young man bound by the chain of strength kept changing in the form of human body and wolf body. He angrily let out the roar of wild beasts, and the bones under his body continued to deform.

The pair of blue eyes and the edges of the pupils were covered in scarlet red as if they were bloodshot.

He was angry and wanted to go against the sky.

With strange and violent eyes as wild beasts, she glared at the lord masters who gathered Ye Jingjing.

Ye Jingjing supported the ground with both hands and stood up slowly.

Zhang Yu punched Ye Jingjing's Tianlinggu, and Ye Jingjing was dizzy and fell to the ground again.

"These wings are really good." Lord Li slashed down with a sword, slashing Ye Jingjing's wings.

A blood slit was cut on the inside of the wings.

"ah……"

Ye Jingjing raised her head, sweating heavily, and her eyes were like empty purple-black vortexes.

"Jingjing..." The Dark Palace Master hung in the chain of strength, looked at Ye Jingjing worriedly, and suddenly shouted: "You guys are a little bit sensible. In order to save 108 lands, the Empress went deep into the forbidden area of ​​the void. The Empress is a hero."

"And she is the Empress's sister and the hero's sister. She has the same surname as the Empress. Don't go too far!" The voice of the Lord of the Dark Palace slowly began to hoarse.

"The Empress's sister?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yu became even more fanatical.

The sword in Lord Li's hand was stronger, and the cracks on Ye Jingjing's wings expanded a lot.
Chapter completed!