Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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After the golden ship entered the starry sky, it skimmed in a more distant direction.

Another two or three years passed. In these two or three years, Ye Bai and the others did not meet the Wind Clan, but met Emperor Xin and Zhan Crazy's team.

In the Tianmei Starfield, there are countless floating continents, and the three teams restrained themselves, and did not fight because of the competition for a moment and a place.

Ye Bai knew for the first time that Taoist Baogou had joined Emperor Xin's command, and he was secretly vigilant.

His relationship with Lan Yehe and the others was lukewarm, not as close as when he went to the Black Temple twice.As for his shattered right arm, it has grown back and is as good as ever.

On this day, everyone once again landed on a floating continent with an area about four or five times the size of Sky Continent. Years later, the search of this continent will end, *no* wrong *little* said.s. to find other people to gather."

The crowd nodded.

Just as he was about to agree, a slight explosion came from afar.

boom!

Everyone's eyes opened, and their consciousness flew out in the direction of the sound like lightning.It only spread for a distance of two to three hundred miles, and the scene of a big battle was imprinted in the eyes of the two of them.

One of them is naturally a human monk. The leading monk is tall, with unusually broad shoulders and silver hair. He is Zhan Crazy.

Everyone's eyes almost fell on Zhan Kuangzi at the first glance, not only because he was an old acquaintance, but also because he held a silver spear in his hand that he had never seen before. This silver spear , about two feet long.The shape is not exaggerated, but when he danced casually, the sky was full of flames, instantly burning the vegetation in the nearby space to ashes, the long river dried up, and the land with a radius of thousands of miles.It was scorched black.

Zhan Kuang held the silver spear in his hand and danced wildly, while the flames were blazing around him, like a general in fire, majestic and majestic.

"Xianbao!"

Everyone looked at the spear in Zhan Crazy's hand, and their eyes clashed suddenly. What else could Zhan Crazy give up his best Dao Heart Wheel supernatural power to live up to the heavens?

Even Ye Bai was greatly moved when he saw it.I am sure in my heart that on the day of the battle of madness, the box I chose must be filled with this spear, and there is indeed a fairy treasure in the reward of the Great Master.

Ye Bai felt complicated for a while, and he couldn't tell whether it was right or wrong for him to take the three Zhuanlun Pills in the end. "What are the origins of those two Wind Clans? Zhan Madness has immortal treasures. They are still at a disadvantage?"

A sound of exclamation came from Li Zhongyuan's mouth.

Ye Bai came back to his senses.Looking closely, Zhan Kuang's opponents are two young men from the Wind Clan.

One of them was the short-haired Feng Clan late king-level man who he saw from a distance when he passed through the Pure Land Continent for the first time.

This time, this person also gave up using supernatural powers.Instead, he controlled a golden sword that was six feet long and nearly a foot wide to fight against Zhan Kuang.

The two magic weapons, you come and go, collide with countless sparks, and the golden sword does not lose the wind in the slightest.It is clearly another fairy treasure.

Ye Bai saw that his scalp exploded.

And the other Fengzu monk, who is a little thinner, with a gentle and elegant appearance, is also in the late stage of the king level, and has not used supernatural powers. He stands in the void not far from the two of them, holding a magic weapon like a bamboo flute. On the edge of his mouth, Youyou was playing, with a relaxed expression, the clear and melodious sound came from the instrument in his mouth, and he didn't know what it was for.

Although Zhan Kuang fell to the wind, he was obviously not injured by the young Feng Clan holding a golden sword, but his face was painful. He wanted to kill the Feng Clan playing the flute several times, but he was stopped by the young man holding the sword, and The young flute player dodged calmly.

As for whether his flute is a fairy treasure, no one knows.

The sound of bang bang exploded, and the battle continued for a long time, which was obviously not good for the battle madness.

And the monks who followed Zhan Crazy fought fiercely with eight or nine other Wind Clans tens of thousands of feet away. Their opponents ranged from the early to the middle stage of the king class, and the scene was evenly matched.

But as long as Zhan Crazy dies, they must lose!

……

"Brother Dao, what should we do?"

Taoist Hengyu asked Lan Yehe.

Everyone also looked at him together, Ye Bai's eyes were full of worry, Zhan Kuang had pointed him out about the Dao Heart Wheel after all, so it was kind of friendly.

The others have nothing to do with Zhan Crazy's team. What should I do? It's not just to help Zhan Crazy, but since the Wind Clan came nearby, they will find them sooner or later. The meaning is whether to join forces to fight against Crazy and them, and kill the Wind Clan.

When Lan Yehe heard this, he was caught in a dilemma. Only monks who had fought against the fairy treasure could understand the horror of the fairy treasure.

"what--"

A long scream sounded.

Everyone looked again, and saw that Zhan Kuang's upper body clothes were torn, and on his bare chest, there was a two-foot-long bloodstain, with blood spattering.

After injuring Zhan Crazy, the sword-wielding youth of the Wind Clan went on the offensive even more fiercely, and the golden light exploded, bursting out rounds of scorching sun, which made people's eyes sting!

"War madness is not good!"

Long Qi said something.

When everyone was amazed, the situation in the field changed suddenly, and another human monk died.

As soon as this person died, a monk with the appearance of an old man fled in a distant direction.

The Zhan Crazy team, after two trips to Hei Mao, only has four old monks, and the other five are newly recruited monks. The time together is short, and after all, it presents a mob situation.If it were normal times, it would be fine, but when it comes to life and death, there will definitely be chaos.

Seeing that some monks started to run away, and Zhan Crazy appeared to be defeated again, the whole team finally started to panic, and the other three newly recruited monks also ran away respectively.

Among the Wind Clan, no one chased them out for the time being, but besieged the remaining four together.

"Cowardless guy!"

Sensing the situation, Zhan Kuang roared with anger in his eyes.

"Crazy brother, what should we do?"

An old voice transmission sounded in Zhan Kuang's mind. The monk who asked the question was none other than Daoist Qingyu. crazy.

However, this old situation is also in jeopardy, blood has been spattered in several places all over his body.

"You guys go too, spread out and run for your lives!"

Although Zhan Kuang was annoyed, he couldn't think of a better way. He knew in his heart that his team might be coming to an end this time.

"Crazy bro—"

Zhan Kuang's voice sounded in the minds of the four of them at the same time, and one of them immediately yelled out with a sad and angry expression on his face, and none of the four left immediately.

"go!"

Zhan Crazy's sound transmission suddenly became severe.

The four of them stared hard, and after gritting their teeth, they finally forced their opponents back and fled towards the starry sky.And Zhan Crazy, at the same time, fled into the starry sky in another direction.

A group of Feng Clan, who had already swept out, suddenly stopped.

After a few breaths, they all flew in different directions. The monk holding the golden giant sword chased after Zhan Crazy, and the other monks in the junior and middle stages of the king level chased after Zhan Crazy.

And that Wind Clan monk who was playing the flute suddenly turned his eyes and looked in the direction of Ye Bai, Lan Yehe and the others!

With a single step, he chased after him.

This person is a 27-year-old monk from the Wind Clan, with a slender figure, a gentle and elegant appearance, and a jade tree facing the wind. He has long green hair, which is neatly arranged and draped behind his head. There is a proud smile on his face. However, in the eyes that looked towards Ye Bai and the others, there was a faint murderous intent.

These Feng Clan are extremely sensitive to the monk's soul peeping, and they even sensed the source of their spiritual consciousness during the battle.

"go!"

Blue Wild Crane snorted, and with a swish, took out the golden sword boat again.

Up to now, there is no need to worry about whether to help Zhan Kuang and others. My own troubles have already come. Since the other party dares to chase the crowd alone, he obviously has clever means. Stay here and fight with him. It is unwise.If you can kill him, that's all right, if you can't kill him, just stay here, and when the young man from the Wind Clan holding the golden sword comes back, you will definitely die.

Hearing the voice of the blue wild crane, everyone hurriedly boarded the golden sword boat.

Whoosh!

The golden sword boat rushed out like a golden lightning bolt.

Seeing the people fleeing in the golden boat, the young man of the Feng Clan twitched his mouth, showing a sneer, and scratched at the void, and found a ball of white light.

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