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Hua Caiyun can't help but smile.

It turns out that all this seems to be a success, but it is a huge trap carefully planned by Heaven!

"This is the case." Zhang Yin and others calmly smiled.

Qing Yue An and others responded.

"In order to make us feel at ease, you actually let me enslave the old man of sorrow, it is really speculative." Shen from the sound of cold.

"This is not our plan, nor is it the plan of the Dragon King." Zhang Yin shook his head, and it was the head of the four. "You know, all your actions have not escaped the calculation of Ziwei Fairy. Let me wait for the lurking." It is also the arrangement of Ziwei Fairy."

Song Qiyuan’s gaze was once again projected on the Dragon Palace: “In this way, this eight-turn fairy house is actually a slave house.... It’s actually able to enslave eight turns, and as many as four! Continue to suppress and enslave the emperor Tibetans... Throughout the ages, this is probably the first fairy house in the slavery!"

Zhang Yin and others have changed slightly.

Qing Yue An, Hua Caiyun and Shen Congsheng all looked at Song Qiyuan and immediately understood that Song Qiyuan did not give up.

Although it has been so shocked, but Song Qiyuan and other eight turn to the strong, who is so easy to give up?

Moreover, although they have suffered from the calculations and injuries on their bodies, they still have a lot of fighting power and continue to fight for it. There is still hope.

It’s not that easy to count the eight turns of the fairy.

The vast majority of the immortal killings, once mobilized, there is a breath.

Therefore, Zhang Yin and others did not brew any horrible killings, and they masked the breath of the killings.

It is very rare to be able to hide the means of killing.

For the time being, it is also dominated by Wu Yong in southern Xinjiang. The rest of the people, even the members of the heavens, did not own it.

Boom!

The Thunder blasted again.

Song Qiyuan and others are not willing to give up, and Zhang Yin and others launched a fight.

Undefeated blessed battlefield.

White water with Chen Yi and fight back.

Wu Yong and others successively shot, trying to force her to stay away from the back of the big array, thus killing the two rounds of heaven in the battle.

The white scorpion water is left and right, and the danger is like a ring.

The Southern Xinjiang Zhuxian brought great pressure to her, especially Wu Yong. The smell of any killings was covered up by him, and it broke out suddenly, making Baishui water very jealous. Even if Wu Yong does not do it, she still has to pay attention to this dangerous person.

"Let me down, you are going!" Chen Yidao.

In his body, he is fascinating to send friends, and he can’t move, only to die.

At this moment, his sleeves, eyebrows, and hair are dissipating, his limbs are not perfect, and the horror power of the friend's wind will completely eliminate his limbs and spread to his torso.

Fortunately, sending friends is not contagious, only for Chen Yiyi, Baishui water has the courage to protect Chen clothing.

"Do you think I am going to save you?"

Chen Yi has a slight glimpse.

He suddenly understood.

Sure enough, Baishui continued to convey: "I did this on purpose, and I will not give up on you. Putting myself in danger is to attract the attention of the Southern Xinjiang, and delay the time for the people behind them to let them arrange more. You are dead, but you can still play some residual heat. I may also die, but as long as I can delay the time. For heaven, for Zhongzhou, for the people of the world, what is the sacrifice?"

Chen Yi was silent. He suddenly wanted to smile. At this moment, death seemed to be insignificant.

Although he is very obsessed with and attached to power, he also has a human righteousness. Like the white water, he is not afraid of sacrifice. If this is not the case, Ziwei Fairy will not promote him as a member of Heaven.

However, Chen Yi did not smile at all, but his face was even more depressed and painful. He wanted to act and cooperate with Bai Shushui to confuse the Southern Xinjiang.

"Let me play a little bit of heat at the end of my life." Chen Yi calmly, he is dead.

But at this moment, a song was introduced into his ear.

Under such a fierce battle, who still has the heart to sing?

Chen Yi stunned and immediately became attracted to the song.

Like him, there are Baishui, Wuyong and others.

The song is heavy and heavy, and it seems to be full of contradictions and very unique.

At first, the song was just like a small mountain stream, slowly flowing. Subsequently, the creek seemed to become a magma, expanding into a long river, in the rolling hills, as if the dragon wandered.

At the same time, the mountains under the magma giant river became a wave, and they were one after another.

Magma and waves collide and communicate, stimulating water vapor that covers the ground.

The water vapor condenses into a blossoming blue cloud, and the blue sky seems to be sent to the clouds.

Suddenly, lightning and thunder, lightning thundered Qingyun, the fairy in the field seemed to fall from the clouds, and the bottom of my heart was empty.

Virtual and real, high and low. Sometimes the spirit is flying, sometimes it is violent. Sometimes the back of the bow bends, sometimes fluttering...

In the battlefield, the war stopped, everyone was immersed in the song, forgetting.

But the song was suddenly interrupted, and the celestial beings were quickly awake.

The pool song is full of dignified color: "What song is this? It is so horrible that I am so deeply trapped in it that I can't extricate myself!"

Qiao Zhicai was pale and full of color: "Fortunately, the song is suddenly interrupted, otherwise we are afraid that none of them will be spared."

"What song is this?" Yifeng asked.

An eight-turn singer went out of the big squad. He was dressed in a red and white robe, and he was calm and relaxed. "This is my new destiny song."

It is Feng Jiu Ge!

"Hey, fate? A big tone."

"Unbelievable! This fate song actually saved my life." Chen Yi's cheers came, he only left his torso and head, but the friend wind has stopped to dissipate. Although the injury is horrible, Chen Yi’s fate is guaranteed.

The southern Xinjiang Zhuxian stayed.

Wu Yong’s friendship is a level of eight turns. The fate song of Feng Jiu Ge, with the core of life, is the same as eight revolutions!

"It's you again!" Wu Yong stared at Feng Jiu Ge.

Last time, he wanted to kill Fang Yuan. Feng Jiu Ge protected Fang Yuan’s life.

This time, he wants to kill Chen Yi, the same is Feng Jiu Ge shot, to stop Chen Yi's sacrifice.

Two times in a row, Feng Jiu Ge has broken Wu Yong’s plan!

And these two times are quite critical.

Rao is Wu Yong, who is not a hero, has a broad chest, can bear the human can't bear it, and can't help but be angry at the moment.

"Feng Jiu Ge, you really is a peerless wizard." Wu Yong's eyes are fascinated into a seam, his voice is dull but like a cold wind, cold and boneless, "Come, make all your skills, I have to learn a little." ""

Said, the hurricane scraped.

This is Wu Yong's infinite wind, has been raging in the battlefield, like a giant pillar to support the sky.

This blow is enough to consume the 10,000 road winds on Wu Yong!

The infinite wind has lasted for a long time, and the wind is vast and vast, and it is pressed against Feng Jiu Ge and others.

Feng Jiu Ge smiled bitterly: "The Wu Yong adults are unpredictable, and there is only a temporary escape."

White water still drags Chen Yi: "Almost, let's go!"

The big array behind the three, then expanded. With such a response, they successfully returned to the big array.

As soon as he entered the battlefield, Feng Jiu Ge slammed a blood, his face was like gold paper, and he was crumbling.

"What happened to you?" Bai Shushui quickly helped.

Feng Jiu Ge smiled, his face was quite ugly, and his breathing was extremely weak: "I am a fate song, but it is only a grassroots creation. Half of the songs have not been completed. I have to perform this time and I have suffered a lot."

"Feng Laodi is willing to take risks and save the old man's life. This kind of life-saving grace, the old man will not forget forever!" Chen Yi sighed.

"Now the chaos in Zhongzhou, the southern Xinjiang Zhuxian came to the forefront, I am saving you, but in fact it is for the entire Zhongzhou overall situation." Feng Jiuqi shook his head slightly.

Chen Yi looked at Feng Jiu Ge and looked at Bai Yushui. He thought that both of them were unwilling to take care of themselves. They couldn’t help but laugh. “No matter how dangerous the situation is, there is a spirit of fighting, not afraid of death, this time. Win, heaven will win!"

Heaven court.

Has been paying close attention to the uncompromising blessings of the Ziwei fairy, spit out the chest in the air, smile and smile.

"A good phoenix song, a good fate song!"

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However, a real step and a step forward are not the two super-powers, but a fairy.

"Feng Jiu Ge!" Ziwei fairy mouth whispered.

Although she has always been optimistic about the talent and talent of Feng Jiu Ge, now she suddenly found out that she still greatly underestimated him.

The sacrifice of Chen Yi, in the view of Ziwei Fairy, is a foregone conclusion. Because the friendship wind is once in the middle, there is no solution. Unless you have been strictly guarded before.

I did not expect this historical record to be directly broken by Feng Jiu.

In history, there have never been cases of positive cracking and sending friends. Undoubtedly, after the big wind, Feng Jiu Ge once again created history!

The battlefield of the Imperial City.

A burst of cheers lingered in the Imperial City.

The final competition of the Zhongzhou Refining Conference was successfully completed.

This means that here is no longer the key to heaven.

The West Desert, who noticed this, retreated and tried to transfer.

After all, they did not destroy the Imperial City and destroyed the Zhongzhou Refining Conference.

"everything is over."

"Oh, let the heavens succeed."

The West Desert is frustrated, but it is not easy for them to evacuate. The Zhongzhou side has been increased by the number of heroes in the country. They don’t want to let them go so easily.

Fang Yuan is in a heavy mood.

He has tried his best, but there is no way.

The methods of the heavens were endless, which made him big and unexpected.

After all, the foundation of heaven is too strong, and Fang Yuan can't match it.

Although he has been repeatedly passed down by His Holiness, and he has taken advantage of it, his strength has advanced by leaps and bounds. However, Tianting and Zhongzhou have experienced three million years, and have accumulated countless elite talents from generation to generation!