Spiritual Furnace

At this moment, the void on the right side is also broken, and a rich and powerful Demonic Qi immediately emerges.

Among them, a young man with a beautiful face and a demon, walked out of it, and the pair of blue eyes with a fascinating rays of light.

“I said that you guys are coming too fast!”

Lan Mou’s words fell, and in the right hand, a blue spear made entirely by Xuan Bing was produced. It looked at Fei Qingyang’s opening: “demon race Lan Mou, from the seventh mysterious galaxy To Ascend, Chu Yan, too My Second Brother!”

Between the words, the spear in his hand, immediately moved to the Qing Yang is suddenly stabbed.

Under this spur, blue Demonic Qi roared and swept, and a huge Monster Phantom emerged behind Lan Mou.

That is the blood of the father Phantom!

“He is the entertainer of the wild demon valley!”

“He actually has the ancient Demon’s blood, he is the legend of the legendary ancestors!”

“It turned out to be him, he turned out to be Chu Yan’s brother!”

……

The people shook again.

Four brothers, four Chosen, each one is weak, and they are all brothers of Chu Yan.

Chu Yan’s heart was warm and clear, and I’ve already thought about it. After this war, I’m going to talk to a few brothers.

Three, two Great Emperors have changed their eyes.

This Chu Yan’s four brothers, one out of the ordinary, they are now very low in cultivation base, but the forces behind them are too terrifying!

In this battle today, I am afraid that it will not be a simple battle for the brothers. He will also involve many things.

Among the flying clear right eyes, another Sword Qi flew out into Sword Shield, and the Lan Mou spear was also resisted.

“Well, my brother is, let me see, Chu Yan, and brothers today?”

Flying Qing Yang laughed, whole humanized for a bit of madness.

He is from the heart to Chu Yan, who has so many life and death brothers, this moment, he has been prepared to kill them all!

“Flying Qing Yang, you kill my husband, take it today!”

At this moment, Liu Yueying rushed out directly.

When she rushed out, she was sighing, and she naturally knew about it.

“You are his wife?”

Fei Qing Yang’s eyes changed, he did not expect that Chu Yan’s wife turned out to be such a female.

The eyes of the people in the field changed dramatically.

Even the Immortal Emperor messenger, his eyes changed.

This creates a long thought, the fascinating femme, which turns out to be Chu Yan’s wife!

Liu Yueying, a long thought, immediately act, that for Chu Yan for more than 800 years of thoughts, turned into a jade to kill!

At this moment, Fei Qingyang suddenly felt the loneliness of his heart.

He has no friends. At this moment, he only thought that he had long lost his lover.

Chu Yan, the cultivation base is not as good as him, even the dead, but he has everything he has always dreamed of.

A sadness that cannot be described by words broke out in his heart.

Fei Qing Yang suddenly trembled, all around everyone spurting out.

At this moment, its long hair drifted, and the scar of the forehead became more embarrassing under its sneer.

“Good, who else do you have, who else!”

Fly to Qing Yang.

Among those eyes, it is a kind of resentment against In the world, a kind of dislike for life.

“Flying Qing Yang, you deserve death!”

At this moment, a white haired female flew out from the sword Nanzong, and his eyes were determined to be killing intent.

She is a warm sun!

“Warm sun, what are you doing!”

When the wind respects the situation, it is immediately blocked.

“Wind Senior Brother, this doomed love, is the Qingyang plant, why is it difficult for me!”

An old woman came out of the void and waved her hand to block the wind.

The eyes of the wind are full of complex colors: “Junior Sister, you…”

“Master, no need to stop!”

At this moment, Fei Qing Yang Dawei.

His eyes are full of complex colors. At this moment, his heart is very painful.

A dead person, not as good as his own, can have a brother who fights for him, and can have a wife who loves him.

And myself, nothing.

On the contrary, the person he loves the most is still holding the sword!

“Warm sun, you, kill me?”

Fei Qing Yang did not know how he said this sentence, his heart was like a tear.

In his mind, he couldn’t help but emerge, the happiest time since childhood, that is the day with the warm sun!

Chu Yan saw this scene, but also felt the sadness of flying Qing Yang, but there is no half sympathy, hostile people, this is enough.

“In that year, you heard Chu Yan thief say a word, when the people humiliate me, your friendship has long been broken, only to kill you, can make me ruthless Sword Intent!”

There was a lot of heartache in the warm sun, but the scene of myself and Fei Qingyang had already been cut off.

“You stab me a sword, you and I will not be related in the future! Come on!”

Fei Qing Yang smiled, his eyes full of desolate.

“dead!”

栎 Warm Yang put aside all the memories, she has always been confused, she wants to find a vent, she wants to vent everything.

Today is it!

This sword, with a ruthless Sword Intent!

Ruthless sword, sword is ruthless!

“Qing Yang!”

Three, with two Great Emperor to make the eyes change.

But they know that as a top Chosen, everyone has their own pride and choice, and at this moment, they can’t interfere.

The speed of this sword is surprisingly quick, and Fei Qingyang does not have a half-dodge, this sword is directly penetrated into his chest.

That is the heart of Fei Qingyang.

The bright red blood flowed out from the chest of the flying Qing Yang.

Pain, spread in the chest, he did not dodge.

The sword is deep in one inch and one inch, and the blood is still flowing.

Someone at the place, all silent.

Liu Yueying and the others, but there is no sympathy in the heart.

Poor people, there must be hateful places, these years, because of the death of Chu Yan, Liu Yueying and the others, has been living in endless pain.

And all this is caused by Fei Qing Yang!

Because flying Qing Yang!

Liu Yueying, Ruyi Wen, Hua Mengqi, lost her husband!

Chu Yifeng, Chu Lingshuang lost his father!

Lei Tianyou, Lan Mou, Zhang Peidong, Dao Hen, lost their brothers!

This kind of pain is not a language at all, it can be made up with action!

How can they have mercy on them, and only death is their only destination.

Tears shed tears in the warm sun, I don’t know why, her heart is surprisingly painful at this moment!