War Songs of Boundless World

Yuyanglin can shoot thousands of meters away from the water.

A few breaths left the lake behind, and the swordfish, who were just catching up, knew that they couldn't catch up, but they were still chasing them. Some were underwater, some were on the water, and they were shooting furiously, carrying a sword spirit all over the sky.

Until yuyanglin left the lake, a swordfish was silent.

It's easy to retreat like the tide.

"Third brother!"

"Brother Yu!"

The ancestors of Meishan, Chang Yi and Chen Qianjun, have been watching on the big rocks by the lake for a long time. Yu Yanglin is fighting with a group of swordfish of demon king level in the lake.

Xuehanli has entered deep meditation, refining and absorbing the demon pill just now, recovering the injury and vitality.

"Brother Yu, it's a pity that there are so many demon pills. Ha ha." Chen Qianjun joked that the swordfish, which had been blasted by yuyanglin, were flying around like streamers. But there was no greed on Chen Qianjun's face, but a trace of palpitation.

Chen Qianjun, Chang Yi and Xue Hanli are surrounded by dozens of swordfish, but life and death are in the blink of an eye.

Xuehanli didn't even break out the incarnation of Daoyi, so he almost died.

Chen Qianjun felt that even if the means of life protection left by the family elders burst out, it was useless. In the end, they were still dying.

"Ha ha, third brother, brother Chen is right. Look at those swordfish snouts. Once they are taken down and refined, they can be refined into lingbing!" Chang Yi is waiting for Xue han to leave. Several people are meditating to recover.

Although she looks frightened, Chang Yi's eyes are full of emotion and war. Also with a joke to clean up just a moment of life and death of the heart shock.

Chen Qianjun, Chang Yi and Xue Hanli are both nervous and excited. The great terror between life and death always stimulates their hearts. If their hearts are not strong enough, they will not be tempered. On the contrary, they will be defeated and never recover.

Yuyanglin smile, Chen Qianjun three people's performance can be said to be impeccable, clearly feel fear, but still can maintain a passion, fighting.

Glanced at the eye, the blood cold leaves to have already gradually restored the Qi and blood. Yu Yanglin nodded.

Even though he killed most of them, yuyanglin himself was also injured. The swordfish cooperated with each other very well. The tyrant or lengguyuan in the early stage of the attack just now had to be seriously injured. With the oppression of the turbid heaven, he might even have to drink his hatred here.

Yuyanglin himself swings slightly, and the Dharma particles are frantically recovering their vitality between opening and closing, and taking spiritual liquid from the space ring to recover their vitality.

There is no air in this place except forbidden space. There are no rules of space, not even vitality.

Recovery can only rely on its own Qi gathering pill, spirit stone and spirit liquid.

Yuyanglin doesn't worry about the loss of vitality. In the space ring, the Qi gathering pill is 6.7 billion, the spirit stone is more than 10 million, and the spirit liquid is still 30 jin. In another space ring, there is a complete spirit vein.

"Master Meishan, it's about 200 kilometers away from Yinyang peak. It's fast and slow to speak."

Yuyanglin still can only see a black point of yin and Yang peak, a trace of dignified flash in his eyes, surrounded by mountains and rocks, Qifeng listed, but everywhere with stock crisis.

In the past, one breath could reach the peak of yin and Yang, but here the spiritual power is blocked by a mysterious force, and the rules of space are deprived.

We can't enter the realm of truth and emptiness to travel through time and space. Can only step by step through.

"Well, I didn't expect it would be so difficult to enter the Yin Yang peak."

Meishan Laozu nodded solemnly: "yuxiaoyou, do you feel that the demon king around seems to be guarding Yinyang peak?"

All of a sudden, Meishan's ancestors found that the surrounding mountains and landforms seemed to support the Yin Yang peak. Whether it was the sunflower king or the swordfish in the lake, it seemed that they were trying to stop the invaders from going deeper.

"I saw it as early as I entered this area, but I'm not sure."

Yu Yanglin's eyes were sharp: "now it seems that the Yin Yang peak is more mysterious than we imagined."

"Third brother, is that good or bad? Do we need to go further?"

Chang Yi quickly asks, Chen Qianjun is also surprised. The Chen family of the array aristocratic family has a very detailed record of the third layer of the five turbid heaven, but they don't mention any Yin and Yang peaks.

"Such a mysterious place can't be an empty mountain. Since the jade slips obtained by Meishan's predecessors say that there is an ancient tomb behind the waterfall, it's definitely not the cemetery of the general strong!"

"Besides, since I'm here, there's no reason why I don't go there!"

Yu Yanglin's eyes were bright, and his lips raised a smile: "if you enter it, you may die, but I feel that if you go away, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"And I, yuyanglin, never do anything I regret."

Yuyanglin finished and looked at the crowd with a smile. The deep eyes of Meishan's ancestors flashed a light. It seemed that he didn't want to regret one day.

Chen Qianjun and Chang Yi look at each other and see a resolution in each other's eyes.

Life in the world, death is not terrible, fear is depressed, day and night regret.

Even xuehanli, who is recovering from the injury, his eyelashes are trembling slightly, sending out a sharp breath.

All of a sudden, a low roar, like the sound of a cow, rang out.

In yuyanglin, the ancestor of Meishan suddenly turns his head and casts his eyes to the top of the grotesque peaks. Eyes suddenly shrink.

One of them is hundreds of meters long and coiled on a huge rock. The head of the horse and the tail of the snake are all purple. They are purple scales and four claws. A pair of deep and sharp purple eyes are enough to penetrate the ghosts and gods.

Let yuyanglin, Meishan ancestors immediately feel a pressure of mind, Dharma particles are a contraction.

"Jiaolong, Jiaolong, Jiaolong!"

Chen Qianjun's body trembled and his eyes widened. He looked flustered, but there was an excited color in the bottom of his eyes!

"What! That's Jiaolong

Chang Yi looks at the purple dragon hovering among the jagged rocks tens of thousands of meters away. She feels that her mind is locked by a terrible power, and the Dharma particles are shaking.

Chang Yi finds that she can't move.

All of a sudden, there was another low, cow like voice. Next to the purple dragon, there was a white dragon.

There's another one.

The white dragon followed the purple dragon's eyes and looked at the five people in yuyanglin who were like ants at the foot of the mountain.

Without thinking about it, Yu Yanglin grabs Chang Yi, who is trembling and looks frightened. He is still meditating and recovering from his injury. His body flickers and shoots wildly to escape from here.

The father of Meishan was also startled. He picked up Chen Qianjun and twisted his body like a thunderbolt.

A dragon with the smell of demon emperor makes yuyanglin and Meishan feel terrible, and suddenly a white dragon emerges.

Yuyanglin, the father of Meishan, does not want to think about it. He runs wildly.