Chapter 2175: Keep blowing!

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It's getting closer and closer to Dachu, but the return journey is still so long.
It is a starry sky with blood and mist flying, all eyes have broken limbs. It seems to have experienced a fierce war. If you look at it, you can smell the spirit of the flood. It is needless to say that it is the flood and the tribe. The slaughter of innocent people repairs It is difficult to see living beings in the entire star field.
"It's too cruel!" Shang Guanxi swallowed droolingly.
"Little guy, obedient, don't look out." Ye Linghuai embraced Yang Lan and smiled tenderly. Such a scene would hurt the young mind, and the picture was too terrible.
Ye Chen said nothing, stepping on the stars and walking slowly.
Ji Ningshuang also said nothing, her indifferent eyes flashed with cold light.
Seeing more killings, the mood of the two is already as cold as ice, but when I see this scarlet starry sky, it is also difficult to hide anger. The dignified and famine people are typical of being debilitated and hard, and dare not face the demon. The catastrophe has long been an outrage.
Suddenly, a melodious flute came from afar.
Then, there was a booming sound, and a flood of famine spread.
Hearing, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang moved in sequence, went straight to the source of the booming sound, there were flutes and booms, and there was more famine, and it was clear that the war was still going on.
"It's a wonderful flute sound." Ye Chen murmured softly, the closer he was to the other side, the louder the flute sound, the magical power of deceiving, forgiveness was his fixation, and it was inevitable.
"Transfer flowers and jade, the world is drunk." Ji Ningshuang also murmured, as if recognizing the flute sound.
Ye Chen didn't ask much, and speeded up his pace, like a god.
Not long after, they found the source of the flute sound, a dead ancient star, or a mortal ancient star, the reason why the dead silence was destroyed by life and death.
A broken mountain, the peaks are constantly falling, and the battle is about to end.
There are indeed Honghuang people, and there are three great holy ranks, a ghost, a poor stranger, a golden urn, and someone does play the flute. She is a woman in white. She can't see her face and looks immaculate under the fairy light. Dust, holiness, dreamlike.
Behind her, there was a white-haired young man sitting cross-legged, covered with blood, and it seemed that most of them were fighting Hong Hong, seriously injured, and also affected Yuanshen.
The flute sound is faint and pleasant, but it is also full of terrible magic. The three great sages of the wild waste are also enchanted. They are deceived and fight against a phantom, and the phantom, which is the outer appearance of the fife, cannot be broken. The flute sound will not destroy the foreign minister.
"Okay, good." The ghost's eyes were scarlet, terrifying.
"Look at the deity, how long can you hold up." Poor Qi also gritted his teeth.
"Until this supernatural power is broken, it will make you better than death." Jin Yan laughed.
The three great holy sacred holy gods are so imposing that the offensive is becoming more and more fierce. It seems that they also recognize this magical power. It wo n’t break for a while, but if it ’s been a long time, then it ’s hard to say, just because they are big holy and the other party, Just a little holy king, far worse.
The woman in white was indifferent, standing upright, and the flute sound was more magical. Her face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were still bleeding with blood, blocking the three saints and paying the price.
"Senior, don't bother me, run away!" The white-haired youth said.
The woman in white smiled and didn't answer. A fairy senior called her vicissitudes and white-haired youth. That was her master. But now, in the midst of a catastrophe, she has travelled through the stars and found it. There is no reason to escape alone.
"Break it for me." But Wen Guixue yelled and wiped out the phantom with a single palm.
"Broken." Both Jin Yan and Po Qiqi spoke in unison, and both broke the flute foreign minister.
The woman in white vomited blood, suffered a terrible backlash, kicked back, and stood steadily. With the Holy King's practice, she could be able to block the three saints for so long, and she was proud of herself.
Unfortunately, she is only a holy king after all.
"Blow, keep blowing!" Poor Qi stood up against the sky, his fangs smiling.
"The humble person cultivates, your blood should be wonderful." The ghostly Da Sheng smiled, added scarlet tongue, explored the sensible devil's claw, and grabbed the woman in white from the sky.
The woman in white stood still, settled with one hand, and was ready to lift the ban.
However, at this moment, a golden sword-mang was cut off from a distance, annihilating the ghost's paw print, and then a golden fist shadow was also coming from a distance, and the roaring ghost's ghost cracked. Or Yuan Shen's true body, all died in a flash.
"This ...." The discoloration of poor Qi and Jin Su, everything came too abruptly.
Even more abrupt is still behind, without waiting for the two to question, the head and neck were separated, and the beheaded head was blown into ashes during the fall, and the real soul was flying away.
When they arrived, the three did not see who had made their hands, and they were really embarrassed.
The woman in white was also shocked. Are the three holy desolate saints being killed?
The shooter was Ye Chen, who had manifested in the void and descended from the sky.
"Thank you for your help." The woman in white hurriedly arched her hand, and really went out to meet the noble. She was destined to die, and she had the help of the seniors. Otherwise, most of them were buried.
Ji Ningshuang whispered a smile and dropped her cape.
Seeing her true face, the white-haired woman froze, "You ... Yaochi?"
"Huajianxin, don't come without a fool." Ji Ningshuang smiled.
"Why are you still alive." Yukou, a woman in white, slightly opened, unbelievable.
"Hell has nowhere to go and I'm back."
"Dongshen Yaochi, it is well-deserved."
"People should be robbed?" Ye Chen, who had cleaned the battlefield, came over, but his eyes narrowed, staring at the sitting white-haired young man. With his vision, it is not difficult to see that it was the man in robbery. Before the robbery, there must be a quasi-perfect emperor, but unfortunately, he did not recognize it.
"Just between flowers." Ji Ningshuang saw it, and she dropped the cloak, and instantly put it on. Ye Chen didn't recognize it, but she did.
"You know he deserves to be robbed." Ye Chen heard the sound of Hua Jianxin.
"I know." Hua Jianxin pursed her lips and nodded gently.
Hearing this, Ye Chen frowned.
Knowing that Huajianxin is disturbing the robber, this senior named Huajianzhe has been disturbed in life and can't cope with the robberies. It is an unknown number.
"It's really helpless, so I jumped in." Hua Jianxin sighed.
Ye Chen didn't say a word, her brows were still frowning, and she secretly deduced Huajian.
As he expected, because of Huajianxin's intervention, Huajian's discretion became extremely unstable, and he would probably be buried in robberies. This is not to blame Huajianxin, just as he had in the past, he intervened in Jiujin The matter of the immortal and the immortal mother, if you don't take the shot, you will die faster.
"There is a way to remedy it," Ji Ningshuang asked.
"Need to change your life against the sky." Ye Chen took a deep breath and couldn't help sighing. "Unfortunately, the king of the people should also be robbed, and the God of Creation is unknown. This is difficult."
Hearing this, Hua Jianxin's rosy cheeks turned white instantly.
"Let's take it first," Ye Chen said, turning to go to heaven.
Ji Ningshuang also frowned and followed.
Huajianxin sealed Huajian into the instrument, followed by stepping into the void, looking at Ye Chen's back, muttering to himself, "It is actually the tenth emperor of Dachu, and his eyes are really clumsy."
The three of them rushed forward and ran into the sky, bumping into one person.
Isn't that the same person who sold Ye Chen's scrolls before? After studying the starry sky map carefully, I finally found the direction and wanted to go to the Xuanhuang to make a lot of money. The so-called make a lot of money is to sell Ye Chen's picture scrolls. Unexpectedly, when I encountered this star field, I saw a miserable picture.
Ji Ningshuang was nothing, and when I saw the youth again, I always wanted to laugh.
Ye Chen, with a face, could have you everywhere.
The flower that came later saw it first, and then he took the cape and covered his face in a hurry, as if he knew that the young man should be robbed, but he could no longer be harassed.
"Why, you know?" Ye Chen stunned.
"Wu Tian Jian Zun: Mo Qin." Hua Jianxin made a sound.
"This product, will it be Skyless Sword Master?" Ye Chen raised an eyebrow and looked up and down at the young man. Not long ago, he was still selling his paintings, with a wretched look, how could there be a little bit of Sword Master, But thinking of Jiang Taixu and Jiuxianxian, he was relieved.
To say this should be robbed! Really subvert the three views of people.
Like red dust, it should be a fortune teller;
Such as six, should be robbed into an alcoholic;
For example, this one is a business experience, so why don't you take an unusual path!
"It's actually Skyless Sovereign." Ji Ningshuang sighed. Although he hadn't seen it, he had heard his legend. No one knows the heavens. Like Jian Feidao and Jiu Jianxian, they also practice swordsmanship. In terms of seniority, the three are a generation, but in this era, the masters of swordsmanship are weak and stubborn. They are still unknown.
Ji Ningshuang wanted to laugh, not long ago, they had made a deal between them.
"Visually, before he should be robbed, he is also a living treasure." Looking at the robber Mo Qin coming, Ye Chen was so meaningful that he could sell his paintings everywhere, but most people couldn't do it.
Regarding Wutianjianzun, how could he not know that, it is also a ruthless person. Three thousand years ago, the poor Qi tribe stricken in the east, and Mo Qin was also present. Only one person killed the poor Qi Jiu Zhun Emperor, and then returned. The Poor Qi tribe was born more than once, all because of the sword, but unfortunately, they couldn't find the shadow of the sword, occasionally looking for it once or twice, and they were killed.
Speaking of which, the tide of robbery is really widespread. The three masters of swordsmanship have not escaped the misfortune of robbery. God knows whether he can pass the robbery.
While speaking, Ying Qin Mo Qin had arrived, and saw Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang, a pause.
This time, no matter Ye Chen, Ji Ningshuang, or Hua Jianxin, they all said nothing, turned around and left, and they all knew his identity, so they should avoid it.
"I look like ... so scary?" Mo Qin followed his face deadly.
The three of Ye Chen did not answer, and the pace accelerated.
"What to run, I will not rob you." Mo Qin called.
Ye Chen's three did not reply.
"I have a baby, and sell you cheap." Mo Qin did not give up and drew out the picture.
This time, Ye Chen quit, ready to switch back and kick him.
It is also necessary to be arrested by Ji Ningshuang, otherwise, Jian Zun Mo Qin Zong will not die in the robbery, and he will be strangled by Ye Chen. Lao Tzu's first name is so stingy.