Chapter 1028: Blood-stained Northshock Cangyuan

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kill!
In the dark world, the sound of shouting and killing shook the world.
The Celestial Army entered the north shock Cangyuan from all directions, and fought with the Celestial Army.
puff! puff! puff!
Suddenly, blood splattered and blood stained the sky. As soon as the confrontation erupted, the heavenly army suffered heavy losses.
You know, they are all faced with the world ’s strongest in the oppressed state. Before the oppressed state, the weakest is the heaven. Even if the army of the demon is suppressed to the same level as them, this combat power is not. Same day.
kill!
Fortunately, the reinforcements of the heavenly forces came from the Quartet, and the descendants of the emperor also joined the war, but this is the case. Dachu monks are still turning into ashes.
Ye Chen was here, like a shock, with great coercion. He wore a heavenly armor, a chaos on his head, and a blood spirit knife in his hand, walking on the sea of ​​magic evil.
After that, Taixu Gulong, Zi Xuan, Ji Ningshuang, Liu Yi, and Zhou Ao also joined the war one by one, and the situation was barely leveled.
"What about the people in the Haotian family?" Ye Chen slashed a demon soldier and rescued a child of the Beihai family.
"Be ... surrounded by Mangshan."
"Leave the north earthquake Cangyuan and withdraw to the south." Ye Chen put down the disciple, swept across the area, and went straight to the mangshan mountain of the north earthquake Cangyuan. He was like a of war, and no one could stop him.
Since the unification of Da Chu, the Haotian family has moved from Nan Chu to Bei Chu, like the Muyun family, Ouyang family, and Nangong family. The older monks are all family lovers.
He did not object to that at the time.
At that time, Da Chu was the territory of the heavenly court. It was the same in Nanchu and Beichu. Both the Haotian family and the Nangong family were under the jurisdiction of the heavenly courts, but they were the princes of the heavenly courts.
Of course, at this moment he regretted it, and should not let the Haotian family return to their homeland, otherwise it would not be so miserable.
Even though he still had a lingering concern about the Haotian family, but time might have wiped everything out, he began to accept the Haotian family, but it was in this chaotic northern earthquake Cangyuan.
On Xutian side, the people of Xuantian family are striving to kill.
The senior monks of the Xuantian family are desperate, only willing to kill a way for the younger generation.
Hold on! Hold on!
Wei Wenzhuo is covered with blood, carrying Oriental Yuyan, who is also covered with blood. She was dealt a devastating blow, her eyebrows were pierced with a single finger, and her soul was dying and her soul's fire was annihilating.
"Wei Wenzhuo, thousands ... thousands of years later, you ... will you still remember me?" Dongfang Yuyan's eyes were dim, her expression was blurred, her smile was beautiful, and in a word, blood poured out from her mouth. Wet his clothes.
"Yes, I will." Wei Wenzhuo was shaking with tears in his eyes.
"I ... I should be fortunate. In the most ... the best years, I met my favorite ... loved person."
"You won't wait too long."
"I will be on Nai ... Nai He Bridge, engraving ... engraving your name, writing ... writing my wish, begging ... God bless my Lang, will not go back in time, will not Forget Dong ... Dongfang Yuyan ... "
Dongfang Yuyan's words were intermittent and weak to the extreme. Even though she had exhausted her last effort, she still didn't finish the words, her cheeks were quietly pressed against his back, and two lines of beautiful tears shed.
"I bowed my head in front of the Buddha and continued for a while." Wei Wenzhuo still said, with tears in his smile, even though he knew she couldn't hear it, he still said, "Next reincarnation, lift your red hijab, We will have a bunch of children ... "
Hey!
Looking at Wei Wenzhuo, Xuantian parents still sighing.
boom!
In front of him, the black demonic soldier was leveled by a sword. Qian Qianyue killed him and rescued the Xuantian family, but he failed to rescue Dongfang Yuyan. This is a war. Even though she has compassion, she has no Dead time to show mercy.
Wan Jian Chaozong!
In the east of the sky, there are thousands of swords, and wherever they go, the magic soldiers are cut into pieces.
The shot was Ji Ningshuang, who used Ye Chen's own magical power. This is the secret technique of group attack. It is most suitable for this time.
If Ye Chen is a world-fighting war god, she is a world-famous queen. No one can stop her all the way. She is killed by a person and landed on a mountain.
Above the mountain, there are thirty or fifty people, all of whom are the elders of the Qixi Palace. They are protecting their saints at this moment.
Xu Nuoyan's injury is very bad, not much better than Dongfang Yuyan, and her soul is wounded. If the alchemist's soul is powerful, I'm afraid she has already died out. .
go!
Ji Ningshuang picked up Xu Nuoyan and killed the mountain with many female elders at Qixi Palace.
"God is still ... it's fair." Xu Nuoyan's cheek was pressed against Ji Ningshuang's back, and she smiled beautifully.
Ji Ningshuang's eyebrows frowned, but he said nothing, still wielding the mysterious sword, sweeping around the magic soldiers.
"You're still ... the girl dressed like men's clothes, but ... the handsomeness in my memory." Behind him, Xu Nuoyan was still whispering softly, her eyes blurred, and the light in her eyes was falling apart.
"Ji Wuchen, the next life you ... if you are a man, marry ... marry me." She smiled stupidly, with tenderness, and said that one woman should not have said to another woman Words.
Hearing this, Ji Ningshuang Jiao shuddered, and her wielding killing sword was a halt, almost hit hard.
Perhaps it was not until then that she really understood Xu Nuoyan's heart.
It was God who was at work, but she was dressed in men's clothes, and they met in Dancheng. That infatuated woman fell in love with her who was dressed in men's clothes.
Where God is fair, weaving good fortune, playing tricks on red dust, how can there be Ji Wuchen in this world, a name that does not exist, but it is to let a woman to death remember, to be engraved in the soul, meet each other in the next life.
Behind it, the murmur dissipated, Xu Nuoyan always refused to close her beautiful eyes, and closed them tremblingly. Only two lines of beautiful tears struck that beautiful cheek, leaving a relationship of heavenly tricks.
Ji Ningshuang was silent, guilty, and it was her, leaving a ray of red dust to her behind.
Hey!
With a secret sigh, she stepped across the sky, smashed a demon soldier, and killed the encirclement.
Hey!
In an old temple full of blood, Fuling and Zhuge Old Man also sighed.
In front of me was an old, old tree, covered with red ropes of varying levels. Each red rope was tied with a small wooden sign, and each small wooden sign was engraved with two names.
Under the old tree, a woman was lying sideways, while a young man was lying sideways. The two did not want to see each other, but they were holding hands, one in white clothes, one in a wedding dress, one called Liyi, and one Haotian Shixue.
Today, it should have been their day of great joy, but every time the demon invaded, their wedding was turned into a funeral.
The old man from Zhuge and Fuling turned their backs and did not take any action to rescue them, because the new couple was at the time of life and death, even if Da Luo Jinxian was alive, they could not be saved.
"I hope, the next life is still a husband and wife." Li Yan smiled tiredly, his dim eyes gradually shed the last glimmer of light.
"I'll wait for you under the moon-old tree." Haotian Shixue smiled tenderly, her cheeks tilted down, and a pair of beautiful eyes full of tears closed slowly, and she shed tears in the last two lines of this red dust .
Hey!
Fuling and the old man of Zhuge sighed again, waved their hands to support them, and were buried under the moon-old tree.
Maybe this is their best place to go. Huang Quan is a companion, holding hands, but on the bridge, Meng Po's soup is a cup of wine, guarding the old tree, hoping to have old white heads.
The old man from Zhuge and Poria went away, but two flowers bloomed on the moon-old tree, one called Lixi and the other was Shixue.