Chapter 1102: The moon is waking up

"Morning wind, are we leaving like this?"
The phoenix knows the importance of the of life. If you don't move the of life, then the moon will be very dangerous.
"Hey, I feel that she has a deep understanding of my parents and can't convince!" Ye Chenfeng sighed softly: "Let's just let her."
After finishing, Ye Chenfeng shook his head and flew to the periphery of the mountain with the phoenix and the angry Ye Yueming.
When the three of them quickly passed through the lush forests and came to the edge of the mountain range, Ye Chenfeng’s powerful soul was on the edge of the mountain range, feeling more than a dozen powerful atmospheres, blocking the life. The space around the mountains.
"Ten people!"
Ye Chenfeng’s mouth is slightly upturned, and there is a cold smile.
The emergence of the Feather Palace, Ye Chenfeng officially and the Tianzu tearing his face, and Taishentian, Taihuangtian was beaten by Ye Wuji, Ye Chenfeng had no worries.
In the face of the provocation of the Tianzu, Ye Chenfeng will never show mercy.
"Ye Chenfeng, it turned out to be you."
When Ye Chenfeng flew the mountain where he was born, he was immediately recognized.
"Blue and White God!"
When I was wearing a green warrior, holding a green-green sword and a heroic girl, Ye Chenfeng recognized it at a glance. He was the blue-and-white who had worked with himself.
But goodbye to the blue-and-white god, she has broken through to the intermediate virtual state.
"It seems that during the day they are killed by you!"
Thinking of Ye Chenfeng’s fighting power, the blue-and-white gods look at Ye Chenfeng’s eyes and become dignified. Obviously, she has some scruples about the horror of Ye Chenfeng’s horror.
"Yes, the ancestors of the day are exactly what I killed!" Ye Chenfeng nodded and admitted with enthusiasm: "If you want to avenge him, come on."
"Ye Chenfeng, I admit that you are very strong, but against my celestial family, you will not have a good end!" Blue-and-white not only recognized Ye Chenfeng, but also recognized the Phoenix god, knowing their Horror, I dare not fight with them, leaving a word to leave.
"Since it is here, don't leave! As for my destiny, it is not that your heavenly family can control it!" Ye Chenfeng said with amazement, intercepting the blue-and-white gods and others waiting to leave.
"Ye Chenfeng, I warn you, Tianmo is in the mountains of life, and he has a very close relationship with the of life. If you dare to hurt us, I promise that God will kill you and hate!" In the face of the threat of death, the blue-and-white immediately moved out of the of the gods to pressure the three people of Ye Chenfeng.
"Heavenly God? If you are talking about the master of the iron, then he has been killed by me!" Ye Chenfeng responded faintly.
"What, you killed the of heaven!" The blue-and-white gods widened their eyes and said incredulously: "If you kill the of heaven, how can the of life leave you."
"What is the life and death of Tianmo and what is this God?"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, wearing a long red dress, like a ripe peach, the of life with mature charm appeared on the periphery of the mountain.
"God of God!"
Looking at the sudden emergence of the of life, the blue-and-white is full of joy.
The of life, like them, comes from the heavenly people. If the of life is willing to support them, it is difficult for Ye Chenfeng to kill them.
"Scorpio, read the letter that my parents gave you, what do you mean?" and Ye Chenfeng showed a faint smile and asked softly.
"This letter is really written by Promise and Yao Tian?" The of life looked at Ye Chenfeng with a burning gaze, and asked some doubts.
"Scorpio, writing can be fake, but the rhyme can't be faked, I think you should have already confirmed the authenticity of this letter!" Ye Chenfeng said faintly: "If you really don't believe, you can follow me." Going back, I think my parents will give you a satisfactory explanation."
"Well, I am going with you!" The of life gently bit his lip and finally made up his mind.
"God of God, you..."
When I heard the dialogue between Ye Chenfeng and the of life, the blue-and-white gods and other people suddenly stupid, and the heart was full of panic.
If the of life does not support them, they will not die.
"I am no longer a celestial person!" The of life said indifferently: "I will not help you."
"Go!"
The myth of life has just fallen, and the blue-and-white gods and others immediately flew away.
But at the moment they flew away, the virtual swordsmanship flew out of the leaves of the morning sea, like a lightning bolt, and slammed them.
With the painful screams of the road, between the blink of an eye, more than a dozen celestial ancestors of the strength of the genius can be smashed by the sacred swordsmanship, leaving only the blue-flowered of the middle of the virtual god. .
"Goddess of God, please look at our original friendship, save my life!"
Ye Chenfeng’s combat power is beyond imagination. At the moment when the blue-and-white was intercepted by the Phoenix God, she had to resort to the of life.
"Hey, her heart is not bad, let her go!" The of life sighed softly and spoke.
"Well, since Scorpio is making a speech, then we will spare her life!"
The blue-and-white is good at fighting, but in the battle for God, her level of power can only be regarded as cannon fodder, and Ye Chenfeng did not kill it, let her leave.
"Go, let's go back!"
Ye Chenfeng and others did not stay outside the mountain range, and quickly left here, and went to the temporary establishment established outside the site of the Feather Palace.
"Life, you are here!"
Ye Chenfeng and his entourage flew back to the ruins of the Feather Palace, and when they came to the ancestral hall of the ancestors, a deep voice passed into the ear of the of life.
When I heard this voice, the of life seemed to have been struck by lightning. The whole body trembled and the whole person looked very excited.
The next moment, Ye Wuji’s figure appeared in front of her eyes, watching her thinking, only the figure that can appear in the memory, the of life can no longer control her own emotions, two lines of tears falling from the corner of her eyes Dyed her beautiful face.
When the of life wants to throw into the arms of Ye Wuji in desperation, the figure of Shen Yaotian appears, and she stops her body.
"Life, these years have made you suffer, and our family will never be separated!"
Looking at the tearful life god, Shen Yaotian reveals a friendly smile and whispers.
"Yes, we will never separate in the future!" Ye Wuji nodded and said with a slap in the face.
"Thank you Yaotian sister!"
When you hear the words of God Yaotian, the of life completely dispels the concerns of the heart.
At this time, Ye Wuji summoned a small six-way, and took Shen Yaotian, the of life into the small six.
"Grandpa is really powerful, I will be like a grandfather, like a donkey, look for a group of red faces!" said Yue Yeming envious.
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When Ye Chenfeng flew back to the ancestral home of the ancestors, the Dragon God who wore the dark gray robes appeared.
Goodbye to the Dragon God, Ye Chenfeng feels the power of life from him, and smells a sense of oppression, and this pressure is not only physical, but also soul.
Obviously, the Dragon God successfully entered the realm of the virtual god.
"Morning wind, your family's kindness to the old, the old and the unforgettable, what will be sent in the future, the old will certainly help!"
It can be said that the Ye Chenfeng family has the re-creation of the Dragon God. Without them, there is no current Dragon God.
"Predecessors are polite." Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly, not humble.
About more than one hour, Ye Wuji three appeared in the mansion, watching God Yaotian and the of life talking and laughing, Ye Chenfeng knew that his old man had fixed them.
"Life, my daughter-in-law will ask you!"
Ye Wujiu came to the moon with a piece of nephrite on the side of the moon, and whispered softly.
"Reassure, for up to a year, I will be able to repair the soul of the singer and awaken her from the coma!" The of life has a deep knowledge of life, and took over the leaves of Ye Wuji. The treasures of the great recovery of the soul of life, whispered promise.