Chapter 1323: Zhen Xiong Shoufu

Yang Jian, Central Northeast Continent!
In a territory and plain, countless demon flying freely.
There was a violent sound of the piano, as if manipulating the heavenly demons, the heavenly demons were enveloped, and hundreds of thousands of cultivators were anxious.
"what!"
"How could it be a demon?"
"Witch Meng, Oriental God teaches Witch Meng."
"Witch Meng?"
There was a lot of fear in the surroundings, and the heavenly demons swooped down, heading straight for hundreds of thousands of repairers.
And on the top of a mountain not far away, there is a woman in white wearing a veil, stroking the guqin, and on the guqin, it seems to shoot out a series of transparent thin lines, connected to countless demon, directing the demon to rush and kill countless repairers. Away.
Behind the white-robed woman, stood a white-robed man, clutching a feather fan, shaking it gently, seeing the chaos of the battlefield.
The man in the white robe is the commander of the Fourth Army of Dazhen, Meng Wenruo!
The person who plays Qin is his sister, Meng Rongrong!
There were also a large number of troops behind the two brothers and sisters, but none of these troops were moved, looking at them with great admiration.
"Huh!" "Huh!"
Countless demon appeared out of thin air, rushing to the opposite enemy quickly.
"what!"
In the anxious cry, one by one was taken into the body by the heavenly demons, and quickly, like a sculpture, was extremely moved. The heavenly demon enters the body and resists with his mind, and he dared not move at all. Once he moves, it disturbs his mind, he will take advantage of the heavenly demon and become insane.
"Ding!"
The sound of the piano stopped.
Meng Wenruo pointed at the feather fan in his hand: "Go, catch them all!"
"Yes!" The soldiers behind him suddenly promised.
"Sister, your piano sound is getting more and more subtle, can the demon of the demon world be controlled by you?" Meng Wenruo smiled.
"Brother, why did you come to me today? The eastern territory expands outward. I am in charge of the army. Aren't you also in charge of the army?" Meng Rongrong frowned.
Taking a deep breath, Meng Wenruo said with a solemn expression: "A distinguished guest is here, he wants to see you!"
"Guest?" Meng Rongrong raised her brow.
Meng Wenruo nodded.
"I don't want to see him!" Meng Rongrong refused.
Meng Wenruo said bitterly: "Little girl, it's very uncomfortable for me to be caught between you! Why are you doing this?"
Meng Rongrong's expression was complicated.
After a while, he said, "Where is he? I'll see him!"
"In my palace!" Meng Wenruo smiled slightly.
"Yeah!" Meng Rongrong walked towards the palace not far away with the piano on her back.
Meng Rongrong stepped into the hall, Meng Wenruo shook the feather fan lightly and sighed slightly.
On the other hand, Meng Wenruo looked at the battlefield in the distance, and the Oriental Theology expanded its territory. There were countless Confucianists within, and he was also very good at planning. Just like Meng Wenruo, he was unpredictable with his soldiers.
And Meng Rongrong is even more invincible with the sound of the piano, the celestial demon dances in a flurry.
As Meng Wenruo looked at the battlefield, two figures were standing in the distance, in a forest.
All dressed in white, with a fuzzy face, are a saint.
The other one looks like a great enemy of the past, Zhen Xiong!
Zhen Xiong, Yan Chuan’s former father-in-law, killed his daughter, and later worshipped Dark Guiguzi as his teacher. A few years ago, Xianyang pretended to be Yan Chuan, causing Zizi to be injured. Zhen Xiong's body has been killed by Yan Chuan. It is to refine the body exactly like the queen of the beast.
"Rongyangzi, is that woman?" Zhen Xiong said solemnly.
The saint Gong Yangzi nodded and said, "Presumably you are also familiar with Dazhen. Meng Rongrong and Yan Chuan have a lot of entanglements. Yan Chuan also cares very much, and even sent a legion commander to protect him."
"If you want to use Meng Rongrong to threaten Yan Chuan, you just have to go by yourself. With your saint's strength, you can take Meng Rongrong with a flick of your sleeves. Why bother?" Zhen Xiong said solemnly.
"After all, Meng Rongrong is a disciple of the Eastern God Cult. If I take action, the Eastern Unbeaten will not give up. Secondly, my Ram family can't touch anything related to Yan Chuan. You should understand, I don't want to touch it!" Gong Yangzi shakes Shaking his head.
"Are you worried, I'll be fine?" Zhen Xiong said solemnly.
"Your ability, I don't know, who made you go like this? Just trick Meng Rongrong out. Don't worry, I'm ready to deal with Yan Chuan. Besides you, I also invited other Yan Chuan. Enemy!" Gong Yangzi said solemnly.
Zhen Xiong stared at Gong Yangzi, and finally nodded and said, "Alright, you can contact other people as soon as possible!"
"They are nearby, watching you!" Gong Yangzi smiled.
Zhen Xiong nodded.
I saw that Zhen Xiong's figure was distorted, and gradually, Zhen Xiong's appearance changed again to the appearance of Yan Chuan.
"It's exactly the same, it's exactly the same, just this breath, it's all the same!" Gong Yangzi exclaimed.
"Gongyangzi!"'Yan Chuan' snorted coldly.
Ramzi suddenly became nervous. Then he reacted: "Hahaha, like, no, yes!"
"Yan Chuan" nodded, and flew out of the mountains and forests towards the distant battlefield.
In the distance, Meng Wenruo shook his feather fan, looked at the battlefield, and suddenly saw a figure flying in the distance.
"Stop!" Countless soldiers suddenly shouted.
"Holy King?" Meng Wenruo's eyes suddenly widened.
Turning to look back at the palace behind him. Then he looked at the ‘Yan Chuan’ flying in the distance again.
"Stop, do everything!" Meng Wenruo waved his feather fan.
In the distance, ‘Yan Chuan’ came close in an instant.
"I have seen Saint King!" Meng Wenruo solemnly said.
"Wen Ruo, is Rong Rong here?"'Yan Chuan' said solemnly.
"Now, later, Saint King, I will call Rongrong out!" Meng Wenruo solemnly said.
"Yeah!"'Yan Chuan' nodded.
Meng Wenruo immediately walked towards the palace not far away.
With a knock, Meng Wenruo stepped into the hall.
In the hall.
Meng Rongrong was sitting face to face with a man. Meng Rongrong looked a bit complicated and looked at the man opposite with a bit of bitterness.
The man is not someone else, but Yan Chuan. The real Yanchuan.
"Brother, what's the matter?" Meng Rongrong asked in confusion.
Meng Wenruo smiled bitterly and said: "A'Holy King' came outside and said he wants to see you!"
"Oh?" Meng Rongrong said blankly.
Zhen Xiong didn't wait long. Not far from the palace entrance, Meng Wenruo and Meng Rongrong stepped out again.
Seeing Meng Rongrong, Zhen Xiong's face was happy.
"Rongrong!"'Yan Chuan' smiled.
"Yan Chuan?" Meng Rongrong frowned.
"It's me, are you still angry?"'Yan Chuan' said softly.
Meng Rongrong did not speak.
"I have something to tell you, come with me!"'Yan Chuan' took a deep breath.
Meng Rongrong shook her head.
"What's wrong?"'Yan Chuan' frowned.
Meng Rongrong took a deep breath and said, "Is it useful to say so much? Can you give me what I want?"
Meng Wenruo looked at his sister curiously.
But in the hall behind him, Yan Chuan actually smiled bitterly, because Yan Chuan understood that Meng Rongrong had said this to himself.
"Why can't you give it? I will give you what you want!"'Yan Chuan' said immediately.
Meng Rongrong looked at ‘Yan Chuan’ opposite, but sighed slightly.
"Sigh what? Don't you believe me?"'Yan Chuan' frowned.
Meng Rongrong was silent for a while. Meng Wenruo was also silent.
Suddenly,'Yan Chuan' found that the attitude of the two in front of him was extremely strange.
"Meng Wenruo, are you going to betray Dazhen?"'Yan Chuan' said solemnly.
"Never before!" Meng Wenruo shook his head.
never had? As'Yan Chuan' frowned, there was a sound of footsteps in the hall behind Meng Wenruo, and then a figure stepped out of the hall.
As soon as he stepped out of the hall, countless soldiers around him stared.
Yan Chuan? Why is it another?
In the distance, among the mountains and forests, Gong Yangzi suddenly exclaimed: "What? Yan Chuan? Why is he here?"
Instead, Gong Yangzi was suddenly overjoyed: "Haha, this is a self-inflicted trap!"
Zhen Xiong's expression also changed: "You, you, you, why are you here?"
"Throughout, not again, Zhen Xiong, I have been waiting for you for a long time!" Yan Chuan's expression sank.
"Not good!" Zhen Xiong turned around and ran away when his face changed drastically.
"Huh!" Yan Chuan rushed out instantly.
"Gongyangzi, save me!" Zhen Xiong shouted into the distance.
In the distance, the Ramzi stepped out, and a huge sacred breath burst out. The powerful aura was suppressed, and countless soldiers all around suddenly retreated a few steps.
As soon as the Holy Spirit's breath came out, Zhen Xiong's face was overjoyed, and he rushed away.
"Humph!" Yan Chuan snorted coldly.
The whole body was surrounded by countless blood mist.
"Wow!"
The vast sea of ​​blood burst out.
In a blink of an eye, it surpassed Zhen Xiong.
"Yan Chuan, stop!" Gong Yangzi shouted and grabbed it.
With the palm of the saint's hand, he instantly reached the sea of ​​blood, and he was about to explore his hands to rescue Zhen Xiong.
"There is no chance!" Yan Chuan said coldly.
As he spoke, a copper coffin for burial floated out of the sea of ​​blood.
"Hulong!"
A huge suction force suddenly sucked Zhen Xiong into it.
"Boom!"
The palm of the saint hit the blood sea, but Zhen Xiong had disappeared.
Underworld, the Great Qin City.
"Marina!"
Zhen Xiong's figure suddenly appeared in the bronze coffin of the zombie Yan Chuan.
"No, no!" Zhen Xiong looked at the gloomy surroundings and immediately understood the situation, shouting in despair.
The zombie Yan Chuan smiled coldly and said: "I knew today, why bother, the same tricks didn't work anymore!"
Dazhen and a group of generals stood around, and Zhen Xiong was trapped in it.
Sun room.
"Boom!" Gong Yangzi's palm hit the blood sea, and the blood sea churned.
But the power of this palm was not great, and Yan Chuan didn't care.
Turning his head, a blood-haired Yan Chuan coldly looked at the ram in the sky.
Gong Yangzi looked at Yan Chuan and didn't take the lead, but shouted: "Everyone, Yan Chuan has arrived, hasn't he shown up yet?"
"Om!" "Om!"
Two dazzling white beams of light fell from the sky.
In the beam of light, each stood a figure, a breath that was no weaker than that of a ramzi radiated out, and countless cultivators immediately retreated.
"Sage Wu Tian, ​​Saint Tianjizi?" Yan Chuan said coldly in his eyes.
The three saints surrounded Yan Chuan in the center.
"Yan Chuan!" Meng Rongrong suddenly appeared worried, and the previous holdover suddenly disappeared, with panic in his eyes.
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