Eight Desolate Sword God

"Broken, the nine-nine nine-pole array was really broken by the morning breeze."

Listening to the huge blasting sound of the ear, watching the nine yin and nine poles disappearing in the sky, the snow drifting and others sighed with relief, revealing a hint of excitement.

"Snow old lord, what is the origin of this morning wind?"

Sword Ling Dao and others are full of curiosity about the origins of Ye Chenfeng. I really want to know what kind of forces are in the end, and cultivate these horrible enchantments.

"Hearing the drifting zero, the morning breeze is a mortal origin, there is no big background, he can go to the present, all rely on his own efforts." Xue Tianchi said slowly.

"What... mortal origin!"

Sword Ling Dao and others looked at each other and some could not believe what they had heard.

In the crowd, Ji Dianxue, Bai Xiya, watching the swordsman and other people surprised, the pride is born.

But as the strength gap continues to widen, they know that their expectations have become a luxury, and they and Ye Chenfeng are not a world.

"I was surprised to know his origins at first, but it is true." Looking at the questioning and shocking expression of the swordsman and others, Xue Tianchi continued.

"Snow old lord, you have this person to join in the floating mountain, enough to protect the prosperity of Wannian." Jianling Dao said some envious.

"Hey, I don't want to be prosperous now, just ask me to float the mountain to survive this catastrophe." Thinking of the current situation of the floating mountain, Xuetianchi sighed with a sigh, worried.

"Reassure that the old master of the snow, the West Mozong is our common enemy, we accompany you to go to the mountains to deal with them." The main house of the dry house asked the first statement.

"Yes, we must not allow the Northern Spirit to be eroded by the Western Magic. I have to remove the Ice Palace and the Snake Valley in the Northern Spirit." Jianling Dao nodded and said with resentment.

There was a saying that Ye Chenfeng and Jian Chen flew back at a very fast speed and joined the crowd.

"Morning wind, now I am floating in the mountains and being attacked by the top forces of the Western Continent headed by the Western Devils. You are willing to go back to the mountains and rescue with us." Snow drifted and looked at Ye Chenfeng, and asked him softly. opinion.

"I am willing."

Ye Chenfeng nodded and said without hesitation.

"That's not too late, let's go."

I heard Ye Chenfeng’s firm answer, and the snow drifted out to reveal a faint smile.

When finished, the snow drifting and other people summoned dozens of huge flying beasts, and rushed to the misty mountains that were shrouded in haze and stormy.

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"Taiwan elders, I am going to be broken, and what should we do?"

Looking at the fierce attack of the West Mozong and other forces, the ruins of the guardian sects, the three elders who stayed at the floating mountain immediately found the cedar piano sitting in the floating mountain, anxiously said.

"Always ready to open the transmission array, once the guardian squad is broken, I will immediately send out my young disciples of the floating mountain, and the rest of the people will fight with me in the end." Xue Songqin's face is cold and sitting on the main hall of the floating temple. The voice is thick and said.

"Blood in the end."

When I heard the cedar piano, a lot of mysterious and unpretentious elders and guards were pale.

In the face of huge disparity in power, there is only one end of the **** battle, that is, death, and many people have the idea of ​​rebellion.

The fragmented guardian ancestor insisted for a long time or so, and finally could not support the violent attacks of the major forces led by the West Mozong.

"Starting the space transmission array, sending me away from the young disciples of the floating mountain, keeping me the last blood of the mountain." The moment when the guardian was broken, the cedar piano with the faucet crutches immediately flew out of the floating hall, taking Out of the communication beads, loudly ordered.

"Hey!"

The sound of the cedar piano has just fallen, and the light in the mountains is reflected in the mountains.

Exhaustion of all the transport stones, more than 200 young disciples with good potential in the floating mountain sent out the ethereal mountains, and each escaped.

"Cedar piano, good means, I didn't expect you to store so many transport stones in the mountains."

More than two hundred young disciples transmitted the misty mountains. A black figure rips heavy air and appears at an alarming speed in the main peak of the ethereal, arrogant and domineering.

"Magic Cloud, you really came."

Looking in black moire robes, foot snakeskin boots, five-legged swords carved like angular edges, a pair of scorpions smashing the cold star, squatting in the body of the middle-aged man who is as aggressive as Megatron, Xuesong Qin could not help but Showing a hint of dignified color.

And the magic wind cloud is the Western demon lord, the first person in the Western continent, the first-class beastmaster Huang Fengfeng master.

"Cedar piano, if you give up resistance, open the ethereal fairyland, I can do the Lord and not kill you." The magic wind cloud carrying his hands, looking down at the snowy mountain masters such as Xue Songqin, he said overbearing.

"Hey, rest, we are the end of the battle, and will never let you get rid of the ethereal fairyland." Xuesong Qin snorted and said as if death.

"Xuesong Qin, you are bound to come, naturally, not afraid of life and death, but they have a lot of time to squander, but also the possibility of breaking through the emperor's realm, let them accompany you to go to Huangquan, is it too cruel? "The magic wind cloud said with a thick voice.

Invincible momentum gives me a kind of ups and downs, and everything is in his control.

"Hey, magic wind clouds, you don't have to confuse us, we are born as the people of the floating mountains, and we die as the ghosts of the floating mountains. We vow to live together in the mountains." Xue Songqin snorted and responded strongly.

When he spoke, the masters of the major forces headed by the Western Mozong flew over and appeared behind the magic wind. The terrible momentum made the elders who stayed behind the floating mountains feel the suffocation and the heart trembled.

"Is that true?" The devil's mouth was slightly upturned, and the sharp eyes glanced at the elders and guardians of the floating mountains. They said with a loud voice: "Whoever wants to return to my Western Mozong, I am not only Rao him not to die, but also let them join my West Mozong, the status is the same as in the misty mountains."

The devil's voice just fell, and many elders who are not strong in their minds are shaking their hearts.

But no one took the lead, they did not dare to make a head bird, resisted the impulse of the heart, waiting.

"What, you don't believe my promise?"

The magical eyes suddenly became sharp, and the breath on his body suddenly increased several times. The unmatched warfare was centered on his body, spreading around and spreading again, covering more than 20 elders of the Emerald Mountain. And protect the law.

Feeling the terrible momentum that emerged from the magical clouds, the elders of the mountains and the guardian of the mountain have a mouse that sees the cat, and it becomes difficult to breathe.

"I am asking you the last time, you are willing to surrender to my Western Mozong, this is your last chance to live, miss, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

The magical winds are watching the elders of a floating mountain, guarding the law, and ultimatum.

"I, I am willing to return to the West Devils!"

Because the grandson was killed by Ye Chenfeng, the three guards of the floating mountain, Gao Zongyan, had a bite in his heart. The first one stood up and quickly went to the magic wind and other people.

"I am willing too."

There are Gao Zongyan’s heads, and several elders and guardians who feared death have chosen to betray, and followed Gao Zongyan to the magic wind and other people.

Soon, more than 20 elders and guardians who stayed at the floating mountain, nine people chose to betray, and the face of Xuesong’s violin was stunned, and the body could not help but tremble.

"Gao Zongyan, you are a few traitors." Xue Songqin glared at Gao Zongyan and others, and said coldly: "From now on, Gao Zongyan nine of them will be my enemy, and once killed, innocent.

"The Demon Lord, please protect us."

Touching the stunned eyes of Xuesongqin and others, Gao Zongyan and other nine people were scared, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on their foreheads, immediately seeking help from the magic cloud.

"Ha ha ha, cedar, you still don't know your situation. After today, there will be no floating mountains in the North Spirit." The magic wind laughed and said arrogantly.

The robbery of the mountains is coming.