Deity of the Emperor

The sound fell, between the heavens and the earth, many figures, looking to the sky.

Wind and lightning, between thunder and rain.

A palace, swept away.

In front of the palace, on the ladder, a figure, a white coat, spotless, standing with hands, standing there.

As if in this world, no wind and rain can stop that figure.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are gathering.

Qin Chen, coming! In front of the Yuan Palace, a white coat, the heavy rain, can not come to the surface of his body clothes at this moment.

Mrs. Xian Yin, Ye Qing, Gu Xinyue, Shi Dangdang, Li Xianyu, Jiang Bai, six people, standing on the left.

Mr. Li saw the white youth and browed.

The reincarnation of the patriarch is also on the white figure of the young man, but it is incomprehensible.

"What are you counting?

The king..." "What are you counting? ”

Yang Qingyun was the first to speak at the moment, and said: "Old things, you are dead!"

Yang Qingyun flashed and came to Qin Chen.

"Master!"

"Qingyun..." Qin Chen looked at Yang Qingyun and opened his mouth.

The memory of recovery has been so far, this is the first time that Qin Chen feels so embarrassed.

Some words, really can't speak.

"Fu Jun..." Mrs. Xian Yin’s eyes were red and she looked at Yang Qingyun.

"what happened?"

Yang Qingyun's slightly thick expression, under the handsome appearance, reveals a few smirks.

In front of Qin Chen, he is an apprentice.

On the age of years, Qin Chen is longer than him.

Moreover, Qin Chen said that he told him that the world and the world are more extensive, Qin Chen lived for a long time, millions of years.

Anyway, in front of Qin Chen, he always looks like this.

It is not a majestic cloud king.

It is not the Lord of the Overlord.

Nor is it a husband, father, just an apprentice.

"Are you worried about my injury?"

Yang Qingyun smiled and said: "This injury is nothing, then Mr. Li is very powerful, but I am not bad."

"Master, don't worry, you are coming, Mr. Li, I will deal with it, and you will deal with the patriarch."

"Let's both men and women, fighting side by side, killing a good time."

At this moment, Yang Qingyun is very angry.

At the same time, Chu Menglin, Chu Qingfeng, and the four deputy cabinet owners, Wang Tong and Wang Lang, also came over at this moment.

At the same time, Azure, Ye Tiannan, and Baiyuan ancestors, Taichu bee, Shengtianju, Xuanyuan Daxiong, and the star of the Lord of the stars, also came over.

The reincarnation of the patriarch, with seven priests, gathered together at this moment.

Between the three parties, it was because of the arrival of Qin Chen and stopped.

Yang Qingyun, one person, looked at the Quartet, haha ​​smiled: "Bastards, your death is here!"

This drink, the sound passed thousands of miles.

The storm was even so, and it paused a little.

"Yang Qingyun!"

Bai Hongxuan’s Baiyuan ancestors snorted at this moment, his face was gloomy.

"Qin Chen is it?

I have been famous for a long time! ”

"Mrs. Xian Yin, coming from the direction of Tian Waixian, should I see it on the road?

Xuan Zang ancestors and others have not been able to stop you, then you should know! ”

"Yang Zixuan, Yang Ziye and Yang Fenghua, these three people, is the body cool?"

At the moment, Bai Yuan’s ancestors laughed happily.

"Yang Qingyun, how about you?"

Do you think that you will be aware of the blockade in advance, I will not know? ”

"Even if you noticed the blockade in advance and sent people to communicate in advance, it was in my calculations."

As soon as this was said, Yang Qingyun’s face was cold.

"Bai Yuan, what do you say?"

Yang Qingyun has a stretch of body.

Bai Yuan ancestors laughed and said: "It seems that your wife can't bear to tell you!"

Yang Qingyun stayed in sight and looked at Qin Chen and looked at Xian Yin.

"Master, Yin Yin, Zi Xuan... They... should you meet?"

Yang Qingyun has a pair of eyes with a look of eagerness.

"Fu Jun..." At this moment, Mrs. Xian Yin had no temperament and looked like Yang Qingyun.

"Oh..." shouted, at this moment, from the palace.

Yang Ziye, sitting at the corner of the palace at this moment, looks at Yang Qingyun.

Hearing this cry, Yang Qingyun trembled.

Very weak, he heard it! Dial a few people from Qin Chen and look at the hall.

On the cold slate floor, two bodies, no trace of breath.

Only Yang Ziye, at this moment, with tears in his eyes, looks at Yang Qingyun.

"Subsector..." Yang Qingyun went to the hall at this moment, and his body shook.

Yang Ziye’s eyes are full of anger, self-blame, bitterness, pain... “Oh, sorry!”

Yang Ziye’s tears in his eyes couldn’t help but said: “We were ambushed by the three deputy cabinet owners of the Emperor’s Court and Xuanzang’s ancestors. They have already waited.”

"They know that you can detect the volatility of the squad in advance, waiting for us to go... to die..." "The prince and the mother arrived, the big brother and the glory... are dead... I..." "The master tried his best, Urging the secret law, but the big brother and the wind..." Yang Ziye can't say it anymore.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

Yang Fengtian, Yang Fengyun, and Yang Ziye's daughter Yang Yuxi, at this moment, flew to the front of the Yuan Palace.

Two bodies! Yang Zixuan! Yang Fenghua! At this moment, Yang Qingyun stayed.

Shaking his hand, opened the white cloth on the corpse, his head seemed to be awkward, completely blank.

Stepping out of the hall step by step, came to Qin dust.

Yang Qingyun slammed and slammed to the ground.

"Master..." Qin Chen looked down.

The eyes of that pair of eyes, he saw it 80,000 years ago.

pain! The ultimate pain.

One son and one grandchildren, lost their lives.

No one can afford it.

Yang Qingyun is his apprentice, as he is, he is very affectionate.

It’s too big to die a child and a grandson.

"Yuner..." Qin Chen gently licked Yang Qingyun's head and sighed, slowly saying: "Want to cry... just cry..." "Hey..." "It's my fault..." "I am It hurts them..." At this moment, Yang Qingyun couldn't stand it anymore.

He was at the feet of Qin Chen, crying and crying.

Ming knows that the Emperor of Heaven has been killed, he is not afraid of crying.

Even if the inferno appeared, he would not cry or fear.

He is not afraid! But now, I really can't help it.

At this moment, Qin Chen looked at Yang Qingyun, who was curled up at his feet, his body trembled, his sadness that could not be suppressed, and several people were rendered.

Some things have happened and he can't change.

But some things have not happened yet, he can change.

For a time, Mrs. Xian Yin’s tears fell, and Shi Ding was also red-eyed at the moment.

"Yang Ziye is not dead?"

Bai Yuan's ancestors stood in the air at this moment, haha ​​laughed: "Yang Qingyun, white hair people to send the taste of black people, how?

I am a white ancestor, congratulations, haha..." "Is it funny?" ”

A voice rang at this moment.

Qin Chen looked at the Baiyuan ancestors, and his tone was indifferent: "I ask you, is it funny?"

"Who do you think you are?

The king's Bai Hongxuan was suppressed by the Qing Chenge for tens of thousands of years. Today, seeing the strong cloud king, so miserable, the king is happy, can you manage it? ”

"I..." Qin Chen looked at Bai Yuan's ancestors and said indifferently: "Let's get it!"

Drinking in one word, Qin Chen grabbed the palm of his hand.

Only, in an instant, a palm, the speed is faster than Qin dust.