Da Bong fights more people

In the end, she didn't open her eyes, but turned her face to the north.

The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes die in the rivers and lakes, so they will not say goodbye pretentiously.

Wang Chu's eyes widened, the martial artist's premonition of danger frantically warned him, reminding him to run for his life.

This is the sword that the saint of Tianzong burned her life, and it is her last glory.

Wang Chu retreated again and again, and Feijian followed him all the way.

When he retreated to Baizhang, Feijian caught up with him.

Wang Chu frantically mobilized his energy, under the copper skin, the muscles were stretched out, and he clapped his palms together to clamp the flying sword.

Ding!

Feijian was not as unstoppable as imagined, he was easily clamped by the physical strength of a fourth-rank martial artist, unable to advance an inch.

However, a cloud of blood spewed out from the tip of the sword, hitting Wang Chu's eyebrows.

The commander of the Xiaoqi Battalion, Wang Chu, suddenly froze and stood still.

he died.

The physical body is intact, and the primordial spirit is scattered.

The remaining [-] basalt heavy cavalry and [-] light cavalry were so frightened.

They didn't even dare to look at Li Miaozhen's state, left the dead bodies scattered all over the place, left the leader's corpse, and rode away on horseback, fearing that if it was a step too late, the terrifying flying sword would come back to life and kill them all.

With a crying face, Li Lingsu stepped on the flying sword, obediently followed behind Master and Uncle Bingyi, and swept towards Xunzhou.

He knew which part of the defense line Xu Xinian and Li Miaozhen were in charge of, and soon found out about the pawns left by the river.

After questioning, I learned from the infantry that Xu Xinnian and Li Miaozhen led the cavalry to support Xunzhou first.

So Taoist Xuancheng and Bingyi Yuanjun led Li Lingsu to catch up all the way.

Not long after, the three of them saw the bloody battlefield, saw the corpses all over the ground, and saw the blood of people and horses stain the ground dark red.

The entire Feiyan army was wiped out, and Li Lingsu's face paled instantly.

In this battlefield where a fierce cavalry battle once took place, only two people were standing.

One is Li Miaozhen with loose black hair, and the other is Wang Chu holding a sword.

But Li Lingsu knew that both of them had passed away.

He didn't feel any Yuanshen fluctuations.

Li Lingsu swayed, almost unable to control the sword, he stepped on the flying sword and rushed towards Li Miaozhen crazily.

Before the flying sword was stable, he jumped down from the sword, ran to Li Miaozhen in a staggered manner, stared blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly his knees gave way, and he knelt down on the ground with his head on the ground, crying loudly.

"Miaozhen, Miaozhen! Senior brother is late, senior brother is late!"

He beat the ground nervously, crying hoarsely.

Li Lingsu and Li Miaozhen grew up together. Because of their outstanding talents, they were conferred the title of Holy Son and Holy Daughter before they reached the crown.

The two practiced Taoism together, recited ancient books and classics together, practiced spells together, and walked through childhood and adolescence together.

Li Lingsu is such a coquettish person, but he doesn't think about the outstanding junior sister. He really regards her as his own sister.

When he saw that the Feiyan army was wiped out, he expected Li Miaozhen's end.

All the brothers who shared life and death remained on the battlefield, and with her temperament, only jade and stone were left to perish.

She will not escape.

Bingyi Yuanjun walked up to his apprentice, looked at him indifferently for a moment, and said:

"Tianzun foresaw her death, but did not expect it to come true so quickly."

Her tone was calm, as if it was an outsider who died, not an apprentice.

Bingyi Yuanjun pondered for a moment, pinched the formula with one hand, and muttered something in his mouth.

After a while, the surrounding wind stopped, but it became more and more gloomy and cold, and broken army souls emerged one after another.

Bingyi Yuanjun saw Li Miaozhen in these remnant souls, she had a dull expression, and stayed with the army souls silently.

"She burned the soul of the earth."

Daoist Xuancheng shook his head expressionlessly.

In the realm of daoism, this is considered to be a lost soul, and if you want to fight for her, you will not be able to fight back.

Li Lingsu looked at Li Miaozhen's remnant soul with red eyes.

Obviously, when Li Miaozhen died in battle, he used taboo spells to improve his cultivation at the cost of losing his soul.

"There is still help."

Bingyi Yuanjun captured Li Miaozhen's heavenly soul, and flicked it into the flesh with his fingers.

Then, he took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and pulled out the cork.

A strange fragrance wafted out and filled the air. Although Li Lingsu was in grief, when he smelled this fragrance, he still had an uncontrollable "appetite", an appetite from the primordial spirit.

"Purple Golden Pill!"

Taoist Xuan Cheng had no expression on his face, and his tone was indifferent: "This is the elixir you used to promote to the second rank. Is this your last mortal heart?"

If Taishang Wangqing is divided into three stages of "front, middle and back", they are in the early stage of the third stage.

The Tianzong Yangshen at this stage will retain a very small part of the mortal heart, and the object is either a Taoist companion, or a child, or an apprentice.

Surprised and delighted, Li Lingsu quickly wiped away his snot and tears.

At the same time, he took a look at his master, Master Bingyi's mortal heart is on Li Miaozhen, so is the master's mortal heart on me?

Following his inner desire to survive, he didn't dare to ask this question.

Bingyi Yuanjun looked indifferent, did not answer Daoist Xuancheng, pried open Li Miaozhen's mouth, and stuffed Zijin Dan into her mouth.

Purple Golden Pill is tonic for Yangshen, and Yangshen is another name for Yinshen after Xiaocheng.

Even if the Yang God can benefit, let alone the Yin God.