But even if he died, he would never let the rosefinch fall into the hands of the three families. Although I don't understand why the rosefinch chose the holy land of wanchu to be reborn, since it chose this place, it is the thing of wanchu.

Since the holy land of wanchu was about to be destroyed and could not be preserved, he was willing to let the new rosefinch fly away, rather than let the immortal bird fall into the hands of yezhao and xuandu.

With one word, the face of Yiying disciple of wanchu Holy Land suddenly showed a color of hesitation. It is a fact that blind people can see that wanchu will be destroyed. They don't know how to choose whether to surrender to the enemy or fight to the death.

"My name is Fan Jin. I've been a drug boy in Jiufeng for 60 years. I've become a Dantu. Wanchu treats me with high mountains and deep seas. I was born a wanchu man and died a wanchu ghost." After a moment of silence, along the noisy crowd, suddenly there is a voice of vicissitudes.

The one who made that voice was silent for 60 years, and then he was promoted to Dantu's Fan Jin with Ye Lingfeng. Today, he is bathed in blood all over his body, and his white hair is stained with blood. However, although his body is dirty, his eyes are bright and bright. How can he still shake his head and read medicine books.

As soon as the words came out, Fan Jin had a decisive smile on his lips. He immediately jumped up and rushed to several monks of xuandu mansion who were fighting. And in the body shape rushed into the moment of the regiment, he looked up and laughed, along the Dantian suddenly roared.

Boom! A powerful air burst along Fan Jin's body, swept around, and immediately took the lives of several enemies.

"My name is Eucommia ulmoides Oliv. I used to be a lonely soul. Fortunately, I was accepted by wanchu, trained by danzun, and taught by Fangcheng Danshi. Today, I would like to live with wanchu and never die!" At the moment of Fan Jin's self explosion, there was a murmur in the field.

This is the Eucommia ulmoides that ye Lingfeng raised that day, but he didn't like it. Later, he recommended Ye Lingfeng to Xingyun danzun! At the moment, like Fan Jin, he was covered with blood and dirt, but his eyes were as clear as ever.

As he said, before worshiping the holy land of wanchu, he was a ghost in the realm of heaven and despised by all.

But after entering Jiufeng, he got the protection of wanchu and the support of Xingyun danzun. He showed his talent of Dan Dao and finally became a Dan master!

In the past, Wan Chu sheltered him, and Dan Zun of Jiufeng raised his point. Today, Wan Chu suffered a great calamity, and it's time for him to repay Wan Chu.

As the voice fell, Eucommia ulmoides looked up and laughed wildly. The furnace used to be used to refine pills was now roaring around. Every time it rushed into the crowd, it brought a big blood rain. Tripod can become a pill, but also can destroy life!

Boom! When the fire was smashed by a friar in the golden elixir, the color of madness in the eyes of Eucommia ulmoides immediately appeared. Like Fan Jin, he jumped up, with a roar, suddenly hugged the friar in the golden elixir, and burst into the spring of life.

"My name is tiexinlian. I'm a disciple of Wufeng. I'll fight bloody battles today! Next year and today, if there are saints after this battle, remember to come here and light me a incense; if there are living ones, remember to avenge me! "

The moment that Eucommia's life spring and body burst, the roar of tiexinlian came from the crowd.

At the moment, his whole body is covered with red blood, and the blood is dripping. It is not clear whether it is the blood left by him or the blood shed by the enemy!

After the roar, Tiexin even rushed to a group of monks in xuandu mansion. His eyes were red with blood. He would not let the enemy attack, as if he had become a mad tiger. He opened and closed his hands and fought until he died.

One by one, the voices are constantly ringing, one by one, the fierce roar is constantly ringing, which makes all the monks of wanchu Holy Land blood boiling, their eyes are as red as blood, and they roar madly.

The roar was deafening, one after another. This sudden scene made the two families of Zhao Ye and the monks of xuandu mansion who came to besiege suddenly feel timid and want to escape. Even the monks of yuanyingjing suddenly felt crazy.

They never thought that people would burst out such power when they were in a desperate situation! I didn't expect that wanchu people were so stubborn and persevered. Although they were in a desperate situation, they still went on and on.

Although these people's accomplishments are not so brilliant, they are even under them. However, the momentum brought by it has crushed them. This is not the crushing of the realm, but a spiritual impact.

A kind of death, a kind of would rather stand to die than kneel to live, a kind of unique spirit of wanchu!

Ye Lingfeng was stunned at this moment. He was shocked to find that although he had been in wanchu for some time, he didn't really see what kind of people there were in wanchu holy land until now.

Not only that, he found that Wei Wuxian in the underground crowd, his eyes are red at the moment, and if there are tears, they will drop.

Obviously, he is also like Ye Lingfeng. At this moment, he saw wanchu which he had never seen before.

"Boy, I'll take your life!" At this time, there is a strong wind whistling from ye Lingfeng's body. Turning to look around, he suddenly finds that Zhao Ning is approaching his body. FA Xiang bends his bow, takes an arrow, and shoots with one shot!

Although Zhao Ning has been seriously injured, the power of an arrow is still not comparable to Zhao Ling who flew to the mountains at the beginning.As an arrow flies by, ye Lingfeng suddenly feels that his breath is like being locked. Although he dodges, he is still crossed by an arrow.

Whoa! The arrow whistling, instantly pierced the shoulder of Ye Lingfeng, took up a beautiful blood flower, told him to plant towards the ground!

Even if ye Lingfeng is ten layers of condensate gas and Zhao Ning is badly hit, the gap between them is too big. They are not rivals of the same level at all. It's like a newborn tiger fighting with a tiger that has lost its claws and teeth.

Although the tiger lost its claws and teeth in the past, but the inside information still exists, the newborn tiger can not compete.

"Wanchu..." Looking at everything in front of him, Xingyun danzun murmured. After his eyes changed slightly, he whispered to the elder Sudou: "Sudou, you go to protect the little guy and help him leave. Give it to me here."

Although Xingyun danzun didn't say it clearly, everyone knows that the little guy in his mouth is Ye Lingfeng.

Now wanchu, collapse is around the corner, no one has the power to return to heaven. His only appeal is that wanchu can keep a glimmer of hope, so that orthodoxy will not be cut off, and there will be a single spark starting a prairie fire.

Except for ye Lingfeng, he can't find anyone who can have this qualification, who has this ability

Elder Sudou's face changes slightly. No matter Ye Tian or Feng Wuxing, he is a top-notch expert in the southern region. This kind of existence, even if he and Xingyun danzun join hands to fight, they are all stretched. He is afraid to leave, and Xingyun danzun can't stand alone.