He must find a way to improve his cultivation in a short time.

Liancheng has passed the pass now and will attack the devil Kingdom soon.

Now what worries him most is sunset.

In the cultivation of sunset, spiritual power and magic can't be integrated. What's going on? We haven't figured it out yet.

He narrowed his eyes, went to the hot spring not far away, took out another pill and took it. The whole painful body was much more comfortable.

A gentle smile came from the corner of his mouth. The pill at sunset was really effective.

He took off his clothes and sat down in the hot spring slowly. He closed his eyes and felt the comfort brought by the spring water.

His hands quickly condensed a golden light and let the spiritual power in his body run along with the meridians for a week. After taking the pill, his damaged meridians recovered in a short time.

But not all recovered. He still needs half an hour.

After a while, he put down his hand and suddenly opened his eyes, but the bottom of his eyes was blood red.

But the body is much more comfortable.

Thinking of Liancheng's attack speed, he suddenly had waves in his heart and analyzed Liancheng's cultivation in his mind.

His cultivation is extremely evil, but his speed is four times faster than him.

If he can't get up in speed, it's still a big problem.

At least, when fighting Liancheng, he lost to Liancheng in speed.

Long yetian spits out a mouthful of turbid gas, picks up the water and drips it on his strong body. Half an hour later, he comes out of the hot spring.

He took another pill and sat by the hot spring to practice.

The bloody night ended after dawn.

Nangong Yunrui took people to clean up the scene until dawn.

Nangong Yunchuan, with people, named the number of injured people in Tianhai city overnight.

The wounded were treated by doctors and the dead were given pensions.

All kinds of aftermath were handled well.

This practice gives Tianhai people a little comfort in their hearts. When they learn that long yetian is back, they also see hope.

Jing Yan, with the devil soldiers, chased Xuanyuan Yu and Yuwen Qingyu all night. Countless people were killed and injured.

Jing Yan looks as gentle as jade, but he is still ruthless and bloodthirsty, no less than long yetian. Once he kills together, it is difficult to calm his anger if he doesn't kill the other party and throw away his armor.

Although Liancheng was the initiator of this war, if they had no ambition, how could they put the people all over the world in dire straits.

By dawn, he had taken the demon soldiers and chased Yuwen Qingyu. They came to the camp of Xuantian mainland within a mile.

Pei Shizi and Pei Li are leading the army this time.

Pei Shizi had already received the news and led the army to encircle him.

Pei Shizi wore silver armor. His eyes were cold. He stood on the mountain not far away and looked at the situation not far away. There was a war, the two armies fought against each other, a bloody storm, the shadow of swords, the dust was flying, the light was everywhere, and he was dazzling and sharp. Behind them, there was a mess and bones like a mountain.

"Alas!" he sighed deeply.

"Xiaoyue, when will you come back? You won't be distressed if you leave me alone?" Pei Shizi patted his chest hard. He hasn't experienced war. At this time, it's really difficult for him.

Let this bloody storm end today. He will go back to the Paohua building!!

He has been stationed in this mountain for a month.

Why did this happen to him? Pei oak was depressed for a month, but he didn't even receive Xiaoyue's comforting news.

At this time, how did he know that Lin Yunxi had already lost her memory and didn't even know who she was.

How can you remember him?

Looking at the roar and scream in the distance, he just stood in the distance and felt a deep fear.

Yuwen Qingyu and Xuanyuan Yu ran away all the way and looked at the position behind him. His face was sad and his whole body was in a mess. Half of his cheeks could not see the original appearance.

The pursuers are magic soldiers. They are as powerful as bamboo. They retreat step by step, die and escape.

It has long been defeated and can't become an army. Now it's just running for its life.

"Xuanyuan Yu, after that, it will be the army of Xuantian continent." Yuwen Qingyu's voice trembled. I don't know what to do?

He was also seriously injured, running all night, and his physical strength was overdrawn.

Damn it, Tianyi died and even the city ignored them.

Now that he has lost his fighting ability and is using his cultivation, he has become a disabled man.

Xuanyuan Yu had already been endless fear and shock, and his whole body was wet with sweat.

Such a scene tonight is also a scene he has never seen in his life.

These magic soldiers are more terrible than witches.

Now, the bone of his other hand is broken and the pain is tearing his heart and lungs.

How could he not understand the current situation?

For him who has died once, he is even more afraid of dying once.

He breathed hurriedly and said, "Yuwen Qingyu, we must survive. As long as we survive, we will immediately return to our own mainland, and everything will have a chance to come back."

Yuwen Qingyu thinks so, but will long yetian give them a chance to live?

The people who looked at themselves were not the opponents of the magic soldiers at all, and the fear at the bottom of their hearts was unprecedented.

One by one, the living people fell down in an instant.

In the sound of sword light, arrow rain and sky shaking cry, Jing Yan is like a patron saint, indestructible and invincible, leading the demon soldiers to kill all the way.

In his gentle and handsome eyes, there was no emotion, only cold bloodthirsty.

When Yuwen Qingyu and Xuanyuan Yu saw such a terrible Jing Yan, they were involuntarily afraid and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Xuanyuan Yu said, "Yuwen Qingyu, let's go back to space."

Yuwen Qingyu said angrily, "Xuanyuan Yu, even if you die, don't be so cowardly and ignore your own people."

He can escape a disaster, but when he goes back, does he still have the face to be the king of Yunchuan mainland? He has his own bottom line.

"Then you'll die here!" laughed Xuanyuan Yu, "but don't forget that you can't do anything without life."

Yuwen Qingyu had a strange scratch on his face. When he died, he really had nothing.

Looking at Jing Yan who is getting closer and closer, Jing Yan's eyes are full of cold, and Yu Wen Qingyu's heart is very tangled.

"Go back to space." Yuwen Qingyu couldn't care too much. The bottom line collapsed, and he became heartless.

Even if his soldiers were killed one by one, he was unable to save anyone at the moment.

They worked their spiritual power, but found themselves still standing in place.

"Ah..." Xuanyuan Yu shouted angrily, "why is this?"

His voice almost broke his throat.