Chapter 561

The event of wanjianzong is just a small episode for Yefeng!

He sits on the dragon and roams in the void!

One day!

Two days!

Time goes by slowly!

A week in a flash!

This day, the night breeze lies on a dead star to rest!

It is astonished to find that a star battleship, toward the depth of the front quickly away!

Buzz!

In the blink of an eye, there are more than a dozen star battleships, galloping past, that kind of eager appearance, as if some heavy treasure appeared!

Yeah?

Night breeze eyebrow slightly a wrinkling, the ear trembles at the moment!

All of a sudden, I heard a lot of comments and came over!

"It is said that elder martial brother Feng of tianjianzong won the" Tianxuan divine skill "within the memory storm, and successfully promoted to become the half step fairy king after crossing three levels

"My God, it's amazing! How can the memory storm suddenly appear

"It is said that it is a memory seed planted in the chaos abyss before a certain great energy falls, and it is a memory storm derived from it!"

“……”

The voice of this sentence, immediately attracted the attention of the night breeze!

He found that he was close to the chaos abyss of Xianzu!

The abyss of chaos!

As if the cracks in the universe, across the starry sky, fully across the territory of demons, gods, immortals and demons!

Form a cosmic scar!

At the beginning, the night wind fell in the chaotic abyss of demon territory!

And now, he has come to the chaos of the Xianzu abyss near!

"Memory storm?"

Night breeze frowns!

To be able to tear the memory before it falls is a terrible existence!

At the moment, his body flash, toward the direction of those star battleships, quickly follow!

Half a day!

A desolate and terrifying gully has already appeared in front of us!

Moribund!

Cold!

This abyss and ravine, as if can swallow up all things, a trace of death from its inside constantly diffuse out!

All people who are close to this place feel that their immortal power is severely suppressed!

Let everyone's heart, gush out a kind of creepy illusion!

This is the abyss of chaos!

The grave of death!

This moment!

Dense Xianzu strong, all together, have a discussion!

Tens of thousands of them!

Some are elated and overjoyed, some are sad and lonely, as if they were dead relatives!

Everyone's eyes looked at the front of a huge storm light curtain, full of hot!

Not only that!

These people's comments, is constantly resounding!

"It's incredible that the seeds of memory in the storm have condensed into adults and turned into a little girl!"

A strong man sighs all over his face!

On hearing this, a fairy nearby gave a thick sneer:

"cut! How about memory girl! Empty body, no combat power! It's not that the fierce king of exterminating immortals tore off a leg! Cut off a hand by the fury fairy king! The head of the fire fairy king has been removed

One leg, one hand, headless memory girl!

This!

A fairy sighed, shook his head and said:

"it's so cruel! After all, it has been transformed into an immortal, which is also a life! "

"Life? forget it! This world, the jungle! She has just transformed into an immortal. Every part of her body contains the memory of the fallen power! Nature is also the treasure in the eyes of those powerful fairies

A strong man with a cold face and boundless Greed:

"I just don't know, and I still have a hand, a leg and a trunk part of the memory girl! It will fall into the hands of some fairy king

Ferocious!

Bloody!

Among the words of these fairies, all reveal boundless forest!

And the night breeze hears these words, the eye light cold awn surging!

Just then!

A young man at the top of the holy peak, stumbling from the front of the storm, suddenly flew away!

Bang!

His body, hit hard on the ground!

A mouthful of blood gushed out!

His face was as white as paper, as ugly as ashes!

"It's heaven!"

At this moment, an old man and dozens of fairies came up quickly and helped the youth up!

"God, tell my father, what have you got in the storm of memory?"

The old man's face is full of excitement!

After all, a lot of people have had great opportunities before!Just hear that!

Tears flowed from the young man's eyes!

He was filled with grief:

"I I saw a headless little girl calling for her brother! The cry is so bleak, so sad It seems that she has been waiting for a boy for countless years

"Why do I cry! Why can't my tears stop! "

Boom!

This scene, let the surrounding people in an uproar!

They did not expect that the memory power of the storm was so powerful that it could control the senses of a talented young man!

Let him cry, let him laugh!

This is just the beginning!

Bang!

Another fairy, from the storm light, fell out!

"No

On the fairy's pretty face, there is a strong sadness, and the sad look makes everyone's heart tremble:

"brother! I don't want to eat biscuits. I want you to live, huang'er, as long as you live! "

"Fool! Your hand is broken, your foot is broken, your life is almost lost! For a biscuit with blood, is it worth it

Tears from the fairy's eyes!

She cried bitterly, full of misery!

As if still immersed in memory, unable to extricate themselves!

Boom!

Is an old man again, hastily and violently retreats!

His face is full of anger, dishevelled, boundless tyranny, which is frightening:

"huang'er, heaven will take you away, and I will destroy the sky! Take you away and I'll break the sky

"All living things take you away, I will kill all living things and destroy all things!"

This seems to be the girl seriously injured, a man said to her!

The words, recorded in the depths of her mind, forever and ever!

One shadow after another, fly up!

Scene after scene appeared in front of us!

The body of night wind is shaking!

His ghost, trembling!

A trace of blood, climbing up his eyes, let him look like crazy, crazy like a demon!

"Huang'er! She She is huang'er

One step!

Another step!

Night wind slowly towards the memory storm!

His footstep, unprecedented heavy, a touch of strong to the extreme sadness, diffuse from his body!

Whoa!

At this moment, see the night wind toward the memory storm, around the ten thousand strong Xianzu, all in an uproar!

"Xianzong's strength? A little mole ant, even in vain to inherit memory? What an idiot

"Under the holy, enter must die! See, this boy will be wiped out by that violent memory

“……”

Around the people, one after another, a face, pan boundless ridicule and ridicule!

And in the eyes of the public!

Da!

Night wind step, step into the storm!

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