"The old man of the king of Yunnan kept shouting while he was shooting.

Jiang Beichen wants to make him surrender or something.

But how could it be? Let alone the old guy just now, he almost killed them.

Moreover, the old man is ambitious. If he is really allowed to leave here, I'm afraid the whole people in the Central Plains will suffer.

"You can't go out, and I can't let you go out. Even if you are resurrected after a thousand years, I will still beat you back to the coffin! Roar -"

For a moment, Jiang Beichen broke out, and the magic skill poured out without reservation.

A huge red fist shadow directly hit the chest of the king of Yunnan.

Bang!

The figure of the king of Yunnan suddenly flew backward and fell directly back into the coffin!

However, it was not easy for the old man of the king of Yunnan to give up his rebirth. He was so willing to fall down that he howled and still wanted to rush back.

The result is another punch, bang! Directly into the coffin!

Jiang Beichen was completely crazy, and then rushed into the coffin with one punch, two punches and three punches!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Feng Qingyang's body has been completely broken and tattered. There is no place complete except the mask on his face.

Although the king of Dian succeeded in winning and losing, his kung fu could not be restored to the original level. After all, Feng Qingyang's body could not bear it. He had reached the limit to fight with Jiang Beichen for so long.

With Jiang Beichen's last foot stepping on the chest of the king of Yunnan, the pupil of the king of Yunnan suddenly shrank, and then it finally faded slowly.

Hoo! Hoo!

Jiang Beichen gasped and felt wet all over. A feeling of weakness rushed all over his body. Although mesa's inner pill made him recover a lot, it was not his own thing after all, and he could only stabilize temporarily.

When he fought with the old man of the king of Yunnan, he had almost consumed. While he could control the magic skill, he quickly began to collect the skill, and the blood mist around him slowly converged into his body.

However, at the moment, he hurried forward and took off the gold mask on Feng Qingyang's face.

Behind the mask was a pale face. Feng Qingyang stared fiercely, as if he were dying.

Because he couldn't understand why. He clearly had got the God King mask and could be ranked in the ninth five year plan and become the supreme emperor.

But unexpectedly, he was only a puppet in the end, and was killed by Jiang Beichen!

A generation of hermit sect Tianjiao has fallen!

Hoo!

Jiang Beichen took a deep breath, pushed the coffin cover over and pressed it down ruthlessly.

The bronze coffin was silent.

"Beichen..." Tang Zhiruo stared at Jiang Beichen's body and tears kept flowing down.

Jiang Beichen walked slowly step by step, "Zhiruo..."

"Beichen!!" Tang Zhiruo burst into tears and immediately rushed to Jiang Beichen.

"Beichen, I'm sorry. I really deserve it. I can't even remember you! Wuwuwuwu, I'm really useless!" Tang Zhiruo kept sobbing, as if she was very remorseful.

Jiangbei Chenhu's body trembled and immediately hugged her, "Zhiruo, I'm sorry for you, I didn't protect you, if you're well, it's sunny!"

At the moment, he doesn't know what to say. His relationship with Tang Zhiruo and his experience of life and death are unmatched by other lovers.

This woman is a woman who can give her life for him. He also regards each other as his love.

It's OK for two people to do anything for each other.

Cough! Cough!

However, when the two hugged each other, mesa next to them coughed violently.

"Brother Jiang, I'm afraid the Meisha girl can't do it!" Qinglin stood beside mesa, her eyes trembling.

Although the girl was fierce, he admired her for sacrificing herself at the critical moment.

What's more, an outsider can see that the girl never wanted to kill Jiang Beichen.

But because of love, hate, deliberately punish him.

In fact, she is still a good girl!

"Beichen, if it weren't for mesa, I'm afraid we all died here. Can we save her?" Tang Zhiruo couldn't help choking.

In fact, she can better see that the relationship between mesa and Jiang Beichen is by no means so simple.

But now all this is not important. In the face of life and death, jealousy and affair, what are these things?

Jiang Beichen nodded and hurriedly came over to help mesa feel her pulse.

"In order to ease my injury, she forced her inner alchemy out, exhausted her energy and fell into a coma!" Jiang Beichen clenched his fist tightly.

What kind of trust is this? If it is not absolute trust, how can the other party give the most valuable inner alchemy to himself.

At this time, Neidan had already integrated into his blood.

Jiang Beichen can't take it out. He can't return it to mesa!

"There's only one way left now!" Jiang Beichen took a deep breath. As soon as his hand turned over, a flawless pearl floated out of his hand.

"Beichen, this is..." Tang Zhiruo's beautiful eyes couldn't help trembling.

Jiang Beichen nodded, his eyes twinkled and said, "this is the dragon ball, which is difficult to meet in ten thousand years!"

Not all dragon races can produce dragon beads.

Among the 10000 dragon families, I'm afraid only one person's talent and blood can produce dragon beads.

And this dragon family, in the future, will certainly become the king of the whole dragon family!

It can be said that this dragon ball is absolutely impossible to meet. Even if it is put in the fairy world, I'm afraid it is a very rare existence!

It is impossible to say that jiangbeichen is not excited.

He came to southern Yunnan this time for the purpose of Longzhu. Only Longzhu can lift his curse.

But under the influence of mesa Nathan, his curse has been lifted.

The dragon ball has no effect on him.

But in fact, Longzhu can also better improve his cultivation and even repair the Taoist foundation.

But now that mesa is in danger, how can he bear to do that!