Chapter 295： You ... were my friends before?

A monk left, followed by second, third ...

In just a few days, as if dreaming, whenever the monk saw the demon who could eliminate the spiritual power, he remembered Song Ning, and tens of thousands of people came to the front to support him, and the demon's attack became more fierce The severity of the battlefield is several times higher than before.

"Brother Song Ning, I'm staying!" Leng Ling went back and walked beside Song Ning.

Song Ning looked at Leng Ling and felt a little strange. There was no such person in his impression.

"Let's go, the southern battlefield is defeated, the imperial city now needs people to guard, this frost enchantment is controlled by me." Song Ning slowly shook his head, his voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself.

Leng Ling still had something to say, but was pulled by Leng Tianshan. Leng Tianshan shook his head at him and preached: "Song Ning is now targeted, you still don't have too much trouble with him, maybe as rumored, he is not Human monks, so it caused tens of thousands of monks to be attacked fiercely by the demon as soon as they entered the battlefield, causing heavy casualties. "

Leng Ling also wanted to refute, Leng Tianshan frowned, shook his head.

"Let's go." Song Ning said lightly.

Leng Ling was forcibly taken away by Leng Tianshan, and the Leng family retreated.

The disciples of Shui Yunzong are themselves alchemists. Their fighting ability is not strong, and the deaths and injuries were heavy in a few days. Now less than a hundred people left on the front line also left in a sad mood.

All the monks who came to the name of Song Ning also left with the flow of people. For Song Ning, they no longer blindly pursued it, but instead were full of doubts about Song Ning.

There were fewer and fewer monks in the abyss of ice, and only a few people remained until the end.

When the cold wind screamed, Song Ning sat on the ground. There was a thin layer of spiritual protection around his body half of the body. This spiritual protection blocked the ice and snow.

Xiao Ke was lying next to Song Ning, the fluffy tail swaying, and the snow leopard was not within the spiritual protection, it preferred the coldness in the snow and ice.

The snow is like goose feathers, and it is difficult to see people with the naked eye a few dozen feet away.

At the moment, behind Song Ning, the three women's weak figures swayed in the wind and snow. With their cultivation practices, it was extremely difficult to resist the wind and snow.

"Song Ning, we ..."

Song Ning's eyes were confused. He looked back and found that there were still people left.

"I remember you are Tang Yue, she is Li Qingling, and Mu Xuezhao?" Song Ning asked.

Tang Yue stepped forward: "You are here alone ..."

Song Ning waved his hand, and a soft spiritual force wrapped the three of them, resisting the wind and snow.

"Have you ... know me?" Song Ning smiled slightly.

I do n’t know when Song Ning started, but he did n’t know what his real smile was, but he still stood here when he saw that these three people had trouble resisting the wind and snow. He knew that these three people must have been his friends.

"Song Ning, you may not remember many things, but this abyss of ice is not something you can protect. Let's go back together and go to the Imperial City. Although they have some doubts about you, they will not drive you away. "Tang Yue's frozen face turned white, and her voice was a little stiff.

There is tenderness in Song Ning's eyes. He doesn't remember the speaker in front of him, but from this, he can hear deep concern.

"Song Ning, let's go with us. The South has lost its guard. It's useless for you to guard here. It's better to go back to the Imperial City." Li Qingling also persuaded.

Three words and two words is the only warmth among the ice and snow.

However, Song Ning shook his head: "The South has lost, I can't let the North fall so quickly, go. If one day the North loses, I might ... will go back."

Before Song Ning finished speaking, he felt a wave of spiritual power coming from the other side of Frost Enchantment. With a wave of his hand, a spiritual force sent Tang Yue and three others away.

The three men were still flying in mid-air, and they saw countless monsters coming from the other end of the enchantment. Like the tide, the number was so large that they instantly flooded Song Ning.

Mu Xuezhao made a scream, but just as the scream continued, in the distance, like the earth collapsed, the demons began to collapse from a dot.

If you look closely, you will find that it is not a collapse, but that all the demons are dying at an incredible speed.

The firelight of the Burning Sky Sword shines like a round of the sun. In this ocean full of monsters, it always echoes vertically and horizontally. The flowing cloud sword in Song Ning's hands also emits a burst of white light. The light passes through, and the monster is dead.

No matter whether it is a demon or a demon, there is no life under Song Ning's sword.

The battle broke out very suddenly and ended quickly. Tens of thousands of monsters were all beheaded in a flash. At this moment, Song Ning was like a **** **** of war. After beheading all the monsters, he continued quietly in the original Meditating in the ground, the Burning Sword and the Streamer Sword inserted in the ice in front of him, Xiao Ke and Xiao Xue snuggled beside him.

Half a day later, Tang Yue and Li Qingling and others have arrived outside the Imperial City of the Falling Feathers.

When they recalled the scene where Song Ning had fought before, they still felt shocking. Song Ning was just a monk at the beginning of the demigod. In front of the group of demons, let alone a demigod, I'm afraid ordinary monks of the gods would be hard to resist.

"Thinking that Song Ning entered the Tianyuan School, it was just our little brother, but now ..." Tang Yue's eyes reflected.

Li Qingling's eyes are like water: "He was not the one we could compare. When he saw the battle he had just been in the freezing abyss, I don't think he would be injured. If he could not resist it, he would not be killed. "

Mu Xuezhao has been following them. These years, not to mention the Li family, even their mortals, such as the Mu family, were killed by Daotian. Fortunately, she and Li Qingling have been together. Yue, this can survive.

"Song Ning seems to become speechless after losing memory." Mu Xuezhao suddenly said.

"He hasn't become speechless, it's just that he doesn't know who he should talk to, he doesn't know what happened to him, even Leng Yuexiao has forgotten, let alone us?" Tang Yue said in his words There is bitterness between them.

The three of them walked in the imperial city. When they saw that everyone in the imperial city was in danger, they all began to lay out their defenses. Among these people were Liu Sitong and a middle-aged elder.

Seeing Tang Yue and the other three, Liu Ruyan immediately stepped forward and asked, "Song Ning, is he alright?"

"He was alone in the gap of the frost boundary." Tang Yue said truthfully.

Liu Ruyan had such a conjecture before, but did not expect that Song Ning would really stay there alone.

"What about Leng Yuexiao? Is Leng Jia's owner Leng Wuzhen?" Liu Ruyan asked again.

"Leng Yuexiao is in retreat, Leng Wuhen staying outside the Han Xin Palace and is reluctant to leave." Tang Yue said.

Liu Ruyan's heart sank. It seemed that they were not ready to come to the Imperial City. Once the frost enchantment was breached, Leng Wuhen would definitely die. As for Leng Yuexiao ... Why is she still practicing at this moment? Did she get into trouble? still is……