Chapter 1039

Clang!

Qingluan neighs with a strong sense of sadness, still spread wings, swept out a piece of flame and lightning, hoping to help its spiritual master Lin Shi Hua kill more enemies before returning to the spirit world.

On its back, the beautiful eyes of Lin's poems and paintings have closed slightly in shaking, and two lines of crystal clear tears have crossed the sad and beautiful cheek.

She walked peacefully, with a beautiful smile, with a woman's tenderness, lying quietly in Ye Chen's arms, pale and powerless jade hand, dead all grasp Ye Chen's clothes, death is not willing to release.

Poetry and painting!

Ye Chen's voice is hoarse and calls softly, but the little sister who is clever in memory has no more that sweet smile.

With the wind of blood blowing, the body of Lin's poems and paintings gradually turned into a mist, and drifted between the dark heaven and the earth.

Qingluan is still lamenting, and there are tears in Feng's eyes, which are also disappearing together. Before Lin's death, Lingzhu's poems and paintings untied the contract with it. Now that the Spirit Lord is dead, it will return to the spirit world.

All the way... Good day!

Ye Chen looked at a wisp of fragrance and smoke in his palm, and choked his hoarse voice.

Oh!

Seeing this, Falun king, who was still fighting, sighed to himself. For some reason, seeing the disappearance of Lin's poems and paintings, he felt a little trance. Before ancient times, he also watched her disappear.

How many vicissitudes of life, how many years of flowers Xie Hua bloom, the past that Qing Shi face, no longer see.

Kill!

Before he was in a trance, the place where he had bathed in blood was like a piece of ashes.

When he wanted to fight, he also had an account of his previous life and the land. Lin Shihua called him out with his life, which was a great hope for him. The king of the world could die, but he also wanted to die.

Roar!

With a world-famous dragon chant resounding through the heaven and earth, ye Chen also gets up. Surrounded by the golden battle dragons, the killed demons are defeated. Lin Shihua's death and his sadness make him wave his magic knife without any hesitation.

Click!

At this moment, I do not know how many thousands of miles away Taixu ancient dragon, suddenly heard a piece of jade Jue broken in his arms.

Taixu gulong's body trembled and his eyes twinkled with tears. That was the soul of Lin's poetry and painting, Yujue. When it was broken, it meant that Lin's poetry and painting had died. His only disciple in this life was dead.

Boom! Boom!

In front of the empty sky, the whole collapsed, and the overwhelming demonic soldiers had rolled in.

As ye Chen expected, the demons sent more troops to the rear of the great Chu friars. At this time, they were already in one place. They were attacking the big Chu friars in the front and back. They wanted to encircle the great Chu friars in the northern Chu. If they wanted to return to the Southern Chu, they had to break through their siege.

Kill!

Taixu Gulong holds Taixu dragon sword in his hand. If he is crazy, one sword cuts out a path of blood. This is war. It is extremely cruel. His relatives die in battle. There is no time to hurt.

Zheng!

Zixuan also wielded the magic sword to join forces with the Dao emperor, Ouyang king, Tianzong ancestor and Zhongjiang. They were like a magic sword, penetrating into the heart of the demon army and retreating with the great Chu friars.

In the end, the kings of all dynasties stood side by side with the descendants of the emperor to cut off the empress of the great Chu state and blocked the army of demons who pursued after him.

Kill!

Here, ye Chen and Falun king are back to back, still fighting with the demon soldiers.

The enemy of the past, now the paoze on the battlefield, all gave their backs to the other side at ease, which made people feel sorry.

Both of them suffered heavy losses. It was not that their fighting power was not poor, but that there were too many demons and they were constantly increasing their troops. When you looked around, you could see that all of them were the figures of the demons.

Protect the Dharma for me!

The king of Falun threw a spear and nailed a magic general to the empty sky. Then he stepped back and stood on the side of the sky with his hands clasped together to quickly change the formula.

Ye Chen understands, yidaosheng splits a magic general, and then ascends the sky step by step, holding the blood spirit sword, guarding around the Falun king.

Kill me!

Seeing this, a demon will suddenly wave his sword and point to the empty sky where ye Chen and Falun king are.

Then, as the tide of demons came, the Xutian killing array also aimed at the empty sky to wipe out Ye Chen and Falun King together.

Taoist Dharma, open!

With a cold hum, ye Chen sent the chaos world, chaos God tripod, blood spirit sword and Kyushu God map together, forming a huge protective shield, protecting him and Falun king.

However, his all-out defense was pierced by the sky demon's virtual sky killing array in the next moment. This is not that ye Chen's defense is not strong enough, but that there are too many demons attacking him, which can not be countered by one person.

Attack again!

The demon general roared and his eyes were fierce.

This time, the four sides of the virtual sky killing array have aimed at this side of the virtual sky.

Ye Chen uttered a cold hum, opened the Taixu dragon ban, and blessed hundreds of protective array.Hum! Hum!

The sky is turbulent. Hundreds of gods of the virtual sky killing array are swept together. The protective array of Ye Chen collapses on the spot. Ye Chen's fighting power is spared, and half of the holy body is also broken. The form is very miserable.

Go!

But when he heard a rebuke from the king of Falun, the earth suddenly cracked.

Then, nine ancient sarcophagus rose from the ground, and he also used the forbidden technique to psyche the underworld.

Bang!

The first sarcophagus burst, and a wild man came out with a bone stick in his hand. His arms were bare, his muscles were like a dragon, and his ancient lines were engraved. There was thunder lingering around him. That was only the thunder of a certain degree of physical strength.

Then, the second sarcophagus exploded, and out came a young man in gold armor.

The third sarcophagus is a gray haired old man with old clothes. I don't know what age it was.

The fourth Sarcophagus, a middle-aged man with a sword in his hand, stood erect like a mountain.

The fifth sarcophagus is a woman.

The sixth sarcophagus is a young scholar.

The seventh sarcophagus is a boy with three eyes.

The eighth sarcophagus is a girl with purple hair.

The ninth sarcophagus is a rickety old woman.

Poof!

When these ancient people were summoned, the king of Falun spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the breath of the whole person was withered a lot.

What a powerful atmosphere!

Looking at those people, ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't know that Falun king could still summon such a powerful group of people. If they were called out in the zhengyangzong war in the past, they would have suffered heavy losses.

Kill!

The voice of Falun king is sonorous, and he has given orders to nine people to attack.

Then, the nine old people who were summoned moved one after another and killed into the army of demons.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Although it was the heaven realm before the ninth life, it did not have the fighting power of Tianjing, but Rao was so. The army of demons fell in pieces, no one could stop their steps, and many evil generals killed could not help but retreat.

The war situation, because the nine people were called out, was instantly reversed, and the demons were defeated.

Go!

Ye Chen and Falun King withdrew from the battlefield one after another, but they went not to the south of Chu, but to the north to kill them.

His purpose was very simple. He pointed out the direction for the great Chu friars and led them safely back to South Chu.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Bang!

Along the way, ye Chen is constantly shooting. Whenever he sees the portal, he will not hesitate to smash it. There are enough demon soldiers. If the portal is allowed to exist, more demons will be killed.

However, due to the rampage of demons, those hermit monks in the great Chu Kingdom were forced out.

Looking at Xutian from afar, it is a figure in twos and threes. Each of them has the power to fight the sky. All of them are at the level of ashes. They are awakened by the demons in deep sleep, and the thunder is furious. At the moment, they are killing all directions.

Overlooking heaven and earth, the whole northern Chu was caught in war.

The army of demons was divided into two routes: one was to hunt down the friars of Dachu from north to south, and the other was to intercept the friars from south to north. This was a big battlefield, while the small battlefield was like Ye Chen, Falun king and those hermit monks. At the eye's eye, all the figures of war were fighting.

The chaos is not only in the northern Chu friars' world, but also in the northern Chu mortal world. The demons are killing wantonly.

Kill!

Yang Dingtian and others, who led the northern Chu people, were crazy. It was a road paved with blood and bones.

Boom! Bang!

The fire of war, soon burned to the south of Chu, the demon that strange transmission domain gate, also landed on the land of Southern Chu.

Kill demons at all costs!

In the main hall of Tianting headquarters, the voice of red dust snow is cold, with supreme dignity.

Soon, the army of friars guarding the southern Chu Dynasty was surrounded by demons from four directions, and the battle was very large.

Perhaps it was too far away. There were only three or five transmission gates that landed in the southern Chu. The number of demon soldiers sent over was not as much as expected. In addition, the huge battle of the friars of Southern Chu absolutely suppressed the demons that fell on the southern Chu.

Poof! Poof!

In the dark sky of northern Chu, ye Chen killed two magic generals and stopped to land in a bloody ancient town.

This is the ancient town of Qingxian. He has been there. In the memory of the past, the ancient town of Qingxian is peaceful and peaceful. It is the only ancient town of mortals in the world of friars. There is a strange person who divines heaven and earth: Zhouyi.

Now, once again, Qingxian ancient town is full of blood, bloody pictures, and the peace and tranquility of the past.

Master!

It is still the old tree, and ye Chen finds the Zhouyi which has fallen there.

Zhou Yi is a divination God, but he has no cultivation and no combat power. An ordinary demon can kill him. It is because of this that he can't escape the doom.

The book of changes has long been dead, but the breath has not been cut off, but it is a very mysterious secret to continue life."To hold the great Chu is to hold the people of all regions." Zhou Yi's turbid old eyes looked at Ye Chen, smiling gently and kindly. His trembling old hand took out a piece of tortoise shell from his arms and stuffed it into Ye Chen's arms. His voice was hoarse and vicissitudes.

"We will live up to our mission." Zhou Yuan's dead hand is not easy to save.

Zhouyi turned into ashes, leaving only the ancient tortoise shell in Ye Chen's hands, which was extremely heavy.