Yangqin recalled an intelligence that had been received before. According to the intelligence, the cangri cult was occupied by a force called Yueshen cult in a corner in the southeast of the mainland, and had to withdraw from it.
At that time, Yangqin didn't care much about it. He thought it was just a small school that suddenly rose.
But when she saw Chang'e, she suddenly remembered the intelligence and said, "are you the leader of the moon god cult?"
Chang'e didn't pay attention to the viola. She stood quietly in the void, and the snowflakes fell endlessly beside her.
The night on the sky is becoming deeper.
Looking at the position of Yangqin, Xiaoyin kept yelling, obviously feeling the strength of the old woman.
She had never seen such strength in her life.
Although she had great confidence in Chang'e, she could not avoid anxiety at this time.
Chang'e patted Xiaoyin's big head and motioned her to stay aside.
Xiao Yin roared a few more times, and then he didn't want to go to one side. He came to the injured uncle Mao and closely guarded him. No one was allowed to get close to him.
"Since you can see that I am a separate body, I will not hide it from you. I am indeed a soul coming.
But even so, do you think you can defeat him? "
With a cold smile, Yang Qin suddenly burst out.
Bent body, as if hidden in a Haori furnace, non-stop to send out light and temperature between heaven and earth.
The light is great, the sky and earth are suddenly changing, and the stars are spinning.
In the blink of an eye, the deep night directly pulls this force apart, illuminating half of the sky on the sky.
The hidden sun is also showing up again.
So on the earth, in the sky, there is a rare sight of the half day, the night, the sun and the moon moving together!
Chang'e's field of cold moon was forced back by this force and compressed to Chang'e's body.
In place of the original place, is a vast and bright golden field.
Within the field, there are scattered light spheres, large and small, hostile to the moon wheel in the field of cold moon.
"This is the master's" golden day field "! You all have to die today
Looking at the field of Yangqin, Yang Moxue is full of confidence and looks fierce.
If Yang Qin didn't arrive in time today, they might have died on the spot.
So Yang Mo snow at this time, there is only one idea, that is to let Chang'e die!
Only in this way can her hatred be solved.
As for Yang Meina and Yang Qingfang, they seem to have been borrowed part of their strength by Yangqin. At this time, they just collapsed on the ground.
In this way, no one has time to take care of Yang luokui and Guan Zihe.
Guan Zihe on the edge of the cliff, looking at the two dazzling existence in the sky, said to the sunflower: "Stinky sunflower, guess who will win?"
"Stinking lotus, shut up!" Yangluokui heard the familiar appellation, glared at Guan Zihe, and said confidently: "it must be sister Chang'e who will win."
Guan Zihe was stunned, as if he had discovered the new world: "do you think that the first-class saint in your teaching will lose? You're not rebellious like me, are you? "
Sunflower is also a Leng.
Yeah! How can I be so confident in Chang'e?
A figure flashed through her heart.
She understood how deeply she had been poisoned by Li Shi.
Li Shi's every move left a deep shadow in Yang luokui's heart.
Even the people around Li Shi made the sunflower feel invincible.