Chu Chen Kee

Quehe, who has not been summoned by Bai Yi for a long time, is now surrounded by him. This sub-artifact is no longer as radiant as before, but has an elegant calmness and restraint.

The corner of Xuan Yuan's mouth twitched, but he had no intention of summoning his own weapon.

He squinted upwards slightly: "Come out."

Suddenly, I saw a blue-clothed female fairy with fluttering sleeves riding the rays of light from behind the sky and walking calmly in front of Xuan Yuan and Bai Yi.

"Luo Ying, but the matter of the heavens is over?" Bai Yi saw her and immediately went up to ask her.

Luo Ying smiled slightly, and said: "Thanks to the formation that Long Jun came up with, those witch gods were all strangled as soon as they fell into the formation."

Xuan Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, noncommittal.

He was once imprisoned by the Master Tongtian in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which was the number one killing formation in the world, and with the strength of Emperor Xuantian, the downfall of those witch gods was naturally predictable.

"The remnant soul of Pangu summoned by the mirage?" Bai Yi frowned and looked at the phantom of Pangu that was gradually materializing below.

One foot is enough to flatten a Chang'an city. If it really turns into a solid body, who else in the world can be the opponent of the mighty saint who created the world?

"It's okay, it's just that the emperor returned their things to them." Luo Ying smiled lightly, but Bai Yi was still keenly aware of the malicious mockery in her smile.

I saw that in an instant, the phantom of Pangu turned into a flesh and blood entity.

That is really a flesh made of flesh and blood!

The corpses of countless witch gods were condensed together by a powerful suction force, just like the Rashomon in hell, those stumped limbs and broken arms were tightly entangled together, and together they were cast into a huge giant of flesh and blood.

The smile on Mirage's face stiffened.

He took a step back in disbelief, his body was extremely weak because he exhausted his strength to create this teleportation summoning formation.

"No, it's impossible..." Mirage seemed to be insane. He rushed forward to tear apart the illusion in front of him, but the cold and greasy feel of the bloody tentacles reminded him that all of this was real.

How can it be?

How could their painstaking efforts be ruined like this?

Even if the splendor and glory of the Wu Clan were written with the lives of all Wu Clan members, no one would regret it.

"Qing Mo, what are you waiting for?" Xuan Yuan asked indifferently.

His voice condensed into a very thin voice and passed to Pan Gu who was still looking up at the huge flesh and blood giant.

Qing Mo immediately recovered from the shock, and then put on a playful smile on his face.

He turned into a human form again, but the halberd in his hand was covered with a layer of faint dancing flames.

Under Mirage's extremely frightened gaze, Qing Mo rushed forward with a grin on his face.

Afterwards, the hundreds of thousands of witch gods who were already on the verge of collapse fought together again with the dragon warriors.

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This dark and dark fight lasted for three days and three nights. Even if the witch god was severely injured by the heavens, he could not easily defeat him.

The loss of the dragon clan is still within the range that Xuanyuan can accept. Only seven dragons were seriously injured, more than 100 dragons were slightly injured, and the rest were not unexpected.

Neither the Feng Clan nor the Bai Ze Clan suffered major casualties. The reason for this may be that most of the time the Witch Clan retreated behind the huge flesh and blood giant and could not escape.

This flesh and blood giant only had the shadow of Pangu's remnant soul. It was not easy for those witch gods to send this dissipated shadow of the remnant soul to the ground before they died, but it was a pity that the price they paid was too high.

Chang'an City could not be attacked for a long time, but the morale here was not affected, but even more joyful.

The reason was that Li Chenhuan was well versed in how to use troops and knew that morale was the most important thing for an army, so he deliberately revealed Xuan Yuan's existence to the soldiers in front.

Sure enough, because of the blind superstition and worship of the ancient ancestor dragon, almost every fighter has no doubts about the victory of this battle.

What's more, both the Baize clan and the Feng clan had a close relationship with Longyuan.

It's just that in the handsome tent temporarily set up by Li Chenhuan, Xuan Yuan was lying on the soft couch bored and helpless, while rubbing the chubby face lying on his lap for the first time, while resting his head on Bai Yi's lap,

Due to the restriction of the rules of heaven and earth, Xuan Yuan could not easily make a move. For the past three days, he could only observe in Li Chenhuan's tent. This kind of thing was undoubtedly a kind of torture for Xuan Yuan, who was naturally belligerent.

It's just that Bai Yi knows that the rules of heaven and earth may be tolerant to a natural saint like Xuan Yuan, but they will never tolerate a force powerful enough to destroy the entire human world in the human world.

At that time, I am afraid that he will either be obliterated by the rules of the world or forced to ascend to the heaven or god realm.

Bai Yi didn't want Xuanyuan to take any risks, so he kept him in his sight.

"The Wu Clan over there seems to have come to an end." Luo Ying looked at the opposite side of Chang'an City, which had been quiet for a long time, and said thoughtfully.

Xuan Yuan frowned slightly, it seemed to be true.

Unless those witch gods were preparing some large-scale sacrifices or spells, they would never have spent such a long time.

It appears they are preparing for a final desperate fight.

"They are preparing to activate the Nine Punishment Destroyer Formation." A voice so soft that it almost makes people feel a little trance when they heard this voice suddenly appeared behind Bai Yi.

Bai Yi felt that the voice seemed familiar, turned around suddenly, and saw a one-tenth of a millionth of the beauty of a fairy who could not be described by all the time and beautiful words—Hua Xu's!

He stared blankly at the ancient goddess who had never left Jiuli for tens of thousands of years, wondering why the Hua Xu family suddenly ran back here, on the battlefield between them and the Wu Clan.

When Hua Xu came here, no one could see her. Those whose strength was below her would never have the chance to see her face to face.

And her strength is still a line behind Daoist Sanqing, just because she refused to cut off Sanhua to become a saint.

Abandoning the seven emotions and six desires, I am afraid that this life will not be fun.

"Are you here to take 'him' away?" Xuan Yuan's voice was indifferent and joyless.

A faint smile appeared on Hua Xu's beautiful face: "Thank you Lord Long for saving him and bringing him with you."

Xuan Yuan gave a disdainful cut, stretched out two fingers lazily, picked up Chu Jian without much effort, and looked at him a few times.

"Such a stupid guy, how could he be his reincarnation?" Xuan Yuan twitched his lips.

Hua Xu slowly walked in front of Xuan Yuan, although her smile was still calm, but Bai Yi could still feel her emotional bullying from her slightly trembling fingertips.

Hua Xu looked at the first sight, and said slowly after a long time: "Please return him to me, Lord Long."

Bai Yi was taken aback, what is going on?Why did Hua Xu say the words of returning the man to her?Who is this 'he' referring to?

Afterwards, he realized that his question was meaningless, because Hua Xu embraced the chubby body that he saw for the first time in the next second.