The sharp swordsman smashed the air and stabbed the old back, trying to stop the old body.

Boom!

The burgundy spirit suddenly rushed out, forming a pair of broad spiritual wings on the old back, each with more than ten meters, and the red feathers on the wings were like the essence.

"锵", Long Qingfeng full force a sword stabbed in the old wing, the old eyes were cold, the wine red wings suddenly shocked, and the hurricane brought directly to the dragon green maple flew out.

The situation on the old side of Yan has also attracted the attention of Long Zhenchuan!

"This breath..." Long Zhenchuan’s eyes slammed, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Qingfeng! Stop!"

Boom! Long Zhenchuan actually slammed out of the palm of his hand and directly blocked the figure of Long Qingfeng's front rush, leaving Yan Lao with a white brocade and night feathers to leave.

In the old mouth, he suddenly read the spell of the mouth, and the spiritual wings that lasted for more than 20 meters began to tremble regularly. As the spell in Yan’s mouth became more and more fast, the vibration of the red wine wings became more and more fast.

The hurricane of the road swept around its wings, and there was no heart-warming pressure, but the hurricane generated by the wing was unbearable!

Hey!

When the old man slowly lifted off, two red and white figures went against the wind and rushed into the night feathers.

The moment when Huo Ling rushed over, the old and plain eyes blinked a little, and the whispering sound in the mouth was strengthened again. Suddenly, the red wing was shining, and the next old figure disappeared from the place, only the residue. The burgundy spirituality suggests that everyone is just here.

And Yan Yan disappeared together, as well as Bai Jinyi and Yu Yu...

Long Qingfeng looked at the place where Yan Lao disappeared, and his eyes showed a touch of unwillingness. He said: "Come, come with me! Be sure..."

"Stop! Qingfeng, don't chase, and shake a wing of 90,000 miles, can't catch up with the old man at the speed of mankind." Long Zhenchuan in the sky looked at the direction of the old Yan, and his eyes showed jealousy.

Long Zhenchuan did not expect that there would be people in that place in Baifu! And... he also shot!

"Master!" Long Qingfeng apparently did not know the identity of Yan Lao, and looked at Long Zhenchuan with some surprise.

"Clearing the white house Yu Yi! All the personnel are alive!" Long Zhenchuan ordered the dragon and Qing Feng to make a sound, and then turned his gaze to the black dungeon behind him.

"Bai Peng, I can't think of you being able to invite the people of Tianfeng, but this battle, you Baifu is still losing! After a long time, I will let Bai Jinyi and Yu Yufu come back to death!"

Long Zhenchuan’s hopeful wounded elders, a flash of pride in his eyes, ten years ago, ten years ago, he planned to get the fire of the white house starry sky, to open the legendary realm, ten years later Today, this wish is finally realized!

......

The night feathers are now painful in the meridians, and the limbs are sore, but they have not lost consciousness. After the body is wrapped in a burgundy spirit, the night feathers blink in front of the eyes, and then they feel like they are floating!

When the scene in front of the scene is solidified again, there is no violent spiritual power around, and there is no killing of Baifu. Some are just the desolate and quiet of the barren hills.

Hey.

Bai Jinyi and Yu Yuxi were thrown on the ground by Yan Lao. The old face looked at them with no expression, and then two red spirits were injected into the body to help the two stabilize the injury.

The night feathers felt that the soreness in the body disappeared a little bit, and the tone was weak: "More, thank you for your help."