As Li Chen said, after Bai Jinyi left, the Bai family has begun to decline.

The shocking significance of the existence of a strong peak of the spirit is far greater than the shock brought by the cultivation!

When Bai Jinyi is in the middle of those spirits and spirits masters, they must always be wary of some, Bai Jinyi in the Long Qingfeng lead, some people who have the heart to open their hands and feet!

Less than half a column of incense time, the white master of the mysterious spirit has lost one in two.

The elders look gloomy, and the Yan family and other old people are not good-looking. They have found that the dragons are not unprovoked.

Those dragons are blasted by the energy in the body!

Only a small part of the spiritual power formed a rushing into the surrounding area, more spiritual power gathered into a blue light group, and integrated into the space where the dragon ancestors disappeared!

"Block them." Yan Lao angrily shot, the red spirit tried to stop the blue light group.

"When is our Nanyang Temple not there?" An elder of the Nanyang Temple directly stopped the spiritual power of the old, with a thick shackle in his mouth.

More people followed, and after the dragons blew themselves, the scene became more and more chaotic!

......

Quiet valley.

Long Qingfeng has already gained the upper hand in the battle against Bai Jinyi.

The two men are evenly matched. Now Bai Jinyi consumes the evil white tiger and a lot of starry sky, and wants to protect the valley below. This test is already at a disadvantage.

"Boom!" Long Qingfeng's palm was printed directly on the shoulder of Bai Jinyi.

Suddenly, Bai Jinyi’s body flew out, and the blood in his mouth was raging. The eyes were still showing the evil tricks, but the eyes of the scorpion were already extremely dim.

"Small Valley Master, how can I do this." After Long Qingfeng's palm repelled Bai Jinyi, he apparently did not intend to let it go. The palm of his hand wrapped it and condensed into a black dragon claw.

However, compared to the dragon clan of those who are used by the Canglong Pavilion, the dragon claws on the hands of Long Qingfeng should be more solid.

"Send you on the road!" Long Qingfeng chased the white brocade to retreat, black dragon claws directly to the heart of Bai Jinyi.

嘤~~

In a critical moment, a bright phoenix sounded in the valley filled with fog.

A white spiritual force followed, and quietly shot from the valley, and instantly came to the front of Long Qingfeng.

Hey!

The white spirits hit the dragon's black dragon claws like a arrow, and only one hit, the dragon clan of Long Qingfeng was defeated, and the palm of his hand was pierced with a blood hole.

In the short interval, Bai Jinyi, who was flying backwards, got a respite and maintained his body shape, looking at the quiet valley below with surprise!

In the originally quiet valley, the fog of the spirit continued to rush and dissipate. In the mist, there was a large flash of red color.

"羽羽......" Bai Jinyi's original stunned eyes reveal a touch of hope.

嘤~~

The loud phoenix sounded again, the fog of the mist rushed, and a huge figure came out.

"Suzaku?!"

Long Qingfeng saw the figure back in the first time, and the impression that Suzaku left him was too deep.

Deep enough, even now he will be scared when he recalls the strength of Suzaku!

"Is it you?" The fire spirit that showed the body also noticed Long Qingfeng, and Feng Xiao obviously paused on him.

"Haha, I thought it was an ancient beast. I didn't expect it to be a counterfeit." Long Qingfeng carefully looked at the fire spirit and noticed that it was not the smell of Suzaku, but the body was somewhat similar, and could not help but laugh.