Golden light pierced the clouds, and red flames penetrated the fog.
Two red dragons appeared at the same time, one rising from the mist, and the other rolling from the horizon.
"Roar!"
Wherever the red dragon swept, the black rain evaporated in an instant, and even the temperature seemed to rise suddenly. The water vapor continued to rise, making the entire Tiger Resting Pavilion, oh no, now it can only be called a piece of ruins. Fairy air curls up.
Yan Lingshu's eyes widened and he looked at the scene in front of him with disbelief: "No, this is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
Others don't know, but Yan Lingshu knows it all too well.
The Yan family's greatest reliance is not Yan Lingyun, the ancestor of the Yan family, but the unfathomable Lord Tuoyan in Yan Lingyun's body!
At the beginning, Yan Lingshu received the task of building a Hu Rest Pavilion as a cover for the Hu Rest Formation in accordance with the wishes of Master Tuoyan.
At that time, Yan Lingshu was extremely reluctant to face such a big project.
However, Venerable Tuoyan was very sure at the beginning that once the Tiger Rest Formation was completed, even if Yan Lingyun himself was in it, he might not be able to break through the formation safely.
Although this statement sounds strange, after all, the strength is extraordinary, and even Yan Lingyun is afraid of three points, which is enough to show the danger of this tiger rest formation.
"What kind of monster is this Qin Changsheng?"
The black clouds cleared, and a handsome young man dressed in white walked out of the mist like a fairy.
With a slight flick of his sleeves, the remaining fog was swept away.
It's a clear sky again, and the sun is as hot as fire.
Qin Changsheng gently tapped the Fenglang Juxu Armor floating in the air. The originally huge Fenglang Juxu Armor suddenly fell down, transformed into a form that was only enough for one person to wear, and returned to An Dinghai.
"General An, how can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife?"
"Your Fenglangju Xujia should be used in the right place, but it shouldn't be destroyed here."
An Dinghai clasped his fists at Qin Changsheng and said weakly: "Thank you Mr. Qin for helping me. If it weren't for your two red dragons, I'm afraid most of us would have to be here."
Qin Changsheng smiled slightly and said nothing.
These warriors suffered such tragic casualties just to help themselves.
After all, those who are sincerely willing to surrender to Qin Changsheng will be rewarded by Qin Changsheng sincerely.
"Sir...it's all my fault..."
When Qing'er saw Qin Changsheng come out unscathed, the long-suppressed guilt and self-blame in her chest could no longer be suppressed, and instantly broke out.
Tears flowed down the delicate porcelain face, mixed with the blood and dust left by the battle, making people feel pitiful.
Qin Changsheng gently wiped away Qing'er's tears, and his inhumane detached aura revealed a rare touch of warmth.
"There is nothing to blame yourself for, Qing'er. I am someone you trust, and you are someone I trust."
"People who trust each other should support each other and trust each other, right?"
Qin Changsheng's deep eyes seemed to have some bewitching effect, making Qing'er fall deeply into them.
"Qing'er, I am willing to entrust my back to you. When you entrust your back to me, I will naturally not blame you."
Qing'er nodded, with a silly smile on her lips.
"Sir, you can trust me with your back. Qing'er will definitely not let you down."
Qing'er paused, and there seemed to be a hint of determination in her eyes.
"Even if she dies for her husband, Qing'er will definitely not complain at all."
From the moment Qin Changsheng took her out of the quagmire of the Japanese country and brought her back to the land of China and the light, Qing'er was already prepared to die for Qin Changsheng.
"Ouch!"
Qin Changsheng scratched Qing'er's Xiaoyao nose and said dissatisfiedly: "If you die, I will be sad."
"So, stay with me."
"Don't think about bad things."
Taiko Haruko practices the ninjutsu of Japan.
Insidious, cold, dark, and depressing, like a poisonous snake hiding in the corner at all times, without any beauty or light.
Qin Changsheng was like the only beam of light in her life, illuminating her whole world.
he came.
The sun came out.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Qin Changsheng looked at Cang Lan, who was still in a coma next to him. Although he had no real body, the overdraft of his original soul still made this strong queen feel excessively haggard.
Qin Changsheng gently stroked her long hair.
Every time this woman was in front of him, she always acted like she wished she was dead, but when something really happened, she was always the one who wanted to die the most.
At this moment, Qing'er suddenly grasped the chipped short blade, with a cold look in her eyes.
"Sir, be careful!"
A sharp slash struck from behind Qin Changsheng. The strong force and rapid speed caused the slash to collide with the air at all times, creating a sonic boom.
Qin Changsheng's eyes flashed, and the Big Dipper shone brightly. He turned around and blocked the attack with a graceful half-turn, easily blocking the menacing attack.
"Little bastard, do you think the battle is over?"
Yan Lingyun was holding a white scimitar that looked like a crescent moon, and his eyes were full of coldness.
Qin Changsheng narrowed his eyes, rubbed the beautiful lines on Qixing Dou, and said contemptuously: "I am talking to my woman, is it your turn to interrupt?"
"Facial paralysis boy."
As soon as Qin Changsheng said this, the remaining conscious masters of the Longyan family were so frightened that they did not dare to speak out.
Yan Lingyun's inability to make expressions is said to be a sequelae of a practice that went too far many years ago.
From then on, Yan Lingyun always had a serious poker face.
Of course, to put it nicely, this is the arrogance of the strong, but to put it worse, it is just like a fool.
Over the years, as Yan Lingyun's martial arts has become higher and higher, no one dares to mention this flaw of his.
Qin Changsheng said the word "paralyzed boy" in front of him at this moment, which was like standing on Yan Lingyun's head and shitting.
Yan Lingyun clenched her scimitar, and a black vortex appeared behind her again.
This is the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth produced by the excessively dense Zhenqi after the Zhenqi has gathered.
"Boy, you want to die!"
Yan Lingyun was furious, holding a scimitar in hand, and headed straight for Qin Changsheng.
"Wolf fang!"
The scimitar, under the injection of Yan Lingyun's black energy, began to flow blood like blood vessels.
It really looked like a wolf fang tearing at prey, each one soaked in blood!
Up front, Qin Changsheng has never been afraid of anyone.
"Corona!"
The pure power of the blazing sun is attached to the seven stars, and the red-gold light seems to ignite everything.
The power of pure Yang collided with the cruel grip of Yin, and the earth shook!
The sky that had just cleared up changed color again!
The real war has begun.
