This sentence is clearly only meant to be heard by the wind and the sun, but Zhong left deliberately used the power of the real yuan to pass it to the ears of every warrior present.

Obviously, the former did not hide the meaning, but deliberately passed this information out.

At this time, there are several figures that have stepped out of the space channel and landed on the dragon platform.

But they had just stood up, and they heard this shocking sound.

Two of them immediately changed their faces, with an incredulous look in the middle of the air, it is the other two nine disciples Li Qinghe and Li Daoyi.

After suffering from the target of the clan, the two did not continue to deepen, but chose to practice on the edge of the ancient temple of the Great Wilderness.

Although the harvest was reduced a little, it was safe to hold up to the ancient place of the god, and then stepped out of it.

I didn't want to go back to the dragon's stage, I heard such a shocking news.

“The Spirit!"

Confirming that the figure standing in the middle of the air was after the clock left, Li Daoyi and Li Qinghe were all exclaimed in unison.

When the clock was scattered, they had some concerns about the safety of the clock.

But the two sides are in great a hurry, leaving no telephony, and they have lost the means of contact.

Coupled with the Li Qinghe two later choosing to hide their physiques to avoid the warriors of the Xiang clan, the two sides never met again.

Now it seems that Zhong is not only getting rid of the clan, but also has a very terrible harvest, otherwise it will not step into the realm of the spirit in just one month.

This powerful gap makes the sense of powerlessness in Li Qinghe and Li Dao's heart clearer, and if the gap between the original and Zhong was to fight for life before there is a chance to catch up, it is now somewhat out of reach.

“The young man?”

Next to the nine-in-one, the mother-in-law of the fairy grass quickly saw her own disciples, but when her eyes fell on a girl who was held in her arms, the wrinkles on the old face trembled suddenly.

“What’s going on, young man, why is that?”

A line of old tears flowed from his eyes, and before she was close to the flower mother-in-law, she felt the breath on Tang Qingyi, which was no different from the dead, and the fact in her heart was also thinking of a fact.

The body of the wooden spirit that he has not been able to cultivate has actually lost his life in this ancient land of God?

But after approaching, the mother-in-law realized that it was wrong, and hurriedly wiped her tears and looked carefully.

Tang Qingqi's body has a very weak breath, although it will be extinguished at any time like a candle in the wind, even more than a freshly sprouted grass, but it still represents the breath of life.

“The back-of-the-enforce of wood, what have you encountered?”

After touching Tang Qingyi's somewhat stiff body, the mother-in-law only felt the sadness from it, and her hands with the wooden staff were trembling slightly.

The spirit body of wood is the strongest defensive physique, in the case of simple defense, even if the spirit wants to hurt Tang Tsingyi is not easy.

It is for this reason that the mother-in-law will send this simple disciple to the ancient land of Shenyang.

I didn’t expect that when I finally came out, Tang Qingyi was like this.

It will get the point of the source of the wood, indicating that Tang Qingyi has overused the power of the spirit body of the wood and overdrawn his vitality under the circumstances.

Who is it that forces his disciples to such a point?

The distant dragon was glancing at the movement of the fairy grass, but the eyes were imperceptible flashing a look of joy.

Even the spirit of the wood is lost in the ancient land of the gods, and then what reason is this outrageous old woman to be arrogant in front of herself?

I did not expect that some of the disciples of the Nine Ensembles had actually stepped into the spiritual realm, almost as usual with the original Huatian, and completely covered the light of other sects.

However, this clock seems to be more troublesome than Huatian, and dares to confront the strength of the four royal families.

In the eyes of Long Zhengxuan, this is simply a stupid behavior, even if the clock shows a great talent, it is also vulnerable in front of the royal forces.

Nine Enron has been difficult to cultivate a genius, did not expect to die here so soon, he did not have to worry about the dragon tooth will be compared to each other.

Now to see the spirit of the wooden spirit of the fairy herb again is also out of the situation, which is simply destined that his dragon teeth will continue to be the first of the three sects, the cemorr and the nine-hande to firmly press the downward.

But soon Long Qingxuan realized that it was wrong, and the Xianca and the Nine Ensembles already had disciples, and even some imperial warriors also came out, but there was no movement in the Long Tooth.

Is the speed of the dragon so slow?

“Cry, you, what are you trying to do?”

Looking at the young man who knelt in front of him, the mood of the wind and sun was gradually calm.

But the old eyes clearly flashed with a strange color, and even the voice trembled.

“The suzerain has admonished many times, and the disciples still violate the rules of the door and have caused so many incidents that they are no longer qualified to stay in the nine-in-one.”

The clock did not explain, but slowly stood up straight, and once again looked at the wind and said, the eyes are incomparably firm.

Seeing the demeanor moment in the eyes of the young man, Feng Qingyang seemed to understand the mind of this nine-in-one disciple.

He wants to wash away his relationship with the Nine-Ethronic, carry the anger of the Wind clan, and protect the nine-in-one!

The heart of the wind and the sun surged through a wave of helplessness and bitterness, and as the master of the sect, he had to sacrifice a disciple to save the sect.

Anger rises from the bottom of his heart, and his strength and identity are not as good as the so-called wind family, but he has an identity.

The Nine Lords!

If you want to save this sect by sacrificing your disciples, he is afraid that the master of this sect will not be comfortable sitting in this life.

"The Patriarch does not have to feel guilty, the Feng clan may not be able to move me, although the disciple is no longer a disciple of the Nine Ensembles, but I still hope that you will let the Nine Enlightenment continue."

Just when the real blood in the wind and breeze was boiling, a hidden real vowel sounded in his ear, like a burning flame suddenly splashed under a puddle of water, hard to let the former calm down.

The wind clan may not be able to move me.

When he heard this sentence from the clock, the wind was obviously surprised.

With his understanding of the clock, naturally, it is not a joke or a cover-up to hear.

Although common sense tells the wind and clears the sun that this is impossible, after hearing the sound of the clock, the heart is inexplicably believing a little bit.

After thinking about it, the body of the wind throbbed slightly.

He finally remembered that Zhong had firmness and anger in his heart from his previous eyes, but he had not really given up.

When he heard the sound, the clock turned around and faced off with the wind again.

After a short hesitation, Feng Qingyang finally chose to believe in this disciple and slowly fell from the middle of the air.

After hearing the words of Zhong left, he already understood that the former had withdrawn from the nine-in-one, but he was still a disciple who had been taught by the wind and Qingyang.

If so, why not trust this student?

Seeing that the wind was really back under the Shenlong platform, the wind sounded and smiled,

"Son, you are so brave, you have taken all the sins on yourself for the sake of the sect?""

The reason why I didn't stop the clock from leaving, just to see what kind of drama this boy wanted to play.

I have to say that the clock away from such decisiveness and the nature of the Entu newspaper even the wind sound of the outsiders have some appreciation.

If he had not already fought against the Feng clan, such a young man might also be interested in pulling together.

But now they don’t have that chance.

"Without that waste block, it just let the old man teach you well."

The smile of the sound of the wind voice finally appeared a tussle, and the powerful power was accumulating in the body.

"Since you admit that you are the murderer, you should know the consequences!""

In the face of the change of breath on the wind, the clock was not too flustered, but just stared at each other's eyes again.

"Elder, I really did kill the windless god by the intense order, but the elder ever thought, where did this inflamatose order come from?"

This voice also spread out with the real element, and on the high platform, Xiao Yangyu, who was sitting in the chair, was trembling and suddenly clenched his fist.