On the branches of the spiritual power of the Eternal Night Hall, the magnificent huge bird cage was slightly blown by the invisible wind. Feng Ji pressed her bloody chest with one hand and felt a special spiritual power that she had been in contact with at that time. She slowly passed by her face like a breeze, making her painful wound feel a sense of comfort.

The water surface of the Eternal Night Hall caused a faint ripples, causing the bright moon that was sinking under the water to sway a little.

Feng Ji gently raised her eyelids, and what appeared in front of her was the man she had met hundreds of years ago - Shangtian, Fengshen Yujiang.

The two looked at each other silently. Yu Jiang walked forward slowly, raised his hand and touched the bird cage and was directly hit by the Night King's power, which made his already tight brows tight again. He remembered that she met by chance in Feiyuan that year. She was wearing a gorgeous and charming fire-colored long skirt. The fire sword could be transformed into a divine bird at any time and followed closely. Although she had a young face, her frown and smiled were all about fatigue and vicissitudes.

For a moment, he was attracted by this strange and special woman and followed her to a snowy field. Then he discovered the huge snow monument left by fellow practitioner Lanyan, which wrote the earth-shaking truth about the past. While sighing, he felt unbearable, but when he tried his best to help her relieve her illness, he was rejected by her extremely disgusted.

At that time, he knew that this girl hated the heavens.

At that time, her situation was obviously bad. She had encountered some fierce battles, and dragged her exhausted body to the depths of the snowfield. He was worried and followed her from afar. He didn't know how long she had walked, and a clear ice river finally appeared in front of her. The place looked like the source of this big river, and continuous ice water surging out of the spring.

She walked slowly over and stared at the water of the ice river. She was in a flash of dismay. Just as he was hesitating, the figure of fire-colored jumped and was swallowed by the spring in a blink of an eye and disappeared!

He was startled by this sudden action, thinking that she had encountered something that she couldn't think of and wanted to find a short-sighted view. In desperation, he also jumped into it. However, there was a different world under the small source of the glacier. It was a barrier created with the pure breath of the spiritual phoenix. Looking up, there were only white bones, and countless months of white flowers without wind, swaying on the wreckage.

She lay on the bones, and the fire-colored dress was spread flat on the remains of the same tribe. Although her eyes were severe but full of fatigue, she had made gestures to hold the sword, but at the same time she looked at the bones deeply and deeply. Finally, she just sighed silently, stared at him quietly, and asked why he was coming.

Perhaps it was the only time that Feng Ji had a long talk with a person from heaven, and it was also the first time that Yu Jiang knew about what kind of indescribable disaster had happened on the island after falling into the sky.

On the occasion of his departure, he presented the magical artifact "Wind God" transformed by Xuanwu, and, under the name of the ancient plant, Xi Hui, his friend Xi Hui, established a tall Qianji Palace on the Qixue Plateau in Gala. With the Lotus God's throne as his faith, he selected excellent aliens as the leader. His initial purpose of doing this was, but he just wanted someone to help her share some of it.

Now that the White Sect has long deviated from its original intention and has even been taken into the capital, his self-righteous help may be insignificant to Feng Ji.

Since then, he has never stepped into the flying wall again. The blood-like red and dazzling white bones have become existences that will not be easily touched in the depths of his memory.

But he always knew that the "Wind God" he gave was not used by Feng Ji, but was worshipped as a certain artifact. It fell into the hands of others not long ago.

Yu Jiang closed his eyes, and the guilt in his heart wandered around again and again. Feng Ji looked at him as before and blurted out: "The God of Wind is not necessary. You and I have met by chance. The magic sleeping technique has made me less sick and suffering for so many years. Just this is the only thing, you are a great kind person to me. As for the future... I know that the God of War is of great significance to heaven, and you don't have to be embarrassed to take care of that little old love."

"Feng Ji..." Yu Jiang called her with difficulty and said seriously, "I know that Chen Xuan forced Emperor Che to appear for the purpose of fire, but if they cannot reach a consensus, you... will be in danger."

"I don't care." Feng Ji continued, and she was really calm. "They want both the fire and the way to reach the end. These two things are only available in Fushiyu. The heavenly world has always been selfish in doing things, so how can they care about the life and death of others? But no matter how weak a life is, it has dignity. Fushiyu is not afraid of losing both sides."

"You..." Yu Jiang was slightly lost. Such righteous and unceremonious words really had the temperament of an emperor. Feng Ji shook her head and smiled, and looked at him and teased with interest, "You are here to be a lizhongke and try to convince me, right? The first candidate for the Fire Seed is not me, I don't even know how to take out that thing for you. It's better to save some time and think carefully about how to negotiate with Emperor Che."

"It's not my turn to negotiate." Yu Jiang also regained his smile. Even though he was through the cage, the tone of the two was like an old friend. "Emperor Che asked Di Zhong to meet him in person. To be honest, with that guy's temperament, I even think he would give up this opportunity..."

"Will he give up, will the heavenly realm give up?" Feng Ji smiled unanimously and waved her hand and replied, "The prophecy of the heavenly realm, 'Emperor Star Fall', will you watch it come true?"

Yu Jiang did not reply, and his hands tightly clasped in his wide sleeves and loosened them, as if he had exhausted all his strength in an instant, and his tone suddenly lowered: "Feng Ji, go to heaven..."

Before he finished speaking, the water surface of Yongye Hall rippled again. Yu Jiang turned his head in an instant and noticed a wave of vague, familiar and unfamiliar power behind him approaching rapidly.

The bright moon in the water began to shake, and finally a huge pattern slowly cracked from the center. Yu Jiang looked at this scene in disbelief. Even though he realized that there was a sign of foreign invasion, his brain fell into a brief loss. At the critical moment, the black and golden blade slashed across the nose, driving amazing divine power to make the surrounding water explode and rise!

Gu Chen!

Yu Jiangfeng avoided him like a wind, and at the same time he saw clearly that the knife that was slashing at him was Gu Chen, the blade of the God of War that year!

However, when he fixed his eyes, another person suddenly appeared. He first forced himself to retreat with a knife, and then changed his sword path under his palm, and then he took a familiar move. The first of the six styles evoked the cloud-like divine power, which seemed to be lightly wrapped around the golden bird cage. Then, Xiao Qianye's hand put another three-point force, and only a series of harsh sounds were heard. The bird cage covered by the power of the Night King had been twisted to deform by the sword air!

Xiao Qianye stopped and gasped. A cold sweat dripped along his cheeks into the clear water below. The moment he flew out of the gap, Di Zhong sent him quietly into the Eternal Night Hall, but what followed was the intense discomfort caused by the disorder of time, which made his brain appear briefly blank, and countless flashing things seemed to pass by quickly in his mind.

A burst of nausea and retching appeared in his throat, and even his vision was a little blind. He tried hard to calm down and forced himself to calm down as quickly as possible.

Has it been too long since? Three days? Three hundred years?

He really couldn't tell who he was at this moment, and he was dizzy and just wanted to fall and rest.

But he immediately woke up what he wanted to do. He didn't have much time. Di Zhong used the magic of divine splitting to storm into the sea of ​​dusk. In fact, he didn't have much time to buy for himself.

The clouds slowly dissipated. Feng Ji looked at the person who appeared in front of him in surprise, almost unable to believe what he saw now. Xiao Qianye coughed heavily. Even though he looked pale, his eyes rarely showed the same gold and silver color when Di Zhong was away. He realized that the true meaning of Chi Wang Feng Ming had seen her before. Feng Ji rushed forward without hesitation, regardless of the severe pain of the tearing of his chest again, and said tremblingly: "What are you here to do? Are you here to die? Go back quickly, I don't want you to save me, you promised that I would save Shaobai, and you don't want to die here!"

Shaobai...Shu Shaobai?

Yu Jiang heard this name that shocked him even more shocked. Before he could figure out his thoughts, Xiao Qianye's hand drove the second move. The knife energy caused the water of the Yongye Palace to turn into a sharp blade, directly cutting off the bird cage that was twisted and deformed. Feng Ji fell into the water from the bird cage, and blood winded from under her feet, but it dyed this piece of light red in a short while.

The Eternal Night Hall of the Heaven Realm was invaded for the first time since its establishment!

Xiao Qianye supported Feng Ji, but she pushed her away with her hand. She was obviously very happy that someone would come to save her, but why did the despair in her heart be suppressed for a while, and even had a strong impulse? This would be the beginning of the disaster!

"Let's go." Xiao Qianye looked straight into her eyes, watching her pupils tremble violently, tears surging out of control, but her mouth still whispered out of control, "Where are you going? The Night King has recovered less than halfway, and I am helpless with him. Where can I go? Why are you coming? The person you want to save is not me..."

"Sobert!" Xiao Qianye's heart was filled with anger and cursed irritably, "He wants to save you, you want to save him, I don't have so much idleness to care about your life or death! I don't know where you can go, but if you don't leave now, you will definitely die here!"

This was the first time Feng Ji saw him so irritable, but he seemed to be enlightened, which slowly restored his chaotic heart to calm down.

Stepping out, the wind blew everywhere in the Yongye Palace, forcing him to retreat backwards and silently looked at Feng Shen Yujiang beside him.

"I remember you. The last time Di Zhong came back, he looked like you." Yu Jiang blocked his retreat and spoke very casually. "I said why is he different from before? It turned out that he was really two people, but your eyes were the same as him, and the knife in his hand was also his. Even the few knifes just now should be six-style, right?"

"Yu Jiang..." Xiao Qianye also remembered this person, the Feng Shen Yu Jiang who sent him back to Feiyuan last time.

"Since you see, you can't ignore it. After all, you are the first person to trespass into heaven." Yu Jiang grinned faintly, looking at the meaning of the uniqueness. The breeze formed a swinging sword under his palm. The gentle wave swayed the entire Yongye Hall and sneered, "Last time I sent you home, this time... let's see if you have the ability to go back by yourself."
Chapter completed!