Breaking the Day Chapter 471: 0 Jun 1 shot the horse to come

Qin Mieqin's sacrifice did not make Li Chengfeng feel sad and sad like the sacrifices of Tian Jun and the stupid big man, but his sacrifice gave Li Chengfeng the greatest shock and shock.

Tianjun and Su You have a very good relationship. The two are inseparable and close like brothers. This is what all the disciples of Zangjian Pavilion see. The stupid man is honest and loyal, with a sense of justice and sacrifice. Whoever is willing to stand up at the most critical moment, everyone will think of the stupid man: because everyone thinks he is stupid and stupid.

But Qin Mie’s relatives are different. Everyone thinks that this person is cold and almost ruthless. How could this kind of person come forward?

So, when Qin Mian came forward and died as a martyr, Li Chengfeng felt extremely shocked.

At this moment, the light ignited by Qin Mieqin with his own life seemed to slash into the depths of Li Chengfeng's soul with a sharp sword. He deeply felt the things that the seniors in the hidden sword pavilion were desperately insisting on. They Desperately defending the spirit, they prove their faith by their lives.

At this moment, the hidden sword pavilion seemed to have come alive in Li Chengfeng's heart, like a towering tree standing on top of the earth, deeply rooted in Li Chengfeng's heart.

When a gust of wind blows, Li Chengfeng only feels cold on his cheeks. He subconsciously wiped it with his hand, but it was cold tears. When he wiped it again, the vision in front of him was blurred, and the tears were like rain.

It's not just Li Chengfeng, everyone here has no feelings for Qin Mieqin, but everyone is in tears, choking and weeping, they don't know that they are sad for Qin Mieqin's sacrifice. , I was still moved by this act of witnessing the Tao with his body.

Su Yuehan held Li Chengfeng's arm tightly and took a breath, she whispered: "Go, he's not dead, don't let them sacrifice in vain!"

"What?" Li Chengfeng was extremely shocked, "Can't this kill the drama dream talent?"

Su Yuehan smiled bitterly and hardly: "Have you forgotten? Drama dreams can't be killed! I didn't understand before, but now I finally understand... He, like Zhou Ling, is a demon selected by the Nine Nether Kings Wang, their power comes from the Nine Nether Kings. Zhou Ling’s power comes from the aura of hatred gathered in the nine prisons. As long as there is hatred in this world, as long as the fire of hatred is burning in her heart, she can be reborn again and again. ."

Li Chengfeng was shocked when he heard it: "Then what is the source of his power in this drama?"

Su Yuehan whispered: "If I'm not wrong, the power of the dream talent comes from the power of the souls of the nine prisons. As long as there are unjust dead souls between the world, he can be reborn infinitely in the nine prisons."

Li Chengfeng took a deep breath. It's no wonder that after being killed by Zheng Jinghong and others, Li Chengfeng was able to resurrect two years later.

Li Chengfeng looked at Su Yuehan subconsciously. He had vaguely guessed something, and wanted to ask Su Yuehan: Then what is your power from?

But Li Chengfeng did not ask. He picked up Su Yuehan on his back, resisted his desire, turned his head and shouted at the crowd: "Everyone, run, don't let them sacrifice in vain!"

As soon as his voice fell, everyone once again heard the copper ringing of jingle bells in this deep night, like a dead soul that was lingering, shocked everyone's heart, and they wiped their eyes vigorously. Tears, gritted his teeth and turned around, ready to run away again.

Li Chengfeng mobilized the power of Xianyuan and once again wanted to help everyone escape, but Li Chengfeng had just mobilized the power of the immortal, and he was shocked to discover that because the corpse monster meat puppet was crushed, the pieces of meat flying around made them The ground under their feet began to grow black and soft, and there was a stinking odor around them, as if the ground they were stepping on had turned into a dung field.

What's even more frightening is that the flowers and trees controlled by Li Chengfeng also rot quickly. The flowers and plants rot into mud, and the tree and rattan rotted to withering and dry.

They want to escape, but they are as deep as sinking in a muddy swamp, with difficulty pulling their feet and walking.

Before, they ran all the way, even after Li Chengfeng’s throwing and fleeing, they were only caught up with Ximeng again and again. At this time, they were in the mud, if they could escape, it would be a fool. Will believe.

Ouyang Nan gave a sorrowful smile and said: "You can't escape, let's fight with him!"

Li Chengfeng was sweating all over, and he was plunged into complete despair at the moment.

Because of Ximengcai's move, it directly hit Li Chengfeng's greatest weakness and weakness!

As long as we cut off the flowers and trees that Li Chengfeng can control, we will cut off Li Chengfeng's greatest reliance and abolish his most important combat power.

Could it be that Li Chengfeng can only fight the dream of this drama close to hand? Or, is there any other magic weapon in his hand that can defeat Xi Mengcai?

Others are also in despair. Qin Mieqin is undoubtedly the highest cultivation level monk here. He displayed such an astonishing sword, and he has no choice but to get the opera dream talent, only to crush the opera dream. The corpse monster meat puppets, at this time, the dream is still in the shadows, and they are coming back. What should they do?

When everyone was in despair, they saw that in the dark night, the figure of Ximengcai appeared again. He still wore this red robe that mopped the ground, and his huge double sleeves dragged on the ground, tumbling like rolling. In the blood river, he opened his hands, his withered bones were exposed in his sleeves, and the **** ribs were spreading open, as if he opened his arms to Li Chengfeng and everyone else.

Jimeng grinned, and two blood-red eyes were staring in one direction: Su Yuehan's direction.

Xi Mengcai's voice was full of deep resentment and resentment, like a sharp blade scraping on everyone's bones, sharp and painful: "I am the Demon King! Only I! The Demon King!! "

Everyone was taken aback for a while, but they didn't have time to think deeply, because the figure of Ximengcai walked closer and closer to them.

Ouyang Nan took a deep breath. He knew that he should stand up at this moment, but he threw the Han Tianxing he was carrying to the ground and drew out the long sword by himself~IndoMTL.com~Preparing for the bad luck of Zhenyuan At the time, I suddenly felt a strong hot air rushing behind him.

Ouyang Nan’s fighting consciousness for many years made him subconsciously flash aside, and then a burning chain rushed towards Ximeng like a maniac, hitting Ximengcai’s body in an instant, and then like a python Haunted, tying one of his thin arms tightly.

Before everyone reacted, they saw that four more chains were thrown from behind them, like burning fire snakes, tightly entwining Xi Mengcai's neck and other hands and feet.

Jimeng was locked tightly by this chain, but he didn't struggle, he just grinned, looking in front of him, his eyes were still staring at Su Yuehan, as if she was the only target.

At this time, everyone looked back in surprise, but saw five figures in dark red armor riding behind them. When they rushed to thirty or forty meters, these five people stood up on horsebacks, like Shocking generally fell in front of them.

As soon as the five people fell, their feet automatically condensed into frost, and the ground was firm. The first one wore a red helmet and light red armor, and the flaming red cloak was fluttering behind him. He grabbed his hand with one hand. In the burning chain, the other hand pointed at Xi Mengcai, and he sternly reprimanded: "God is the capital, where is the evildoer, dare to go wild!" Read Net