Mo Yu fled away, Qinglong and Baihu fell down while protecting Yang Zhijiu with an unwilling expression on his face. WWw!QuANbEn-XiAoShUo!Com
"Master Yan, let's go!" Qinglong called.
"Yeah!" Yan Chuan nodded.
"Huo Guang, the big formation has been broken, your star will and the control of dragon energy should be getting weaker and weaker!" Yan Chuan asked.
"Yes, after the explosion, it's almost less than one hundred! And it's getting less and less." Huo Guang nodded.
"Well, at the last moment, control as much as you can control, try your best to control the dragon energy and infuse your legion!" Yan Chuan ordered.
"Yes!" Huo Guang responded.
"Boom!"
A large number of dragon gas fragments suddenly rushed to the place of three thousand silver armors.
"Ang!" "Ang!" "Ang!"...……
One by one, the fragments, like small golden dragons, were as many as tens of thousands, and went straight to the place of three thousand silver armors.
"Open your mouth and swallow!" Yan Chuan shouted at Three Thousand Silver Armor.
"Yes!" Three Thousand Silver Armor replied.
"Roar!"
One after another opened their mouths, one after another golden dragons shot, three thousand silver armors opened their mouths and quickly swallowed the golden dragons. All of a sudden, three thousand silver armors burst into golden light.
"Dragon Qi enters the body? Haha!" Jiu Jiansheng's eyes lit up.
When he probed his hand, Jiu Jiansheng took out his own wine gourd, opened the mouth of the gourd, and suddenly drew wildly at the dragon Qi rushing towards him.
Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, Xuanwu, and Yangzhijiu, as if they did not look like these dragons.
"Okay, it's time to go!" Yang Zhijiu felt resentful at this moment.
After working for a long time, Wanmiao Demon Lotus was taken by Mo Yuxi, depressed!
"Boom!"
The battle for Jin Shishi from above has become more intense.
"Let's go!" Yan Chuan nodded.
Qinglong and Baihu opened the way. Escort Yan Chuan and his party quickly moved closer to the three thousand soldiers.
"Lord!" Three thousand soldiers said excitedly.
"Junior Brother Yan Chuan, great!" Jiu Jiansheng said with a smile.
"We are leaving! How about you?" Yan Chuan looked at Jiu Jiansheng.
"Let's go, let's go, although I hate the real Lord Black Feather, but I really can't beat him now, and his forty-nine calamity will be over soon. Besides, I stayed behind and competed with dozens of gods. Shi? That is looking for death. With these dragon spirits, I am already very satisfied, let's go, let's go!" Jiu Jiansheng said with a smile.
"Go!" Yan Chuan nodded.
"Suzaku, Xuanwu, open the way!" Qinglong shouted.
"Good!" the two answered.
"Boom!"
Amidst the shaking of the earth and the billowing smoke and dust, Yan Chuan and his entourage swiftly headed towards the laymen who had broken open.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The strength of the three thousand soldiers was low, but there were a group of strong escorts. Although the journey was dangerous, not many people were injured.
After an hour, everyone was out of the battlefield.
Outside the array, countless mountains and rivers collapsed, obviously affected by the large array.
In the rear, smoke and dust soared into the sky, and streams of light shot out from the array, and the strong were constantly fighting, and the town of Shishi was now a must for all the powers.
"Go to my place and wait for Mr. Wen Ruo! Maybe Miss Mo is still there too!" Yan Chuan said.
"Yes!" Yang Zhijiu's eyes lit up. A glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.
When they came, all the silver armours were cultivated to the fourth and fifth levels of universal strength, but when they left, the lowest was seventh. They even swallowed the dragon energy, and the level of cultivation was bound to rise.
The travel speed was much faster, and on the 5th, everyone returned to the bamboo house.
"Yu Xi?" Yang Zhijiu looked around.
"Master, there are words left by Miss Mo at the door of your master bedroom!" Liu Jin immediately stepped forward.
"Oh?"
Everyone quickly walked to the door of Yan Chuan's master bedroom.
On the door, a piece of paper was pasted. There was a line of beautiful small print on it.
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Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, Xuanwu, I have already returned to the Jokhang Holy Land first, you stay and protect Young Master Yan! Wait for my news!
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"It's the word of a saint!" Qinglong affirmed after taking the paper.
ps: Watching chess has a lot of things these days, and after a few days of free time, it will explode!