Chapter 1290

Some sympathetic eyes, mixed with a little strange, all fell on Xia Daotian.

It's a bit too much to let a person in the early spirit state do the peak of heaven.

But since this word is Bai Chen to say, everybody also waits and sees.

After all, many people know about Xiaohuan's acquaintance with Baichen.

"Don't be nervous, Lao Xia. Just do as I say. After all, in terms of the ability of persuading people, we chenyao sword clan, you are the second, but no one dares to be the first!"

Bai Chen patted Xia Daotian's shoulder, but he laughed.

He has a life-saving kindness to Xiaohuan, which is much more generous than Xiaohuan's giving him three drops of the blood of the beast.

Therefore, he predicted that Xiao Huan would not really hurt Lao Xia.

At this time, the space in front of everyone finally appeared a golden gate. The moment Chu junran came out of it, it happened to be opposite to Bai Chen's four eyes.

A road of complex eyes, then all gathered in the body of this proud woman.

"Junran, do you surpass me?" Bai Chen smiles to ask a way.

Hearing the words, Chu Jun's cold and proud little face appeared a touch of pride: "you guess ~"

seeing this, Lin Mengyao's delicate body trembled fiercely, and her amber eyes suddenly appeared a touch of joy, but also a more fiery fighting spirit.

"Oh, that should be it ~"

Bai Chen laughs and gives Chu junran a brief account of the overall plan. Then he looks at her seriously and says, "junran, I must remind you that the enemy we are facing this time is stronger than ever before. If you..."

"I'm not afraid to die. I won't either. Let's go."

Chu junran interrupts Bai Chen's words. Her hands are as white and delicate as Pu Yu's.

A black space crack, instantly torn.

Although her way of tearing space is not as good as Bai Chen's, but she has just used the power of space, and the subtle fluctuation of her spiritual power is easily captured by Bai Chen.

"The three stars are worthy of the introduction of rosefinch."

With a faint smile, Bai Chen follows Chu junran into the space crack.

Others, too, began to prepare one after another.

Tang Qin came from the rear and clenched Lin Mengyao's hand: "Mengyao, because she is very strong, you can always chase her back, and you will become stronger and stronger!"

"Yes, the descendants of emperor suqueda. I'm afraid there are few people who can compare with her in mainland China. I really envy her."

……

The turbulent Xiuyun empire finally ushered in the dawn after chenyao Jianzong launched an all-round attack.

Under the large-scale surprise attack, the royal city guards were defeated, the front city was lost in an instant, and the rear city was frightened and fled without fighting.

The retreat of the Royal garrison announced that the people could take back their houses and gardens. For a time, the name of chenyao sword sect was more famous than the hero guild in the Empire.

The imperial city.

In the hall, only Dongfang Ke'er and his three men were left. As for the civil and military officials, no one came to the court.

The magnificent palace looks a little empty.

"Come on, go outside and have a look."

Dongfang Ke'er's figure flashed and appeared on the eaves of the palace.

Looking at the empty palace, Jing Haiqing clenched her teeth: "these people who are greedy for life and afraid of death should not leave their dogs alive!"

"They are just a group of mortals. They run away." Wearing a green dress, Dongfang Ke'er fiddled with her hair and long eyelashes. Looking at the distance, she turned slightly.

What should come, will come after all!

Boom!

In the east of the imperial capital, there suddenly appeared a fierce wave of spiritual power, which seemed to redden the sky.

The sudden change made Jing Haiqing turn pale: "that scarlet power is Lin Mengyao, the deputy leader of chenyao sword sect? "

"I think so."

Feeling the fluctuation of the spiritual power at the top of the realm of heaven, Dongfang Ke'er's eyes became more and more gloomy.

Half a year ago, she remembered Lin Mengyao, but only five stars in the sea!

Why, Chen Yao sword Zong can rise in such a large space in a short time, Dongfang Ke'er has been very curious.

Is it really related to the "Treasure Book of weeping soul cultivation" collected by Bai Chen before?

Staring at the scarlet East, jinghaiqing clenched her teeth and said: "Lord, let me deal with her!"

"Well ~"

Dongfang Ke'er answered softly. Although he knew that Jing Haiqing could not be Lin Mengyao's opponent, he didn't say much.

Smell speech, Jing Haiqing beautiful eyes with a trace of tears, kowtow to Dongfang Ke'er, and then step on the eaves, attack the East.

Not a moment later, the west of the imperial capital heard another bang.This time, there was no spiritual fluctuation, but the smoke of gunpowder covered the western sky.

"Xiaohuan, go." The light way of Oriental Ke'er.

"Yes..."

Small fantasy complex looked at the sky, a few jumps, disappeared in place.

Today, only Dongfang Ke'er and Xingtian are still in the imperial city.

Dongfang Ke'er holds up her proud radian with her negative hand. Her delicate face is carved with powder and jade. She looks forward to it.

Xingtian also exuded black magic, like a patron saint, standing behind her, motionless.

Facing the wind, he closed his eyes slightly. Dongfang Ke'er smiles and dances in green clothes, which outlines a beautiful Miaoman.

Who would have thought that such a gorgeous woman was the main culprit of the western regions, the God of Wanchao Pavilion!

Although the world is lost and besieged on all sides, Dongfang Ke'er is still calm and has the domineering power of the emperor.

She never lost and never thought she would!

The west is invincible, only the East!

……

In the long wait, the East, West, South and north of the imperial capital have been filled with the smoke of war, but the imperial city is still calm.

"Master, why doesn't the boy in black come yet?" Xing Tian clenched his fist, and his whole body glittered with thunder.

He was eager to avenge that night. It was a great shame for him to see the other party escape in his hands.

Xingtian is impatient, but Dongfang Ke'er is very calm.

Red lips pursed a faint smile, Dongfang Ke'er disdained cold hum: "he will come, and will come soon, we just need...?!"

All of a sudden, a terrible wave of spiritual power came from the sky.

At that time, Dongfang Ke'er and Xingtian both raised their heads and saw that the calm sky was suddenly torn open with a circular opening, that is, a huge fire lotus wrapped with green and black flames, with a unique destructive power, suddenly shrouded the whole world in a suffocating heat wave!