The sky is long and the blood shadows are in the sky.

On the top of the Yunding Mountain, the figure stood there like that.

His body was straight, like a spear standing upright.

His clothes were fluttering, just like a stranger returning home.

The moment he appeared, everyone felt that this world seemed to have become his foil.

The breeze blew up the ends of his forehead.

The scorching sun and sunset dyed his clothes and steps red.

He stood between the sky and river, with deep pupils, looking at the mountain of clouds beneath his feet.

This was once where he lived.

Here, he and his wife have recorded countless beauty and warmth.

This is his home, the destination of his body, and the harbor of his soul.

But now, all peace has been broken, and countless beauty has become the past.

The place where you see is full of desolate wind and mottled blood.

An unspeakable sadness swept through his heart with endless anger.

"Damn Truman, are these things done by you?"

boom!

The angry voice exploded like the thunder in the nine heavens.

Immediately afterwards, with this person as the center, a powerful power radiated towards all directions like a nuclear explosion.

The tsunami was as majestic as the mountains and tsunamis, which made everyone present shocked.

Even the elder Andman, who was as powerful as Truman, was instantly shocked.

"not good!"

"Hide quickly!"

"Hide!"

Anderman had already felt the terrible power contained in this explosion.

His expression changed drastically, and he immediately urged the Truman strongman to find a building to hide.

But no matter how fast they react, how quickly can they pass? How quickly does this sound wave propagate?

Just drink it here!

Almost all the ground of Yunding Mountain was lifted up.

The earth trembled, the rocks burst, the entire Yunding Mountain was like an earthquake, and the spider-web-like cracks scattered in all directions

This is true for the earth, not to mention those people standing on the ground?

The next moment, I heard countless screams, and a large number of Truman powerful men were all vomiting blood and flew out under this power.

Even the title masters like Andeman did not block the power of this drink.

He stepped on the ground and retreated dozens of steps in a row.

Every step of falling down is a huge pit on the ground.

"Damn it!"

"Who is it?"

"Who is it?"

"How could it be so strong?"

Just a drink, you will have such power.

The opponent's strength is probably far above the ordinary title master.

Thinking of this, Anderman was going crazy.

Why, why did they fight down the Yanshan Martial God Temple? How hard is it to fight a small Jiangdong?

Sudden accidents occur one after another.

First there was that bizarre formation, and later the strange scalper, and now another person who is unknown yet appeared?

After the Truman powerful man was flew hundreds of meters away, there are undoubtedly only the Yanxia people left in Yunding Mountain.

As the wind and sand gradually fell.

The thin figure in front of him finally slowly appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Really...really..."

"Is it really Mr. Chu?"

Although I had expected it in my heart, after a few years, after seeing the man's voice and appearance again, Li Er and others were still stunned in place like thunder.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Jiangdong children burst into tears in an instant.

"It's Mr. Chu..."

"It's really Mr. Chu..."

"Mr. Chu knows that Mr. Chu is in the spring. The spirit of Mr. Chu has finally appeared to save us..."

Li Er cried and laughed.

An old face was covered with tears, and he fell to Ye Fan and knelt down.

In the area like Li Er, the children of Jiangdong also knelt down.

"Thank you Mr. Chu for having spirit in heaven..."

"I'm still thinking about our Jiangdong after my death..."

.....

"Mr. Chu has been through the ages!"

For a moment, half of the people in Yunding Mountain all knelt down.

But Ye Yuyan did not kneel.

Tears flashed in her beautiful pupils.

Members of the seriously injured Qinglong team such as Taishan, Gao Dazhuang did not kneel down.

For some reason, there is always a feeling in Ye Yuyan and the others' hearts.

This is not the soul of her brother Xiaofan, nor is it the appearance after death.

Instead, the real Ye Fan is her real brother Xiao Fan.

"Li...Li Er... these idiots..."

The dying Lu Ziming lay there, with a desolate smile on his bloody face.

This is obviously true Ye Fan, the living Mr. Chu.

Anyway, he didn't expect that the group of people in Jiangdong actually thought that the deceased appeared.

The scalper hiding in the distance was also angry and laughed.

"Why..."

"I said you are evil, are you?"

"Ye Fan is not dead yet. What kind of heaven is he still in? How can he show his spirit?"

The scalper cursed at Li Er and the others.

Then he shook his tail and rushed to Ye Fan, and said angrily: "Why don't you wait for them to die before you come?"

"Made, you are so carefree outside, let me fight for you!"

"Look at what kind of handsome face of my old nun is beaten?"

The scalper complained, and when he spoke, he pointed his cow's hooves at his cow's face to show the scars on his face.

Just like a general fighting outside, showing his scars to their monarchs.

Faced with the scalper’s complaints, Ye Fan rarely responded to him this time.

He glanced at the scalper and replied only: "Thank you for your hard work."

Then, Ye Fan walked down from Yunding Mountain.

The first thing he went to was Ye Qingtian’s position.

Ye Qingtian was covered in blood, and almost only had his last breath left.

However, even so, after seeing Ye Fan, he still couldn't hide the shock and surprise on his face.
To be continued...