Chapter 822： Tian Yu Shen Yi (1/2)

”You don't have to go.”

At this moment, a quiet voice came from the mountain wall, as if to say it accidentally.

This makes everyone in the fourth house a stun.

I have turned to the Mizuki and Banling tribe on the edge of the fourth house, and turned around.

The previous man in white stood on the top beam of the palace, looking down.

No one knows how long he has stood, but from the tone of his speech, he clearly understands what is going on.

”Fei Fei!”

Mizuki sends voices through the spirit, and does not need to say more words in anxious mood.

The eyes of the man named Fei Yu fell on Jiang Chen.

The black eyes, like the gemstones, were very bright. They were extremely sharp when they looked at them, and they wiped out what they saw.

”Kneel down, self-defeating, I will let you go, after that you and the Earthlings will be different.” He said.

A serious look seems to be in the contents of a book, and there is no doubt about it.

”I let you go, didn't you hear me?”

Min Jiangchen ignored it and looked at the stopped Mizuki and the half-spirit tribe.

I saw the two people who hoped and pursed their lips, a little uncomfortable.

Min Jiangchen was closer to them, and Fei Yu was still in the palace on the cliff.

So it's very bad to start.

Suddenly, there was a white shadow flying in the air, hovering over the heads of Mizuki and Banlings, spinning down.

This is a cape, white as snow, with fine feathers on it, so people just thought it was some kind of bird and beast flying.

羽毛 The feathers are spotless, thin and fine, but if you look closely, you will feel the sharpness of the feathers that are not lost to the magic weapon.

Feathers are like tens of thousands of sword horns, protecting Mizuki and half-spirit races inside.

”It's Tenba God Clothes!”

”Great!”

Xishuimu and Banling tribe were overjoyed, and then looked at Feiyu brother.

Under the protection of this dress, they are the safest.

”This is a treasure of the Bingling clan, he should be a royal clan.” Yao Yuntong said.

The Mo Ling tribe is also divided into classes, and the royal tribe has a very high existence.

”Bingling tribe?” Jiang Chen was a bit surprised, and she was the same spiritual tribe.

”Look at you by the side, I'll cut him off later.”

Wu Feiyu left this sentence and continued to climb up to the top of the palace soon.

I was still nearly a hundred feet away from him and above the cliff. I couldn't fly and it was difficult to get up.

Min Jiangchen noticed that there were many names on the palace, different in height.

”Is this the genius of the fourth house?”

Wu Jiangchen fixed his eyes and soon saw Ning Haotian.

There are two names under his name a little, both of which have been crossed out, and the marks are left by the tip of the gun.

”That turns out to be ranking.”

Looks very informal, many people's names are crooked, some people even complete half, the whole mountain wall looks without any beauty.

This makes Jiang Chen a bit unbearable. Fortunately, there is still a large blank at the top, otherwise, he would not be willing to leave his name here.

”Climbing on the cliff is the fifth house, but you can't fly. For those below the Great Lord, that height is difficult to go up. Countless people have failed to try. Later, some people suddenly came up with a whistle and left their names to form the trend. ”

Min Jiangchen nodded and said, ”It's not just a barrier to height?”

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, there was an endless stream of water flowing from the cliff, and those who didn't know thought it was a flash flood.

Xi Feiyu took a deep breath and jumped forward to show her ability.

When the stream of water hit down, like a mighty force smashed down, Feiyu bears the brunt, and his body slid against the mountain wall.

He was sure, however, that his fingers fell into the mountain wall without being washed away.

At the moment when the water potential weakened, he exerted his strength again and stomped on the water surface that had not been cut off.

He is like a dart. His stones are his footsteps. When he reached the limit, he held a knife on his finger and quickly wrote his name on the mountain wall.