C390 (1/2)

”I was defeated. The saint of Weiyang palace in the fairyland, the holy hand, turned out to be Yan Shuya, and lost to a confidant of matchless sons!” Someone gazed at Yan Shuya, who was half kneeling on the ground, and then looked at Su Yu, who was walking into the sad sword array. His face was full of admiration.

No matter Su Yu or Yin Shuya, both of them have the posture of being a country and a city. However, many fairyland Tianjiao is still optimistic about the virgin of Weiyang palace. After all, Weiyang palace in the fairyland is a big force of first class. Its unique Tianjiao, even in the fairyland, is also a very top demon. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by Su Yu today.

Yan Shuya sat on the ground with his hair covered and didn't know what he was talking to himself. At the moment, the monk of Weiyang palace suddenly shot out of his body and protected it with a huge Qi machine. Everyone knows that at the moment, the virgin of Weiyang palace has not a trace of war spirit. However, she is still the saint of Weiyang palace. Its own safety must not be lost.

In the sad God sword array, Su Yu takes off the Yan Huang emperor mirror and gives it to Hong Ling. But when she wanted to return the fragments of sanhuangwen together, the youth stopped her. Now, in this bloody day, there are dangers everywhere. If there is such a thing for self-defense, the safety of the girl will be guaranteed.

”Big brother Hongling, I didn't kill Yan Shuya. Would you blame me?” Su Yu looked at Hong Ling with some trepidation and asked.

”No, I didn't kill jianziji Hengfeng of Jianmen that day? We monks of Da Chu are only five of us who have come to this blood day. Therefore, we should try our best not to make enemies unless we have to! ” Hong Ling patted her on the head and said with a smile.

Su Yu grinned and spat out powder tongue. The whole person was a little playful. Hongling hugs her at the moment and looks at the three people of Hongyou. These three guys, able to come to this blood day with their own strength, think that they must have had a great adventure before.

”Third brother, I have found elder sister Hongjin, but I don't know where he went. Do you have any news about him?” At the moment, Hong Ling opened his mouth and asked Hong you. His face was full of worry.

The strength of Tianjiao, who entered the ancient battlefield this time, has far exceeded expectations. Many people's real combat power has reached the level of destiny. And this situation is much more than what they expected only the holy land. As a result, it was almost impossible for the monks sent by the royal family of Chu to make a difference.

But if Hong Yuan, Hong Jin, Liancheng Yu, Zhihuo and Xia Yan did not get a chance encounter, they would hardly have done anything in this ancient battlefield. They may have strong talent to break the nine barriers of the world, but if their own strength can't compete with Tianjiao in the fairyland, I'm afraid these people may fall down.

”Don't worry, I joined Hong Yuan the second month after I entered the ancient battlefield. He is now waiting under the blood mulberry tree. As for where the others are now, I don't know! ” Hong you said slowly, his face was not very good-looking.

He and Sun Jia Mo Yue, two of them, entered the blood day. Not long after, they were wounded by Tianjiao man of the fairyland. This makes him full of frustration, even if he has stepped into the first level of heaven and man holy land, but still feel frustrated.

Hearing this, Hong Ling nodded. He didn't worry about anyone else. Whether it's Qingyao or Xiayan, or even Liancheng jade or Zhihuo, they all have powerful magic weapons to protect themselves. Moreover, they all have the blood of their ancestors. Even if they are seriously injured and dying, as long as they do not die immediately, then they will surely survive.

”Brother Sanhuang, why are so many Tianjiao gathered in this bloody day?” Hongling looked at the friars around him with a dignified look in his eyes. In his perception, there are more than 100 people in Tianjiao. These people have a very strong fighting power.

Here, even the weakest group of people, their real combat power has reached the early stage of fairyland. And the most top group of people, the strength is wandering in the ghost fairyland. But in this bloody day, Hong Ling did not find anything else except this rolling palace complex. What on earth attracts people?

Hong you thought and thought about it. He took out a yellowing hide and handed it to him. On this scroll, some mysterious things are recorded in ancient seal script. Hong Ling couldn't understand it, but when it fell into Su Yu's eyes, the girl's face changed.

”This is the design of the mausoleum of the mythical animal vermilion bird!” Su Yu looked at the animal skin in Hong Ling's hand in surprise, and her tone was shaking.

”Zhuque mausoleum!” Hong Ling was stunned and gave it to Su Yu. Since the girl can understand it, I'll leave it to her. However, what is special about a tomb design?

Su Yu carefully interpreted the words on the design drawing, and his eyebrows were also slightly frowned. For a long time, she finally handed the scroll back to Hong Ling. Her eyes were full of shock. Her appearance, let a few people on one side look at each other, face full of expectation color.