Chapter 2844 (2/2)

”Husband ~”

looking at the people around him, his face was sad and he said, ”there is no general who always wins in this world. Even if he is defeated, what happens?”

”My husband My husband

Let alone Li Mengyang's ignorance, song Xiaodi and others are surprised to see her chin drop. Is this woman named Qingqing actually her own teacher?

Real thunder woke up and was about to speak again.

Qingqing said, ”if my husband thinks that he has to fight to the end, I will accompany you. But these disciples are obviously weak. Why can't they find another way?”

”This one?”

Thunderbolt's eyes swept, and naturally saw the situation of the civil war in each space. He hesitated for a moment and asked, ”what can I do?”

Thunder is no match for Xiao Hua. He is just a brave man. When he is hit head on, he really doesn't know what to do!

What's more, Wen Jia's defense against bimutian is aimed at Tianzun's house and the Taoist temple. How can thunder bring people to attack? How can it succeed?

”The first is to attack the enemy, the second is to attack the enemy, and the second is to attack the enemy.”

Qingqing, with a smile, pointed to the fairy boat in the distance and said softly, ”there are ready-made pieces here. Why don't you use them?”

With that, Qingqing looked at Li Mengyang and waved to her: ”Mengyang, come here!”

”Yes ~”

Li Mengyang didn't know why Qingqing knew her name, so he flew over.

After a few words from Qingqing's ear, Li Mengyang's face brightened and nodded: ”yes, madam, I know!”

Later, Li Mengyang signals to song Xiaodi that they fly to the immortal boat and order it to fly straight up into the sky.

From the appearance of Qingqing to the flying of Dexian boat, the huge fragments of the Archean fairyland have increased by an unknown amount, and the speed of their fall has also begun to accelerate.

At this time, the surrounding space has been shrouded by the debris of the Archean fairyland, the unparalleled power of space suppression, and the space storm has taken shape.

At this time, the immortal boat would be like hitting a stone with an egg.

However, Li Mengyang did not have any fear. She raised her hand and patted on the immortal boat, ”hum”. A light column would rush out. Inside the light column, Wen Qing stood on it indignantly. He looked at the broken sky of Xiaguang and cried out: ”Wen Quan, I'm Wen Qing, a disciple of Wen family in Tianting. I risked my life to return from Tianting to bimutian. I just want to ask you what I have done What's wrong? You just want to kill tens of thousands of Wen's disciples? ””Old thief Wen Quan, if we are wrong, we will obey the order of our master. After all, we are Wen's disciples. But you should not collude with qunyu building and Ji's family. Give them the list of our Wen's disciples and let them kill our Wen's disciples!”

”130000 Wen family disciples, how much contribution they made to Wen family! They didn't stay in bimutian. They went to heaven knowing that they were Wen's disciples. They should have lived and died for Wen's family. But they didn't expect that they didn't die in the enemy's hands. They died in your hands. If you collude with the enemy and eat so much, what qualifications do you have to be Wen's master? ”

……

Later, Wen Qing tearfully talked about the tragic killing of Wen family's disciples, and even more about Wen Quan's activities in order to seek the master of his family.

”Boom ~”

Wen Qingzheng said that the fragments of the Archean fairyland finally fell down. The fairyland boat didn't hit the debris body at all, and it had been torn apart by the force of the surrounding space.

”Go ~”

as soon as the time came, Li Mengyang called out to song Xiaodi. With Wen Qing and his boat riding disciples, they rushed away from the debris of the ancient fairyland.

However, just as they were about to leave, ”whoosh” came out of the fragments of the ancient fairyland.

Li Mengyang's eyes gave birth to a touch of horror. She quickly raised her hand and grabbed it. As expected, there was a ink fairy pupil in the streamer.

”God, God ~”

Li Mengyang carefully closed Mo Xiantong, and she screamed in her heart, ”this nun is so God, how does she know that when the immortal boat is smashed, someone will send a message to Wen Qing?”