It was Yan Beihan's voice.

Xue Changqing stopped dejectedly, looking at the disappearing sword light in the distance, feeling weak all over.

"Grass!"

Xue Yizun was so angry that he chopped a big tree into pieces with a sword!

This wave of strength crushed the Solipsism, but it was still disrupted by the Night Demon!

Feng Yun had not rushed out of the tomb door until now, holding Chen Yin who was recovering from serious injuries in his hand. When he saw this place, he also heard Yan Beihan's voice transmission.

Feng Yun was immediately overjoyed and burst into laughter: "Brothers, it's done outside, there are still treasures inside. Come on, let's rush back and grab the things!"

He knew that only by rushing back to grab things could he truly attract Xue Changqing and Xue Yizun back.

Without these few, the strength of the guardians inside would not be dominant.

Xue Changqing rushed back angrily, with a face as cold as ice: "Feng Yun! Don't go too far as a human being. You only believe in me and have taken enough! Do you really want to fight us to the death now?"

Feng Yun snorted and said, "Why didn't you say this just now?"

Xue Changqing's eyes were like fire: "We recognize what the Night Demon took away. What's inside is ours!"

Feng Yun looked at the time and said: "Just recognize it! Three quarters of an hour, it's almost two quarters of an hour. The snow is evergreen, you have to hurry up."

Waved his hand: "Send signal! I am the Orthodox Church and withdraw from this battle!"

He laughed loudly: "Xue Changqing, the strength of your guardians has increased very quickly this time. I admire you very much. In terms of hard power this time, you have been crushed by your guardians. But it doesn't matter, we

Next time! See you next time!"

He smiled and said to Xue Changqing: "Xue Changqing, I am going to call our people for a meeting. Do you want to attend?"

Xue Changqing said calmly: "Then you have to think carefully about how to get back in strength next time."

Hands over: "Brother Feng, see you next time!"

Taking Xue Yizun back, Xue Yizun took a few steps, stood still, and said to Feng Yun solemnly: "That night demon, warn him not to meet me next time!"

Feng Yun smiled faintly: "Just because he didn't kill you today, do you want to repay him?"

Xue Yizun snorted coldly and walked away.

Watching the two people go away, Feng Yun looked solemnly and said in a low voice: "Let our people withdraw. This wave of high-level guardians is much stronger than us, so we must first stabilize the situation."

As he said this, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The face is like gold paper.

Although the battle inside was short, there were strong enemies all around, and there was no one around to help him. One person faced a group, and Feng Yun was constantly injured.

I tried taking recovery pills but it didn't work.

A mouthful of blood was stuck in my mouth, and I didn't spit it out until now.

A group of other top-notch young men from the Only Self Orthodox Church were also seriously injured.

"This wave of losses is really big."

Feng Yun's face turned pale and he gritted his teeth: "Don't you think it's shameful that you suffer the loss of strength? When did our solipsistic sect be crushed in terms of hard power?"

"Have you people been sleeping in the past twelve years? Do you have the information on Mo Ganyun and Dongyun Yu? Do you know all the qualifications of these two people? In the end, you were all covered up?"

Feng Yun is qualified to say this.

Because his cultivation was already at the third level of the Holy Lord. But except for Emperor Wu, everyone else was scolded with a blank face.

"In this wave, if Night Demon hadn't worked so hard, we, the Self-Orthodox Sect, would have lost all face!"

There was a cold light in Feng Yun's eyes: "Now, gather your own people one by one, and then report the cultivation list, and then get out! Next time in the Tomb of Gods, if I see anyone who is lagging behind when entering the country, I will shoot them to death as soon as possible.

Don’t keep it embarrassing!”

"yes."

Everyone agreed in a low voice and went to gather people.

"Chen Yun!!"

Feng Yun's eyes were cold and he called his brother-in-law, murderous intent surged: "Don't you have anything to say?"

Chen Yun defended: "I didn't have time. If I had taken action at that time, I would have died. And didn't Night Demon rush out? Nothing happened to him."

"Chen Yun, this is a major event for the sect!!"

Feng Yun took a long breath and said calmly: "I am very disappointed in you."

Chen Yun snorted.

Feng Yun continued: "You are so big-hearted, you are not worthy of fighting with me!"

Chen Yun sneered: "Did I argue with you? Did I make you feel threatened?"

With a livid face, he turned around and left.

Feng Yun looked at Chen Yun's back coldly, and finally sighed softly. He murmured: "Trash!"

Chen Xue carefully helped him convey spiritual energy and sorted out his meridians. As if she didn't hear the argument between her brother and her husband at all, she burst into tears and asked in extreme pain, "How are you?"

"It doesn't matter."

Feng Yun sighed and said: "It's just an immediate recovery pill, it won't be of use to me within three days. In this quarter of an hour... I took eight pills!"

Thinking of this, Feng Yun's heart trembled.
Chapter completed!