A figure flashed.

Xue Changqing's face was calm, her white clothes were as white as snow, and she took big steps.

He shouted in a deep voice: "Line and return to his hometown! The heroic souls go first!"

Follow the order.

The snow fluttered in white clothes, with a solemn face, holding a white porcelain altar in her hand, and stepped out.

Kneel down on both knees and raise the porcelain altar with both hands.

In the air, the guardian flag suddenly unfolded straight in the wind.

The wind is so loud that it sounds like killing.

Dongfang Sansan sighed loudly and said in a deep voice: "Guard the heroic soul and return to his hometown; this life is gone, and we will fight again in the next life!"

The wind whimpered and blew intermittently.

The flag was flying, and it seemed to add a little blood to the sun.

"Line! Return!"

Xue Changqing shouted for a long time.

Crane steps sounded.

Teams of guardian geniuses are constantly coming out.

Dongfang Sansan was sitting on the high platform, leaning forward anxiously, his eyes burning, and he was counting the number of people walking out.

The guardians entered 200,000 people in this wave. Dongfang Sansan was not sure how many people could emerge today.

After all, the first battle in the three worlds was that compared with the knowledge of the Orthodox Church, the Guardian had too great a disadvantage. His heart was actually pounding. But his face was still calm and confident.

One thousand, five thousand, twenty thousand.

Dongfang Sansan's deep eyes were staring at the sea.

His voice was still motionless, but a trace of anxiety and desire appeared in his eyes.

Don't stop!

Keep coming out!

Don't stop.

Fifty thousand, eighty thousand, one hundred thousand—·

Tens of thousands of people came out, Dongfang Sansan's eyes relaxed a little, and the worries in his eyes turned into hope, expectation, and the urgency to be greedy for the sake of the river.

150,000.

Dongfang Sansan's eyes shone brightly.

Sixteen, seventeen-five thousand!

Dongfang Sansan suddenly relaxed, and his face was filled with a calm and elegant smile again.

180,998 people.

Xue Fuxiao and others, who had been nervous, finally showed an uncontrollable smile on their faces at the same time!

Entering 200,000, more than 180,000! Reducing less than 10% of the staff is obviously a brilliant victory!

"Okay! Great!"

Xue Fu Xiao smiled and couldn't help but smile.

A happy smile appeared on Rui Qianshan's cold face: "A lot, many, I'm content."

Dongfang Sansan sighed softly, "There are still 19,000 two men who were buried in a foreign land and have not come back."

"Sansan, you're a little greedy."

Xue Fuxiao sighed, "Although we all hope that many of us will return safely, how could this kind of war in another world be without sacrifice?"

How could Dongfang Sansan not know that he was greedy? But from his heart, he really hoped that everyone would return safely.

Before leaving, the tears of countless women around him were still flowing in front of his eyes.

Each of these people who have passed away is the heart of their mothers and the god of their wife!

If he could survive, who would be willing to turn into that ray of heroic soul?

Even if it is a monument, what?

After all, it cannot offset the mother's heartbreak, the wife's lifelong suffering, and the children's lack from childhood.

Everyone, line up!

Xue Changqing strode forward, kneel down on one knee, and his voice is sonorous: "Unworthy descendant Xue Changqing, come and report! This battle against the three worlds, set off for 200,000 people to return, 180,999

Eighteen people!”

"This battle is behind me, the only Orthodox Church, Xue Changqing comes to take the blame!"

"Get up."

Dongfang Sansan said gently, "The first time I entered, I have been inside countless times. It is enough to achieve such a success."

Then he said, "Everyone arranged to rest in the main hall. Come with me, the leader."

Xue Changqing named, "Don't dare to clouds, Dongyunyu, a snow, the snow is slow, the rainy day, the windy sky, the rainy sun, the windy ground, the snow fluttering, you nine, follow me in."

This list comes out.

Dongfang Sansan and Xue Fuxiao were both stunned for a moment.

Because the members of the family of wind, rain and snow were not in front.

In front of them were Mo Ganyun and Dongyunyu.

At this time, when the first and second names are placed, no one does not understand what it means.

This is the number one master and the second master!

But everyone's faces remained silent.

Then others came to lead other geniuses to the main hall.

Dongfang Sansan said gently: "Don't disperse for the time being, don't leave."

Then he took Xue Changqing and others into the inner hall.

Only Xue Fu Xiao, Yutian Banner, Rui Qianshan, and Dongfang three and four people entered.

"how?"

Rui Qianshan asked in a hurry.

"This time, the three-month period is, but it is one hundred years in it."

Xue Changqing's first words made Dongfang Sansan and others suddenly widen their eyes.

One hundred years?

How could it be a hundred years? The information obtained from the Orthodox Church in the past is not like this.

"The only people who entered at the same time are 300,000 orthodox religions, 150,000 god religions, 200,000 guardians, 150,000 spirit snake religions, and the descendant of the divine phoenix is ​​one."

Xue Changqing will tell all the experiences after entering, and in detail.

"".————In the end, nine of us broke through the barriers of the starry sky and took that step. And Mo Ganyun and Dongyunyu went further."

The nine people Xue Changqing said were nine people except Xue Piaopiao. Xue Piaopiao was responsible for collecting corpses and escorting the heroic spirit home. Although his own potential was huge, he was only at the ninth grade of the Holy Lord.

The peak did not take that half step.

Yutianqi, Xue Fuxiao, and Rui Qianshan were all glittering at the same time, looking at Dong Yunyu and others.

All three of them took that half a step!

"In the end we get spiritual medicine, spiritual plants, spiritual stones, treasure books——"

Xue Changqing looked like a family, lowered her head and said ashamedly: "But most of them, including the last Eternal Night Emperor's Supreme Honor, we have not obtained it. We are the only one who can do it!"

"Eternal Night Emperor? What is that?"

Xue Fuxiao frowned.

This is also a completely unfamiliar noun that was not found in the past, only my orthodox information.

"Yes--" Xue Changqing explained it, and at the same time explained the other treasures.

When Xue Fuxiao heard that the things obtained by the Orthodox Church were far higher than that, she was about to get angry: "Xue Changqing! What are you doing?"

Xue Changqing knelt on the ground and dared not speak.

Dongfang Sansan glanced at Xue Fuxiao: How can he scold the child at this time?

He smiled and said, "Only I can do it? It's expected. So who is the Emperor of Eternal Night? Feng Yun?"

When talking about the word Feng Yun, a cold light flashed in Dongfang Sansan's eyes.
To be continued...