Chapter: 4457

Ye Longyuan sneered: "There is no point in fighting, you see."

"Then what are you doing here?" Su Beimu frowned.

"I owe money to Zhang Hanyang, of course I want to see him." Ye Longyuan replied lightly.

"It's the first time I've seen that the attitude of being in debt is so high." Su Beimu sneered, not wanting to say anything, and took the fifty people behind him, and flew over faster.

"Junior Brother Ye."

Yan Chen's expression straightened: "It's beyond my expectation that you can get along like a fish in water in the Kunlun Immortal World with your personality. Why can't you keep a low profile?"

"Am I not low-key enough?" Ye Longyuan asked back.

As a result, Yan Chen's face darkened, he didn't bother to say anything, and continued to fly with his head down.

Ten minutes later, when they arrived at the address of Wind Snow Palace.

"I... rely on?"

Seeing the Snowstorm Palace in ruins, these latecomers turned pale with shock.

Looking at the area around the Wind and Snow Palace, thousands of people have gathered so far, and there are still people flying westward one after another.

"What happened here?"

"The news is all true!"

"It can make Fengxue Palace like this, oh my god, there is a Yuanying Patriarch in Fengxue Palace!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. Such a powerful Fengxue Palace had been reduced to the point of destroying the sect? Was it really Zhang Mu who did it? He destroyed the Qingyan Sect first, and then the Third Prince's Hall. Finally came to Wind and Snow Palace, is it unstoppable?"

"Look over there, they're heading west, and we might catch up."

Everyone present went west one after another, wanting to see this battle with their own eyes.

At this time, Youhuo was also behind the crowd, looking at the scene here, his mood was a little... ups and downs.

"I thought that Yougu was destroyed, but who would have thought that it was safe and sound, but the Qingyan Sect was destroyed. Zhang Mu, what did you do? Zhang Hanyang is your descendant. He really wants to turn the sky of Kunlun upside down?"

Whoosh!

The figure flew westward quickly.

Hurry over now, maybe you can still see the end of the war.

It is not so much an epilogue as it is a fierce battle.

Five thousand miles away to the west of Fengxue Palace, the fluctuation of the battle intensified.

After the shock at the beginning, then to the pent-up anger, then to the shock, finally turned into numbness.

Including Shi Fenghou, everyone followed the battlefield subconsciously. No one spoke, and silently looked at the scene in front of them.

"It's not over yet?"

Nan Qinghai's face was ashen, and his injuries were three points worse. Even after taking very high-end pills, the energy in his body was being consumed rapidly, and he couldn't get out of it.

Zong Patriarch's hair was scorched in a large area, his breath was messy, and he said cursingly: