Chapter 487

The huge palmprint is deeply embedded in the ground. A blood colored human figure is particularly conspicuous, and a faint blood mist floats on it.

Looking at this scene, the sound of breathing between heaven and earth seems to stop at this time.

Lu Kui, you were killed by a slap?

The eyebrows are shaking violently. Shen Tu crack and Wu Lang all show their fear. In their eyes, the strong spirit emperor is extremely powerful, but in the hands of song mang Yan, they are as weak as ants!

At this moment, all the onlookers were in a terrible mood. Looking into song mangyan's eyes, they were very afraid.

"Is this the king of spirit?"

Compared with people's shock and fear, Zuo Qingshi and others' faces show a lot of fiery. Among the three great barbarians, there are also the strong ones of Lingwang. I don't know whether they are more familiar than song mangyan.

"I hate people exposing my scars."

Slowly take back the palm, song mang wild goose plain way: "white Xiao, Feng Jue elder's face, may not shake the white family, that my face, whether enough."

Song mang wild goose words fall, all eyes, are Qi brush brush of gather in white Xiao body, want to know his reaction.

Nail deeply into the palm of his hand, white Xiao's face, slightly distorted: "song mangyan, I don't know what you've experienced over the years, but don't think my white family has no power of spirit king!"

"Hiss!"

Hearing this, all the people on the scene took a cold breath. They had just witnessed the power of the king of spirit. Bai Xiao, the supreme power who could destroy the king of spirit with one hand, dared to say this in front of song mangyan?

The pupil of the eye twinkles slightly, and the palm of song mang Yan slowly retracts from Xiao Yang.

"If master Bai Qianli is willing to do it, I will have more trouble, but I will take this little guy anyway today."

"Wow

Song mang Yan's words, shocked by the sound of an uproar, burst out, Bai Qianli, once the top power of the Bai family, is still alive?

Isn't he the palace master who attacked Shaxing palace with Meng Beidou at the same time, and then suffered a heavy injury and had already fallen?

If so, doesn't it mean that the white family is likely to be born again?

"White thousand li."

In the palace, Meng Tianchen looked at a few dots in the sky and whispered softly.

It's no wonder that Meng Beidou repeatedly warned the Bai family not to be provoked after decades of hard work and before he died.

The wind of Lingli was so fierce that the air in the field was extremely cold.

All people's eyes are projected on Bai Xiao. Will Bai Qianli really show up?

The tense atmosphere lasted about half an hour.

"Let him go."

All of a sudden, an old sigh sounded in the confession of his ancestral home. In his voice, he couldn't hear the slightest emotion: "that boy is just a useless man. Even if he doesn't kill him, he can't live today."

Clenching his fist tightly, Bai Xiao cuts song mang Yan in Feng Jue's hand fiercely. Immediately, under the gaze of the sky, he turns around angrily, and Bai Zhen's Lei Yanluo is also gradually shrinking, and finally hiding in the mountains.

Bai family, under the intervention of song mang Yan, the king of spirit, finally gave up!

"Thank you, master Bai."

Facing the direction of Bai's ancestral land, song mang Yan quietly arched his hand, and immediately turned his body. In the palm of his hand, soft spiritual power poured into Xiao Yang's body.

"How's it going?" Feng Jue asked nervously.

After a moment's silence, song mang Yan's eyes flashed a touch of regret and gently shook his head.

"I'm late. If it's just four mingquanguo, I can still force them out with spirit power. However, now, the evil spirit of mingquanguo even blocks his spirit door. Moreover, the unknown crystal core in the middle is completely black. Let alone me, even if the stronger one comes, he can barely keep his life." Song mang sighed.

After hearing this, everyone understood that even if Xiao Yang was lucky enough to survive, he could only be a useless person!

"You deserve it!" Shentu crack and Wu Lang and others are filled with schadenfreude. What about the five source spirit Master? What about his outstanding talent? Are they still abandoned?

As long as he can join one of the three groups, Xiao Yang can only look up to them like humble mole ants in his life!

"He's no longer my match." Shen Tu crack light said a, immediately in the side elder's carry, quickly return to tiger demon mountain.

After him, but to join the three major people, and the mainland's battle, and Xiao Yang, life can only stay in the tiny snow moon.

"When we meet again, I want you to kneel and tremble under my feet." Wu Lang also sneered, at the foot of the blood cry eagle wings, swept to the distance.

"Alas

Looking at Xiao Yang, who was black all over, many people sighed. It's a pity that he disappeared from the public just after he came to the fore."Go."

At last, I took a look at Bai Jiazu's land. The snow-white feathers rolled like a storm around Song mangyan. When they dispersed again, their bodies completely disappeared in the sky.

Looking at the empty space, countless people look at each other. What happens here will surely spread all over the snow moon as quickly as possible.

Just because a young man, Fengxue City, unexpectedly appeared two spirit kings. I'm afraid that even several empires around will be shocked by the news.

However, the protagonist of this incident obviously ended in tragedy.

All the people are gradually disappearing.

Youguang Empire, Qianji Pavilion.

"Sure enough, as you can calculate, this boy really made a big scene in the snowstorm city." Baishuize looks at Xiao Yang on the bed with his eyes closed. In his voice, he has a little emotion.

"Then you didn't do it?" Fang Shijie's laughter, like the night owl's neighing, is particularly harsh.

"Even one of my predecessors didn't intervene. Why should I do so much?" Baishuize shook his head and looked at the song mang wild goose beside him: "that bead has not fallen."

Slightly shook his head, song mang wild goose palm spread out, deep Star Dragon ball, already dim.

Standing behind a few people, Feng Jue's face was a little unnatural. In the room, there were two strong spirits, and baishuize in white clothes. He didn't even have the strength to peep.

"Really?" Baishuize held the star dragon ball and hesitated slightly.

"It has to be done."

Fang Shijie said in a slow voice: "mingquanguo was born in Mingquan. If the spirit beast took one, it was basically abandoned. Moreover, the boy refined fourteen at the same time. If he didn't take this method, he would really be abandoned from now on."

When Bai shuize heard the words, he looked at Xiao Yang's empty stone for a long time and finally gave a bitter smile.

"It seems that a certain senior also agreed."

With that, baishuize's spirit power surged in his hand, spinning the star dragon ball which was about to float, and directly patted into Xiao Yang's body.

"I hope we can make it."