Chapter 1492

The ever-changing cloud suddenly turned into a colorful hand and flew out like a dragon. The people of Nanling town knelt down to the ground.

Most of the people here are simple fishermen. Where they have seen such a scene, they think it's a fight between gods.

And just as Bai Chen said before, God is also a human being, just because he has done what ordinary people can't do, he has become a God.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the white unicorn and the lotus in the sky today are gods!

"Bai Qilin, be careful!"

Seeing the huge colorful cloud palm falling from the sky, Wang Xiaoyu immediately exclaimed.

But how can Bai Qilin avoid his pride.

Looking directly at the huge hand, Bai Qilin suddenly raised his sword and clenched it with both hands. At this moment, the space around him obviously exuded the spiritual power of water.

Like a surge, the spiritual power waves spread rapidly in the sky. At this moment, people were shocked.

"The strong star? That's not right. His spiritual power hasn't reached that level yet! " The old man with white beard was shocked.

Although he didn't arrive, he was infinitely close, and this kind of close, just like Bai Qilin has been qualified to be promoted to the star realm at any time, makes those people of the lotus of moon shadow tremble with fear.

"Wuxianglei, the shield of white shadow!"

As Bai Qilin suddenly erect his sword in front of him, the white thunder suddenly turns into a white thunder wall.

And the cloud hand in the sky that day, in Wang Xiaoyu's startled eyes, finally hit the white thunder wall.

At this moment, the roar of thunder, suddenly from the sky, the whole earth shaking violently, the sea outside the beach, suddenly rolled up a hundred meters high waves, the inn is also in this unprecedented huge energy against the boom, the roar of violent shaking, and in a room, the bed shaking more violent, loud noise from outside the doors and windows, such as thunder, tangqin finally can't help He covered his face and cried out.

The two forces formed two different energy walls in the mid air. They did not give in to each other, as if they were going to collapse the sky.

Bai Qilin is obviously out of strength now. He spends a lot of spiritual power just in a moment.

"If it goes on like this, Bai Qilin will lose!"

At the thought that Bai Qilin might fall here, Wang Xiaoyu was in a hurry.

She is telling herself that Bai Qilin is just a member of tianwu League, and she is shouldering the mission of blood cloud view.

Mission is more important than Mount Tai!

More important than Mount Tai

Her eyes, gradually moist.

Growing up so big, no one has ever wronged her, no one has ever dared to contradict her, let alone bully her.

Even Li yinyao, a childhood sweetheart, was obedient to her.

However, it is this cold man like an iceberg who breaks into her world and makes her feel what it's like to be bullied.

She should be happy to see Bai Qilin die under her opponent's nine person spirit formation, shouldn't she?

However, why the heart so painful, so reluctant

Wang Xiaoyu bit his red lip and suddenly flashed to the old man with white beard.

"What

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoyu rushed to kill himself. The old man with white beard obviously didn't expect such a situation, and his face almost sank to his chin on the spot.

"Wang Xiaoyu, pay attention to your position!"

At the critical moment of the battle with Bai Qilin, the old man with white beard immediately gave a big drink.

Wang Xiaoyu, however, came directly to him under his angry eyes, and then stabbed him fiercely in the air with his sword.

"I pay attention to your ancestors! Bai Qilin is my husband --! "

Puff and sniff -

a sword pierces the heart.

Dripping blood, confessing that the old man's trembling mouth overflowed, his eyes suddenly convex, full of anger and unwilling, finally a howl.

The old man with white beard fell rapidly from the sky, and his defeat made the formation collapse in an instant.

At this moment, another man of the lotus of moon shadow threw out a dart and hit Wang Xiaoyu on the shoulder.

"Ah -"

suddenly attacked, Wang Xiaoyu immediately howled and fell to the ground.

"Wang Xiaoyu!"

Seeing this scene, Bai Qilin is furious. His spiritual power surges into the sky in a flash, which makes the gradually dissipated colored clouds in the sky cover with a dark cloud.

The appearance of the cloud makes the sky appear again a more powerful energy storm, rolling thunder, rampant from the cloud.

"What! That boy is going to break through! "

See, a person of the lotus of the moon shadow, immediately change color.They all looked at each other solemnly, then made a quick decision and ran around.

In the blink of an eye, they had already escaped without a trace.

At this time, the sky suddenly became as bright as day. A strong thunder tore up the thick clouds and attacked the white unicorn.

Looking at this powerful thunder robbery, Bai Qilin's silver hair dances with the wind. He suddenly opens his arms and gives up to resist.

Zizi -

the fierce thunder robbery suddenly hit Bai Qilin, and the amazing electricity did not tear his body, but was absorbed by him quickly.

The spirit of thunder is not afraid of thunder. This is his advantage!

"Light rain!"

Seeing that Wang Xiaoyu was about to fall to the ground, Bai Qilin was in a hurry. His body shot out in an instant, and appeared on the ground like a space displacement.

He hugged Wang Xiaoyu tightly and looked at the purple lips of the latter. His cold eyes finally showed a touch of despairing tenderness: "it's poison...!"

At this time, I do not know how many times the shaking of Tang Qin, finally in the white Chen a low roar, suddenly relieved.

……

When the war came to an end, the people of Tianxu League were defeated and fled, and Wang Xiaoyu was in danger now.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoyu's breath was getting weaker and weaker, Bai Qilin's eyes were extremely moist: "Xiaoyu, don't die!"

"I..." Wang Xiaoyu raised his eyes and watched the iceberg face melt. He couldn't help crying with joy: "after all, I I'm still in love with you. "

Voice down, Wang Xiaoyu, finally stopped breathing.

The cold wind blows up Bai Qilin's silver hair. He stares at Wang Xiaoyu's cold face and the last drop of tears from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly roars: "no