Chapter 2015

"Su Yi, don't spit blood!" The flame's expression suddenly twitched, and his eyes flashed flames.

"Hahahaha!"

The elder of the holy fire suddenly laughed wildly, looked around at the people behind him, and immediately pointed to Su Yi and said, "people must not be deceived by this little liar. The big Saint son has been wrecked by this boy. Now he will push everything on the big Saint son. Su Yi, the old man, wants to ask you, where does the Holy Spirit come from!"

Looking at Su Yi, everyone, including Duanmu xiongtu, was puzzled. Just now, Su Yi used the spirit of the holy king, and it was the pure and rigid spirit of the holy king. Compared with these holy mountain elders, I don't know how many times it was pure!

"Su Yi, say! Where does the spirit of the holy King come from!"

Duanmu xiongtu and a group of people all set their eyes on Su Yi. What Su Yi had just used was clearly the spirit of the holy king. It was doubtful that a person outside the holy mountain could withstand the baptism of the holy king. Now there is the spirit of the holy king, which is really daydreaming.

"Hum, it can't be from the holy master!" The elder of the holy fire's eyes were full of waves, and a cold killing intention fluctuated, and the corners of his mouth flashed up.

"Holy master! Yes! Holy master is also in the array!"

"Holy master, where is our holy master? Why is there only xuehonglou and Liu Ruoxi coming out?"

"Is it really Su Yi who made ghosts from it? Does he still have the spirit of a holy king?"

Within the mountains and peaks, millions of holy mountain disciples suddenly woke up, their eyes became more and more shocked and turned into fear, and all their eyes fell on Su Yi again.

Su Yi slowly raised his head, without any fluctuations in his eyes, but with a cold chill and prestige, he gently shook his head.

"Holy fire, you are adding firewood to hatred! Holy mountain don't want to have a peaceful day today!"

Duanmu xiongtu looked at the closed vortex outlet, and a breath of fear suddenly spread out, whispering.

"Su Yi, where is the holy master? You have to tell me where the holy master has gone?"

The voice fell, Duanmu xiongtu leaned forward, his face trembled, and he was extremely eager for Su Yi to say the answer in his heart!

"The holy master and Yuchi Changfeng died together. Yuchi Changfeng aroused the Qi of the congenital holy king and was stopped by the holy master. The holy master was behind our temple and had been poisoned!"

The words fell, and the sounds of surprise suddenly burst like a pot, and everyone was immediately terrified, as if they had heard the most terrible news.

"No! Holy master! How can you go!"

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"Holy master! What will the holy mountain be like in the future!"

The crying, deep and roaring cry instantly filled the continuous mountains, and no one could understand the great blow to the holy master caused by the death of the holy master, and the sad breath filled the sky.

Everyone on the holy mountain was depressed, and the smell of doomsday destruction haunted their hearts, and everyone felt unspeakable pain.

"Holy master, no! Holy master!" Duanmu xiongtu spat blood. Hearing the news, his old body staggered backward, and he was even more sad.

"Shi Ning, why bother you! Hey!" Above the void, Duanmu Xiaoman also couldn't contain his feelings, and the ripples in his eyes flashed with pain.

"Hahahaha!"

The holy flame was fierce again, and its shadowy eyes stared at Su Yi like a solitary eagle, shouting.

"Su Yi, what are you still arguing about? The holy master and the great holy son were buried in the battle. Do you still want to blame them! The holy mountain is incompatible with you. Today I'm going to crush you!"

The words fell, and the holy fire's eyes fluctuated, and a terrible breath sat in the air again. Behind him, all the elders, including the elders of the five saints and the one sect, were sad. The air of the holy King wrapped in the palm of his hand was domineering and majestic, and there was a sense of death condensed on it.

The sky shook, and the energy of destruction instantly set off a monstrous momentum. Duanmu Xiaoman shouted in a low voice, "man of the holy mountain, when there is no one in my heavenly palace!"

"When my sword gate is empty!"

In an instant, in everyone's eyes, hundreds of figures rushed behind Su Yi like big birds, Yu Tiangong, Shenjian gate, and people of the aristocratic family. Every face was fearless and his eyes were indifferent.

The breath was overwhelming, and the violent soul energy immediately covered the death intention of the elders, and the blue pupil light flashed, and stepped forward.

"Holy flame, are you so anxious to stir up trouble and kill Su Yi's mouth?" LAN Lianlian looked at the flame and said coldly.

"Blue fairy, what does this mean? My holy mountain is not afraid of a little bastard!" The holy fire smiled dryly. Facing LAN Lianlian, he felt a kind of pressure of the emperor's presence in his heart, and his eyes immediately trembled, a little trembling.

"In the big formation, you are in a hurry to kill people without knowing what the situation is. This motive is a little suspicious!"

The sacred fire looked at Su Yi, and his hatred was still overwhelming, and his coldness was diffuse. He said, "the holy mountain Dabi is in chaos today because of this bastard. The great saint son and the Holy Lord have been killed one after another. This is the holy mountain great war! The unprecedented great war, I think the fairy and the sword League masters should not care!"

"In addition, if the goddess wants to take care of it, the holy mountain will still accompany her. This is the holy mountain, not the heavenly palace. If anyone dares to interfere in the affairs of the holy mountain, the holy mountain is not afraid!"

As the words fell, millions of disciples walked out of the verdant and steep mountains, and the shadow on the top of the mountain suddenly filled the Shengwu hall.

Led by the holy fire, his face was cold and his eyes were very murderous!

In the middle of the sky, a dark large area covered the sky and the sun, and the killing intention was like a rolling wave, covering the whole Shengwu hall in an instant!

The rolling golden killing intention blots out the sky and spreads, and the auspicious clouds of the whole holy mountain dissipate, killing the sky!

The flame stood in the front, with a sneer on her face, as if she was ready. If yu tianshennv wanted to help, she would destroy the rhythm together!

"You old man of grandma, are you looking for a fight!" Duanmu Qingtian's long sleeve shook, and the inner part of the sleeve robe was killing.

The breath of terror in the air was endless. Su Yi winked at Duanmu Xiaoman and said in a deep voice, "take master Qingtian back, don't expose it. I can solve the things here by myself!"

Hearing the speech, Duanmu Xiaoman looked back at Su Yi under the golden light, and the moon eyebrows bent slightly.

The two men looked at each other, but Su Yi was extremely firm, and then Duanmu Xiaoman's cold voice faintly fell: "OK, pay attention to yourself."

After that, Duanmu Xiaoman's ice diamond eyes floated out, arrogant and cold, and he said, "people who control the heavenly palace, all step back!"

"This..." the elders of the princes in longpo mountain are a little confused. Isn't Yu Tiangong coming to support Su Yi? How can he retreat at this juncture.

"The situation is complicated. It's really difficult for Yu Tiangong to participate in the holy mountain. Su Yi is letting Yu Tiangong stay out of the matter. Let's believe him!" Gu Yue stroked his beard and his eyes rolled rapidly.