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The old man strode out, and his figure immediately attracted the attention of the people, as well as the attention of three people with strong environment. After seeing the visitor clearly, their faces changed slightly.

The prince of Xia three hundred years ago, he is still alive.

The man holding the bell, with a solemn face, asked, "the prince of Xia, do you also want to protect the demons?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, his eyes were deep, and his intention of killing was looming in his body. He was warning the old man.

The old man raised his head and swept through three people. His words were indifferent: "let the young people solve the problems of young people."

The man holding the blue bow is indifferent and speechless. He opens his bow with both hands and looks at the middle-aged man intentionally or unintentionally. At his command, he will release the bow string.

The old man said again: "this is the place where my summer dragon Dynasty is."

A simple sentence made the middle-aged man silent.

Three hundred years ago, the prince of Xia was a character himself. In his youth, there were many legendary stories.

Now, three hundred years ago, although he did not become a king, he expected that his strength would not be worse. In addition, this is the place of the Dragon Dynasty in the great Xia Dynasty.

The last sentence is the point.

Weicheng belongs to the frontier. In other words, in this ancient city residence, there are the most terrible weapons of the Dragon Dynasty in the Xia Dynasty, as well as the powerful details. If the old man is reckless, they can't stop it.

In addition, there is a scholar in, Shangguan can't do it at will.

The middle-aged man squinted at the old man.

The man holding the big clock also put it away. The one holding the blue bow turned silently and no longer paid attention to it.

Qin Meng has been severely damaged. Fang Xuexue is still in the dark. Li Yi is the only one left. If the son can't kill him, then you don't have to go back to the holy land. Find a place to end it!

Pen! Pen!

Low footstep sound, accompanied by the shaking of the ground, gradually, a three meter tall golden beast emerged in people's sight.

Oops!

The White Jade Snow horse galloped towards the white feather.

However, no one paid attention to the white horse. All the people's eyes fell on the shoulders of the golden beast. There, there was a young figure with white hair. His face was thin, resolute and mature. His eyes were empty and lacked a spirit.

If you don't look at it carefully, you think it's an old man.

In the end, the golden beast stopped, and her simple and honest face was full of smiles. It seems that for it, carrying Li Yi is the greatest pleasure.

Li Yi got up and stood on the shoulder of the beast, and swept the whole scene indifferently.

Has the killing begun?

His sight swept over Qin Meng, who was nailed to the wall, and naturally noticed Fang Xuexue. He felt the fluctuation of the residual breath in the scene, and his heart sank.

Then he looked at the sky, his empty eyes became more and more profound, and his face became cold: "Shangguan is still."

No matter in the ancient times or in the present age, there has never been a Taifu practitioner calling the name of the God King. This is a great disrespect, but also a kind of provocation.

People are very suffocating, subconsciously pinch the palm of the hand.

No one knows what kind of cards Li Yi has brought. He even calls out the name of God King.

In the distance, long Wan'er is also worried.

Although it is said that there is a Book Saint, Shangguan will not fight, but if you really annoy the God King and kill you at all costs, even if you have a big card, you can't stop it!

After a dozen breaths, Li Yi regained some sense and calmed down. He looked at the current situation carefully.

Why is Qin Meng here?

How did the two sides fight?

Well

All of a sudden, he noticed the son and Xia Xiaoxiao, whose eyes were red. Then he thought of Qin Meng, who had been badly hurt. Suddenly, he was filled with anger.

"Young man, it's not the saint son who has severely damaged your elder martial brother, but the three strong people in the world of heaven. Now there are book masters here. The Shangguan can't do anything, and the three strong people can't do it either. The rest is up to you."

The voice came into Li Yi's heart, which was the transmission of divine sense. He subconsciously swept the scene. Finally, his eyes were fixed on an old man, and his expression was inexplicable.

The old man nodded to him and said, "not all crows in the world are black."

Li Yi's heart was shocked. A warm current flowed out of his heart. He clenched his hands and opened his mouth: "I came to sing the fragrance of flowers in the ancient city, but no one understood me. I was in the world of mortals, but all living beings wanted to kill."

Hum!

The sword idea spread from his body, like a child's cheering sound, which seemed very pleasant and not deep.

Li Yi jumped off the shoulder of the golden beast and said, "what is the devil? Have you ever seen a devil? "

No one answered. Everyone looked at him.

Li Yi seemed rather than laughing: "devil, is it really terrible?" He swept around, his indifferent expression showing some sadness, and immediately shook his head and strode forward.Pen!

The son of the saint hands, palm like a mountain, directly buckle down, the power of the stars rapidly boiling, which is very strong to kill.

Li Yi slightly raised his head, but before he could react, his huge palm pressed directly on his body. Suddenly, the square inch of the ground broke, and his body also penetrated into the ground like a sword.

When the palm of his hand dissipated, the son stepped out step by step with a cold face and sharp eyes, staring at Li Yi: "even your senior brother is not hostile to me. What are you?"

Li Yi climbed out of the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The son snorted coldly, revealing a sarcastic meaning. At the next moment, he raised his foot to the ground, and the broken blue arrow turned into a beam of light and shot at Qin Meng.

Pooh!

The arrow directly penetrated Qin Meng's body, and ancient blood gushed out.

The son looked at Li Yi, his eyes were very proud, cold, sarcastic, and said: "see? I'm going to kill your elder martial brother. I can handle it. "

Then, the son's line of sight fell on Fang Xuexue's body and said: "I heard you can demonize, come on! Show me the magic. "

As the voice fell, he walked step by step towards Fang Xuexue, with a cold and murderous look.

Seeing that he was about to approach, Li Yi could no longer keep calm. The force of the stars wrapped his fist and smashed it down.

As soon as the son's mouth was raised, a playful smile appeared: "don't you demonize it? Is it fear that others will see you ugly With a wave of his hand, nine stars in his body bloomed, and the amazing power swung directly across the front.

Pen!

Without any accident, Li Yi flew out like a kite with a broken string. The whole person smashed on the ruins and coughed up blood.

The son laughed: "is this the devil in the legend? It doesn't look good either

There is too much difference in the realm.

He has no cards at all.

Can demonization stop the killing of the son?

Why doesn't he demonize?

People suffocate and hold their hands as if they were themselves facing the son.

It turns out that I have been exposed.

Li Yi seems to smile rather than smile. He thinks of Ning Xiaoqian and Zheng Zimu. They are different after all!

Whoosh!

Cold wind blowing across the earth, also blowing through the streets of Weicheng, I do not know when, the air gradually condensed down, as if there is a deep breath filled in it.

People tight clothes, very strange feeling, clearly not very cold, but the body can not help shaking.

The son is still speaking, cold, ironic and proud.

On the street, many people are also talking in a low voice.

However, Li Yi couldn't hear all this. He was quiet and had a kind of ethereal feeling. He felt that he was the only one left in the world.

He heard the wind, heard his heart beat, and the sound of blood flowing.

Even at this moment, he seems to feel the throb of the power of heaven and earth, which is a completely different power, deep and powerful