The terrifying breath of vitality shot straight into the sky, stirring up a large gust of wind, ruffling the clothes of everyone present and making a roar.
An old figure walked out of the space cracks, and the old figure that appeared next to Lu Cong immediately set his sights on the little Shenhu, frowned slightly, and said in a feint of anger.
: "You little thing, once your wings grow hard, you will escape from the clan, right?"
"You'd better not yell at me. It's better to settle the matter here first. These old immortals want to kill me, so you can do whatever you want." Hearing this, the little Shenhu spread his hands and faced Qing Qing.
Hao and Ebi pursed their lips in the direction where they were.
Lu Cong, who was beside Little Divine Tiger, bowed slightly towards the old figure respectfully: "Mr. Hong."
"The Green Clan, the Blood Clan, and the Nine Nether Sky Python Clan?" After nodding to Lu Cong, Mr. Hong followed the little divine tiger's gaze and looked over, frowning slightly.
However, Youpao and his companions in the distance looked at each other and nodded. A space jade slip appeared from their hands, and then it was crushed. Space cracks appeared. In the blue-black mist, a member of the Nine Nether Sky Python Clan filled the air.
The powerful Emperor Saint appeared, looked at the situation at the scene, and was slightly startled.
"Sea of Blood, Qinghong, Youhe, what kind of north and south winds have blown you old immortals to this place?" Looking at the three One-Yuan Emperor Sages, Mr. Hong's face condensed and he said with a smile.
"Hong Tong, this matter has nothing to do with your Tyrannical Star God Tiger Clan. We just want to capture the boy in the silver robe. Don't get involved in this matter." Xue Hai said.
The little Shenhu looked cold and said in a low voice: "Why doesn't it matter? I and Xiao Jie are good buddies and brothers. Do you think it has nothing to do with my Baxing Shenhu clan?"
Hearing this, Qinghong took a step forward, and the vast coercion of Emperor Yiyuan swept away. He looked at the little divine tiger and said softly: "This matter only happened because of that kid and has nothing to do with the nobles. Don't meddle in other people's business.
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Seeing the vast coercion coming towards him, Hong Tong's face turned cold. He waved his hand to disperse the invisible force and said, "This little guy is the son of my clan leader. If you hurt him, I'm afraid it will really cause a race war."
Already."
"Xing Sheng is the first heir to the clan leader of my blood clan. If that kid hurt Xing Sheng, the matter will not be revealed." Xue Hai said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked. They looked at Xing Sheng with an evil smile on his face, and their expressions were slightly condensed. They also knew how much energy a patriarch's heir could have.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's catch that kid first." Qinghong's deep voice came out, and then he took a bold step. The space squirmed, and he appeared in front of Xiao Jie, and then he stretched out his hand.
When Qinghong set off, Xuehai and Youhe also flashed. The three of them took action at the same time to freeze the space where Xiao Jie was. Xiangxiang stretched out his hand and swept away with terrifying energy, making Xiao Jie
His face turned pale.
Three powerful One Yuan Emperor Saints captured him at the same time. Even if he was protected by the nine Yuan Spirits, even if he did not die, he would still end up seriously injured.
"Bastard." When Hong Tong saw the three people taking action, when he saw the little divine tiger taking a step with a pale face, he had no choice but to stop the little divine tiger and punched Qinghong and the others.
With a flick of the blood sea, a bloody beam of light flew towards Hong Tong's big fist, and collided with it. Suddenly the space collapsed, and the large clouds were crushed to pieces in an instant. When Hong Tong's offensive was blocked,
Xuehai also said to Qinghong and Youhe: "I will stop this old immortal, and you guys take action to kill that kid."
"Yes." Qinghong and Youhe both nodded, looking at the place where the space was frozen, a palm was like a curtain covering the sky, piercing the space and slapping angrily towards Xiao Jie's Heavenly Spirit Cover.
"No." When Luo Shan saw this scene, her heart suddenly trembled. Her bright silver hair was flying, her pretty face turned pale, and she looked at the big palm hitting Xiao Jie's Tianling Cap, looking extremely weak.
When Xiao Jie saw Qinghong and Youhe's big palms slapping down at him, his expression suddenly became ferocious and twisted, white flames emerged, a deep black hole appeared, regenerative green light and immortal blue light enveloped his body, and then
The two fists were blasted out, the power of destruction and the power of devouring were perfectly integrated. The black and white flame beams, mixed with the aura of chaos, forcibly broke through the solidification of space set by Qinghong and the others, and blasted towards Qinghong and Youhe.
"It's a small trick." The two of them smashed the black and white flame beam with one palm, and then their figures flashed and appeared on the left and right sides of Xiao Jie. With the space solidified, they pinched Xiao Jie's head with one hand, trying to kill Xiao Jie.
Jay's entire head was crushed.
Seeing the extremely terrifying attack coming towards him, and Qinghong and Youhe being extremely close to him, Xiao Jie also had a look of despair in his eyes. In such a close battle, he also
Nothing can be done.
The powerful Yi Yuan Emperor Saint is simply too powerful.
"My disciple, how can you, such a young person, hurt me?" An old and angry voice sounded, and then the space where Xiao Jie was was solidified and scattered, and his palms were slapped on the chests of Qinghong and Youhe.
On the top, the two men suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with minced internal organs, and their figures flew backwards like cannonballs, suddenly smashing into a huge mountain range.
The light slowly dissipated, and the old man in white robe looked at Xiao Jie with a kind smile, and chuckled: "Little guy, you did a good job this time."
Looking at the old man in white robe, Xiao Jie's face suddenly became extremely excited, with tears in the corners of his eyes, he knelt tremblingly in the air and said in a trembling voice: "Master..."
The old man in white robe is none other than Xuantian. Now that Xuantian has reshaped his body and regained his strength, even the patriarchs of some ancient forces have to consider whether to anger this old man with a kind smile.
"Get up, I haven't seen you for more than a year. In addition to your increased strength, you have become more squeamish." With a slight smile, Xuan Tian helped Xiao Jie up, and then said with a mysterious smile: "Let's see who I have brought here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuantian waved his sleeves and robe, and immediately the space squirmed. Two figures walked out. What caught Xiao Jie's eyes was a man and a woman. The man was middle-aged, and the woman was about the same age as Xiao Jie. However, when
When Xiao Jie's eyes fell on the middle-aged man, a hurricane swept over Xiao Jie's head and shot straight into the sky.
It can be seen how excited Xiao Jie is at this moment.
Moving lightly, Xiao Jie's eyes never left the middle-aged man, his pupils trembled slightly. Xiao Jie, who had never had such a heart even when facing the strong Yiyuan Emperor Saint, was in a state of being like a relative separated by thousands of years.