Peter York was still venting his anger on the top of the main hall, and the other seven angel inheritors could only rely on him, after all, whose family was destroyed, the mood was very uncomfortable, let alone the Luo clan.

When they learned that the Roe had been destroyed, they were no less shocked than Peter York, and certainly not as sad as Peter York.

"Report!!The royal family has arrived, and they want to meet the eight holy masters. ”

At this moment, a blonde male disciple ran in from outside and reported with his fists clenched.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the hall turned cold, Peter York's bloody eyes stared at the outside, and his voice roared hoarsely: "Pass!"

When the disciple saw Peter York's miserable appearance, he immediately shrank his head, nodded a little fearfully, and then turned around and walked out.

They all know that the Luo clan was destroyed, and it has just spread throughout the ancient martial arts world of the United Kingdom, as long as it is not until tomorrow, the whole world will know, and at that time, the pressure of public opinion will put the dark river at the peak of public opinion, after all, it is the lord of the dark river who destroyed the Luo clan.

The Luo clan has been inherited for hundreds of years and has never been cut off, and this time it was completely cut off.

Peter York clenched his two fists, his nails were deeply buttoned into the flesh, he knew very well that the arrival of the royal family must be followed by the hateful Bai Qi, it seems that his heart is really big, it is not enough to destroy the Luo clan, do you still have to do something against the Angel Alliance?

After Li Qiuya listened to the report of her subordinates, her hands involuntarily clenched the two handles of the Holy Wing, she knew very well that it must be Bai Qi, could it be that Bai Qi really wanted to kill them all?

Her feelings for Bai Qi are a little complicated, before her grandfather died, she had a lot of feelings for Bai Qi, I hope Bai Qi can

It's okay to accept her feelings, even if it's to assist Bai Qi.

But when her grandfather Miaoshan Zhenren died in the hands of Bai Qi, Li Qiuya knew that she would never be with Bai Qi in her life, killing the ancestors and enemies was greater than the sky, if she was with Bai Qi, she would be sorry for the Miaoshan Zhenren under the Yellow Spring.

Although she knew that Miao Shan Zhenren took the initiative to seek death, she was his granddaughter, and this kind of bloodline was constantly pulled.

Thinking of this, Li Qiuya tried her best to adjust her mood and thoughts, so as not to be absent-minded when they met for a while.

Bai Qi appeared here with Prince Khalit, the Brahmin hall is like an abstract work of art, the appearance of the whole hall is like a broken face mask, this kind of line fills the entire hall, red, yellow, blue, black and white, each of which has various lines engraved on the hall, and there is a sun symbol on the top, next to a big human face.

Seeing this, Bai Qi thought of the mythological system of ancient Europe.

But he was only surprised for a moment, and then he followed Prince Khaliti inside.

He hadn't forgotten what he was here for, and he wouldn't have left if he hadn't killed Peter York.

Peter York is the last bloodline of the Luo clan, and he must be killed to prevent future troubles, not because he has done too much, but because the situation forces him to do so.

When Bai Qi and Hariti took the first step into the main hall, the eight cold breaths of the brush came straight towards the two of them, and Hariti was a little frightened, so that his legs became weak.

Bai Qi snorted coldly, clenched his fist, and then let go, and then heard a thud in the air, and then all the cold killing machines were gone, and there were only eight pale people, each adjusting their breath.

Li Qiuya looked at Bai Qi in shock, she couldn't speak for a long time, she realized that Bai Qi's true strength was already a saint-level powerhouse, the top powerhouse in this world, there were very few people who were stronger than Bai Qi.

"Bai Qi, I'll kill you!!"

A sharp roar came from inside the hall, and then Peter York was seen rushing towards Bai Qi as if he was dying, with a posture of dying together, because he actually chose to blow himself up, and died with Bai Qi.

But the expressions of the seven angel inheritors in the hall all changed drastically, because if Peter York blew himself up, everyone in the entire hall would not want to live, and they would be seriously injured if they did not die at that time.

"You're crazy, York!!"

"Stop, stop. ”

"Oh my God, this guy is crazy. ”

There were exclamations everywhere, and with horror and anger, they were about to flee in all directions.

Li Qiuya didn't run away, because she knew that Bai Qi would definitely be able to solve it, and this was the strength of the sage.

Seeing that Peter York was about to blow himself up, he was also surprised, it seems that he really wants to die with him, but unfortunately he can't do what he wants.

Bai Qi pointed his left hand at Peter York, who was originally full of bursting energy, suddenly stopped moving, and then Bai Qi nodded casually, and the golden light shrouded Peter York's body, and the signs that were about to explode were suddenly contained, and then he saw that the energy that was about to burst disappeared little by little.

But Peter York felt a severe pain, so he couldn't help but wail and scream, his body was like a suppressed air mass, the more he suppressed, the more painful it made him uncomfortable, he only felt that the energy was not his own, he couldn't control these out-of-control energy at all.

Only Bai Qi was controlling these energies, and then he saw Bai Qi purse his lips faintly and laughed, with a wave of his left hand, with a snap, Peter York had no possibility of self-explosion at all, and was fanned out, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Bai Qi continued to walk inside, looked left and right, and finally set his eyes on Li Qiuya's body, she was sitting on the eight white glowing holy wing thrones above the main hall, like a god in Western mythology, wearing a black long dress, and even her makeup became much more magical.

At first, he wondered, and then Bai Qi remembered that Li Qiuya was the inheritor of the fallen angels, and the fallen angels themselves were the gods in charge of hell, but they were in charge of the hell in the west.

In the past, Lucihua was the great god of the heavenly realm, one of the best angels, and finally rebelled against the heavenly realm to escape from hell, and became a veritable fallen angel, but now the fallen angel can also become one of the eight angels, because among the eight angels, the only ones who can be more powerful than the fallen angels are the battle angel Mikael and the miracle angel Gabriel.

They're the fallen angel Lucifer, and some of them are translated as Lucifer, all the same.

"Turns out, you're really here. Bai Qi ignored the others and only looked at Li Qiuya.

Li Qiuya is even more indifferent than in the past, in the past, she was arrogant and arrogant at best, with a superior temperament, but now Li Qiuya has really become a cold iceberg, which makes people unable to get close.

Li Qiuya stared at Bai Qi expressionlessly, then nodded slightly, her tone was cold, and replied, "I didn't expect it to be here."

See you. ”

"Now that you have become a saint, you are even more powerful. Li Qiuya's tone of voice was not emotional, it was very cold, and she had a machine-like tone.

Bai Qi's heart sank inexplicably, and he felt a little guilty for Li Qiuya becoming what she is now, so did he kill Miao Shan Zhenren to cause her to become like this? If so, he felt sorry.

But he doesn't regret killing Miao Shanzhen, that old thing wants to hurt himself three times and twice, and he must kill him.

"Bai Qi, I don't know why you came to our Angel Alliance?"

At this moment, the person sitting on the central seat of the Holy Wing spoke up, this is a young man in armor, the man has long flowing golden hair, golden eyes, a very long nose, a very handsome one, a height of one meter nine, but his temperament is also cold.

The man stood on top of the holy wing, holding the hilt of the sword on the side with his palm, and pointed at Bai Qi of His Highness with his right hand, looking at Bai Qi condescendingly.

Bai Qi glanced at him and knew that the realm of the man opposite had reached the early stage of the saint level, which was also the strongest one in the entire Angel Alliance.

"Who are you?" Bai Qi has his own pride and confidence, not to mention a saint-level early stage, even standing in front of Bai Qi at the high stage of the saint-level, Bai Qi is not afraid.

There are only those powerhouses at the peak of the saint level, who have some deterrence against him, but they are not invincible.

In short, in today's ancient martial arts world, there is no one who can contain Bai Qi, let alone the ancient martial arts world, even in the ancient immortal cultivation world, there are no more than a dozen such strong people.

This is still a conservative estimate, if strictly speaking, Bai Qi can already become a powerhouse of the two hands in the earth cultivation world, that is, ranking in the top ten.

If he can break through to the advanced level and become a saint-level high-level, then this top ten ranking will be completely secured.

So this kind of self-confidence brought Bai Qi, and he didn't feel anything in the face of these angel heirs.

Milano felt Bai Qi's trace of disdain, which suddenly made him feel ashamed, but feeling Bai Qi's terrifying momentum, he could only suppress the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "I am the successor of the Battle Angel, Milano." ”

"Hand over Peter York to me!" Bai Qi ignored Milano's self-introduction, looked directly at Li Qiuya, and clearly told her his purpose.

Li Qiuya naturally guessed Bai Qi's purpose, but if the Angel Alliance handed over Peter York to Bai Qi, where would their face be?

"Impossible!" Li Qiuya shook her head and refused directly.

Bai Qi smiled lightly, which was naturally expected.

"Either hand over or be destroyed!"

"You... Choose a path. Bai Qi's eyes were flat, but there was an unquestionable domineering, and he stood on top of the hall with his hands behind his back, although these angel heirs were all sitting taller than him, and there was a feeling of looking at him condescendingly.

However, these angel heirs felt as if they were working for Bai Qi, and the main hall where Bai Qi stood was the center, and they became supporting roles.

But the most infuriating thing is Bai Qi's attitude, either hand over someone, or the angel alliance will be destroyed.

It's so deceitful!

"Bai Qi, don't be presumptuous. Milano glared at Bai Qi angrily, his fists clenched tightly, and Bai Qi ignored him for the second time, making him, the head of the angel, lose face.

"Either hand over or be destroyed!!" Bai Qi still had this attitude, and he didn't change a bit.

"I, don't wait for anyone!" Bai Qi added, then turned around and sat leisurely on the chair above the main hall, closing his eyes and resting.

But the practice of Bai Qi has brought great pressure to the Angel Alliance.