"Your face, what's wrong. Ji Qianyuan said slightly, but his face was flushed, and his reddened eyes showed a hint of concern.

"I'm fine. ”

"And said it's okay, your voice is hoarse and powerful, why are you crying, just come back, don't cry. As he spoke, he raised his white jade arm and was about to help Liukong wipe away his tears.

With a snap, Liukong hit Ji Qianyuan's hand, and the gray-white pupils were all dodging, but there was a trace of helplessness and fear in the depths of that pupil.

"What are you doing?" Rokuku pointed around, but there was a hint of disappointment and sad thoughts in the depths of his eyes.

This look was well hidden by the six skies, and even Ji Qianyuan didn't notice it.

Only then did Ji Qianyuan realize that the people around him were looking at him with unkind expressions.

Then he waved his sleeves and straightened his expression, with a fierce breath, and the chill involuntarily revealed a huge coldness, which froze the people around him.

The backhand ingested the surroundings into his own small world, and Liukong and Ji Qianyuan fought together, but those bright eyes had a look of displeasure.

This state makes people feel like a girl in love who is interrupted on a date, but she is not a girl.

Liukong was like a sculpture, holding the pitch-black long stick in his hand tightly, his gray-white pupils revealing coldness, and his whole body exuded a powerful evil aura.

shocked everyone around, but no one made any moves, and they all looked at each other indifferently.

Everyone doesn't know each other, but everyone is here for a purpose, and that is to compete for opportunities.

The horror was incomparable, the momentum around it was constantly changing, and the entire hall was rendered and changed by several different momentums, turning into small realms one by one.

And in the long river of blood, Xu Long exuded a terrifying devouring power, and the river of blood, which was originally like a long river, had dried up at this moment.

After devouring the last wisp of blood, Xu Long Xuanyi added to his body and covered a suit of formal clothes. There is an unknown symbol on its chest, and if Su Shi were here, he would have found that this character was actually a Taoist character written in an ancient language.

This is the clothes of the core disciples of the Ten Thousand Dao Palace, pinching their fingerprints casually. His eyes sank slightly, his brain was filled with constant terror, and the next moment his figure disappeared, and his eyes showed excitement.

"Is the senior sister's hall in the midst of a catastrophe, is it the source of the beginning? Now it's interesting, my sister is back, so the madman is also here. And those things are back, too. ”

"Hahaha, interesting. My fist will be immortal today, breaking ten thousand laws. ”

On the other side, Mu Feng's old figure walked into this hall like an old man, and at this moment, all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods had arrived.

Yin God, the six voids that came back from the dead, Ji Qianyuan, and the returning, Qin Shui, Qin Weiwei, Sun Zhengyang, Sun Baobao, have also arrived.

There is also the black-robed man who is carrying a rake, and Feng Xuan, who has undergone a second transformation of the terrifying bloodline, and the bloodline on Feng Xuan's body has reached ninety percent at this moment.

The horror is incomparable, the incarnation of the will of heaven is constantly competing with Xu Long, and the two look at each other.

The air was filled with a flash of fire, as if the next moment, the two were about to fight each other, but the breath in the air became more and more depressing.

The people around him are restraining their breath and constantly suppressing themselves, and now, this powder keg is only about to ignite.

will burst out with an incomparably charming blood light, Wu Ziyu appeared in the air, and found a place to sit down at random.

With a wave of his hand, the snow wolf turned into a sword, a pure white sword, and the tattered iron sword wrapped in his painful strips of animal skin made a clanging sound, but no one around laughed.

His face was full of solemnity, and the pure white sword turned into a white light when the tattered iron sword appeared, and it drilled in.

There was a terrifying aura all around, as well as a fierce sword intent and a terrifying murderous aura, pure and indifferent to the extreme.

Xu Long walked into the main hall in a dark robe, stood in the center, looked at a picture scroll enshrined above the main hall, and showed a look of remembrance in his eyes.

The next moment, take a step forward. The rest of the people looked at Xu Long, who was dressed in a dark robe, and a message in his mind, his heart was moved, and he was shocked.

The people around him involuntarily took a step back, a strange light appeared in their eyes, and the momentum on their bodies floated.

The blood qi exploded, revealing a terrifying body, and the air around him instantly suppressed it, even heavier, with a terrifying and depressing aura.

It's just that Xu Long didn't care at all, touched, and a slight sound appeared.

The voice was not loud, but it was very straightforward and decisive.

Ji Qianyuan's beautiful eyes flashed with tears, looked at Xu Long, covered his mouth and said softly, "Senior brother." ”

A loud voice appeared, and the surrounding air was faintly depressed, not just suppressed, everyone's hearts were heavy, just the incarnation of Heavenly Will, the Yin God and the Purple Moon, and the rest of the people were the same.

However, Ziyue and the others took back their momentum with everyone.

"Master, I'm back. "Facing the ground, he made nine salutes.

From the space ring, he took a piece of fiery red agarwood, looked at the huge Ding furnace, and the empty piece inside, and then waved his hand.

A terrifying sand with supreme divine power appeared to cover the big ding, and then, with a shake of the handrail, the aura ignited the fiery red agarwood.

Inserted it, the incense mist was swirling, but Xu Long was still kneeling there.

Kneel down as a teacher, and be a father for life. Pictures flew through Xu Long's mind, including the last.

When he dies in battle, he kills the enemy alive and dies, and the enemy army changes its reputation.

Including, finally, the shout that helped him resist and let him go.

He couldn't live originally, but all the back hands left by the master were given to him.

He survived, and he vaguely remembered what the master said, "I'm old, and I don't have anything to live, you're still young, go and see the world, I want to do the last thing for me." ”

He really can't repay the teacher's kindness, the kindness is too heavy, even if it reaches his realm, he has never thought of cutting off this cause and effect.

Even if the master is very heavy in the future, he will still resist.

After the fiery red agarwood burned out, Xu Long got up and stood in the center like that. Standing up to the sky, upright, worthy of heaven and earth.

The ancient ancient Song of Asking came out of his air, not very good, and the song carried a desolation, but the people around were silent.

The momentum on Liukong's body floated, his face was not good, and his gray-white pupils accumulated this terrible chill.

Ji Qianyuan sat in the air, ingesting a cyan long qin out of thin air, and the slender jade fingers kept plucking, and the sound of the piano echoed the song.