Return?

Such words are very domineering and powerful, but he has such strength.

But can they retreat?

The answer is no.

Chen Yuanyuan didn't think about retreating, his heart was full of anger and helplessness, it was the unwillingness of the ancestors, the anger of the Holy Gate.

The bird master didn't think about retreating, although it was a little crazy on weekdays, and occasionally it would do black hands to its own people, but it was just a small play.

It is a principled bird, it was, and still is.

The scene cooled down in an instant, a little depressing and suffocating.

The Holy Son didn't speak anymore, there was only one reason why he made a move, Li Pu had already made him feel threatened, which was not allowed.

"Fatty, if you kill later, you retreat to the Blood Cliff. The lark whispered.

"What do you mean? Are you saying that Chen Ye is greedy for life and afraid of death?" Chen Yuanyuan glared.

"If you want to go, you'll go, yarn. The lark couldn't help but growl.

Chen Yuanyuan's body was shocked, he looked at it deeply, and then fell silent.

He saw unprecedented solemnity in the lark's gaze, this is not its style, the lark is not afraid of heaven and earth on weekdays, even in the face of the royal road, it also has the ability to escape.

But now, it has worries, and this worry is different from the usual.

Airplanes!

Before the battle began, a powerful blood qi burst out from the body of the Holy Son, and that blood qi was like a blow from the sword god, and it was directly slashed.

Chen Yuanyuan's face changed slightly, and when he felt the powerful blow, he immediately retreated and stepped into the blood cliff.

The lark raised its head, its small figure like a majestic cedar, and it stared at the powerful blow until it was down, and it did not fight back.

However, this blow was too powerful, and it contained a special method, and that touch of devastating power.

With a bang, a powerful blow dispersed the lark's resistance and slashed into its body, a pop sounded, and the lark was robbed, coughing up blood, and his expression was extremely solemn.

It's so strong.

People were suffocating, staring at this place, and their hearts were shocked and couldn't be suffocated.

The strength of the Holy Son is far beyond people's imagination, and this random blow has hit many larks who are helpless.

"Lord Bird. Chen Yuanyuan looked back and exclaimed.

"Your attack is too weak. The lark grinned, spitting out a mouthful of foaming blood, and it raised its head and stared coldly at the Holy Son, its whole being full of unruliness.

"Really?" the Holy Son opened his eyes, his blood exploded, and his burly body walked like a god of war, his eyes burst into coldness, and then he stretched out a big hand that was mixed with blood.

Bang!

This big hand is too terrifying, the blood is monstrous, condensing the power of heaven and earth, and it is enlarged at the first time, as if the monument above the nine heavens has been pressed down.

For a while, the majestic energy overflowed, the void buzzed, and the power of the ten directions of heaven and earth was chaotic, and the terrifying force penetrated this sky.

The lark snorted coldly, it trampled on the void, and its whole body bloomed, like a true Buddha was born, and then its hands were folded.

"The light of the Buddha shines. The lark shouted, and the small figure suddenly became larger, the divine light exploded, and the Buddha's breath overflowed intensively.

Bang!

The powerful blow of the Holy Son was terrifying, but it was finally blocked by the lark, and the energy dissipated, and everything returned to calm.

The Holy Son was silent, his eyes were deep, as if he had pierced the bird at this moment, and after a breath or two, he raised the corners of his mouth, and then killed him.

"Buddha"

"What does that bird have to do with the Buddha?"

"It actually practices Buddhism. "People lost their minds.

The lark's practice of Buddhism is incredible to everyone, and what is even more shocking is that it can actually perform the body of a true Buddha.

But unfortunately, its strength failed to explode as desired, so the powerful Holy Son pressed down, and after a few confrontations, the Holy Son slapped through the lark, directly knocking it into the depths of the earth, and a puff of smoke and dust filled the air.

"Lord Bird. Chen Yuanyuan exclaimed again.

The strength of the Holy Son is terrifying, and it makes the young geniuses feel desperate, with such a person, they can't see any hope at all.

"Don't come over and cough cough. The lark struggled, and although it had been hit hard, its momentum had not diminished, but it had grown stronger, and there seemed to be a faint force breaking through some kind of blockade.

That was the essence of the lark, and it was hesitating to use it to kill the Holy Son.

But once that kind of background is used, it will be completely exposed, and it is very likely to be hunted down by enemies from all sides, and even the most terrible backlash.

The price is too great, it hesitates.

"I feel the throbbing inside you, are you holding yourself down?" the Son stared at it.

"Break out! Let me see you as the most powerful, or you won't stand a chance. "The Son is indifferent.

"Hehe" The lark grinned, scarlet blood flowing down the corners of its mouth, and it looked at the Holy Son coldly, although it didn't say anything, but that disdain was unmistakable.

"Okay, as you wish. The Holy Son said no more, his deep gaze once again condensed the killing intent, the power of divine consciousness spread, and a sharp sword appeared above the void.

This is a terrifying level realm in the realm of divine consciousness incarnation.

As soon as this sword came out, everyone lost color.

Chen Yuanyuan's fat body also shook and covered his mouth.

The lark's pupils narrowed suddenly, staring at it deadly, although it expected the strength of the Holy Son, it did not expect this person to be so terrifying.

Do you want to use the heritage?

Want to be exposed?

The lark's mind echoed these two words, its face was extremely pale, its expression was extremely solemn, and there was a sense of suffocation spreading in its chest.

However, the shocking blow did not fall for a long time, and even now, the sword of divine consciousness transformation that the Holy Son wanted to slash actually dissipated.

"What's going on?"

"What happened?"

"Hmm, that's?" Suddenly, someone noticed the Son's gaze, and when he followed his line of sight, there was a figure there.

It was a ragged figure, he and she were very thin and thin, and their tousled hair almost covered a face, except for a pair of clear eyes.

And his and her appearance also caused waves in the crowd.

In the past, this person did not appear many times, but every time he appeared, it was bound to cause a big wave.

"It's that person. ”

"It's here. ”

"I remembered that a few years ago, in a small mansion outside the ancient city, he/she defended the Forbidden Body, and after that, he or she also intervened in the Battle of Evil Valley. ”

"Well, besides, the person who saved Wang Rongzhi not long ago is also this person. ”

"Is he/she male or female?"

"Could it be that this person is also from Wuji?"

"What does he/she have to do with the celestial bodies?" whispered.

Is he or she a man or a woman, where did he come from, where did he come from, how old is he now, and so on.

But so far, no one knows the origin and everything that belongs to 'him', and there are only two words that can sum up 'him': 'powerful'.

Yes.

The strength of this person has become a boulder in the hearts of the younger generation.

Now, 'he' has appeared again, and it is still on such an occasion, which makes people reverie.

"In the past, there has always been a rumor that the Holy Son once fought with a mysterious genius and was suppressed by that person. ”

"What?"

"How is that possible?" people were shocked.

"Before, like you, I didn't believe it, but now I do. The man said in a deep voice.

'He' doesn't appear much, and 'he' makes fewer shots, but every time it's shocking and uncalming.

Over time, everything about 'him' has been infinitely magnified by people, and even now, people have begun to consciously associate 'him' with those two people.

While people were talking, 'he' came step by step, not tall, even very thin, but it made people depressed and nervous.

The Holy Son's face was also very ugly, iron blue, gloomy, staring at 'him' without saying a word, because the rumors were true, he had fought this person and was suppressed by a move.