On the stage, the two exhaled lightly. One of the old men www.biquge.info wore a purple robe, on which was carved a striking long dragon with five claws. He suddenly laughed and said, "Xia Mad is no longer good, it seems that your teacher's death is indeed a huge blow to you." ”

The person on the other side was very handsome, with knife-like facial features and sharp water chestnut horns, and his white clothes were a little torn but still windless. It's just that there is hatred in his eyes that can't be dissolved. He was originally boundless and domineering, but now he is a little dead and angry.

Although Xia Mad was a little embarrassed, he still said calmly: "I've lived. It's been too long....it's been too long, I've missed them. It's just that the revenge has not been avenged, and I dare not go to see them. It's you, be a dog... Is it really comfortable?" there was no emotion in the voice, no sarcasm, no ridicule, as if it was just a fact.

That old man was the Ancient Ancestor of the Ninety-Five Clan, Xia Ma's words stung him deeply, his face turned iron-blue, and he wanted to shout angrily several times, but he didn't say it.

Xia Mad suddenly spat out blood and knelt on one knee. The faces of a group of people in the audience fused, and while laughing, they looked like the sky was falling and the end of the world was apocalyptic. Several people came to the stage to help Xia Mad, and one of them was the contemporary ancestor Xia Youjie, he screamed sadly, lightning appeared in the sky, and thunder flashed.

If you take a step forward in the Ninth Five-Year Plan, you have to do it. The enemy is already a sea of blood, so it is necessary to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. He didn't care about those five years, after all, the Xia clan still had two mountains there, and he couldn't shake them alone. However, I got the news that one mountain had been shattered, and the other was also on the verge of shattering, so there was a battle to attack the summer.

Just when the killer was sent to the Ninth Five, a person appeared in the field and stopped the former.

"Zhenwu, do you want to be nosy?" Jiuwu Fengdao was stunned for a moment, and then shouted angrily, but he didn't expect Wu Ge to actually intervene at this time. He looked at the viewing platform hundreds of zhang away in the south, and said expressionlessly, "Wu Ge plans to help Xia Hao?"

A large group of people suddenly flew from the south, led by a rough man and an old man, and landed in front of the martial arts stage.

Wu Jie, the master of the Martial Pavilion, looked at the old man in black and said very confusedly: "True Ancestor, who are you?" The old man in white beside him also asked suspiciously.

"Wu Jie, the Xia clan can't have anything to do, otherwise the mainland will be in chaos. Zhenwu looked at Jiuwu Fengdao, but said to the Wu Pavilion Master.

"But... What's going on?" Wu Jie asked respectfully, wondering.

Zhenwu ignored him, but looked at Jiuwu Fengdao and scolded: "You are still the ancestor of the clan, and you know about the infighting all day long, don't forget the real cause of the ancient war." ”

Ninety-five Feng Dao was not happy with Zhenwu's tone, but after listening to it, his cloudy eyes shrank, Xia frantically pushed away the Xia clan disciples who were supporting him, and rushed to Zhenwu and said excitedly: "You... What do you mean by that?" his voice trembled, his eyes bloodshot red, as if he had heard something that made him extremely angry.

Zhenwu looked at the person in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart. In his time, Xia Mad can be described as the champion, and it is not an exaggeration to call him the first person, even his master, Wu Ba, sincerely admires him. But now, it has become like this, which really makes people feel that the world is impermanent. He replied, "The Kraken seal has been loosened, and the South China Sea can only last for a hundred years..."

These short dozen words are like a bombshell, roaring in the hearts of everyone present.

The three people of the Chaos God Palace, the Beichuan Heavenly Ice Temple, the black and white cloak, and the four scattered cultivators all came to the stage of the martial arts, looking shocked, and asked if the news was reliable.

There were also dozens of people flying out of Baizhang in the west, and the imperial pen, the imperial book, and the things related to the four treasures of the study were all under their feet. The speed is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the stage of the martial arts. A wise old man's eyes widened, and he asked if the situation was true?

No one who knew the inside story of the War of the Ancients could sit idly by, and there were two lone wanderers who followed this group of suspected scholars, one was an extremely rare monk, and his head was extremely shiny, with nine incense scars on it. The other was a one-armed old man, with a knife mark across the bridge of his nose on his face, which was extremely hideous.

It's the Jiuwu clan and others who are staring at the real martial arts who broke the news. Jiuwu Fengdao spoke: "How do you know? As far as I know, your pavilion founder Wu Ba has long since passed away, and before he died, he had sealed the South China Sea with all his might, how could it be loosened?"

The boy sitting on the hornless green ox also said in a condensed voice: "The Four Elephant Absolute Demon Array that sealed the four sea seas, at the cost of the lives of countless ancestors of our human race, and even combined with the four top gods to stay in the four sea areas in the way of transformation, it is enough to make the kraken unbreakable forever, how can it be loosened?"

"I don't know the specific situation, there is a person who has entered the space left by my master, and this person was brought out by my Martial Pavilion Supreme Treasure, Martial God Statue, it should be credible. "The real military commander told me about the situation.

"What about this man?"

"Yes, the old man should question him face to face to see if he exaggerates the truth. ”

"Who is this boy called Yang, who is sacred? I have never heard of such a genius in any force before. After listening to Zhenwu's speech, most people became interested in the person who showed that kind of appreciation in Zhenwu's words.

"Yang?" Xia Mad sensitively found this name, and then shook his head, feeling that he was thinking too much, how could that kid run to the Martial Pavilion? Some people in the Xia clan who knew Xia Xin had a thought about this name, Xia Youjie looked lonely, it was he who did it himself... The Xia people have the most outstanding physique in history. Divided into two, in the years that Xia Xin has left the clan, he has been living in guilt.

There is also a woman with an extremely beautiful face and extremely cold, even if Xia Mad vomited blood before, it did not make her fairy-like face have the slightest ripple, with a dusty breath. Hearing that name, his body shook a little, and his eyes containing endless thoughts seemed to pierce the void, ignoring the distance, and seeing the one... The face of Chao Si Dusk, the white long skirt was windless, and a jade hand stretched out tremblingly, as if to grab the far away... face, the other covering his chest, with a heart-wrenching expression.

"My... Child. ”

The Ninety-Five Clan also thought of that possibility, but they were also denied. Their reason was that in less than six years, how could they become the peak of the Martial King, and they noticed the mysterious 'Yang' cultivation for this piece. No matter how talented he is, he has cultivated since his mother's womb, for six years, how can he be at the peak of the Martial King? That's almost a level a year, and even they themselves think this idea is too ridiculous.

"Where the hell is that boy? Get him out. Someone was impatient and urged.

Zhenwu shouted at the north entrance, come in. Everyone looked sideways and stared to the north.

Xia Xin was put outside by Zhenwu, and the latter obviously knew that if Xia Xin went in directly, he was afraid that it would cause a riot, and anything could happen at that time. Half a moment after Zhenwu entered, he couldn't wait, so he was going to force his way in, but the realm of those people in Wuge was higher than him, Zhenwu had already put down his words, and only when he sent out the information could he let Xia Xin in.

After hearing the words, the two barbarians put down their hands that were blocking Xia Xin, and the latter took a deep breath, walked slowly closer, and appeared in the eyes of everyone on the martial arts stage.

"This is the so-called yang, so young. ”

"Well, yes, it's a good seedling, if there is no sect, this seat will accept it as a closed disciple. "There are people who rely on the old and sell the old, intending to pass on the mantle.

"It's a little similar." This is the voice of the people of the Ninety-Five clan who know Xia Xin, but after all, they still denied it, mainly because Xia Xin has changed too much.

Xia Mad stared at it, and then his face fused, and his breath was uncontrollably uncontrollable. Ninety-five Fengdao noticed this abnormality, and then turned his head to look at Xia Xin carefully. Suddenly, he shouted, "Xia Clan's Yin and Yang Body?

Although this sentence was not as good as the bomb that the Kraken seal had loosened in everyone's ears, it was almost the same.

"Small. Xiao Xin: It's mine... Child. A sharp voice sounded, and a woman rushed to Xia Xin's side with lightning speed, hugged him, her body trembled, and the crystal tears couldn't stop falling, how could she be cold before.

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