Xue Yang's hatred at this moment surged to the top, since the two fathers and sons of the Xiahou family were about to kill them all, it would be a complete break! Xue Yang, who was suppressed in anger, jumped out endlessly with Qianxue in his arms, and the Yuan Spirit of the Seven Colors of the Mixed Yuan exploded, causing the Heavenly Palace to tremble. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update

Fu Yue, Qiong Yuan, and Xuan Ji were gathering together, and they were originally discussing things so shocked by this tremor that they raised their heads one after another, and saw that the seven-colored Yuan Spirit of the Sky Mixed Yuan seemed to spread from the sky, and their hearts jumped.

"Honorable Jun is out of the customs?" This was Fu Yue's first reaction.

"No, this is not the Emperor's Yuan Spirit." Qiong Yuan's heart sank.

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw a solemnity, and quickly turned into three streamers and leaped towards that side. The divine guards of the Heavenly Palace surrounded them as soon as possible, but because Xue Yang was wrapped in a layer of protective body spirits, almost no one could get close. The divine guard that flew towards the snow sun was bounced out before it could touch that layer of body protection primordial spirits.

Xue Yang just hugged the dying Qianxue, his face was expressionless, and he was full of murderous aura towards the Divine Que Temple, no one could stop him, and no one could get close to him within ten steps.

Shui Jingyue, who was looking around for Xueyang, saw the Yuan Spirit fluctuations in the distance, and hurried over. But no matter how fast he is, he can't cultivate to a Xue Yang that is higher than him. And although Yan Ye arrived at the Heavenly Palace late for Shui Jingyue, Yan Ye was heading towards the Shenque Hall with a clear goal, and he was afraid that Qianxue would send Feng Duwu to Xiahou Yi's hands, so as soon as Xueyang arrived at the Shenque Palace, he saw Yan Ye who had just arrived at the Shenque Palace!

"You're Yan Ye?" Xue Yang was wrapped in the seven-colored primordial spirit, and he was surrounded by divine guards who did not dare to approach. Xue Yang didn't know Yan Ye, and he hadn't seen Yan Ye, but at the first glance of Yan Ye, Xue Yang felt that it should be this person.

Seeing Qianxue in Xue Yang's arms, and the strange smile at Qianxue, Yan Ye's heart jumped, but based on the fact that the person in front of him was Feng Duwu's father, Yan Ye still had a humble attitude: "It's exactly ......"

Xue Yang's eyes narrowed slightly: "Xiahou Yi's son? ”

As soon as the words fell, the Shenwei around Xue Yang was suddenly startled, and they all looked at Yan Ye in disbelief. Even Fu Yue, who had just arrived, heard this, and they all stumbled and almost fell headlong from the air, what did they hear? Yan Ye is the son of the Honored Monarch!

Thinking of Zunjun's preference for Yan Ye, they had an epiphany, and after the epiphany, Xuan Ji and Fu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and they were very glad that although the two of them couldn't get used to seeing no one in Yan Ye's eyes, they secretly did not slander Yan Ye, but they did not offend him openly. And Qiong Yuan's face was not good, remembering that he had imprisoned Yan Ye in the prison before, and he wanted to put Yan Ye to death, he was shocked.

Yan Ye's body stiffened, he looked at Xue Yang and didn't speak.

But Xue Yang didn't need him to admit it, but when he saw that his arm was raised, the Yuan Spirit of the Mixed Yuan Seven Colors flew out of his palm, and the fast Yan Ye didn't even have time to react, he was locked by Xue Yang, and as soon as he looked down, he saw the Yuan Spirit of the Seven Colors of the Mixed Yuan Binding Him in a circle, and then as soon as Xue Yang pulled his hand, Yan Ye's body flew towards Xue Yang.

"Save the Holy Monarch!" The Xuan Halberd shouted and rushed towards Xueyang.

Fu Yue and Qiong Yuan didn't dare to lag behind, Qiong Yuan flew towards Yan Ye, while Fu Yue immediately drew a spirit talisman and fell towards the snow sun like a big net.

Xue Yang's eyes were cold, but when he saw his feet lightly stepping on the mist-shrouded ground, the clouds and mist quickly dispersed, just like the waves stirred up by a heavy object falling into the water, and they turned into a sharp sword, and the flying people in all directions went to penetrate Fu Yue's talisman seal, and shot straight towards Fu Yue.

With strong strength, Fu Yue and Xuan Ji shook their bodies one after another, twisted their bodies and dodged a wave, and before they had time to catch their breath, another wave of flying shot came, and the two of them met it with all their strength, and at the same time as shattering the sword light, the person was also knocked out.

Solved the two, Xue Yang's hand that restrained Yan Ye shook, and a Yuan Spirit actually swung away from Yan Ye's body, shaking Qiong Yuan, who was just approaching Yan Ye, Qiong Yuan's eyes shrank, and he had to avoid it, Xue Yang took advantage of this to quickly drag Yan Ye in front of him, clasped his palm, and grabbed Yan Ye's neck.

At this moment, a golden light spread, flying from Xue Yang's palm that was about to clasp Yan Ye's neck, causing Xue Yang's hand to deviate, just like that, almost without a blink of an eye, the golden light flashed, and Shui Jingyue pushed Yan Ye away from Xue Yang's hand.

However, the two of them, who had never fought with the Heavenly God Monarch, underestimated Xue Yang's ability, but when they saw Xue Yang's body turn, their hands stretched out infinitely, grabbing towards Yan Ye, no matter how fast Yan Ye was, he couldn't be faster than Xue Yang. Shui Jingyue turned over and hit Xue Yang's hand, but it was a step too late after all.

"Honor, be merciful!" Shui Jingyue exclaimed.

Xue Yang was stunned because of the sound of Shui Jingyue, and at this time, the Mixed Yuan Seven-colored Yuan Spirit of the Divine Que Hall exploded, and a beam of light along the ground, like a hideous dead branch, flew towards Xue Yang.

Seeing this, Xue Yang's body jumped into the air, and at this time, the cloud floating in the sky silently changed strangely, turning into a white bone claw, pressing down towards Xue Yang, and the palm of the white bone claw was like the sun filled with a cloud of mixed Yuan seven-colored Yuan Spirit.

Xue Yang's face changed, and the light behind him shone brightly, almost eye-catching, wrapping him and Qianxue in it, and two huge white bone claws wrapped Xue Yang in it.

Before the white bone claws could be closed, Xue Yang pushed the Qianxue in his arms towards Shui Jingyue. Although I don't know why Shui Jingyue wants to protect Yan Ye, maybe Shui Jingyue doesn't know Yan Ye's identity, maybe Shui Jingyue thinks of Yan Ye's kindness, Xue Yang doesn't want to delve into it, but he still trusts Shui Jingyue, so he pushed his baby daughter to Shui Jingyue, because Qianxue is now weak, if he falls into the battle between him and Xiahou Yi, he will definitely die!

Shui Jingyue didn't expect Xue Yang to push Qianxue to him, and she was overjoyed.

Compared with the joy of Moon Water Mirror Moon, Qian Xue's eyes widened, even if she knew that Xue Yang was out of worry and love, she scolded Xue Yang thousands of times in her heart, if she fell into the hands of Shui Jing Yue, I was afraid that all her expectations would be disappointed.

Therefore, she didn't know where the breath came from, she actually twisted her body in mid-air, and crashed into the other side, Shui Jingyue's eyes were cold, and when she turned over, a mixed five-colored Yuan Spirit came towards the flying attack, making Shui Jingyue stagnate, and under this stagnation, someone on the other side was one step faster than Yan Ye and grabbed Qianxue.

"Fu Yue, hand over the person to the deity!" Yan Ye's eyes shrank, and he dealt with Yue Dao in a cold voice in a commanding tone.

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