"It's for world peace!" Long Yi let out a loud shout, his hands spread to both sides, and a momentum erupted from top to bottom of his body.

The Golden Art Riot!

For a moment, the whole palace trembled, the top of the giant tree trembled, and the air trembled. The metal molecules in the air frantically surged towards Long Yi, and the metal parts of the air palace were also decomposed and rushed towards Long Yi, and countless metal molecules flooded behind Long Yi, and the number was so large that it was visible to the naked eye.

The metal molecules floated behind Long Yi, and as Long Yi raised his hands up above his head, his palms came together. The metal molecules also combined behind Long Yi, and a giant sword that emitted a cold light slowly combined out.

The giant sword stood in the air behind Long Yi, and the tip of the sword pierced through the sky and pierced into the sky.

"What the hell is this?" The people underground were deeply shocked by the momentum of this giant sword.

"This is to send you away, so let's name it the Sword of the Archangel!" Long Yi let out a loud shout as he waved his hands downward.

The giant sword behind him slashed down with Long Yi's movements. In front of it is none other than the slow-falling archangel Isobel!

"No~~!" Isobel watched the greatsword slash down towards him, angry and frightened, his eyes dilated as he looked at the greatsword, he roared, in a vain attempt to stop the greatsword from falling. But this can only be in vain.

Although the greatsword is huge, it is not slow. With a powerful momentum, this sword gives people the feeling as if it can cut through space.

Isobel looked at the greatsword, screaming and shaking his head frantically. But it was all useless, he didn't even have the strength to move. Slowly, he saw his own appearance on the blade of the greatsword, which shone with a piercing cold light.

It was something he had never seen before, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even he wouldn't have believed it was him. The wrinkles on his face were almost stacked together, his hair was messy like a bird's nest, his beard was embarrassed, his feathers were about to lose his wings, his white robe was tattered, all stained red by his own blood, and his cloudy eyes full of fear.

Suddenly, Isobel smiled miserably, what are you doing this time! Revenge! Revenge! Didn't he die at the hands of an Oriental in the end?

"Poof!" Isobel suddenly felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and then he saw half of his body and wings falling rapidly in the air. "It seems to be my body, but what about my head?" It was the last thought in Isobel's brain, and then he felt a pain in his head, and then he didn't know anything.

"Alas......" A lament sounded in everyone's hearts, and an archangel like Isobel couldn't escape death after all, so why did he and others work so hard to cultivate?

Xuanyuan Mei on the other side stretched out her hand to block Yao'er's eyes, she didn't want Yao'er to see such a cruel picture at such a young age. Long Yi must have thought the same way. Xuanyuan Mei said to herself in her heart.

The greatsword didn't stop after slashing Isobel, but continued to slash downward. "Boom!" The giant sword slashed down from the top of the palace in the air, cutting it in half without any pressure. Finally, the deep trap on the top of the giant tree stopped.

The people who stood firm looked at the giant sword, and they couldn't help but feel an irresistible feeling in their hearts. The power of a sword is like a fight! They couldn't help but raise their heads into the air, looking at the man who made this sword, the wind blowing in the sky made the corners of Long Yi's clothes flutter, his hair fluttering, the bangs on his forehead were blown high, and his delicate faces, as well as the eyes that were like abyssal demons, appeared in the eyes of everyone.

This is the first time Xuanyuan Mei has seen Long Yi's full picture, and those eyes are more fascinating than covering them.

Long Yi, who was standing in the wind, was like a god of war who had just been killed from a million army, covered in blood.

Long Yi waved his hand, and the giant sword turned into countless metal molecules and dissipated in this space, slowly falling back to the ground, watching him and everyone's breathing slowed down a little. This man just killed an archangel!

Heijiao Laojun glanced at his subordinates and found that the atmosphere was not right, and the eyes of his subordinates were full of worship and a trace of fear. The old man of the black horn secretly shouted that it was not good, if it continued like this, these people would have an irresistible feeling of being against Long Yi, which would be very detrimental to the future battle! As soon as he thought of this, the old man of the black horn shouted: "The last angel is also dead, you say that you know where the secret of the Loulan ring is, then you can say it." ”

Long Yi smiled slightly and said, "I will naturally say, but not now." ”

"Do you want to pay off?!" The old man of the black horn shouted, and his breath suddenly exploded. The mask and the others behind him also made a look of battle.

"Do you want to go to war now? Don't you want the secret of the Loulan Ring? Or do you think you can beat us? Long Yi glanced at the old man of the black horn and said disdainfully.

The old man of the black horn frowned slightly, what Long Yi said was right. Now there is no advantage at all on your side to start a war, and the strength of the other party is on par with or even higher than your own. And they still have the secret of the Loulan Ring in their hands, and they can't really kill them.

Heijiao Laojun suddenly felt that his head was big, and he looked at Long Yi, eager to dig him open alive to find out the secret of Loulan Ring. But he knew that it was impossible, so the old man of the black horn took a deep breath and said, "Then what do you want?" ”

"yes, that's right. If you have something to say, don't get angry at every turn at such an age, it's not good for your health. Long Yi said, "According to the agreement, don't we still have something to share?" ”

Heijiao Laojun was slightly stunned, indeed, according to what was said before, if the items obtained jointly during the cooperation period are divided except for the secret of the Loulan Ring. Open according to four or six. Loulan thief six, dragon group four. But that was just the condition that he used to disgust the dragon group, and he never paid attention to those things, and his only purpose was the secret of the Loulan ring.

Heijiao Laojun looked at the sky palace that had been cut in half by Long Yi's sword, and said suspiciously: "Is there anything else in here?" ”

"Absolutely! I think this palace has a history of at least 1,000 years, and the vases, calligraphy and paintings in it are antiques of more than 1,000 years. The value shouldn't be low, right? There is also the decorative armor, which still looks very new, and can also be divided. And those bows, at first glance, they are of the highest quality. And ......," Long Yi said seriously as he looked at the palace in the sky that had turned into ruins.

"Enough!" Hearing Long Yi speak, Heijiao Laojun felt that his head was big, he couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Do what you want!" ”

"Good! I know that Your Excellency is also a lover of treasures, and will not let these treasures be destroyed. So how about two of us and two of you to figure out the light items? Long Yi patted his thigh and said.

"Whatever you want! Masks, anyone, you guys go for a trip. The old man of the black horn waved his hand impatiently, without looking at Long Yi, out of sight and out of mind.

"Hey, hey. Luo Feng, I'll trouble you to go with the deputy team leader. We need to be serious and don't take advantage of others. Long Yi turned around and glanced at Luo Feng and Long Yi. The two nodded earnestly.

After the four of them entered the crumbling ruins, Long Yi walked back to his camp and sat down cross-legged. The old man of the black horn also returned to his camp and sat down with a breath of breath.

Just as the old man of the black horn sat down, a voice sounded in his head. "What's the secret of that Loulan Ring?" The old man of the black horn was slightly stunned, and after a little thought, he realized that it was Chongyan who was asking questions to himself through his divine sense. This person has basically not spoken to him since he came to the Guloulan Secret Realm, why did he suddenly ask himself now?

Heijiao Laojun was annoyed by Long Yi, and saw Chongyan's strength, so he didn't raise the bar with him again, but told Chongyan all the information he had about Loulan Ring.

Heavy Smoke groaned slightly and then smiled faintly, "I know where you're looking for." ”