A smile appeared on his pale face, and he hoped he could hold on.

"That's enough!" Chang Fengqing roared angrily, and the majestic momentum shocked the other nine people.

"My six families have fallen peerless masters, and almost all the people and horses who have entered the void realm have been wiped out, and all the treasures will be picked by us first!"

The monks of the three realms hidden in the light were silent, their power was the weakest, and they did not have an advantage in numbers, so they had no right to speak at all, so they could only hope that Xuan Yi would be able to make a different voice.

"Have the six great families been divided?" Xuan Yi said lightly.

When the flowers fall, everyone looks at each other, and they all know that it is impossible to want the other party to give up.

"Detain him first, I don't know how far that saint war has gotten, and it can't be delayed any longer, so as not to change!"

"These old things!" Xiao Yao scolded secretly, and it was time to do it again.

Mo Xiaodao's face was solemn, "It's over!"

Someone made a move, and the whole body was moved, and ten people shot out together, wanting to suppress the two, and also with selfish intentions, they wanted to detain people first.

The majestic true qi was like a waterfall approaching, and Xiaoyao was already seriously injured, and he retreated again and again after being impacted, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Several rays of light flashed, containing runes, and they approached Xiaoyao and Mo Xiaodao devastatingly, and before they really collided, the two flew sideways backwards.

At the same time, there were two monks hidden in the light, without revealing their true bodies, and leaned out two swords to pierce the Divine Sea, leaving no room at all.

This is a situation that cannot be escaped, and I want to abolish the two.

Xiaoyao's face was pale, he clenched the tip of his tongue, and the true qi in the sea of gods went upstream, wanting to hit the mark in the center of his eyebrows, and the wine was dragged by the saint, this was his only way to survive.

"Lao Tzu will not let you go if he is a ghost, old thing, the master will avenge the apprentice!" Mo Xiaodao roared wildly, very unwilling to accept such a situation.

Everything was too unexpected, and I wondered if there was a saint born and dragged the wine up.

At that moment, the air suddenly froze, and the two people flying upside down in the air suddenly froze as if they had been immobilized.

The two swords that stabbed straight out stopped alive outside the free body, and it was difficult to advance an inch. Chang Fengqing, Wei Wuyuan and the others were like puppets, motionless.

Heaven and earth seemed to be completely still, and there was no more waves.

Chang Fengqing, Wei Wuyuan, Feng Gong and other ten people, each of them had their pupils widened, and the depths of their eyes were extremely frightened, and they wanted to say something, but they were stuck in their throats.

"What's the matter, could it be that Yuanzun's mark is powerful?" "No! The mark is obviously still there, and it hasn't had time to urge it yet!"

His back was cold, this kind of mutation was too terrifying, and in this situation, he couldn't even urge the last hole card, the mark left by Yuan Zun!

Mo Xiaodao was hanging upside down in the sky, quite funny, constantly cursing in his heart, constantly calling for wine.

In this way, all people are born for several breaths.

Then, a tall figure bathed in the light of this avenue was walking over step by step.

Everyone's afterglow was full of shock, this was definitely an unimaginable existence, no weaker than the appearance of Changfeng Wuji just now.

The aura under the feet of the person came, and one step out was like teleportation, and one could not breathe and changed to the front of Xiaoyao.

Xiaoyao was terrified, looking at the light and shadow, his heart was beating faster, his head was about to explode, and he had a feeling like he was heading towards the avenue, and it was difficult to bear the slightest coercion.

Still still, speechless, every breath is a great torture for Xiaoyao.

"His uncle, who is this?" Xiaoyao secretly slandered in his heart, and he couldn't figure out what he meant.

Which terrifying existence seemed to be looking at Xiaoyao, from head to toe, when he saw the hairpin on the bun, the light of the avenue all over his body shook, and the momentum that could be compared to the sky suddenly soared, like a tide.

Xiaoyao's body cracked, his bones thumped, and he felt a sense of wind and rain, as if he was about to be destroyed at any time.

"It's over, it's the enemy!" Xiaoyao regretted it immensely, if he had known that the mark would be activated, there would not be so many things.

The next two breaths, just when Xiaoyao could no longer support it, and was about to collapse, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds from his divine sea, like a low roar, and like a chant, as if they had come from nine heavens, and they were actually resisting the coercion of the comers.

"Huh!" the visitor sighed softly, and there was surprise in his tone.

Then, he shattered the space, threw Mo Xiaodao with one hand, and restrained the seriously injured and dying Xiao Yao across the void with the other.

The moment he left, the top ten masters were relieved and fell to the ground, as strong as the Tao, they were all in a cold sweat, and there was a deep sense of jealousy in the depths of their eyes.

At night, on a lonely island, surrounded by the endless sea, the stars hang low, quite quiet.

Lying on a huge rock, he slowly opened his eyes, subconsciously stroked the wounds on his body, and all of them healed and disappeared.

"Where is this?"

He looked around, a strange feeling, and what still came to his mind was that he had been frozen by an incomparably terrible figure, and that he was about to explode by the coercion, and then he passed out.

Suddenly, he was all twitched, because he saw a back, and he knew at a glance which person it was, although he no longer bathed in the light of the avenue, but that feeling would not be fake, like looking at the abyss!

Forcibly calmed down for a few moments, and now he is more and more unsure whether he is friend or foe, and he has moved his true qi to the center of his eyebrows, ready to activate the mark left by Yuan Zun at any time

"Who are you?" said Xiaoyao.

The man still turned his back to Xiaoyao, and let out a cold snort, "Who am I?" and then slowly turned his head to look at him, his eyes were blazing, there was indescribable wisdom, and he was full of invisible oppression!

When he saw the true face of this terrifying person, he instantly understood!

The man in front of him is tall, wearing a gray robe, and his temperament is proud and majestic, but he looks middle-aged, but he has a terrifying cultivation, I'm afraid he is not weaker than wine!

But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that his face is similar to Qi Yu!

Speechless, he figured it all out, and only one argument worked.

Silent for two breaths, Xiaoyao was stared at uncomfortably, and arched his hand: "Thank you for the city lord's life-saving grace!"

"Do you know who I am?"

"Of course, Yu'er Na Nizi...", halfway through his words, he hurriedly stopped his mouth, feeling that something was wrong, and immediately glanced at Qi Yu's father's expression.

Sure enough, a generation of saints Qi Changkong, the dignified city lord's mansion carrying the handle, the figure who walked out of the Tianzhao Dynasty, at this time, his brows were twisted into a Sichuan character, his face was pale, and there was a dangerous aura in his majestic eyes.

A cold sweat broke out, and he finally knew why this terrifying existence had targeted him so much not long ago.

He opened his lips several times, trying to explain something, but he consciously closed his mouth!

What to explain? What is there to explain? Why?

After a long time, he held back his monstrous anger and said coldly, "If you hadn't left Aoki to Yu'er, I would have been separated by thousands of miles of space just now, and a look would have wiped you out!"

Xiaoyao's scalp was numb, he believed, completely believed what Qi Changkong said.

"Could it be that he already knows everything about me and Qi Yu?" he asked himself in his heart.

Then Qi Changkong spoke again, his tone was still so cold, very hostile to Yaoyao. "You are bold enough to dare to kill so many young masters of the Sage family. ”

Xiaoyao grinned, estimating that Qi Changkong would not do anything to himself, so he couldn't help but be close to it, and said, "They stopped me from saving Yu'er, of course I can't spare it!"

"Save the rain, you're pretty good at putting gold on your face!"

"When I don't know anything?"

Qi Changkong glared at Yaoyao, undisguised his hostility.

"Father-in-law doesn't seem to like me very much!" Xiaoyao smiled lewdly, secretly slandering.

"You can't stay in Feixian Ridge, after today, you will be endlessly chased by which families, no one can stop you!"

Xiaoyao did not speak, did not deny, it was true.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Senior, what about the people who were with me just now?"

"Think about your own situation, the master is a generation of saints, whoever dares to touch him is very safe now!"

Xiaoyao thought that the stone had fallen, and then asked, "Where is the rain?"

Qi Changkong sneered and said, "Do you remember her?"

Xiaoyao's mind was full of black lines, and he smiled.

Then there was a long silence.

Qi Changkong's expression seemed to be a little complicated, and he said to himself, "You should know the identities of me and Yu'er, right?"

Nodding carelessly.

"We will eventually return to the Dongyuan Tianzhao Dynasty, two years at the earliest, ten years at the latest. ”

Xiaoyao still nodded, not speaking, he knew that there was a twist.

"The dynasty arranged a marriage for Yu'er, it was decided by the higher-ups, and I have tried my best to delay it, but ten years is the deadline. ”

At this, his expression became angry, and then a little helpless.

He paused for a moment, then frowned and said, "Was it forced by the Tianzhao Dynasty?"

"Yes, it's not, there are too many factors in this, it is related to Yu'er's physique and bloodline, even if I am a saint, I can't completely disobey the decision of the dynasty, I can only delay it again and again, and seek a way to solve it. ”

Xiaoyao's eyes turned cold, no matter when this marriage was decided, but Qi Yu is his woman, so he must take care of it!

"Ten years, senior, what do you mean?" Xiaoyao calmed down and asked, presumably Qi Changkong already had a plan, otherwise he wouldn't have said so much.

"You dare, you willing, make a pact with me. Qi Changkong's eyes looked directly at Xiaoyao, blazing, and seemed to be able to see through his soul and thoughts.

Xiaoyao raised his head, his eyes were clear, and he looked at him without the slightest stage fright.

He has seen all the gods, and he is still afraid of the saints?

The eyes directly expressed their position, this agreement is mostly related to marriage, without the slightest hesitation, even if it is a knife into the sea of fire.