"Flowing and clear. Shallow Dream did not have any scruples, and the cold words seemed a little ethereal, spit out, and echoed in the valley for a long time.

Brush Brush Brush!

The sound echoed, and on the top of the mountains around, figures appeared one after another, flying towards the circle of light.

Song Xiaopeng was a little surprised, but he still quietly followed Qianmeng's side.

Because he saw that among the figures, Qiu Ke, who had met several times, and the Holy Lord of Xiyou, who had met once, appeared.

As soon as the Holy Lord of the West Shadow appeared, he had a powerful momentum and stood out in the crowd.

"Find a chance to leave later, and wait for me at Red Lotus Castle. At this moment, Qianmeng's voice suddenly sounded in Song Xiaopeng's mind, "There will definitely be a big battle here, and your strength is not enough to participate in such a battle." ”

"The king of the dark clan, the goddess is disguised as the inheritor of the galaxy civilization, which is a bit interesting. The old and strong gaze of the Holy Lord of the West Shadow swept over the light dream, and said with a faint smile.

"Lackey of the dark web civilization, you deserve to talk to me like this. "The cold words of the light dream are always so unique.

"You little baby, as the inheritor of the galaxy civilization, you are actually in cahoots with the inheritor of the dark clan, have you forgotten the catastrophe of the Western Shadow Land three years ago?" Since you can enter this aperture, then take the old man in. ”

"Old horseman, we've been fighting for more than three years, and we haven't decided a winner every time, so let's divide the winner today!"

The people around felt this breath and their hearts trembled.

Seeing this, a golden light flashed around his body, and he snorted softly, and those who felt that the breath on Asamu's body was not suitable felt better.

Song Xiaopeng naturally couldn't bear the huge sense of oppression brought by the two, as for being as uncomfortable as others, he didn't.

The Holy Lord of the West Shadow also ignored Song Xiaopeng's retreat, in his opinion, such a person, even if he ran away, he could restrain him with a thought.

At the moment, Asa Dream is his main opponent.

Qiu Ke saw Song Xiaopeng retreating, and approached him intentionally or unintentionally: "Boy, do you want to know about your sister's situation?"

"Qiu Ke, what's wrong with my sister?" Even though he didn't want to face Qiu Ke, but now, since he faced it, Song Xiaopeng had no choice but to bite the bullet and slowly retreat back like others. Moreover, he can't be indifferent to the topic of his sister.

"It's not good, on that land, every day is terrified. ”

"Where?"

"You join us, I tell you. ”

"Then can you expel the dark aura from me?" Song Xiaopeng said loudly when he heard this, and he didn't shy away from anything.

As soon as these words came out, Shi Dongwei, Hua Xiaorong, Tai Zuodui, Xiang Piaopiao and others changed their faces greatly, and they all looked at him vigilantly, treating him as a mortal enemy.

"Naturally, you can. ”

"Then you try?"

"I can't, unless the Holy Lord wins the Dark Clan's Sanbapo Goddess and gets the Liuyu Qingyin. ”

"Yes, I promise you. When Song Xiaopeng heard this, he frowned and said in astonishment.

"That's right!" Qiu Ke smiled and walked quickly to Song Xiaopeng's side, "However, before that, this young master will beat you up first." ”

The moment he saw his figure rise up, Song Xiaopeng's figure had already floated out hundreds of meters.

Although Song Xiaopeng doesn't know much about Qiu Ke, judging from several meetings, he is not a person who plays cards according to common sense at all. The moment his body rioted, he sensed this guy's intentions.

"It's a pity that this time, this young master won't let you escape. Qiu Ke's palm was reversed, and the long sword on his back suddenly became several zhang long.

The speed skyrocketed, and in the blink of an eye, Song Xiaopeng was approaching.

Song Xiaopeng was horrified, the killer lotus leaf that had been prepared in the dantian also appeared out of thin air, turning into a protective wind, doubling his speed and sweeping towards the sky.

When passing through the mountain pass, the phantom shadow of the lotus flower on Song Xiaopeng's body changed, and there was constantly a vision of the lotus flower blooming and withering in an instant. The vision disappeared in the blink of an eye. He also landed in the col and ran wildly.

He did this, naturally, in order to use the tricks he used to deal with Wumo.

Since Qiu Ke is a member of the dark web civilization, his own cultivation attribute hides a dark attribute.

His own lotus clear qi has a considerable restraint effect.

As long as Qiu Ke is tricked, Rao can't be like Wu Mo, and he can be disgusted to death for a while.

Qiu Ke couldn't help laughing when he saw that Song Xiaopeng didn't even dare to meet him, and the speed of Edgeworth's flight did not increase to the extreme, and he kept a distance of thirty meters from Song Xiaopeng.

When he came to the sky above the mountain col, the flying sword under Qiu Ke's feet turned into a streamer and slashed towards the mountain pass.

Qiu Ke laughed: "Boy, just a little bit of true anger, it's too stumbling, right? Come on, come on, this young master has a hand behind his back, let you make thirty moves, beat you violently, and then tell you about your sister's situation. ”

When Song Xiaopeng heard this, he pretended to be panicked, and turned his head to look behind him.

I secretly laughed in my heart, this guy is really arrogant.

I also worried about myself for a while.

If the true qi is exhausted so quickly, it will be too much.

Not to mention that his True Qi opportunity was not depleted much, even if it was, so much dark energy on his body could at least support him to recover the use of his True Qi depletion hundreds of times.

Seeing Qiu Ke plunged into the col, Song Xiaopeng simply stopped and sat on the slope at the other end of the col.

Qiu Ke still didn't notice anything unusual: "Haha, kid, do you want to test the strength of this young master?

"Qiu Ke, you are too shameless, bullying the small. Song Xiaopeng looked at him while observing the surroundings, but unfortunately many people chased after him.

These people are not chasing them, but leaning in this way.

In the distance, outside the white aperture, the light dream and the West Shadow Saint are in the dark.

However, it can still be vaguely seen that the light dream is black like a black dragon, and the Western Shadow Holy Lord is a white tiger phantom.

Qiu Ke laughed and said: "It's not shameless, the people who say I'm shameless, in the end, the young master admires them." ”

"Come, you lackey, admire me. "Song Xiaopeng didn't expect Qiu Ke's brain circuit to be so strange, this guy definitely has the potential to be cheap.

"Lackey? This word really swept the young master's Yaxing, I wanted to play with you, but today the young master decided to beat you for three months and couldn't take care of yourself. Qiu Ke's eyes sank, and his face became hideous.

"Really, then you can use the true qi in your body to see if there is something more in you. Song Xiaopeng got up and patted his buttocks, the speed was several times faster than before, "You watch it slowly, I won't play with you, master." ”

"What do you mean?" Qiu Ke suddenly raised his true qi when he heard this, but the next moment, he noticed that something was wrong, there was a familiar lotus flower in his body.

Qiu Ke staggered, his complexion changed greatly, and he looked at Song Xiaopeng, who had reached the top of the mountain in the distance in the blink of an eye, his face was gloomy, almost dripping, and he scolded viciously: "Little miscellaneous pieces, you actually dare to play tricks on this young master!"