"Say, who are you?"

In the quiet green mountains, the ruthless emperor's cold questioning voice echoed, and the slightest killing intent caused the grass around him to wither, the streams froze, and the void seemed to be darkened.

The smile on Chen Xiaoming's face gradually retracted, but he didn't know how to speak, he thought about it slightly, and faced the woman with the mask in front of him, in his heart, I don't know why, there was a trace of weakness.

After sorting out his language, Chen Xiaoming looked at the ruthless emperor and slowly spoke.

"I once passed by a place and saw a little girl with pigtails, patched clothes, and even small shoes with holes in her toes, crying goodbye to a teenager and a group of people."

"Then the little girl was so stupid as she stood guard near the altar."

As he spoke, he looked at the ruthless emperor, and saw that the latter's jade hand holding his shoulder trembled slightly, obviously disturbed.

"The little girl herself didn't know how long she had been guarding, spring went to winter, and she kept waiting until one day, when she saw many people returning, including the people she wanted to see, and she ran forward desperately, but only saw the bones of the young man."

"She was forcibly pulled away, she couldn't even look at it more, she cried, but no one paid attention, as if she was the only one left between heaven and earth."

The jade hand holding his shoulder loosened slightly, and the killing intent that diffused gradually subsided, Chen Xiaoming showed a hint of joy, and was about to say something, when he saw a cold light piercing and pressed against his throat.

Looking up, he saw that the eyes of the ruthless emperor were extremely cold at this moment, Chen Xiaoming was stunned, his excuse was very good, what was wrong?

"Boom, boom, boom."

Just when Chen Xiaoming was puzzled, the void around Qingshan was instantly blocked, and the five figures joined forces, and they were all white-haired old men, with amazing divine power, and their eyes were burning at Chen Xiaoming and the ruthless emperor.

"You go first, I'll cut it off."

Chen Xiaoming's figure flashed, directly blocking in front of the ruthless emperor, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes, these five people looked at the momentum, although they did not reach the strength of the third layer of Sendai Dao King, but their strength was also the peak in the second layer of Sendai.

Such people are generally called old immortals and living fossils, and after living for a long time, their strength is much stronger than that of an ordinary holy lord.

There was a trace of hesitation in the eyes of the ruthless emperor who pointed at Chen Xiaoming with the immortal sword, and looking at Chen Xiaoming's actions just now, the coldness in his eyes gradually receded.

However, it is an extra look like a fool. She goes first? These people are targeting you.

"Hahaha, don't waste your efforts, you can't run away. There are countless old guys looking for you in this Zhao realm. ”

One of the old men laughed loudly, his eyes were glowing, staring at Chen Xiaoming deadly, his longevity was short, and now the only hope was in Chen Xiaoming.

Being watched by these five white-haired old men, especially the heat in their eyes, made Chen Xiaoming's tiger body shocked, and he always felt a little weird.

"Huh."

At this moment, the figure of the ruthless emperor moved, and the fairy sword in his hand turned, and a brilliant sword flew out, shattering the void and attacking towards one of the old men.

The sword shines brightly, the sky descends the Dao seal, the color is steaming, the sky is rumbling, and the fairy flowers are falling, turning into endless swords, shrouding the white-haired old man, and the power is amazing.

"Do it."

The old man who was shrouded by the sword, an ancient mirror appeared in his hand, the ancient mirror hung in the air, reflecting all things, and the scorching Tianyang True Flame diffused from the ancient mirror, and in an instant, the heaven and earth were shrouded in flames, turning into an endless fire domain, and the void was burned by fire.

True Flame and Jian Mang confronted each other, and when the other four saw it, they didn't hesitate, they shot directly and attacked the ruthless emperor together.

"Huh? Am I being ignored? ”

Seeing the four of them besieging the ruthless emperor, Chen Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes showed anger, really thinking that he had no combat power at all?

As soon as the main body of the green wood tree moved, the golden fruit on it trembled, the strength of the peak of the dragon in the body exploded, and the endless space divine light enveloped Chen Xiaoming, and a set of silver armor appeared on Chen Xiaoming's body.

In the past three months, Chen Xiaoming's bloodline origin has not recovered, and he can't use it easily, but this doesn't mean that his strength has not improved.

Douluo's cultivation was a condensed first-level divine fruit, and with his strength at the moment, he would not dare to fight an old immortal on the second layer of Sendai.

The divine armor that has never been used makes Chen Xiaoming look a little more powerful at this moment.

"Huh."

The figure flashed, the void under his feet was disillusioned, and Chen Xiaoming rushed towards the old man who confronted the sword, just as the so-called taking advantage of your illness will kill you. The opponent is outnumbered, and only by killing one person first can the tide of the battle be turned around.

The original spear was left in the Douluo plane as a inheritance, so at this moment Chen Xiaoming could only rely on his fists.

"Boom."

A punch blasted out, the void behind Chen Xiaoming opened, and ten golden auras turned into visions, shrouding towards the white-haired old man, the bright divine light shone, and above Chen Xiaoming's fist shadow, layers of apertures exploded.

White, yellow, purple, black, red, gold, the six color apertures rotated rapidly, shattering the surrounding void, and then instantly merged into one, turning into an extremely bright fist light, hitting the white-haired old man.

The void shattered, the gods wailed, visions abounded, and the fist light seemed to contain a vast world.

The white-haired old man who was trying his best to resist the sword was shocked, the divine light in his body surged, and the ancient mirror true flame in his hand turned into a match and greeted him.

"Boom."

Where they collided, the true flame of the sun erupted, turning the void into a sea of fire, and the sea of fire surged, wanting to extinguish the light of the fist.

"Broken."

The divine light in Chen Xiaoming's body surged, and the ten brilliant golden auras instantly expanded, as if they had turned into small worlds, sprinkling endless light, and in an instant, echoing with the fist light, suppressing the true flame of the sun.

Chen Xiaoming seized the opportunity, connected the void under his feet, and with a move of his right hand, the ten golden auras in the vision behind him instantly flew into his hand, and the ten golden auras merged into one, turning into a purple-gold diamond bracelet, which was engraved with the order and law of the Great Dao, and even more with a trace of silver light.

"Go."

Aimed at the ancient mirror of the white-haired old man, he threw it out directly, and the purple-gold diamond bracelet flew away, silently, the void could not be accommodated, and the sword could not hurt its intentions, as if it came from the other side of the heavens and all worlds, and it was disillusioned.

"Not good."

By the time the white-haired old man noticed it, it was already too late, and with an exclamation in his mouth, a sense of crisis poured into his heart, and he hurriedly hooked the ancient mirror hanging above his head, and the true flame of the sun erupted, forming a layer of flame protection.

"Bang."

With a soft sound, the purple-gold diamond bracelet smashed on the ancient mirror through the Sun True Flame, the void was shattered, and the Sun True Flame that formed the defense revealed a corner, slightly stagnant, Chen Xiaoming was wearing a silver figure, and the six-colored divine light was condensed on his right fist, and when the void was disillusioned, he had already smashed on the head of the white-haired old man with a fist.

"Bang." The divine light bloomed, and the terrifying power transmitted through the shattered head to the white-haired old man's body, extinguishing his vitality.

"Huhu.....".

Killing one person, Chen Xiaoming gasped for breath as he dispersed the Sun True Flame on his divine armor.

There was just a hint of self-satisfaction in his eyes, and he saw that in the battlefield on the other side, the ruthless emperor was pierced in the shoulder with a sword, and blood was scattered in the sky.