"Ahh

It was not a loud sound, but it was more and more harsh in everyone's ears.

"Formation"

Xiaoyaozi thrust the sword in his hand into the ground and closed his eyes.

In addition to Nalan Fengde and Mu Qing Hou Yanyue, there was also Qin Wudao, who was already dying, standing or sitting aside.

The people who came from the waste capital were all centered on Xiaoyaozi and surrounded by the pattern of Tai Chi.

At this time, Li Bu walked towards Xiao and asked.

"Sir, Master has asked me to protect you thoroughly. Li Bu said this and looked at the group behind him.

Li Bu, who usually likes to laugh, also began to look solemn.

Smile and laugh, just because it's time to part.

The six-winged Vermilion Bird in the sky is like a ten-winged Vermilion Bird, and the Vermilion Bird can't even look at the big array that Xiaoyaozi knots.

Nalan Fengde knew in his heart why the people in the abandoned capital would come to help him, but it was just for the sake of Xiao Wendao's face, or the love of Xiao Qishan, who is now in the demon clan and is in the "first-class prince".

In the final analysis, they are the people of the "cold door" after all, the people of the "cold door" who collapsed after only a few decades of existence.

They are Xiao Tianyue's protégés, in fact, even he didn't know that Xiaoyaozi would come, nor did he know that Xiao Tianyue and Xiaoyaozi had a peaceful relationship.

Even if he knew that it was a dead end, he stepped in without looking back.

"Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. ”

Listening to the words of the Taoist ancestor in Xiaoyaozi's mouth.

In an instant, Xiao asked as if he was out of the world, and the "Three Lives Technique" he learned in the "Xuanxian Mansion", the three children with human appearances, demon appearances, and demon appearances.

One life, one death, one nature.

One sky, one earth, one freedom.

A fairy, a ghost, and a self.

No one has self, no god has no merit, and a saint has no name.

As soon as he thought of the heaven-shattering opportunity, Xiao Wenwen opened his eyes suddenly.

"You! The more I look at it, the more confused I become. ”

Shennong said a word, then yawned, and there was no sound.

Just when the sword formation of Xiaoyaozi broke through the sky, the little fox was empty like a five-colored cloud, floating into the sky.

"Ten-Tailed Sky Fox, how can this demon clan have such a cultivated senior. ”

Mu Qinghou let out a deep sigh and pulled everyone towards the sky.

At this time, the sky was like a colorful cloud covering the sky, and the huge body pounced on the ten-winged Suzaku.

For a while, the mountains and rivers waved, this was the first time Xiao Wendao saw the ruthlessness of the emptiness, and changed the meekness and playfulness of the past.

The ten-winged Vermilion Bird still fell to the wind, and a phoenix roared, showing a trace of poignant sound, but in the pupils that were as red as flames in the sky, there was no trace of pity.

The ten tails behind the empty body restrained Suzaku, but it was just a bite and bit Suzaku's neck.

The flames dissipated, and a vermilion jade-like crystal fell.

"Click"

Listening to the voice, the spirit stone that the Vermilion Bird turned into was a little harder.

At the moment when Kongkong jumped into the air, Xiao Wendao silently calculated in his heart that Kongkong could defeat this Suzaku in a few breaths, and he knew that he still underestimated Kongkong's strength.

I thought it would take fifty breaths, but it was the opposite, but it was only fifteen breaths.

Just as Kongkong fell from the sky, when he stood on Xiao Wenwen's shoulder, he kept thinking about a question, who Kongkong was.

Is it a follower of the demon clan's "Immortal Sage" Suo Yang, or is it the "enemy" of the "Immortal Realm" known as the Jade Emperor?

With the strength of the empty space, it should not appear here.

This is called the "mortal world" by Shennong.

Xiao asked, a good Xiao asked. ”

A yin body voice fell from the sky.

No one knew where the Human Emperor Xia Yuanmo was, but he didn't have to think about it to understand that he was definitely not in a good mood at this time.

Xiao asked, do you know what my destiny is. ”

At this time, Xiao asked and raised the corners of his mouth again and said, "Self-proclaimed human emperor, Ziwei Xing." ”

"The people of the world choose the stars of life. Ziwei Xing, not to mention millions, can be called the emperor, only me. But I'm not Ziwei Star after all, don't I have the emperor's destiny? My life star is the Seven Killing Stars, but I still become the Human Emperor. You can see why. The human emperor Xia Yuanmo spoke eloquently, and he also heard his grandeur and frivolity.

Xiao asked and listened quietly, not saying a word.

"I never believed in fate. If there is a hit, there must be one, and if there is no hit, I will force it. Changing my life against the sky, I will go against the sky since I was born at the end of Xia Yuan. Tonight, too, I will rebel against the heavens. ”

At the end of Xia Yuan, the word "against the sky" bit very hard. Resolute words, a kingly spirit, soared into the sky.

"Against the sky. Nalan Fengde gently spit out these four words, and then continued: "Since the human emperor wants to go against the sky, then I will also go against the sky." ”

"A reckless man, if you hadn't killed your father back then, wouldn't it be your turn to be the second martial artist of Tianwu? "The words of the human emperor Xia Yuanmo made a lot of noise.

Xiao Wenwen hurriedly looked at Nalan Cicada beside her, only to see her teeth biting her pale red lower lip, faintly white. But in the end, there are no emotional fluctuations.

"The old things, mention it again at this time, don't you think it's too late, Your Majesty the Emperor. Naranfonde said, his eyes cold, and he looked at the imperial city not far away.

"Late! I don't think it's too late. The Emperor Xia Yuanmo ridiculed.

"Why did I kill my father back then, wasn't it a gift from His Majesty the Emperor! My father was a protégé of King Hanmen Yue back then, and if he didn't die, the entire Nalan family would have to be buried with him. I also know that if he doesn't die, you won't let go of the Nalan family! You just want me to remember that if people's hearts are like clean clothes, you can keep the Nalan family safe. And in order to change your life against the sky, you did not hesitate to kill the brother of the righteous knot Jinlan who made great contributions to you, and did not hesitate to rob the woman of Yi Mubai, the first martial artist in Tianwu. Do you change your life against the sky, or lose your conscience, and have your own heavenly way to deal with it. Naranfonde finished talking about the old things that were unknown back then.

It's like shaking off an old baggage, and everything in the baggage is rolling on the ground.

A few words brought this group back to the days of the ninth year of Thailand.

At this time, most of the people who stayed here were people who had experienced the "old cold case" of the year, for example, Li Cang'er.

Li Cang'er, who was weak, held a narrow sword and pestled it on the ground. A breeze blew Li Cang'er's clothes lightly.

"The end of Xia Yuan. ”

Li Cang'er shouted the name of the human emperor in a low voice.

"Do you want to ask where Xiao Kongqing is? Human Emperor Xia Yuanmo shouted lightly.

Xiao Kongqing, Xiao Tianyue's only daughter, even his sword is named "Kongqing".

Who in the world doesn't know that King Xiao Yue's favorite thing is his little daughter, and after the old case of the poor family, there is no news.

"She's still alive. ”

Alive, a deep smile rose on the corner of Li Cang'er's shriveled mouth, like a sharp sword, deeply engraved at the corner of his mouth.

"Where is she. ”

"It's easy. You killed Naranfond for me, and I will make you join her. ”

The smile that was still on the corner of Li Cang'er's mouth slowly faded.

He turned and looked at Naranfonde, an imperceptible murderous aura appearing on his shriveled face.

Naranfonde frowned and raised his sword.

At this moment of tension, only a voice was heard, "Slow." ”

I saw a middle-aged man holding a six or seven-year-old girl in his hand.