"Because Ning Yi is the little uncle of Shushan. ”

When Qi Rust said this, his eyebrows were raised and he was about to fly, and his expression did not look ostentatious, but he was really proud and proud of it.

Even if he is standing behind him, the so-called Shushan little uncle who will open up the general trend of the world in the future is now just a teenager in the second realm.

He still believes.

And it is extremely believable that Mr. Zhao Rui left the prophecy in the cave.

Ning Yi's expression was in a trance, his heart had never beaten so violently, this was the first time he had seen a cultivator on Shu Mountain.

The moment the young man took over Xu Zang's burden, he didn't feel heavy, he only felt that there was something on his back, but he didn't know what was on his back.

At that moment, Ning Yi had a vague premonition in his heart that he would have to share some weight for Xu Zang in the future.

But it wasn't until the blind man Qi Rust opened his mouth that he didn't know ...... It turned out that the three words of Uncle Xiao, which Xu Zang understated, contained so much weight and responsibility in Shushan's mind.

He lowered his head and stared carefully at the umbrella sword in his hand, the blade of which he swung out, and now closed back into an ordinary umbrella.

Xu Zang said that this sword cost him a lot of silver, and it was very valuable.

Now, Ning Yi finally confirmed what he thought in his heart, and the tip of his nose was a little sour...... couldn't help but shake his head, straightened his spine in the wind, and looked at the group of people opposite.

......

......

Li Bailin's face was very ugly.

He was already very pale, sickly and emaciated.

The third prince is usually happy and angry, just because he is obedient, the biggest enemy, the second prince, is in the eastern realm, even if his hands and eyes are monstrous, the one that can interfere with the western realm is too small, it is just some trivial matters, and it is not a big problem.

Li Bailin's face was gloomy as water, he walked through Wuliang Mountain and Jianhu Palace from a young age, and almost encountered obstacles, even if he went to the Taoist Sect in Xiling, the big men of Sanqing Pavilion also treated each other with courtesy.

The whole Westside knows what he wants!

The Great Sui Emperor is his Laozi, and the throne left to him needs him to grab step by step, but the western border is the territory left to him, the time has come, the place where he came in person, who dares not to bow his head in the several holy mountains in the western border, and what does he want in the western border? !

"Please go back to the Third Highness, all the losses...... Shushan will pay compensation to His Highness afterwards. ”

Li Bailin's fingers were clenched in his sleeves, the bone joints made a slight crackling sound, and the thunderous starlight rolled in his body, this seemingly weak young man, one hand was gently raised, attached to the side of the carriage, and the whole heavy carriage was trembling.

He seemed to be suppressing the extreme anger in his heart.

The thin man in the carriage did not get off the train, he calmly looked at the third prince who was almost out of shape, and said softly: "Your Highness, how to choose?"

The blind man stopped in front of Ning Yi's body with a solemn expression.

Ning Yi didn't quite understand why this blind senior, whose cultivation was obviously much higher than everyone in the field, changed his expression, he was extremely relaxed and freehand before, but now he was like a great enemy.

The knuckles of the third prince were clenched white and blue, and he stared at the young man in front of him angrily, and a certain emotion in his heart was constantly provoked, continued to ferment, and brewed.

If this kid named Ning Yi is the little uncle of Shushan, who has been favored by Zhao Rui, then what is his previous superiority?

What is one's forgiveness and righteousness?

Where did you lose face?

Li Bailin only felt that the words he had said before were like one resounding slap after another under Ning Yi's calm gaze, nakedly fanned in his face.

The boy had always known that the umbrella sword was fine snow.

The young man had already inherited the mantle of Shushan, and he said that his master had passed away...... That person is Zhao Rui!

Li Bailin's pale complexion swelled with a flush, which rose from the root of his neck, spread, and green tendons emerged.

At the end of the carriage, Xu Qingke's voice was pure.

"Anger control. ”

Li Bailin clenched his fists hard and took a deep breath.

"Ning Yi...... You're really, really, nice. ”

Ning Yi looked at the faces of the third prince who were blue because of anger and remained silent.

He didn't understand which string he had touched on the other party, and why the man in front of him was so emotional.

He just looked at each other calmly.

Li Bailin's voice squeezed out word by word, gritted his teeth, and actually laughed: "You successfully played the main hall." ”

In just three or four breaths, the word anger control rolled in Li Bailin's mind no less than a hundred times.

The three princes' green muscles temporarily retreated, and the surging flush slowly unfolded.

The third prince, who was holding one hand on the outer wall of the carriage, regained his composure, and the light breath on his body was as usual, and he patted the dust on the cuffs on both sides left and right.

Everything seems to be back to business as usual.

Xu Qingke, who was sitting in the carriage, closed his eyes again.

Su Ku sighed in his heart.

The three princes of the Great Sui who stood in place lowered their eyebrows.

Then he suddenly raised his head, looked at Ning Yi, and crushed a piece of jade pendant in his hand.

Li Bailin said seriously word by word: "Da Sui can't tolerate you." ”

Between heaven and earth, the stars swayed.

The land is undulating, and the dragon and snake are roaring.

The people of the Little Wuliang Mountain, who were lying in the bricks and tiles of the collapsed walls, looked at the bricks and tiles under them with frightened faces, all of them were crushed by the majestic force, and they rose into the air, and within a radius of one mile, trees rose from the ground.

The whole Ganye Temple.

Every grass, every tree, every brick and tile...... The entire Ganye Temple was grabbed by the magnificent force, like a huge divine hand, breaking out of the ground from the ground.

The blind man frowned, clenched his iron sword in both hands, and plunged it into the ground.

The Great Sui royal family has extremely many and cumbersome taboo methods, just the Great Sui princes who live in Tiandu and the four places, each of them is a cultivation genius with outstanding combat power, not to mention the bloodline of the Taizong lineage of the Three Princes.

Within the royal family, every prince is escorted by a powerful protector in the imperial city.

The piece of jade pendant that Li Bailin crushed was probably connected to the will of a certain big man in the imperial city.

The blind man's face did not move, and he turned his head sideways, thinking that Li Bailin had specially used a very high-level protector...... Just to kill Ning Yi?

The sword weapon was inserted on the ground, barely maintaining the peace of the three-foot range, and the blind man's expression became difficult to see, this great cultivator's strength may have surpassed the realm of the Destiny Star, and his second realm could only protect a three-foot peace.

This peace did not last long.

When the true body of that great cultivator came, he couldn't stop it, and it was just a breath to wipe out Ning Yi.

The sky shook, Ning Yi's mind was dizzy, he clenched the hilt of the umbrella sword with both hands, half-squatted, staring at the sickly and calm third prince.

Li Bailin was condescending, his expression was calm and calm, and there was a hint of madness in the dark pupils that looked at Ning Yi.

The white robe flew in the blazing wind, and the cultivation of the three princes unfolded violently, and his voice spread in the wind.

"The Holy Sons of the Great Holy Mountains are still in the eighth realm. ”

"I, Li Bailin, am already at the peak of the ninth realm, and I can step into the tenth realm at any time, the Dao Sect bows its head, and the holy mountain is surrendered!"

The thin third prince stared at the blind man with a solemn face on the pestle sword, and said in a cold voice: "Qi Rust, how big is the background of the mountain behind your Shu Mountain? Can you beat my father's Great Sui?!"

The blind man silently clutched the rusty iron sword, struggling to keep his sword domain from being directly crushed by the huge grip in the center of the earth.

"If you Shushan refuses to bow your head, I will beat you Shushan to bow your head!"

Li Bailin pressed one hand on the outer wall of the carriage, his thin body stood in the wind, like a god descending from heaven, his pupils turned into brilliant gold, and the blood of the royal family spread, whether it was Su Ku or Qi Rust, they all sensed the huge pressure.

This is the bloodline inheritance of the Terran Race for countless years.

The grip in the center of the earth became more and more majestic, and with the leakage of Li Bailin's bloodline, the dead leaves flying by the entire Ganye Temple were dyed with a faint layer of gold.

The third prince looked at Ning Yi calmly.

He said, "Get on your knees." ”

The cultivators of Xiao Wuliang Mountain and Sword Lake Palace, the thirty-seven ordinary disciples, couldn't bear the huge pressure of their blood veins, as well as the suppression of the Three Princes' own cultivation, and fell to their knees, their bones trembling.

After two breaths, the little Wuliang Mountain Elder who had surpassed Li Bailin's entire great realm and had already reached the tenth realm, his face was flushed, his body was desperately resisting, and finally he couldn't resist the huge pressure of his soul landing and knelt on the ground.

Knock on the Emperor.

Even Su Ku and the blind Qi Rust, who had gone beyond the tenth realm and lit up the life star, also felt the pressure of this royal bloodline.

This is a force to be reckoned with.

The world is dim and the sparks are slim.

Under the Ten Realms, heaven and earth bow down, with only one exception.

A teenager with only the second realm, clenched his fists and slowly stood up.

The faint firelight emanated from the bone flute on his chest, which seemed to be divinity, and it was a surging star flame, swirling around the young man, reflecting Ning Yi like a god descending to earth, and his hair was fluorescent.

Ning Yi didn't speak, he looked at the third prince.

Silence is worth a thousand words.

Countless red gold lines crawled out of his neck, like the reverse scales of a dragon, spreading rapidly, and when he reached his cheeks, Li Bailin's breath was still rising, and his pupils were completely reduced to a brilliant golden color, which was soul-stunning.

Ning Yi's pupils were ordinary black, ordinary to the extreme.

Behind Li Bailin, a huge golden shadow rose and overflowed, and finally condensed an extremely majestic giant scene. The protector who had rushed to the Shu Mountain Realm from the Heavenly Capital Imperial City with incredible means, his body was wrapped in a red golden flame of light, and he jumped high, clasping his hands behind his head, and the thick golden light was stirred by him.

A huge axe that shattered the world.

The blind man was covered with a black cloth, and he could not see the golden light overflowing from the sky, and suddenly grinned.

Behind Ning Yi, a belated black-clothed figure came lazily pacing, but it was only one step and came to Ning Yi's side, and he raised his hand very casually to take over Ning Yi's umbrella sword.

Then came the bottom-up sword.

The fine snow sword spun out and slashed through.