"We will definitely live up to our mission, if the old bald donkey in the Fuhu Holy Land doesn't know each other, then don't blame us for being ruthless. ”

The thunder plasma on the bodies of several Yuheng real people of the Thunder Clan flickered, and the speed skyrocketed, it was a matter of whether the Thunder Clan could have one more supreme to suppress the clan movement, how dare they not take it to heart.

Just as dozens of monks were chasing the old monk of the Tiger Holy Land, a floating light quickly swept past everyone's side with a thunderous momentum, and the speed was beyond the reach of the dust.

Who is it?

The three Yuheng real people of the Thunder Clan were taken aback, they had such a speed when they used the Thunder Clan's secret method, but under the fanning of the spirit wings behind that person, they were even several times faster than them, and they were almost about to catch up with the old bald donkey of the Buddha Gate.

"Wind and fire wings, it's the Qingxia Ancient Emperor Martial Emperor!"

Emperor Yunxiao had shined brightly before, and he was no stranger to many monks who fought against the golden armor corpse of the Mixed Yuan Daomen.

"Quick, go and report to Lord Fei Qianji, there is another emperor interfering!"

The old swordsman of the Zhenshi Sword Domain saw Emperor Yunxiao go straight to the small world seed, and his heart was anxious, once this thing fell into the hands of the emperor, the possibility of wanting to snatch it again plummeted.

The news of the birth of the seed of the small world spread, and the vast and vicissitudes of life attracted many living beings and moths to fight the fire, which was a heavy treasure that the first-class great sects had to snatch with the power of their sects.

Di Yunxiao's body was like electricity, the spirit wings behind him were fanning wildly, and the wind on both sides was whistling, and his cheeks were a little painful.

"Emperor Wu Huang, you are quite fast, but unfortunately, under the flying sword of my sect, your wind and fire wings can only follow behind and eat ashes. ”

Suddenly, a violent sonic boom sounded in his ears, and he didn't know when the Sword Domain Emperor Fei Qianji appeared beside him.

I saw that he stepped on a silver flying sword, and the three flying swords in front of him opened the way, dividing the airflow to both sides.

Reciting the spell silently, the corners of Fei Qianji's mouth smiled indifferently, and the speed of the flying sword under his feet increased by three points, and the old monk of the Fuhu Holy Land was only a few dozen zhang away from him.

"Fei Qianji, are you only going to show off like this? That silver flying sword is the magic weapon of a certain Dao Monarch in the Sword Domain, you are just urging the Dao Monarch to leave a means, really relying on yourself, do you think you can chase God Yunxiao?"

Above his head, a shadow hung down, and Emperor Yunxiao raised his head suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

Jiang Xuewei, the emperor daughter of the Thunder Clan, was standing on a thunder beast with wings dancing wildly at the moment, compared to the best efforts of Emperor Yunxiao and Fei Qianji, she seemed much calmer.

There is no way, who can summon thunder winged beasts from the thunder realm, this kind of flying bird can't fight, but the flight speed is as fast as lightning, and it is no slower than the flying sword controlled by Fei Qianji.

"Do you want to come up?"

Jiang Xuewei stretched out her slender finger and invited Di Yunxiao to get close, which made Fei Qianji, who gritted his teeth and drove the flying sword on the side, almost passed in one breath and failed to come back.

Was he dazzled?

Jiang Xuewei is the emperor daughter of the Thunder Clan, the pinnacle fairy among the young generation of female monks sought after by the heavens and all worlds, although it was rumored that she was in harmony with the Qingxia Emperor Emperor Yunxiao Qinse, but they were only a joke.

Even if the selection of the Daoist companion of the Thunder Clan Emperor is not a trivial matter, those super giants of the Thunder Clan have their own considerations, how can they tolerate the Emperor Daughter's own decision-making.

But now it looks like they were all wrong!

The devouring eyes were fixed on Di Yunxiao's body, and it was rare for Emperor Yunxiao's old face to turn red.

He dared to fight with the five-tailed demon fox, but at this moment, facing the emperor's face that was not a trace of dirt, he surprisingly became a little unable to let go, and he cowered and laughed twice, but he didn't dare to go up after all.

The three cold gazes behind Guy Yin scraped around like blades, and the three Yuheng real people of the Thunder Clan performed their secret techniques, and they happened to hear the invitation of the emperor and the maiden.

"This, that, forget it! Thank you for the emperor's kind invitation, there is something else, and the emperor will definitely be invited to Qingxia Sect to witness the ceremony of this sect later. ”

Hearing this, although Jiang Xuewei blushed a little annoyed, and glared at Di Yunxiao hatefully, she didn't do anything out of the ordinary, which made the three elders of the Thunder Clan breathe a sigh of relief.

After finishing speaking, Emperor Yunxiao took a breath, and under the pair of wind and fire wings behind him, the second team of wings suddenly extended, and the thunder flickered and flew out for several miles, instantly surpassing the real giant of the Buddha Sect.

Two pairs of spirit wings, how is this possible!

Including the imperial daughter Jiang Xuewei, her expression was very shocking.

After the monk enters the Vientiane Realm, he can condense mana and turn it into spiritual wings and soar into the sky.

But the number of spirit wings is only one pair, and even if it is a Dao Monarch or even a supreme giant, no one can say that they can transform two pairs of spirit wings with their own bodies.

In an instant, Fei Qianji and the others gasped one by one.

"Isn't it a flying magic weapon, after being fused into one's body, a pair of magic weapon spirit wings are derived from the back, rather than a second pair of spirit wings simply opened up with one's own mana?"

After being thrown away by Emperor Yunxiao, the three Yuheng real people of the Thunder Clan looked at each other and stopped, and one of them opened his mouth to speculate, but it caused the emperor and Fei Qianji to shake their heads.

"Are you waiting to be blind in this hall? That is clearly a pure spirit wing, if it is a magic weapon, it will definitely use some carriers, I didn't expect this emperor Yunxiao's hidden means to emerge in such an endless stream!"

Fei Qianji's expression flickered blue and white, and a group of their old emperors had all underestimated Emperor Yunxiao.

Where is this son at the bottom of the pseudo-emperor, it is clearly a hideous giant crocodile lurking under the aquatic grass, and only when attacking and killing prey will he show his exaggerated fangs.

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After surpassing that Buddhist real person in one fell swoop, Di Yunxiao's figure stopped, and he directly faced the Buddhist master.

"Master, hand over the seeds of the small world, Senior Brother Hidden Law is not here, you definitely can't keep it!"

Hearing this, the old monk wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and clasped his hands together:

"Amitabha, Your Majesty Emperor Wu, you are in an alliance with the Buddha, why do you want to come to block the old man?

The old monk's face was embarrassed, and he didn't expect that the first to catch up with him would be Qingxia's young master.

Faced with the old monk's criticism, Di Yunxiao did not defend himself, shrugged his shoulders and made way for the way, as if he was really stumped by the covenant.

Seeing this, the old monk's breath stagnated, he couldn't guess Di Yunxiao's thoughts, but he didn't dare to delay, and drove the Wei Tuo stick to frantically drill into the hundred zhang trees below.

After more than a dozen breaths, a group of monks who were chasing the old monk crossed the emperor clouds, and their expressions were treacherous.

"Why do you want to let him go, the old bald donkey is holding a small world seed in his hand!"

Fei Qianji controlled the silver flying sword and fell, and asked Di Yunxiao in a condensed voice, did he think that Di Yunxiao could not do the old monk of the Fuhu Holy Land.

Emperor Yunxiao rolled his eyelids and said in a deep voice: "Why, how can my Qingxia Ancient Sect act, but I still have to report to the Chaos Heaven Holy Land." Fei Qianji, if you have time to talk to me, you might as well go after that person. ”

When Jiang Xuewei passed by his side, she also cast a puzzled look, but there was no hint of reproach.