Stunned, Mahal surged into countless inferences and speculations, all of which were eventually denied one by one. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info It wasn't until he turned around in his heart that he was shocked by a strange guess, and felt that there was a glimmer of possibility, but this glimmer of possibility, was directly extinguished, and Mehal was unwilling to think deeply about it.

He would rather believe that the Alien Immortal Dao, the supreme son of destiny, paid attention to him for the Demon God Ancient Tower, the Thermal Energy Essence Blood, the Sword Dao Imprint, or his inheritance.

It's just that the inheritance of his body can make the Son of Destiny pay attention?

Just like the family masters of the Northern Holy Court, they know that he is a son of the times, a giant among demons, and there are infinite possibilities for future growth, but why, if you say give up, you will give him up?

The answer is naturally in the eyes of the strong, those who have not grown up are just ants after all.

Even if he has a great inheritance of luck and can't even be plundered by outsiders, but a great existence of such a level as the Son of Destiny, if he really wants to make a move, who in the world can stop him?

Who is there to stop him?

"My first enemy in this life that I have sworn to kill is already close at hand, how can I think of anything else?" Mehal roared, and for a moment, his eyes burst with a terrifying scarlet aura, and the color of blood was surging.

Guess what's true or false?

What if the light of the divine dream imprisoned him and abolished him? If he didn't reach a certain level, what qualifications did he have to confirm and intervene in these things? Compared to the White Dragon Dao Continent in front of him, the White Dragon Dao Monarch, everything has to give way, and everything has to be sidelined, and there is nothing more important than the matter in front of him.

Mahal gradually regained his composure from his hideousness!

The appearance of Dillon's master, although it has added several mysteries to McHal, has also solved the reason why Maihar was targeted by Dillon's six gates, and there is already a lot less trouble.

Mehal continued on his way, heading for a city with a teleportation array in the far reaches of the wasteland.

"Choke!"

"Ding!"

"Boom!"

Bursts of blades collided, and the sound of fighting resounded through the void. The tremors were a hundred and ten miles in circumference, moving and still, and the destructive fluctuations caused by them spread far and wide, and they were transmitted into Mehal's perception.

This kind of fight, along the way, I have seen it no less than dozens of times, and it is commonplace.

Vendettas, robberies, assassinations, and strong men with all kinds of reasons are fighting each other. For such a thing, Mahal on the march, took a little detour, avoided the battlefield of the strong, did not interfere, but did not want to get involved, even if he was not afraid of the strong in battle.

If you meet once, you have to intervene once, what is the way of Mehal?

However, this time, it was obviously a little different, with the rumbling roar and impact, the terrifying fluctuations caused by the fight gradually broke into the direction of Mehal's travel, getting closer and closer.

Until Mehal, he could clearly see on the horizon in the distance, a tattered brown-haired young man was jumping in disarray, with the dexterous steps of a monkey, rushing towards this place. The sword in his hand, from time to time, swung out to the back, mixed with fighting energy, suddenly destroying fluctuations.

Not the Count!

And behind the fleeing young man, a cold killer wrapped in a black robe was wielding a short dagger, following the young man like a shadow, giving a fatal blow at any time.

One chase and one escape, as fast as lightning.

"The killer has done it to your level, it's not a shame!" "The brown-haired young man shouted as he rushed, "The sneak attack didn't kill your son-in-law, and now you still want to kill me, so go back!"

"Failure?" the grim figure in the black robe sneered, "If it weren't for the protective Xuanqing Jade, you would be dead by now, but it's not much worse!"

"Boom!"

The dagger burst through the air, bringing a deadly roar and splashing with blasting cold light.

The frightened brown-haired young man shuddered, rushed forward frantically, scolding in his heart, and soon, he also saw a young man standing on the wilderness road, with silver star long hair dancing wildly, his eyes were red, extremely cold, with a certain terrifying atmosphere, in a trance, he seemed to see a bloody man stepping on the sea of corpses and blood.

"Your Excellency, get out of the way, or your life will be ruined!" the brown-haired young man shouted.

The reaction was so fast, only in an instant, he didn't show the silver-haired young man's anger for the first time, nor did he ask for help like a passerby, let alone express other meanings, just a kind reminder.

"Block him, I am willing to give out 10,000 high-grade fruit spirit stone crystals!"

And the black-robed killer in the back shouted and opened his mouth, and the price code was opened, and even if he was passing by in front, even if he was an earl, for the sake of 10,000 high-grade big fruit spirit stone crystals, he didn't mind blocking the young man.

As long as he stops it, he will have a chance to wipe out this ant!

Anyway, he is also the killer of the ninefold peak of the Golden Core Realm, facing a Golden Core Sixfold Heaven, he has an absolute advantage in combat power, if it weren't for the fact that this person has a treasure to protect himself, he would have fallen here by now.

But, he was wrong!

"Whew!"

The flowing stars, the sword light that runs through the sky, are fleeting.

The black-robed figure that was originally running fell to the ground heavily, and in shock, it burst out with scarlet and dazzling blood, and in an instant, it permeated the surroundings, and the powerful aura directly fell to the ground.

"Dead?"

The brown-haired young man muttered, suddenly looked at the silver-haired young man who made a snap of his fingers, couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and wiped out the peak of the golden core with one finger, the young man with an inexplicable breath in front of him, could it be a deep earl?

Killing a golden core is just a matter of a snap of his fingers, after doing all this, Mehal's expression did not change, he withdrew his palm, his figure floated, and he turned around and prepared to continue his journey.

As for the brown-haired youth who survived, it can only be said that he was lucky to meet Mahal and meet the pursuer who dared to talk to Mahal like this, so he survived.

And this is the weakling!

"Benefactor and slow!" The brown-haired young man suddenly spoke, and at the moment when McHal took a step, he hurriedly explained, "Look at the city where the benefactor goes, it should be Huping City not far away, the younger generation is not talented, the city lord of Huping City is the father of the family, if the benefactor is in need, why don't you take the junior with him and send orders?"

Earl, for brown-haired youth, it is very common, and even among the guards, there are many earl-level peerless powerhouses, but the silver-haired youth in front of him seems to be a little terrifying, and it is worth a try!

And his words are also very clever, pointing out his identity as the heir of the lord of a city, if he is not enough in Shinto cultivation, he also understands the weight of the heir of the lord of a city, and he does not dare to force it with kindness.

If it is a profound person, it is natural to be fearless to take it with you, and you can take the opportunity to win it over when the time comes.

The important thing is that he reciprocates his kindness, and his attitude is sincere and respectful, and no matter what, he will not give this earl any bad impression and will not anger this man.

"Good!"

The silver-haired youth nodded.

. (To be continued.) )