The battle in the sky can be described as a myriad of weather.

The void was shattered.

The mountains outside the city turned into powder.

The sky was pitch black, as if the sky had collapsed.

Song Hanshan, Ge Shujian, and Granny Hua are like three shocking rainbows, fighting back and forth. The aftermath of the horrific attack poured down, crushing almost everyone to their knees.

Lin Huang stared at the three of them, expecting the outcome of the battle.

And in the long sky, the martial saints of the three sects and six mansions are also standing on all sides of the void at this moment, forming an incomparably terrifying array, detaining the four heavens and the earth, and trapping and killing Song Hanshan.

I think they are also a dignified generation of martial saints, they can make a mountain collapse between their gestures, they can kill whoever they want, and when they can only be on the edge of the battlefield, relying on the formation to trap and kill the enemy.

"Brother Shujian, you just have this little means? Tanhualang, who was on the champion list back then, don't let this king look down on him!"

In the middle of the battlefield, Song Hanshan laughed and attacked invincible. There is no such thing as the previous abyss, calm and indifferent posture, replaced by a touch of madness.

The madness of martial idiot fighting.

Ge Shujian was also beaten out of the real fire, the spear in his hand was like a dragon, like a peerless general, and countless attack and killing methods were thrown at Song Hanshan.

In the sky, everyone joined forces to force the golden-clothed Saint King away.

But he couldn't force away a double saint Song Hanshan who was determined to reach the top of the martial arts in this life, and couldn't let his state of mind be broken a little.

And Song Hanshan is really invincible, facing the joint siege of Ge Shujian and Granny Hua, coupled with the formation of several martial saints of the three sects and six mansions, he has not fallen behind for a while.

Lin Huang's brows furrowed slightly.

The Double Saint Song Hanshan is really powerful.

It was more than he expected.

In the Wutong Courtyard, Song Changling and Tang Xiaoqi looked at the battle in the sky, and their eyes were a little stunned. There is really a bit of a fairy fight, and the appearance of a mortal watching a play.

"Nerd, will Uncle Song be beaten to death!"

Tang Xiaoqi put his hands on his cheeks and wrinkled his nose.

Song Changling scratched his head, "Probably not, my second uncle has faced the siege of the Eight Great Saint Kings back then, and these people want to kill my second uncle, not necessarily."

"He's so good?"

Tang Xiaoqi was shocked.

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded in Tang Xiaoqi and Song Changling's ears, "Who is so powerful, is it possible that I am so powerful?"

"Uncle Eleven!"

Seeing no one, Tang Xiaoqi jumped up from the threshold just when he heard the voice, and his snow-white little face was full of surprise.

I saw a whirlpool suddenly appear outside the Wutong Courtyard, and a middle-aged man in a fiery red robe slowly walked out of it, with a gentle face.

Mei Yu Junxiu.

However, under that gentle brow, there is a hint of rebellion that looks down on the strong in the world.

The middle-aged man looked at the little girl who jumped up happily, and suddenly squatted down with a smile on his face, and hugged the little girl with a smile, "See you again, cute and beautiful little girl!"

"Uncle Eleven, why are you here, my father?"

After Tang Xiaoqi was happy, he began to ask in a hurry, his head poked into the whirlpool where the latter appeared, and seemed to find another person.

The middle-aged man, who was called Eleven, suddenly pretended to be a little angry, "What, can't Uncle Eleven come?

"Oh no!"

Tang Xiaoqi suddenly smiled, "It's just that Uncle Eleven's realm is a little worse than Daddy, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect Brother Lin Huang!"

Ten years suddenly frowned, and his face became very ugly, "Uncle Eleven is angry, since you are fine, I will go back!"

Tang Xiaoqi suddenly grabbed his hand for ten years, and said with a grin: "It's not like this Eleventh Uncle, you are only a little worse than your father!

As he spoke, Tang Xiaoqi handed him a string of sugar gourds for ten years.

"That's pretty much it!"

Ten years of ugly face suddenly turned into a smile, and he opened his mouth to eat sugar gourd.

"Only one is allowed to eat, and the rest of the few are left for Brother Lin Huang!"

Tang Xiaoqi looked at the appearance that he was going to eat it all in one bite for ten years, and suddenly jumped up in a hurry.

Ten years was stunned in place, neither eating, not eating, and then asked Tang Xiaoqi, "You crushed the necklace and let Uncle Eleven come with a tired and broken waist, in order to save this forest famine?"

"That's right!"

Tang Xiaoqi's eyes narrowed into a smile, like a crooked crescent moon, "Uncle Eleven, let me tell you, Brother Lin Huang is kind to me." He bought me sugar gourds, helped me take revenge, and took me to walk the rivers and lakes."

Tang Xiaoqi said one by one, but after ten years, his eyes narrowed, his expression was slightly serious, and he grabbed Tang Xiaoqi's arm with both hands, "Xiaoqi, the necklace is used to save your life, each necklace can only be used once, how can you crush it casually! If it weren't for the eldest brother being stumped, maybe this hundred battle city would be slaughtered directly!"

"But Brother Lin Huang is no one else, he is my Brother Lin Huang!"

Tang Xiaoqi suddenly pouted and jumped up in retort.

Ten years of frowning brows became more and more profound, and then turned to look at the forest wilderness outside the void battlefield, and his dark gaze was especially cold.

"Na, Uncle Eleven, you ate Xiaoqi's sugar gourd, and you're here, so help Xiaoqi. Don't you like Aunt Xuanxuan, Xiaoqi will help you!"

Tang Xiaoqi patted his chest and reassured.

Outside the Wutong Courtyard, Shi Feng's cold gaze gradually became a little puzzled, and then asked, "Where is your brother Lin Huang from?"

"Oh, I don't know!"

Tang Xiaoqi shook his head and said.

Ten years suddenly held her forehead with her hand, the little girl was really a tiger, and she didn't even know the details of the other party, so she casually crushed the necklace.

God knows that when he left the clan, the little girl's mother was worried about what had become of her.

"Uncle Eleven, can you help?"

Tang Xiaoqi saw that he had been silent for ten years, and immediately shook the latter's arm and begged.

At this moment, it took ten years to set his eyes on the battle in the void, and his face suddenly became a little difficult to look at, "Shuangsheng Song Hanshan, Domain Lord Lou Brother Shu Jian, Xingtian Temple Flower Immortal Ruo"

I met three holy kings at once.

Plus a group of martial saints.

Ten years of scrubbing his palms, he whispered to Tang Xiaoqi: "Stay here!"

As he spoke, he stomped on his feet for ten years, and instantly swept into the sky.

In the void, Song Hanshan was dressed in white, just like a Shura, fighting gracefully and frantically in all directions, facing the siege around him, his aura became stronger and stronger every time.

Subsequently, Song Hanshan slashed out with another knife, causing a blood line to shoot out remotely in the void, and then the murderous aura came out. The latter was like a shocking rainbow coming out, penetrating through the formation that trapped and killed him.

It is a slash that kills the gods.

Ge Shujian and Granny Hua both frowned, only to see that Song Hanshan was like a meteor in heaven and earth, killing the forest wilderness again, and one palm was as huge as a mountain, covering and pressing down.

Sonor!

Just as the mountain-like giant palm fell, in the sky above the forest barren, a figure suddenly appeared, blocking the giant palm.

I saw that figure standing proudly in the sky, blocking Song Hanshan's palm with only one finger.

Song Hanshan frowned, his figure then retreated, and his eyes stared thoughtfully for ten years, "Who is Your Excellency?"

"You don't need to know this, it's just entrusted by someone!"

The ten years smiled coldly.

At this moment, Lu Donghuang, the lord of Qingtian City, suddenly appeared, staring coldly at it for ten years, "Qingtian City does not welcome people from the Southern Tang family!"

Ten years frowned slightly, and then sneered: "Emperor Lu Dong, you don't know what to do." My eldest brother didn't show up, so it's already a lot of face!"

Lu Donghuang's eyes froze, and the spear in his hand buzzed.

"The Eastern Emperor!"

Pei Xiufu suddenly spoke, and the moment he spoke, he suppressed the anger in Lu Donghuang's heart.

Then, Pei Xiufu turned his head to look at the ten years and said calmly: "This time, the old man owes the Nantang family a favor!"

Ten years when he faced Emperor Lu Donghuang, his expression was cold, but when he faced Pei Xiufu, his expression became a little respectful, "Master Pei is polite, although the eldest brother has not stepped into the Taixuan Domain for many years, he has always been concerned about Master Pei in his heart. Moreover, Eleven came here because of Xiaoqi!"

"The Southern Tang Eleven of the Southern Tang Family?"

In the void, Song Hanshan suddenly became interested, only to see him roll up his sleeve robe, and the battle intent around him became more and more intense, "Although I failed to fight against Southern Tang Zhi, it may be good to fight with you." Since you all have to protect the forest famine, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!