sighed a long word, as if through the years, and exhausted the sorrow.

It's just that with the echo of this voice, the hearts of everyone in heaven and earth unconsciously burst into a coldness, and even the martial artists of the Nine Peaks Sect collapsed, and they had the idea of retreating, and they didn't dare to stay anymore.

"Huh..."

However, as soon as the warrior took a step, there was a warning omen in his heart, and he subconsciously looked up, and saw the void flames boiling, condensing a fire snake and coming hideously, smiling and opening his mouth, swallowing it in one gulp.

In the midst of countless frightened eyes, the warrior didn't even have time to scream, and then he turned to ashes and dissipated with the fiery snake.

If it weren't for the large expanse of ice water melting on the ground, everyone would have thought it would be like a nightmare and couldn't believe it.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!!"

Suddenly, some of the martial artists in the Nine Peaks Sect stammered and screamed in horror, causing the surrounding martial artists to stay away in shock, but no one dared to take a step under the iceberg.

In the air, Hu Xing's heart was cold, his eyes flickered, and he felt some irrepressible fear quietly in his heart.

Not only that, but he even felt that even his clenched fists were a little weak, and he couldn't give birth to a little fighting intent.

"This shirt, people from the Su family?"

In the Nine Peaks Sect, when a warrior was frightened, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he recognized the long shirt of the martial artist in the air, which also brought Yong Mihe back to his senses.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed quickly, and Yong Mihe's face surged with coquettishness again, and his voice was seductive: "It turned out that a friend of the Su family had arrived, and I don't know which brother had come, so that the slave family could entertain and entertain him." ”

After all, the Nine Peaks Sect is not the Flying Flower Palace, not to mention that it has gathered a group of rabble, and its intelligence ability is far inferior, and now she doesn't know what happened to the Su family, and she has a deep calculation in her heart.

However, she did not look back, if she could look back at the women of the Flying Flower Palace at this moment, she would see the sarcastic smiles on their faces, as if she was looking at a fool, with deep pity.

At the same time, their beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and they looked at the air curiously, wanting to know who the son who was constantly admired by Murong Yiyi was who could fascinate her so fascinated and full of stars.

"Hum..."

In the air, the crowd slowly separated, quietly making way for a way.

In the surprised and solemn eyes of everyone, they saw Su Wuxian and the others walking out slowly, and Su Xuyao and Su Jingzhong followed closely behind, causing Yong Mihe's eyes to flick and feel deeply depressed.

But after all, she has experienced a lot of ups and downs, and she soon got into account and wanted to win over.

But before she could speak, she saw that Su Wuxian and the others were actually standing aside, with respectful expressions on their faces, without the arrogance of a big man, which made her face feel stunned for a while, and her mind went blank.

His gaze almost subconsciously moved away from Su Wuxian's body and looked at the middle again.

I saw that there were more than a dozen figures entrenched in the void, all of them with fierce menace and indifferent eyes, causing the void to surge in shock, as if they were a little unbearable and about to collapse.

"This, how is this possible..."

Yong Mihe's pupils shrank, and her heart was extremely shocked, with her eyesight, she could naturally see the strength of these people.

What's more, they didn't suppress the aura on their bodies at all, and the power of the early stage realm of the Martial Sect in their bodies exploded to the fullest, like more than a dozen giant peaks and mountains across the sky.

But what shocked Yong Mihe the most was the Heavenly Soldier Thunder Tiger who was surrounded by these people, to be precise, two figures lingering in the wind and thunder.

The young man was dressed in white, with a warm expression, and the girl's red dress covered her body, as if she was smiling but not smiling.

In the distance, Murong Yiyi's eyes trembled when he saw this, the joy in his heart dissipated like a tide, the expression on his face stiffened, and his body trembled inexplicably, feeling cold.

On her side, a helpless sigh sounded, Lu Yuexiang stretched out his hand and gently held her in his arms, warming his heart colder than his jade hand.

"Yong Mihe, I finally see you. ”

Jun Yi's face was warm and peaceful, but as the words came out, it was a downright chill that made people feel cold, even if it was Yong Mihe, the smile on his face stiffened, which was very unnatural.

"The slave family is clumsy, I don't know where the little brother came from? Sound familiar?"

Looking at Jun Yi's appearance, Yong Mihe felt deeply familiar, and unconsciously praised a handsome sentence.

However, looking at the several powerhouses standing on his side, he couldn't help but be a little confused, and he couldn't think of when there was such a powerful force in the Heavenly Domain, which actually made the Su family bow down and become thugs.

"Sure enough, the nobles are forgetful. ”

Jun Yi sighed and shook his head slightly, and then he didn't talk nonsense, he raised it directly and stepped out calmly.

At the same time, there was a fierce bloody aura overflowing from the back, thick as a sea of blood, rolling up monstrous waves, making the ice-white heaven and earth covered with a layer of dark red ferocity.

"Little brother, this is?"

Seeing Jun Yi walk out, the vision behind him surged, Yong Mihe's heart jumped, and for some reason he was a little afraid, but he felt the aura of the early stage of the Martial Sect on his body, and couldn't help but relax.

"Things that have been forgotten naturally need to be awakened in a profound way, such as... Bleed. ”85

As he spoke, the sea of blood behind Jun Yi became more and more thick, viscous almost like a quagmire, and the ferocious bloodthirsty killing machine was like a flood that burst the embankment, raging madly, pouring out the hatred that had been silent in his heart for a long time.

"Giggle..."

Yong Mihe hid his face and smiled, and on the long whip he held in his palm, the ice glass gradually sank, cold as a knife: "Little brother is really funny, the slave family also wants to see it, how will you make me bleed?"

"Good!"

Nodding slightly, the sea of blood behind Jun Yi was almost sticky and frozen.

As soon as a word came out of his mouth, a big hand full of crimson poked out of it, and with a cold killing intention, without any bells and whistles, he grabbed Yong Mihe.

"Little brother, I'm afraid this won't work. ”

With a flash of his eyes, Yong Mihe raised his long whip, like a long snake with a white body, and wrapped it around Jun Yi's outstretched hand, and the ice glass gradually grew where it passed, completely freezing the bloody hand.

Not only that, the long whip continued to go deeper, and even crossed the big hand and bit Jun Yi not far away.

"In front of Emperor Wei, all spirits can only surrender after all. ”

The corners of Jun Yi's mouth hooked, and words sounded in his mouth, as if the words were followed, and the heavens and the earth trembled, making the white long whip that meandered to the front stopped, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't go further.

The strange scene caused Yong Mihe's face to change greatly.

As a powerhouse in the late stage of the Martial Sect realm, she naturally knew the huge difference between the levels of the Martial Sect realm, and she had even overestimated Jun Yi extremely much, but she still didn't expect that her long whip would be stopped by a word, and she couldn't move.

"Hum..."

At this time, a soft golden light overflowed from Jun Yi's body, like a thin veil wrapped around his body.

Immediately afterwards, there was blood hanging in the thick sea of blood behind him, and it slowly fused with the golden tulle, condensing a blood-patterned dragon robe, which was draped behind his back.

At the same time, the mighty imperial power spread out, spreading towards the surroundings, gently brushing the long white whip that was close in front of it, making it tremble violently.

"Click..."

I only heard a violent sound suddenly sounded, and the long white whip condensed from ice glass actually cracked alive, turned into large pieces of debris, and dissipated into the air.

"No, no way, how can you be so strong? Who the hell are you?"

Now a terrifying scene appeared in front of Yong Mihe's eyes, making her see it clearly, and there were even ice chips coming with the wind, falling on her face, and there was a little cold breath.

But even so, she couldn't believe this scene at all, and the fear in her heart could no longer be suppressed, like a flood, the merciless collision raged, almost suffocating her.

Jun Yi didn't say a word, but walked again with a warm smile on his face, and slowly walked towards Yong Mihe.

"Hum..."

One step down, his body was mighty again, the soft golden light and the sea of blood were constantly intertwined, and a majestic blood-patterned emperor crown was condensed above his head, as if the emperor was coming to the world, and he looked at all souls.

The mighty imperial power overflowed, and with the strong strength of the Junyi Martial Sect Realm, even the strong people of the Martial King Realm could not resist, and knelt down alive.

The warriors of the Nine Peaks Sect were full of deep horror on their faces, and they wanted to escape, but they couldn't take a step at all, as if taking this step was disobeying the emperor and stepping towards the ghost gate.

It was a ridiculous idea, but they couldn't laugh when they knelt on the ground.

However, compared to the martial artists of the Nine Peaks Sect, the women of the Flying Flower Palace were very affected, although they were deeply suppressed, they were not embarrassed to kneel on the ground and bow to the ground.

But even so, it did not affect the worship of Jun Yi in their hearts.

Looking at the long history of the Heavenly Domain, how could a martial artist ever be so powerful?

The women even believed that this was the rebirth of the emperor and his majesty in the world.

At the same time, they also understood Murong Yiyi's thoughts, don't say that it is Murong Yiyi, if any of them are replaced, they can't ignore the figure that sinks into the sky.

In the void, Yong Mihe's face trembled, fear spread, and even retreated, his eyes flickered left and right, and he didn't forget to shout: "Who are you?"

"It seems that you have forgotten everything about a thousand years ago. ”

"At such a moment, you can't even think of the slightest, but what a failure. ”

"Well, it doesn't matter. ”

Jun Yi shook his head lightly, and said indifferently in his mouth, and the figure of the angry blood tyrant in the sea of blood behind him stepped out calmly, holding the emperor's seal, condensing a terrible seal in the air, outlining thousands of mountains and rivers, and spanning the void.

"I've tried countless ways to torture you, but I can't get rid of it. ”

As he spoke, Jun Yi raised his big hand, and then grabbed it gently, causing the void mountains and rivers to fall ruthlessly with his movements, as if suppressing the space, making Yong Mihe unavoidable, and could only watch the mountains and rivers approaching.

"In this way, you will be suppressed in this mountain and river for ten thousand years, and you will always be refined by infinite power, and then you will be liberated. ”