"What man?" poor the thing, he was beaten and fainted. Who is the man talking about before he reacts?

"What about the people?!" the man asked, holding back his anger and gritting his teeth.

"How do I know?" the other muttered, covering his face and lowering his head.

"You can die!!" kicked it to the side, and the man hurried towards his troops.

"Fuck you! Why don't you see it? Fuck me ask?" After the man left, the man who had been kicked to the ground stood up in a daze. Put up the afterthought.

"Fuck! it's dangerous!" not long after the two left. Where the two of them were standing, not far in front, a human head slowly arched out of the ground.

The man had a dirty, bloody face, and was a mess. Full of black hair, scattered on the shoulders. If it's night, it's a cemetery. If anyone saw this, they would definitely be scared to death. I firmly believe that.

This person is none other than our eldest son Ye.

When Ye Yan moved the other party's body, his qi fingers shot out with all his might. Then, in the moment of the splash of soul, the rat marten took control of the body. After the rat marten took control of its body, it immediately blocked Ye Yan's breath, and then made a hole in the same place and got in.

Not to mention that the rat marten is already a high-level strength of the human mirror. Just from his name, you can hear that this thing is a master of punching holes.

The hole is almost perfect, and if you don't look closely, you can't see it at all. The two of them were in a hurry to go back and report, but they just roughly swept it with their soul power, and then stopped looking.

The three of them were more than ten feet apart, and the eyes of the two were not so good.

In this way, Ye Yan escaped very lucky.

"Less nonsense. Hurry up. This is the path they must follow, and they will find it when they walk it. If the time comes, if they catch up with us, we don't know how to die. The mink urged impatiently.

Fuck, what time is it, your brother is still sighing here?

Hearing this, Ye Yan immediately jumped out of the pit. Rushed to his own team without stopping.

Ye Yan's side is finally fine. However, on the other side of the wind and song, the situation is very critical.

The wind roared all the way. He was originally a speed-based cultivator. In addition, it is still the cultivation of the king realm. The speed is naturally much faster than Ye Yan.

By the time the enemy reacted, he had already run three or four feet away. Still, despite this, he was not able to escape.

After two all-out sneak attacks, the soul energy in Feng Ming's body had already been exhausted. The current wild run is just a simple ** power. After escaping a distance of 100 zhang, he was finally chased by the powerhouse of the King Realm Xuan Rank behind.

Feng Ming does not have Ye Yan's endless means. You can only run wildly. Perseverance and wild running. But his cultivation is still too low. Plus there is no power in the first place. Now it's like sitting still.

"Say, who are you?" asked the other ThunderClan's mid-King Realm mid-stage team leader, tying Feng Ming to a big tree.

"Grass you fuck man! I've just finished grass and I'm ready to go home. Feng Ming lowered his head and said weakly, "Fuck." Ye Yan, you bastard, you have killed Lao Tzu. If Lao Tzu can go back alive this time, he will have to kill you. Whew~ I'm tired!"

Touch!

The man punched Feng Ming in the lower abdomen, and said coldly, "Still want to go back alive?" Boy, you didn't sleep last night, did you?

"yes! You fucked the grass all night last night. How can I have time to sleep? Son, quickly find me a pillow and let me sleep first. When I'm full and asleep, and I'm in a good mood, maybe if you ask me something, I can still say something. Feng Ming shook his head and said very casually.

Bump! Bump! Bump!

Burst!

Three punches in a row, mercilessly hit Feng Ming's stomach. The wind roared and snorted, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

"Ahem, ahem, good son, you are so good to your father, you know that I am tired, and give me a massage. Hahahaha. Okay! Okay! It's not in vain that Lao Tzu has worked hard to support you for 30 years!" Feng Ming can't control any demeanor, gentleman. Opening and closing your mouth is Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's death scolding.

"You bastard with no asshole, what are you doing hanging your father from a tree? You unfilial son, I knew you did this to me, and when your mother gave birth to you, I should have strangled you to death! At this time, if you can scold two sentences, it won't be a loss.

Bump, bump, bump

Poof! poof

Feng Ming scolded, and the man punched Feng Ming's stomach, or jerked Feng Ming's mouth. And Feng Ming was punched and spit out a mouthful of blood.

If this continues, Feng Ming will not be killed, but will die of excessive blood loss.

"You're so hard! Boy, you're so hard! Okay! You can do it! You wait! If you don't let you open your mouth and spit out the truth today, Lao Tzu will have your surname!" The man was also forced to be anxious, and kept circling around the wind, and said cruel words again and again.

"Ahem! You were born to Lao Tzu, who does not have my surname? Forget it, Lao Tzu doesn't want your son anymore. Come, come here, I'll tell you!" Feng Ming raised his head with difficulty, and said in a very small voice.

When the man heard this, he immediately became interested. I didn't want to think so much, so I leaned over to Feng Ming's mouth. He didn't want to stay here for a moment. Fuck, Feng Ming's mouth is so damaged, it's worse than death to extract a confession from this guy.

The two of them were arguing fiercely here, but they didn't know that above them, there were still people staring at them.

Above dozens of high altitudes above the heads of the two people, the two people stood solemnly. These two people are one in the prime of life and the other is an old man. The prime of life is very handsome, with a knife and a sharp face, and a sword eyebrow. Black hair, fluttering in the wind, very elegant, giving people a sense of fairy spirit. But there is a cynicism in his eyes, but it does not make people feel contradictory, but adds a bit of handsomeness!

Another old man, full of white hair, full of withered face, dressed in white, standing in the wind, is very kind of fairy wind bones. But at this time, his face was very pale, and it was obvious that he was angry.

If anyone saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked to death. Because, these two people are standing in the air, without using soul energy as support, they are completely standing out of thin air, there is no trace of soul energy around them, and their souls fluctuate.

It seems to connect heaven and earth, and merge with heaven and earth.

Comprehend the power of heaven and earth, and use the power of heaven and earth for your own use, you can continuously obtain energy from heaven and earth. This is also the means of the Divine Mirror powerhouse.

In other words, these two people are also the strongest of the Divine Mirror. (To be continued.) )