The violent shock made everyone's hearts throb hard.

What kind of existence is that black-clothed suit?

What is the extent of his strength?

Others don't know, but the elven clansmen of their vein know that the patriarch Wen Qingwu had broken through the shackles of the emperor twelve years ago and touched the gate of the holy ruins.

Above the emperor is the realm of holy ruins.

This is already the supreme existence in this heaven and earth.

The old antiques of those ancient families in Tianshui City have never been touched in their lives.

If you want to reach this realm, without extraordinary talent, even if you have a heavenly treasure and a 10,000-year-old spirit grass, it is useless.

The right time, place and people are indispensable.

Strength and luck coexist, can be forged.

At this moment, the explosive fist of the lonely defeated sky, Yin Yin's blood, was sprinkled like a note.

On the other hand, Wen Qingwu's cold complexion, gritted teeth, and angry eyes, in addition to shock, more were killing intent.

Whew-

The wind howls,

The black-clothed figure forcibly stopped the strength of the retreat, turned into an afterimage, and burst forward again.

A pair of cold eyes have no color, ignoring life and death, desperate.

Since he is already an enemy, why say more!

The explosive body, the void step, the momentum is like a rainbow!

Pale face, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, exploding open fists, blood spilling in the air, but he didn't seem to feel the slightest pain.

In my heart, there is only one thought.

Today, whoever hinders the resurrection of the little flower fairy will die!

Rumble!

Rumble!!

The knives were broken, but there were still two fists.

The punch was like a storm, and the body in black clothes became more and more majestic in front of everyone's eyes.

With the sound of explosions, the entire void has been distorted to the extreme, but it is vaguely visible, and the figure in the long skirt is retreating.

Such a scene stimulated everyone's eyes, and the sound of bursting shook everyone's hearts.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded, and if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it at all.

The black-clothed figure is as domineering as a demon, and it is unbelievable!

originally thought that he would die in the hands of the patriarch in an instant, but he never imagined that it would be this situation.

Rumble!!

A loud bang fell, and Wen Qingwu forcibly stopped his retreating steps, with an extremely gloomy look, and the corners of his mouth were already bleeding.

In a short head-to-hand confrontation, she was obviously defeated and fell into disadvantage.

In the face of a human hybrid, the realm of the emperor, he was invincible?

And in front of the whole clan, which made her angry and unbearable!

The bloodshot eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly, a negative back void stretched out.

With a roar, the ground exploded, and a vine the thickness of a tree trunk rose into the sky.

There is a sword on it,

Like the crescent moon is as bright as day, and the stars are cold.

Ling Yan's sword intent is shocking.

Suddenly, everyone in the audience felt a cold breath, as if they were in the abyss of ice and snow.

"Is this the Frost Sword!?"

Below, Ling Tian stared into the air, feeling this chilling feeling, and couldn't help but let out a cry of horror.

The hall is full of three thousand guests, and the sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states.

The heavens and the earth are gloomy, and the sword is destroyed!

The only thing that can exude such a cold sword intent is frost and cold.

How did she get this ancient artifact, how did she get it?

"I didn't want to use this sword to kill you, but you succeeded in provoking me off."

"Being able to die under this sword is already a blessing that you have cultivated in three lifetimes!"

The words fell, the momentum was magnificent, and a sword was swung down.

The sword light rushed like a long river, pouring for thousands of miles, as if it was about to tear the void.

The Divine Punishment Knife has been shattered, and with his bare hands, Lonely Heaven can't resist it at all, so he can only dodge it.

Sen Han's sword intent passed by, although it touched his body, but the cold sword wind brought a handful of blood.

Ling Tian's eyes were round, staring straight at the remnant image that kept spinning in the air.

It's an arm!

Suddenly, I only felt a tingling on my scalp.

Under the sword, the entire left arm of the lonely defeated sky was cut off by its roots.

Without touching his body, he was only a sword blade, but he could easily cut off his arm, this frost sword was so domineering!

Gu Luotian covered the wound with one hand, and under the unwavering expression on his face, he was as pale as paper.

Looking sideways, I saw that the spiritual root of the little flower fairy had already completely absorbed the fountain of life.

The gradually blooming light, reflecting the surroundings, can hardly hide the vitality.

"Humph!"

Wen Qingwu sneered, cold as frost, and raised the frost sword in his hand again.

The chilling sword intent fell again, but instead of killing the lonely defeated sky, it went straight to the spiritual root of the little flower fairy.

The eyes of the lonely defeated sky were about to split, and a dodge pounced over, accompanied by a roar that looked up to the sky, bursting out with all his strength, and protecting the spiritual root under his body.

Rumble!!

A muffled sound, accompanied by a dazzling light.

A sword, like a verdict.

Ling Tian's brother and sister were cold in their hearts, their faces were like ashes, staring at that circle of dazzling light.

Time, as if stopped, was silent.

However, as the light dissipated, the first to see clearly changed color.

The blade of the sword fell, impartially.

But the black-clad suit wasn't killed.

In front of him, a faint blue light condensed like a substance to protect his body, and it actually resisted the patriarch's sword.

"W-What is that?"

One couldn't help but exclaim.

The eyes of the crowd were also round.

The faint blue light, although illusory, was vaguely visible as a figure.

Wen Qingwu squinted his eyes slightly, and it was difficult to hide a look of surprise.

No one can know how sharp her sword intent is.

At the same level, there is no one who can beat it.

The faint blue light hovered in the sky above the lonely sky, slowly condensing.

This time, everyone finally saw it clearly.

It was indeed a figure, and it was a woman.

"Silly Kid ......"

A gentle murmur, like a spring breeze and drizzle, intoxicating.

Lonely Heaven slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of bloodshots.

When he saw the illusory floating figure in front of him, he was shocked, and he only felt his heart twitch suddenly.

Although the figure is ethereal, the face is clearly visible.

"Mother's ......"

The sound of the urn could not hide the shock, as if in a dream.

But the lonely defeated day clearly knows,

This is not a dream!

Tears poured out of her red eyes, ran down her cheeks, and couldn't stop sliding down.

The figure in front of me, I missed it day and night, for twelve years.

"For her, I don't even want my own life, is it worth it?"

Long Ling'er stretched out one hand and caressed her son's face, but she couldn't touch it.

She, after all, is just a wisp of residual thoughts.

Cultivating a lifetime to turn into a rooting technique, and staying in the body of the lonely and defeated heaven is the best talent.

With the improvement of the strength of the Lonely Defeated Heaven, the subtle refining will be like a hegemon in the future.

The last time it appeared, it took a lot of strength.

And this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay anymore.

"It's you, Long Ling'er!"

Above the void, Wen Qingwu saw the ethereal figure clearly, and exclaimed.

The elf clan is in the same vein, but everyone in the older generation knows Long Ling'er.

At that time, it was a talented woman who was unmatched.

Just because of one thing, he defected out of the clan and was never heard from.

Now it seems that it is a degraded and lowly human race, and it gives birth to children!

How ridiculous!

This is the shame of the elf race, and it will bring ruin to the entire elf race!

provokes the other party, and the entire elf clan will be buried for it!

……