He glanced at the silver-white 'woman' on the stage from a distance, and his heart suddenly ached, and he said that if she died here, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life, and he would not want to live.

But if she tries her best to protect her, she is very likely to become Wu Ying's account, which is undoubtedly a huge and painful blow to him.

But none of this is the most critical.

In recent years, Wu Ying has the thunderous means, monopolizing power, and faintly has the tendency to dominate Kyushu.

This is a great good thing for Yue Guo, but for him, it is an abyssal nightmare that he will never wake up from.

Although Wu Ying personally said that he had no intention of fighting for the throne, he also vaguely guessed why?

The eyebrows are purple and purple, and he has also been several times, under the candle at night, he saw that the dark eyes like blood would sometimes turn into a strange black and gray color, revealing a layer of dead silence that could not be concealed by scarlet killing, as if a person who was about to die was greedy and almost pitiful and desperate at the last moment to absorb the last breath of life in the world.

This is clearly the face of a dying man.

It's not that it doesn't fight, but it's useless to fight.

But if there is such a powerful and unparalleled crown princess by his side, and he inherits the heir, this Yue country can still have a place for him.

The battle for the throne has always been a glorious throne built with the flesh and dry bones of the royal children.

Wu Zhang's eyes struggled to look at the figure on the stage, and when he turned to look, he looked at the group of murderous and angry eyes around him.

He had an epiphany.

I can't wait to give myself a hard slap with my backhand.

That's what I'm doing right now!

Just for a woman?

With a good future and years of hard work, do you have to be so impulsive?

Without looking at it anymore, he slowly sat back in the empty seat, his expression was full of pain, and he almost squeezed out between his teeth and said, "Master Taifu has taught you a ...... lesson."

Li Gege's palm hidden in his sleeve had already bent up, and when the bones of his hand rubbed in great pain, a wind breath arrow intent killing machine quietly filled his sleeve.

But there was a sneering and charming sneer on her face, and she said: "This is the love and joy in a man's mouth, it turns out that they are all born so worthless." ”

Ling Tiansu seemed to have an understanding, and stared at Li Jige from afar, his eyes like the abyss sea seemed to accept all things, Li Jige's gaze instantly fell in, his mind instantly lost his hold, and the arrow qi under his palm also dispersed.

The big sleeves fluttered, and the wind dispersed.

Li Jige looked at him in surprise.

Ling Tiansu smiled at her.

Li Ji was smart and suddenly realized, she rolled up her sleeves, took out a cucumber, and took a bite with a smile.

This little beauty is a little fearless......

"You say that I intend to provoke a war between Yue Guo and Lingzun?" Ling Tiansu stepped forward, and pushed away the young eunuch who was blocking the front with a gentle but unrefusable movement.

The young eunuch looked back at him in astonishment.

Tianming narrowed his eyes deeply.

Ling Tiansu slowly took out a black crystal rune arrow from his waist, but he was not in a hurry to put the bow on the wind, but tapped the bow node with the arrow edge, and the star crystal embedded in the bow emitted a faint and dark light that did not belong to the world.

Seeing the ray of light that was familiar with the darkness that only the homeland would last, the pupils of the heavenly darkness shrank suddenly.

"It's!"

Ling Tiansu's lips were crooked, but there was no trace of a smile: "There is a ship in the netherworld, take it from."

Nine Heavens, the origin of the stars. ”

The color of the leaden gray lips suddenly deepened.

Ling Tiansu walked towards him again, and a pair of huge fire wings behind him spread out, and the sky was full of fire feathers, reflecting the dark snow of the sky and the earth again.

From a distance, the fire feathers rolled down the snow, and the temperature difference between the two days and nights of extreme warmth and extreme cold coexisted with heaven and earth at this moment.

The thin snowflakes swept the flame feathers that exuded a terrifying heat, and they did not melt half of it.

Everyone was shocked, this person had cultivated the power of the fire source to such a perfect level, but he had just fought with the Dragon Maiden Yiqu not long ago, what did he say about the wonderful Lei Fa?

Someone stretched out his hand, holding a fire feather in his palm, and said in a trembling voice: "This breath is ......"

Yang Xiaobei's eyes were amazed, and he continued: "The phoenix spirit fire of the Phoenix Fall Palace, she is actually a disciple of the Spirit Realm Phoenix Fall Palace!"

In today's dynasty, the name of the phoenix is far better than the name of the hidden world, and the lord of its palace ranks second among the three, while Wu Hanxing is only ranked third.

That spiritual cultivator was just one of the three thousand disciples under the name of the hidden world.

And the one in front of her, the pair of fire wings behind her, all told her that she was a disciple of Fengfall!

In between, the high and low are below.

The people who were still speaking ill of each other and killing with words were like a handful of poultry whose neck was cut off by a butcher and bled out, with a long mouth, unable to say a word.

"Little Hades Lord?Young Hades Monarch?" The arrow spun sharply, hooking out a wisp of immortal breath that trembled in the star crystals, these nine star crystals were extracted from the Hades warship, even though the origin came from the Nine Heavens Divine Domain, but because it was perennially contaminated under the Nine Shadows, it was dyed with a deep insight.

Tian Ming recognized the aura of darkness at a glance, and his body trembled.

The wings of fire spread again, the golden feathers in the sky burned like fire, with a holy flame of light, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the most radiant few pieces of light feathers danced into Wu Ying's account like snow, and fell into the velvet blanket under her pale and delicate feet, quietly releasing her warmth and light.

Pale skin is warmed a little.

Wu Ying lowered his head, and felt the urge to pick up the fire feather in the blanket.

But when she got the idea of looking at him outside the court, the fingers hidden in her sleeves stiffened, and finally didn't move.

Ling Tiansu faintly retracted his gaze, and the arrow in his hand easily opened the chain that blocked the way, and the tip was pointed between the heart of Tianying, and his subordinates did not use force to pierce it.

But the words he said were sharper than the vicious words of everyone in the field, and one blow hit the vital point.

"The same is the little underworld, and he is still a foreign heir who killed him that day, how can he know more authority than you?"

Tianying stretched out his hand to grasp the shaft of the arrow, and the pitch-black mist overflowed from his fingers, and in an instant, the entire rune arrow was burned into light.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Ling Tiansu looked at him with a slight mockery: "Look at your appearance, you still don't know, right?" In the abyss of the spirit world, the underworld broke through the darkness, broke through the forest and the underworld tribe, and launched the first war to invade the other world after 10,000 years, and it ended in failure. ”

His piercing eyes were a little sneering: "You don't know anything about the Nine Shadows, and the Netherworld launched a war, and no news has flowed into your ears, so it seems that this Netherworld really has no intention of taking you back, the Young Netherworld." ”

“...... Shut me up. ”

"Yes, after all, you have the blood of an ordinary ghost king, and the netherworld has suppressed the Nine Shadows for hundreds of thousands of years, and you have a common relationship with the underworld

Hatred, the Hades would rather accept a little Hades Lord from the Demon Clan than accept the Young Hades Monarch who is the son of the Ghost King, which is also understandable. ”

"Shut up!"

The indifferent eyes of the Heavenly Darkness rose into flames, the black chains that stood like snakes rushed like lightning, and the terrifying demonic intent of the Immortal crushed the air, and a series of loud noises erupted in the space.

Flames and lightning are raging, and magic thunder is raging!

Ling Tiansu's eyes were like a frozen lake, and the bottom of his eyes was also full of killing intent!

The terrifying qi released from the Heavenly Netherworld even overshadowed Nanhe Yiqu, who was in a state of bone disintegration, and directly overturned her out of the field.

The breath of cold death locked Ling Tiansu to death.

Under Ling Tiansu's feet, he was like a swamp quagmire, unable to extricate himself, let alone free.

The huge wings of fire spread, and the sound of brilliant wings fluttering like lifting the earth.

Ling Tiansu stepped on the earth with both feet, and suddenly exploded a huge ball of fire, directly igniting and erupting the Heavenly Immortal Aura, the test platform was crushed and destroyed, countless stones and gravel scattered the snow, and the white air flow came out from the winged feathers.

He spread his wings and flew up, and a punch slammed straight down towards the sky, and the golden seal fell under the fist, the fist was like a mountain, and the golden seal was like the sky.

It is the Haotian Town Demon Spirit Technique, the Haotian Demon Fist.

The chain fell short, the general trend did not stop, and under the control of the consciousness of the heavenly underworld, it bent sharply upwards and continued to blast towards Lingtian Su.

The golden fist mark was sliced by the chain sharp edge, which sneered like a metal twisted substance, and the fist mark shattered under the heart-shattering sound, and the chain blade broke through his fist, slicing through his flesh like a divine blade, and the crimson liquid rained down.

Unlike Nanhe Yiqu, he is not suppressed by the dragon seal.

What's more, in terms of real combat power alone, the Heavenly Immortal definitely has the ability to kill righteous songs.

To this day, Ling Tiansu fought alone against the Demon Dao Heavenly Soul of the Changyou Peak Realm, and the Haotian Heart Sutra, a heaven-level exercise that he had always been proud of, finally showed a declining trend of insufficient follow-up.

The five Haotian free seals are also the five hundred Haotian weather tricks.

It has never reached a thousand paths, and it is impossible to form Haotian Hongmeng, so it can only start from the path of the heavenly steps.

Under the suppression of the absolute realm, the wood spirit immortal body that Ling Tiansu had cultivated with great difficulty, a body that even the dragon clan's sharp teeth could not penetrate, was cut by the chain blade like tofu at this moment.

Blood boils!

The blood stretched from his fist to his shoulder, wisps of venom invaded the bone marrow, as if to peel off the flesh of his entire arm.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

It would be good for Xindao to die here, the hidden world has been extinguished, and the indignant and fierce words just now undoubtedly offended her to death, even if she survived and would not return to the sect of the Confession Master, if she became the real crown princess.

That day will be their last day.

"I can't do it!" Tian Ming regained his indifferent and emotionless face.

The wings of fire turned into a golden floc of fire, and suddenly dissipated between heaven and earth, and the fire fell like rain, like a poignant silver flower fire tree withering and dispersing in the world.

"It's a pity, this female cultivator is not bad, if she acts in a low-key manner, and does not offend the national teacher, why did she fall to this. Prime Minister Li Jiacheng spoke, his eyes seemed sad and pitying, but he was indifferent and sarcastic.

Li Jige's arms were tense, and he muttered to himself: "My little beauty, it's not so easy to die." ”

Thousands of miles of magic clouds are like ink, and thousands of mountains are low in twilight.

The blood is picturesque.