"Father...... Father Emperor ...... "When Yin Lingyu called out to his father for the third time, the Emperor of the Apocalypse heard it.

"Yu'er ......" looked at the son in front of him, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse couldn't help but think of Bai Li again, if there was no Bai Li, Yin Ling Yu might be as good, but he would never be as good as he is today.

It can be said that it was Bai Li who changed Yin Lingyu.

"Three days have passed!" Yin Lingyu looked at his father, from childhood to adulthood, in his eyes, his father was the emperor who called for wind and rain, and only at this moment did Yin Lingyu realize that his father may be really old.

"Did Bai Li make a move?" said the Emperor of the Apocalypse with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Not yet! The outside world is now discussing this matter, will Father Bai Li really take action?"

"Don't you know him?" the Emperor of the Apocalypse did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

"The Father...... What should we do?" Of course Yin Lingyu knows Bai Li, he knows that Bai Li is a man of all his word, and if he says that he wants to kill your whole family, then he will definitely kill your whole family.

He said that he would come and get it in person in three days.

But in the face of Yin Lingyu's question, the Emperor of the Apocalypse really didn't know how to answer.

Bai Li's strength he knows better than anyone else, those two old worshippers are the only two remaining life and death reincarnation realms of the Apocalypse Dynasty, they can be said to be the pillar of the Apocalypse Dynasty, but these two people were directly killed by one move in the face of Bai Li, and now Bai Li is no longer the little guy who stepped into the Divine Capital for the first time back then.

Now Bai Li is even stronger than his master, the Sky Sword Saint!

Thinking of the Sky Sword Saint, the Emperor of the Apocalypse's heart lit up, and then immediately got up and said, "Let's go, follow me to the Apocalypse Academy!"

Hearing the four words of the Apocalypse Academy, Yin Lingyu was stunned at first, but then immediately understood what the Emperor of the Apocalypse meant!

"Father is looking for the Sky Sword Saint?" Yin Lingyu understood, if there is still someone who can make Bai Li bow his head today, then this person must be sleepless!

The Emperor of the Apocalypse did not answer, but directly pulled Yin Lingyu to the Apocalypse Academy, and he did not inform anyone when he entered the Apocalypse Academy this time.

Avoiding the disciples of the Apocalypse Academy all the way, Yin Lingyu followed his father to the dilapidated courtyard.

The gate of the courtyard that had been collapsed by Baili was still there, and no one had come to repair it, and the weeds in the courtyard were almost a man tall, and it was hard to believe that there would really be people living here.

Yin Lingyu also entered this place for the first time, but he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, because he knew that this place was inhabited by the legend of the former Apocalypse Dynasty.

"Greetings to the Master! "In the face of the Sky Sword Saint, the Emperor of the Apocalypse did not pose as the Emperor of the Apocalypse, because such a strong person would not bow his head to any identity.

The voice of the Emperor of the Apocalypse came out, there was no answer in the courtyard, and after waiting for a long time, the door in the courtyard creaked open, and in the open door, an old man with white hair walked out, Yin Lingyu This is the first time he has seen the Sky Sword Saint, at this time he can hardly believe that the old man in front of him who looks like his body is already old is the legendary Sky Sword Saint Xiang Wumian.

"I know what you're here for. Xiang Wumian looked at the father and son of the Emperor of the Apocalypse standing in the courtyard, and there was no sadness or joy on his face.

"...... to the master," the Emperor of the Apocalypse spoke, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xiang Wumian.

"Needless to say, he's not an opponent even to me now. ”

"But he would never dare to do anything with you. "The Emperor of the Apocalypse knows that no matter how strong Bai Li is, he will never dare to do anything in the face of his teacher, Bai Li looks arrogant, but he respects the teacher from the bottom of his heart.

Don't look at him all day long old guy old guy screaming, but from the heart, the Sky Sword Master is his teacher.

"But he is also my disciple, I don't understand royal power, I don't know how to fight, but I only know, if you are wrong, you must pay the price! ”

Xiang Wumian's words fell, and he made a gesture directly towards the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

Seeing Xiang Wumian's action, the Emperor of the Apocalypse sighed helplessly, and then didn't say much, and directly turned around and left with a confused Yin Lingyu.

Xiang Wumian walked into the house alone, looking at the roof that was already covered with cobwebs, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, only peace like an ancient well.

"Alas......" It took a long time for him to sigh, and just as he finished sighing, a black shadow appeared from behind him, and this sudden black shadow didn't even notice Xiang Sleepless for the first time, and when he found out, the figure had already revealed its figure!

"Sleepless ......" the figure spoke, and the moment the voice appeared, the Emperor of the Apocalypse was shaken, and then his hands, which looked like they were old, suddenly clenched into fists.

Turning around slowly, when he saw the figure in front of him, Xiang Wumeng's eyes seemed to be infected with blood!

"It's ...... you"

"It's ...... me"

The figure smiled, looked at Xiang Wumian and said indifferently, "How about doing me a favor?"

"Hahahaha! Joke! Everyone in the whole world is qualified to say this to me, but you!

"Sleepless! The past is gone, so why care?"

"The past, the past, may have passed in your heart, but in my heart, it will never pass!"

"But so what? Sleepless, I have not come today to ask you to help me, but to tell you that I have succeeded! Nothing can stop me now! You can't, and neither can this world! I'll give you seven days to think about it, and I'll come back in seven days. ”

After speaking, the figure had turned into an afterimage and disappeared, leaving Xiang Wumian standing in place, but in this short conversation, his whole body was already soaked, and the whole person seemed to have been fished out of the water.

Facing this person just now, he wanted to make a move countless times, but he didn't move, because he knew that he didn't have any chance to make a move at all, and as long as he moved, he might be killed by the power of Thunder!

After a long time, Xiang Wumian finally collapsed on the ground, and it was hard to imagine that the dignified Sky Sword Saint would be suppressed like this!

But at this moment, Xiang Wumian's eyes were full of despair, just like he had back then......

The night quietly descended on the Shendu, and the lights of the Shendu were still bright, but there was no prosperity under the lights! Not to mention pedestrians on the street, even a few merchants opened their doors, and there were no vendors coming out to solicit customers, all of them were sitting lazily in the shops, perhaps waiting for the early closing.

"Huh......" A gust of autumn wind swept up the fallen leaves on the Qinglong Road, and between the falling leaves, a figure slowly walked from the end of the Qinglong Road, his white robe looked extremely elegant, but his eyes were full of killing intent......