Chapter Eighty-Four: Lightwalker!
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After the conference, it will be over by itself!
The Lord of the Heavenly Wind Stream's face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, when did he need a junior's subordinates to show mercy and treat him as something?
But thinking of this woman's amazing enlightenment, at the moment, she has just been promoted to the realm of opening up the earth, if he opens up a small world and enters the realm of opening the sky, the lord of the heavenly wind stream is a little heavy, if he can't go further, I'm afraid the chance of winning is slim.
Whoa!
The stone chains wrapped around the body were loosened and returned to nothingness, the law and essence that belonged to the holy realm returned, the lord of the heavenly wind stream was full of holy light, the divine qi flowed, the wound in the center of the eyebrows healed quickly, and the sluggish aura also rose again, but his expression was not soothed at all, he stared at Su Qinian, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Light Walker!"
Lightwalker!
As these four words fell, there was a brief silence at the foot of the side peak of Mingleiling, and then many of the children of the three veins seemed to think of something, and their faces suddenly showed disbelief, and many people's eyes widened, a little out of shape, shocked and frightened, they looked sideways with difficulty, looking at the plainly dressed young man, they believed that the eyesight of the Lord of the Heavenly Wind Stream would never be worse than them.
That one had disappeared for nearly six years, and it was rumored that it had caused a great stir in the Ancestral Land of the Central Domain...... Lock the sky and pass it on!
"How could he be here!"
"It is rumored that he died in the past year when the emperor's son died, and his combat power is no longer weaker than that of the supreme saint. ”
"Nearly six years ago, the fall of the Qingyang Sword King in the Western Desolation of the Central Domain shook the starry sky of the entire human world. ”
"There is also a corner of the Western Wilderness, it is suspected that the Great Emperor made a move, and there are supreme characters who sense the edge of the Sword Emperor......"
......
Many of the children of the three veins spread their voices to each other and did not dare to speak, because whether it was the emperor, the supreme king, or even the emperor, for them, they were all unattainable existences, and they were mythical figures, but the one in front of them stirred up such a place where the supreme inheritance gathered, and they couldn't help but be frightened when they retreated in it.
And its own combat power, can also be called a young and strong, nearly six years ago he killed the Emperor of the Burial Dragon Valley comparable to the Great Sage, the name of the Light Walker is not only in the Five Desolate Lands of the Middle Domain, even if it is the other four Domains of the Star Heaven, it has been circulated in many great clan inheritances, and it is listed as an existence that cannot be easily provoked.
Especially in the forbidden place where he was born, in the past ten years, looking at the starry sky of the human world, many major events cannot be bypassed that place, which can be called the cusp of the storm, the center of the cosmic storm.
Right now, the Starry Sky Martial Arts Conference is imminent, and at this juncture, no one will feel at ease when it comes to the descendants of this vein.
It turned out to be him!
Tian Qingbu couldn't help but take a deep breath again, and silently sealed a supreme saint, this one was stronger than the rumors, or in the nearly six years that he had no news, he had made great strides in the realm.
"You know me," Su begged young with a laugh, "I'm afraid it's not a good thing." ”
Hell good!
The Lord of the Heavenly Wind Stream blocked his chest in one breath, but he couldn't vent, it was really this evil star, in the past ten years, there was more than one supreme existence that fell because of this son, and before that, in the past 10,000 years, the human race has stuck to the starry sky of the human world, and the duel between the supreme powerhouses is rare in the world, whether it is the human race or the heavens and hundreds of races, they are trying their best to restrain it, but since the appearance of the son, everything has changed......
"It turned out to be a light walker, it seems that there was some misunderstanding, it was Tianfeng Binggu who was rude, and he was willing to give a generous gift, and he hoped that Taoist friends would not be strange, regardless of previous suspicions. The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a smile, and the Lord of the Heavenly Wind Stream spoke.
This is......
The change in an instant made the faces of many Tianfengjian disciples hot, which was too shattering their impression and ruined their past cognition.
It was the lord of Cloud Thunder Valley, his thick sideburns also shook slightly, and his crooked muscles and thunder disappeared, and he squeezed out a somewhat ugly smile towards Su Qiannian and the others, and said: "Brother Binggu is right, it is indeed a misunderstanding, and it is also the two of us who do not know anyone, so we should give a generous gift, if you have any needs, you can also bring it up, as long as I can do it with two veins, I should do my best." ”
As his words fell, the disciples of the Cloud Thunder Valley couldn't help but bow their heads slightly, not daring to look at this scene, the old ancestor's famous temper, if they settle accounts after the autumn, no one of them can bear it.
"Shame!"
At this time, Tian Qingming, who was dressed in a snow-white feather coat, snorted coldly, turned around and took a step, and disappeared into the main peak of Mingleiling.
There were green tendons bulging between the foreheads of the Lord of the Heavenly Wind Stream, and then they disappeared, and the corners of his mouth still maintained a smile.
"Cherish the days you have left. ”
Su Qiannian said lightly, didn't look at the two of them, his eyes fell on Tianqing Bu, and said with a smile: "This Dao brother, can you borrow the Dao Xingtian Ancient Road." ”
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Tianqingbu didn't say anything more, and said, "Come with me." ”
After counting the breaths.
Looking at the disappeared figures of the three of them, the lords of the two veins of Tianfeng Jian and Yunlei Valley glanced at each other, their faces were as gloomy as water, very ugly, how could the heirs of this vein appear in the North Star Sky in their northern region, and they also happened to inherit the tears of the Void of the Supreme Treasure of the Zhen Clan of the Two Realms Division, and now it is difficult to be good, and the other party has no intention of resolving it.
What to do?
Even as a Saint Realm figure, they felt extremely tricky at the moment, a matter of life and death, especially based on the past, they couldn't hope that the king could take action to kill him.
Without saying a word, the two bigwigs of the Azure King Department left together with a depressed state of mind......
Poof!
It wasn't until this moment that some of the Sanmai disciples took a breath, and some of them sat down on the ground and let go of their forms, it was too depressing, this short moment of change exceeded their decades of experience, and the spiritual world almost collapsed, and it also truly witnessed a strong person of the younger generation in the world, who understood the gap between himself and others and the pinnacle of his peers.
This made many of them begin to get rid of the arrogance in their hearts, put away their past conceit, and faintly realized that even if they were born in the supreme royal family, they only have a more prosperous cultivation world than others, and have more possibilities in the unknown future, but it does not make them necessarily stand on the top and have the power to overlook all living beings.
The top of the Azure Sacred Tree.
Two old men with white hair and drooping hair were playing against each other, and one of them fell into a son, and said softly: "There are no regrets about falling sons, some roads are gone, and there is no way back." ”
"Only by abandoning identity and vanity can we rise in the ruins, refine real gold in the fire, and embark on the road to the strongest, these are all seeds, and I only hope that one can sprout. (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps!) Thank you brothers and sisters of the Wumeng.) )