The green shirt is like washing, pure green is indifferent, poetic and picturesque, and the turquoise water is reflected, revealing a piece of clarity.

Su Yu's speed was not fast, he paced slowly, as if he was on an outing, but there was a slower pace than him.

The thinking of the crowd.

Seeing him pacing, seeing him treading water, seeing him beautiful and beautiful, making all the romance, everyone, but they were still unable to move, clearly and clearly, reflecting everything in their minds, but the body no longer belonged to them.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that Su Yu is the only one left, and his appearance not only makes everyone lose their color, but also eclipses the green mountains, green water, breeze, and white clouds.

No, there is another person who has not been taken away from his color, that is, the one who was embedded in the palm of Su Yu's hand, the yellow-haired girl.

The girl is less than the size of cardamom, the body is flat, the slightly sallow face is a little unwilling, a little resistant, there are tears in the corners of her eyes, and her little face is bitter, although she is being held by him, she is trying to stay away from him, her small body, as far as possible to the other side, as if she is not a picturesque man, but a big demon king.

Looking at the rippling blue waves and sparkling lake below her, the little girl trembled and carefully landed on her feet, stepping down one by one ripples, but on the other hand, she glared at Su Yu with a pair of hateful and dissatisfied eyes, and reluctantly leaned towards him, her little hands clenched, and she did not dare to let go.

The little appearance that wants to cry without tears and doesn't dare to make trouble is really aggrieved.

"Step!"

As Su Yu stepped into the shore of the lake, overwhelming the grass, the green waist of the grass made an unbearable sound, and everyone woke up in a cold sweat.

Just now, they were all taken away by Su Yu, and they forgot about themselves at the same moment.

"Master!"

Luo Ding Ling's heart was shocked, and he suddenly came back to his senses, but he saw that Su Yu was standing in the realm of Sanli's divine soldiers, and the endless frost, wind and cold condensed, but he couldn't add to his body, so even the little girl who was held in Su Yu's hand was not affected in any way.

But seeing him step out, he had already come to Wu Ming, standing outside the prototype of the oven, one person, is a heaven and earth, just standing quietly, there is an inexplicable qi machine rising, indescribable, unclear, as if immeasurable, and if nothing, but with the wind and sword and cold sword slashing, it is not to be shaken by the slightest.

Such a demeanor has only been seen in Luo Fei, the contemporary head of the Luo family.

That was when Luo Fei was in the great success of the exercises, in order to preach the Tao, he asked the elders of the Luo family to test their limits with the Ice Dragon Crying Blood Spear. At that time, the cold wind was like a tide, gathering immeasurable blades, the sword light was cold, and even the void was frozen and cracked, but the cold air that could freeze and crack the void could not be close to falling three feet, and its invincible posture had been deeply imprinted in Luo Ding Ling's mind, becoming the back of his pursuit.

It was also after that day that the Ice Dragon Crying Blood Spear was passed from Luo Fei's hand to Luo Ding Ling's hand, officially confirming the identity of his family's heir.

What was passed on to Luo Ding Zero was not only a psychic weapon, but also the future of a family!

This is the pride of the Luo family, and it is also the pride of Luo Ding Ling, and he will not allow anything to break his pride.

"Pretending to be a ghost, with something that you don't even dare to report your name, you also want to fool my son?"

Luo Ding Ling's black hair danced wildly, his words were clear, and he stared at Su Yu coldly, like an evil god, and suddenly shook off the blade of the ice dragon's weeping blood spear, as if a giant dragon shook its body, opened its eyes, and suddenly woke up.

Woohoo!

Between heaven and earth, there is a flying stream of shapes, suddenly converged, turning into a touch of sharp cold like a knife and a sword, coming from all directions, penetrating into the qi field of the divine soldier in an instant, turning into ice guns, standing all over the sky, supporting a canopy.

Rumble!

Within ten miles, the void shook violently, like a real dragon turning over, the air suddenly boiled, gurgling, like boiling water, suddenly, the clear Anhui water suddenly rushed up a thousand feet of huge waves, as if a group of beasts roared.

The next moment, just rushed up to the high sky, under the invasion of the cold current, frozen into a white iceberg, the mountain is thousands of feet high, towering, stretching for ten miles, among the ice spirits, you can faintly see a water tribe that is frozen in it.

Click!

It seems to have reached the limit, and the void frozen by the cold suddenly burst into a series of hideous cracks, dark and deep, as if leading to the netherworld, with a terrifying qi diffuse, which can devour all things, but under the self-repair of time and space, it gradually bridges, and between opening and closing, it becomes more and more terrifying.

Ten miles away, there is also goose feathers and heavy snow slowly falling, and the snow is flying, but the breathing time has already blinded the day, and the place is wrapped in a plain white.

The heavy snow fell on the iron armor of the iron cavalry, even though these cavalry were vigorous and bloody, far beyond mortals, they also felt a chill that seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow, and they used their strange forces one after another, rising a blue light that seemed to be condensed with blood light, isolating this chill.

It wasn't until this moment that the power of the Ice Dragon Crying Blood Spear was fully released, and the Qi Realm of Sanli skyrocketed again, with a range of ten miles.

"The psychic soldier is really extraordinary. When the cold air hit, Gu Qianlai and the others, who had retreated ten miles away, retreated seven or eight miles back again, and then stood still and looked at it from afar.

This is the power of the psychic divine weapon, in addition to being slightly inferior to the person in charge of the army in terms of mobility, the fully revived psychic divine soldier is no different from the Tianzun strong in terms of strength and the degree of perfection of the Dao, and to a certain extent, it is almost equal to the Tianzun strong.

Luo Ding Ling believes that even if Su Yu has any hidden means, it will definitely not be able to withstand the psychic in a state of complete recovery.

"Unless, you are really Tianzun, but, what if you are a Tianzun? The Ice Dragon Weeping Blood Spear, if it is not the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Realm, it is invincible, even if you ascend to the Tianzun Realm, how many Dao can you do?"

Holding the cold weeping blood spear, a psychic divine weapon, Luo Ding Ling's qi machine climbed a big step again, his black hair was flying, crystal bright, as if they were splashing with a little starlight, and the void was slammed with a bang, like a god like a demon, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of jealousy that he didn't want to admit or wanted to admit.

With the family learning of Luo Ding Ling, there are few masters in the world who can be feared by the Luo family, which he does not know, and this is also the common sense that every child of a hidden family must learn before he is born.

Otherwise, it is very likely to provoke some characters who are even feared by the family, and bring disaster to the family.

The only characters who can make the family jealous are the same as Luo Fei, and the peak Tianzun characters who have also ascended to the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Realm, such a character, in this heaven and earth, will never exceed the number of palms.

Su Delirium is not among them.

As the heir of a hidden family, although Luo Ding Ling is proud, he is not an idiot, and he must have done his homework before making a move.

From the beginning of Su Yu's appearance, Luo Ding recalled the information of all the famous people little by little, but let him search his intestines and stomach, and did not find any words and words about Su Yu from his mind, and his heart was suddenly settled.

After Dading, the feeling of annoyance, shame and hatred rushed into his internal organs, burning his chest was hot, and a flame called jealousy rose, jealous of Su Yu's talent, and it was suspected that at an age that was not as old as the weak crown, he ascended to the position of Tianzun who he only dared to hope to ascend ten years later.

The actual age of a practitioner has little to do with how young they look, but there are always other ways to find out the age of others.

In Luo Ding Ling's perception, Su Yu's bone age is not very large, and he does not reveal the vicissitudes of life, which almost cuts off the possibility that Su Yu is an old monster pretending to be tender.

Thinking that he has the huge resources of the hidden family, he only stepped into the four heavens of the heavenly realm when he was crowned, promoted to the king of heaven, and turned to fight in the states of the world for a month, and he has never met a young generation comparable to him, and he is confident that he should be the first person of the younger generation, and his invincible momentum is gradually born.

At this time, if he wanted to believe that there was a Tianzun powerhouse who was younger than him, he would really be alive.

Like contempt, Luo Ding stepped on the void with zero feet and looked down, with a certain sense of scrutiny in his eyes, and the chill in his eyes was like a knife, as if he wanted to cut through Su Yu's "disguise" and see through his "hidden" means.

What kind of character is Su Yu?

His will is majestic, vast as the starry sky, and his spiritual power is as huge as the sea and the abyss, although he can't fully understand people's hearts, but it is extremely easy to capture the strong fluctuations of thoughts scattered in the void.

Between the thoughts, Su Yu had already understood all the things here, and he didn't feel a little laughing.

There are many things in the world, and you always have to suffer losses before you can believe it. Perhaps, it is not to cry when you don't see the coffin.

But Su Yu has long passed the age of impulsiveness, but his cultivation has experienced the test of blood and iron, although he is angry, he will never be angry because of a person like Luo Ding Ling.

In his eyes, Luo Ding Lingpo is like a pampered and proud bear child, and he is still a bear child of someone else's family, and even his own child Su Yu will not get used to him, let alone someone else's?

Even if he didn't get angry, if Luo Ding Ling dared to make a move, Su Yu didn't mind, and taught him a lesson for someone else's family.

"Not bad!" Not caring about Ding Ling's provocation, Su Yu set his eyes on Wu Ming and affirmed it again.

"Thank you, teacher!" Wu Ming returned the salute with his fists, his expression was calm, he was calm and self-reliant, and his majesty was like a vast Taiyue standing, neither complacent because of Su Yu's praise, nor did he make false modesty, not publicity, but full of self-confidence, it can be seen that under the pressure of the psychic divine soldier's qi, he has improved not only in cultivation, but also in his soul.

Wu Ming's momentum has been cultivated!

If there is such a vain, what more can the husband ask for? How can Su Yu not be satisfied.

"Bad guy, you let me go!"

He was satisfied, but some people were dissatisfied, but it was a young female voice who came from Su Yu's side.

Looking at the stubborn face, the little feet moved quietly, as if she was about to kick the little girl who was delirious, Wu Ming didn't feel a little embarrassed, and the majesty he had just cultivated suddenly collapsed, and his smile was like a spring breeze, warm and natural.

Although Wu Ming's appearance is ordinary, at this moment, his demeanor is extremely attractive, and the eyes of the woman who has been silent can't help but light up.

Of course, such a demeanor is that the little girl with yellow hair will never know how to appreciate it, and when she was angry, she took advantage of Su Yu's look at Wu Ming, and really flew up with a "god" kick, kicking Su Yu's calf, leaving a small foot, and in her expression, she flew a little colorful.