The figure that suddenly appeared in the circle of fire was naturally Luo Xiang's father, Luo Jiuyin. Luo Jiuyin's viper-like eyes stared coldly at Qingyun, his face gloomy as frost. He was also surprised at this time, he really didn't expect that his son who had cultivated in the late stage of the Spirit Void would be forced to this step by the kid in front of him who only had the early stage of the Spirit Void.

Qingyun looked at Luo Jiuyin, who appeared almost instantly, and felt a wave of bitterness and helplessness in his heart. Knowing that it was impossible for him to hang up the sturdy young man surnamed Luo in front of him. There's a very good old man these days, but it's different. Qingyun sighed lightly, very emotional! In the face of a strong man who was at least in the Dao Period, he didn't know how to resist at all, although he was very unwilling, very unwilling.

Luo Jiuyin, who was cultivating during the Merge Dao period, stood there without even moving his fingers, which made Qingyun feel like a very heavy mountain pressing on his body. I saw that Luo Jiuyin just waved one hand at will, and the huge fire ring around him was immediately extinguished and dissipated.

"Hmph, boy, you're proud to have done this. Luo Jiuyin snorted coldly and said to Qingyun in a deep voice. Before Qingyun could react, Luo Xiang, who had escaped death, said with a hideous and ruthless face: "Father, you must peel this kid and cramp him so that his life is better than death!"

Qingyun listened to the words of the father and son in front of him, but just looked at them calmly, and still did not speak. From the previous party's series of words and expressions, Qingyun had already judged that this old and young man must have a great relationship. Therefore, although he was very eager to hang up this sturdy young man surnamed Luo, he had already expected in his heart that this old man in the Dao period would never stand idly by.

"Boy, the old man doesn't ink with you, just because you are a monk of the Purple Star Empire, you are already destined to die here today!" After Luo Jiuyin finished speaking, the momentum of the realm of the Merge Dao Period instantly burst out and pressed towards Qingyun. Qingyun immediately felt that his whole body was even heavier, and it seemed that it was difficult to even move.

Luo Jiuyin raised his arm and pointed at Qingyun with a finger. With a "bang", the blood mist dispersed, and Qingyun's right shoulder was instantly pierced through a big blood hole. Red and black blood trickled out, quickly staining the right half of his body red. Qingyun forgot about the pain, and there was only shock in his heart.

He was wearing psychic armor, and his physical strength was comparable to that of an ordinary late-stage spiritual void cultivator, but Luo Jiuyin's seemingly very casual finger pierced his physical body. At this moment, Qingyun, who has always been proud of his strong physical body, seemed to have been suddenly poured a basin of cold water, and he shivered and sobered up a little.

It's just that in an instant, Luo Jiuyin pointed again, and the same light flashed, and a loud 'bang' was heard again, and Qingyun's abdomen was also pierced with a bloody hole. Luo Xiang looked at the bleeding Qingyun, a happy sense of revenge flashed in his eyes, and he had a crazy smile on his face. He just likes this kind of cat and mouse feeling, after catching the mouse, he won't eat you first, and then swallow you in one bite when he has had enough!

Luo Jiuyin seemed to feel that it was really not interesting to play a junior who was too far away from his cultivation in this way, so he turned his head to Luo Xiang and said, "Xiang'er, his father has imprisoned him. What's next is up to you. Haha!"

Luo Xiang showed a trace of crazy joy on his face, quickly walked in front of Qingyun, smiled mockingly, and then smashed his fists into Qingyun's face like a torrential rain. Luo Xiang was angry in his heart, he felt that Qingyun's face was really annoying, and he couldn't get used to it!

Qingyun was beaten a little by this heavy punch, and his eyes were full of stars. Even a tooth was knocked out. After a while, Qingyun was unrecognizable, and his flesh and blood were blurred. Both sides of the face were already high and swollen, and the blood was still dripping from the corners of the eyes. Qingyun's slightly narrowed eyes were cold, and he held the knocked out teeth tightly in his mouth, and he secretly swore in his heart: "If you are lucky enough to save your life, you will kill this father and son in the future!"

Qingyun has grown so big, even if he was bullied in the village when he was a child, he was not abused like today!

Luo Xiang looked at Qingyun's miserable appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "Tell you to drag, why don't you drag it now?"

At this time, Jiang Yan's father and daughter also happened to fly over. Jiang Feishan happened to see Qingyun being kicked out, and then smashed into the stomach of the iceberg with a loud bang. For no reason, she suddenly remembered the "magic elixir" that this white-haired young man had given her when she was unconscious! And now, her cold eyes made her feel very uncomfortable in her heart, and this feeling made her chest a little clogged! But why was this young man a monk of the Purple Star Empire? My father watched from the sidelines, and he didn't dare to say anything. Maybe this white-haired young man is dead, and the shadow of the 'fit' left in his heart will also dissipate!

Jiang Yan looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but speak: "Brother Luo, even if this person is a cultivator of the enemy country, but with our identity, is it a bit out of identity to treat a junior like this?"

"Haha. Since Brother Jiang has said so, then Luo Mou will tell me to stop!" Luo Jiuyin said to Luo Xiang after saying this: "Xiang'er." That's it. Slaughtered the white-haired boy directly. Let's go back and continue to discuss your marriage to Shan'er!"

Luo Xiang was still unsatisfied, but because Jiang Yan's father and daughter were on the side, he had no choice but to nod and walk quickly towards the place where Qingyun was smashed.

After a while, Luo Xiang's surprised shout suddenly came: "Father, this white-haired boy is gone!"

"What, how is it possible?" Luo Jiuyin was taken aback, this white-haired boy was imprisoned by his own coercion, and it was impossible for him to escape. It was only after Jiang Yan's father and daughter arrived that he withdrew the divine consciousness that had been locked on Qingyun's body. But this white-haired boy was obviously dying, how could he have disappeared strangely in such a short period of time?

Luo Jiuyin's divine sense spread out wildly, immediately covering the surrounding area for tens of thousands of miles, but he didn't find any breath of Qingyun. Jiang Yan looked at Luo Jiuyin's increasingly ugly face, and also felt a little weird. The same divine consciousness spread out, and even burrowed into the deep belly of the iceberg, but still found nothing. This Qingyun really evaporated like air.