Zhan Zhao roared angrily, the Supreme Son was a little strange, he didn't know who Zhan Zhao was shouting, so he looked around with some vigilance.

Bai Yutang knew that Zhanzhao was shouting for Taichu to make a move, however, unexpectedly, there was no change in the silver jewelry.

"You still don't make a move!" Zhan Zhao's bones clicked and clicked, and he roared wildly.

A voice came from Zhanzhao's mind, "You can handle this kind of thing yourself...... You can't rely on Benjun to help you every time...... Benjun has to wait for Mephisto or the so-called Venerable, if he helps you fight now, in the future, Benjun may not be able to fight with the two of them...... Do it yourself!"

"I said!" Zhan Zhao roared wildly, the mana of his whole body was urged, and the endless spiritual power gathered, but he couldn't break free from the hands of the Supreme Son at all, but the Supreme Son seemed to be wary of something now, so Zhan Zhao was not crushed for the first time!

Zhan Zhao roared frantically, but he couldn't think of any way at all, Bai Yutang, who was watching from the sidelines, also changed his face, Bai Yutang roared angrily, the cold light of the Painted Shadow Sword flickered, and he held the Painted Shadow Sword and suddenly spun up, turning into a spinning electric jet drill bit, and rushed towards the Supreme Son.

The Supreme Zi snorted coldly, and his empty left hand slapped out directly, slapping Bai Yutang away.

"Could it be that this person is the one you are asking for help?"

Bai Yutang coughed up blood, his body staggered, Ouyang Chun hurriedly supported Bai Yutang, Bai Yutang's eyes were full of anger, this anger was sent to himself, he was resentful, hated that he didn't have any help, hated that he couldn't fight side by side with Zhanzhao, couldn't save Zhanzhao!

It's all a matter of strength...... Now that he has opened up the gap with the stinky cat, he can't fight side by side with him?

Is it all over?

No, Bai Yutang roared angrily in his heart, and as soon as the Shadow Sword turned, he was about to stab towards his heart, at this moment, what he wanted to use was to cross the demon, and he wanted to fight hard.

Suddenly, a blood-red figure flashed in the sky, accompanied by an angry shout, "You give me death!"

The blood-red light covered everything, as if it had evolved into a sea of blood, full of endless gloom and evil, shocking!

The blood-red light rushed down overwhelmingly, directly turning into a blood-colored dragon, smashing the big hand that the Supreme Son transformed, and then, slamming into the Supreme Son!

Supreme Zi sneered, and didn't see how he moved, a black air flow suddenly swirled in front of him, hitting the dragon and annihilating the dragon in an instant.

A blood-red figure suddenly appeared, landed in front of Zhan Zhao, grabbed Zhan Zhao, and threw him backwards, Bai Yutang was on tiptoe, stepped forward to catch Zhan Zhao, looked at the blood-red figure hesitantly, and exclaimed, "It's you!?"

The blood-red color gradually receded, revealing the appearance of a human being.

It was a very delicate young man, who looked like he was ten ** years old at most, his eyes were transparent, but his face was hideous, and he seemed to have an undying grudge against the supreme son.

Supreme Zi frowned slightly, looked at the young man, and said, "Who are you!?"

Zhan Zhao stood up and shouted loudly, "Be careful, this supreme son is not an ordinary person!"

The young man turned his head to look at Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang, nodded slightly, and then looked at the Supreme Son, his face was hideous and ruthless, and shouted angrily, "You are not him...... However, this aura of origin is almost identical, what is the relationship between you and him!?"

"Who are you talking about?" asked Supremeko, frowning slightly, looking at the young man.

"I will never forget this original breath! It was you who ruined my life!" the young man roared frantically, and suddenly stretched out his hands, which suddenly turned into two blood-red dragon claws.

The young man roared, took a little foot, and rushed straight forward, his arms had turned into dragon claws, and he grabbed at the Supreme Son fiercely.

The Supreme Zi snorted coldly, didn't move, just simply clenched his fists, and said with a smile, "It's just a true immortal level, and you want to hurt me too?"

It's very simple, if you drop ten times with one force, you will smash it out with a bland punch.

With a click, the young man's arms were directly broken, and the whole person suddenly flew out upside down, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang glanced at each other, and hurriedly reached out to catch the young man.

The young man landed, sneering continuously, his arms continued to repair, it was just a moment of breathing, his hands were suddenly intact, the young man took a deep breath, his arms hung down, and he rushed to the Mud Pill Palace from the dantian, followed the water and passed away from the fire, and the blood-red air flow in the sky flooded from his body, directly shaking Zhanzhao and Bai Yutang.

The blood-red aura turned into a dragon, stirring up a space, turning it into a pot of porridge.

Supreme Zi frowned slightly, his arm stretched out, a streamer flashed in his hand, and a simple long knife appeared in his hand.

The long knife is a bit quaint, similar to a Tang knife, and a faint light flashes on it, if you look closely, that light is clearly a fusion of seven colors......

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple......

The Supreme Son raised the long knife in his hand, and slashed out with a very bland knife, as if the void was shattered, and with the cold light of the long knife, the space was shattered, and the blue dragon was directly annihilated......

"I know what you mean...... Supreme Zi flicked his long knife lightly and smiled, "You said that the origin aura is almost the same...... Are you talking about Father?"

The young man roared angrily and was about to rush forward, but Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang hurriedly grabbed the young man's arm.

Zhan Zhao looked at the young man's appearance, saw the knife marks on his left hand, and looked at his arms that had changed into dragon claws, he was not surprised, because he had already determined who this young man was...... It's just that Zhanzhao can't figure it out, why does he still look like he is ten years old?

If you calculate the time, this teenager should be at least more than two hundred years old...... No, Dragonclaw......

Zhan Zhao suddenly came back to his senses, he finally knew why this young man was so young, but he still had a faint feeling that something was wrong, because, at that time, the young man was at least in his twenties......

"Your father, you mean, your father?" roared the young man, his eyes shining with resentment, "it's your father, it's unforgivable...... My affection, love, friendship...... All of them were ruined by him, and now, I am the only one left between heaven and earth, even if I can't kill your father, I will kill you!"

Zhan Zhao frowned, feeling that something was wrong...... Why was it the Supreme Being who caused him to be like this?

"Kill!" the young man roared suddenly, and with a wave of one hand, a strange long sword appeared in his hand, the long sword was blood-red, like the breath of a young man, and there was a scale on the hilt, releasing an evil aura, and the long sword seemed to be on fire......

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