Da Da Da...

The sad rain knocked off Xiao Yi's face, so cold.

Xiao Yi raised his head slightly, looking up at the sky, watching the rain that fell like a hair, wet his eyes, face, and whole body.

It turns out that the ruthlessness has never been this day.

But... the one!

This day, it will be sad.

That person, but only indifferent.

Yanlong is actually Yanlong!

Xiao Yi's face is very calm now, extremely calm.

The moment Yanlong appeared, all his previous doubts were all cleared up.

Not only the past, but also the present.

No wonder they are proud of the ancestors of a hundred families. These hundred of the most amazing and talented men who once created the glory of martial arts by one hand are willing to lower their proud heads and join the Heavenly Origin Realm.

It is the most unmatched opportunity in the world to get that person's advice, even if it is just a little fur.

despair…

A drop of rain dripped right into the eyes.

The sadness in the rain completely left those sharp eyes with only sadness.

"Ha, ha..." Xiao Yi looked up at the sky, smiling calmly.

Yes, calm, simple calm.

Even if Leng Ao is like his Xiao Yi, even if there are countless methods like him, but now he can't give birth to even the slightest intent to fight.

What method can help this ancestor of Tianyuan realm, this... the real Yanlong?

Even if he has always been smarter than him, he has always prepared countless preparations to deal with crises like him. He has always expected the enemy to take the lead and countermeasures the enemy, and always destroys the enemy's conspiracy unexpectedly.

What should I do this time?

Calculation? What kind of calculations, what kind of preparations, can you help Yanlong?

All of his cards and methods are nothing but a joke.

The law of reincarnation? All kinds of powerful flames in the world? Freedom Kendo? Sky burial?

These terrible methods that seem to destroy the heavens and the earth, block Shouyuan, and kill the heavenly monarch, put it on Yanlong, and I am afraid that they can't even scratch a little flesh.

This giant beast, entrenched in the sea of ​​dragon flames, traverses the world, but it is also truly invincible.

Even a little breath seems to be able to burn the world.

Or, he has always relied on the most trusted trump card, Bingluan sword?

Oh, perhaps it is unmatched; but, even if the Yanlong survives, the aura and oppression in the air, I am afraid that this so-called indestructible Bingluan sword will not move halfway.

Yanlong is actually Yanlong.

There is a god-like existence in this world.

No one has really seen it, only the Yanlong that exists in the legend, and even the mainland is named after it.

In those endless and distant years, the strongest human race who was equal to the sky with the first generation of soul emperor, and the monster of the underworld that made countless emperor realm powers fearful, the flame dragon of equal fame.

Such an existence has actually come, it has really come!

Suddenly Xiao Yi remembered that even if the silver lion emperor and other strongest existed, when he talked about ‘that one’, his eyes were respectful.

Even the Magic Sky Demon Emperor, the guy who waited for a word and said ‘little man’ and his tone was full of disdain; what he said in his mouth was just the one who joined the first generation of the soul emperor and the silver lion emperor to slay the underworld monster.

Yes, just talking about joining hands to kill!

However, I never said that the underworld emperor was invincible!

Lost, and beheaded together are two different things!

"Heh...hehe, hehehe, Yanlong, it is Yanlong..."

"Hahahaha."

Xiao Yi's calm face suddenly disappeared, and his laughter gradually turned into madness.

The laughter was very ear-piercing, but so powerless, even if it shakes the absolute majesty that exists in the air today, it can't do it.

In the sea of ​​dragon flames, the majesty exuded from the giant head, even if it is only a little bit, is enough to make all the creatures prostrate and tremble.

In all directions, the patriarchs of hundreds of families, the clansmen, and the arrogances; and the eight halls of warriors in the main hall of the wind brake below, they had already fainted and passed out.

The absolute ancient pressure in the air could not be resisted by any creature.

Only the world powerhouse under the emperor realm had the minimum qualifications to stand in front of Yanlong.

far away.

Batianjun has already kneeled respectfully.

Wu Hei Tianjun glanced at Xiao Yi in the distance, slightly slammed into Wushang Tianjun next to him, and said in a low voice, "Hall Master Xiao Yi is crazy, right?"

The Supreme Heavenly King has a complicated complexion and whispered in a low voice, "Anyone who sees the ancestor can only be in such a posture, and send out a final desperate and powerless cry."

Below.

The eight main hall masters suddenly knelt down, "I beg the dragon master to spare Xiao Yi's life."

So respectful, so kind that can't even give birth to a half-hearted war, and dare not to be half-hearted or half-way disrespectful, these are the only eight old people in their lives.

Perhaps, after all, it was the love for Xiao Yi, so that the eight old people dared to be in this absolute majesty. They even took some action to kneel down, and even dared to open their mouths and say the word ‘begging’.

"I am waiting to pay the lives of eight of my own people, and even the price of the entire Eight Palaces, and ask the Dragon Lord for mercy."

The eight pleaded humblely.

So humble, so begging, there is no feeling of dissatisfaction.

It seems that in front of Yanlong, everything is taken for granted.

That person suddenly opened his mouth, "He will not be the hoper of this world."

The sound is extremely old and majestic to the extreme.

Eight old people can't say anything.

The cold rain also wetted them all.

But again, it hurts so much.

To be precise, it made the young figure on the sky feel distressed.

Xiao Yi stopped laughing, looked down at the eight old people, and raised his head again.

He no longer looked at the sky, but looked directly at the person in the sea of ​​dragon flames.

Yes, look straight, without any respect, and calmly.

"I thought you were a dumb." Xiao Yi let out a cry.

Xiao Yi's tone was neither half courteous nor provocative, and some were equally calm.

Living beings are afraid of ignorance.

Just as life is to this sky, to many unknown things.

The strong, because they have absolute self-confidence, can put on a lofty, majestic posture; but some are real villains, who are disdainful at all times; some are hypocrites, who are polite and fair when they are absolutely confident Feng Dao bones, every word and sentence have reasons, but after losing self-confidence, he opened his teeth and danced his claws, trying his best to put on a hideous appearance of pinched ants.

Just like the eight heavenly monarchs to the world.

Xiao Yi at this moment, knowing it and knowing it is useless, so there is only peace.

The legendary Yanlong was right in front of his eyes, no longer so mysterious.

Of course, it may still be very mysterious, but it is going to kill him, he is in a state of mortal, what if he is afraid?

If everything is meaningless, take it calmly over there and treat it calmly.

Xiao Yi's words came out.

All around, their faces changed greatly.

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