The solitary rain and ink blue eyes are dignified, slowly looking at Su Yi in the distance, like a lake in the clear valley, whispered: "Su Yi? Can you alone?"

"We also retreat! Su Yi can come out from the Golden Heaven, there is a way! Holy Mountain and his grudges, he also wants to personally knot." Blue 婼涟 light smile, slightly dagger, eyes The hidden complex meaning is to pull the solitary rain back.

"Whizzing!"

Su mad songs and Jin Yan Beast King's radiance quickly came to Su Yi, the face of Su singer's folds slightly twitched, Shen Sheng said: "Yi Er, for the teacher knows that you and the holy mountain have been complaining for a long time, but remember, for the teacher Behind you, be bold!"

With a light gaze, Su Yi’s mind suddenly remembered the singer’s singer’s singer in the Tianfeng Shiyulou. His eyes were sharp and he leaned forward: “Master, you and Zhaiman together, standing next to the black robe predecessors. The Battle of the Holy Mountain, the disciples will not humiliate the door wind! See the disciples killing the old thief, to the tyrants, the Shenjianmen Yangwei!"

"Black robe predecessors?" Deep eyes are boundless, Su sings a glimpse of the look, thin body subconsciously looking to the distant Duanmu Qingtian, there is a familiar and mode concept.

Before the Su singer song has been suspicious of the black robe people, at this time the black robes of the people's temperament is even more unpredictable, obviously convergence, but also reveal a mystery.

Hearing the words, Su sings a big laugh, his eyes glanced at the elders of the flame and Duanmu Xiongtu, and whispered: "Good! Wait for the teacher!"

"boom!"

Jianguang smashed, the sound of the wind whimpered, and a flash of light flashed through the air. The singer of the singer fell steadily on the side of Duanmu Qingtian. The small eyes flashed in the blink of an eye, glanced at Duanmu Qingtian, fluctuating again and again, and then no further reaction. .

"The Beastmaster, I will go to see how the Armed Forces of the Overlord King will be! After the chaos, there should be no one in this place to stop you!" Su Yi was determined to be idle, and the wind and rain did not move in front of him.

"Yes!" Jin Yan Beast Wang's eyes are cold, cold and proud and noble, the beast is overpowering, and the demon gas is full of heaven, and it is covered in the entire sky in an instant.

Soon, in front of the holy martial arts, divided into two camps, Su Yi and Shengshan each side.

Black pressured a million disciples filled the sky, eyes strong, as seen in the feud, the holy fire led, the momentum is more fierce, the horrible wind swept the world.

Above the void, the golden light is vast, the gas of the holy king is rapidly accumulating, like Jinpeng Futao, the golden wave is shaking, and the Suyi people will be swallowed up in an instant!

"Su Yi!" Among the guests, Muyao's moon was crumpled, silver teeth biting, and the body of Jinpeng breathed quickly, but was directly pressed by Gu Suxin.

"The elders of Su and Duanmu Muman have all retreated. Yao Yao, don't worry!"

"This holy mountain is not a deceitful person! The holy fire is ruined by a conspiracy, and it is quick to kill Su Yi! Yuan Yuanjing and dozens of Yuanzong elders are really shameless!"

The chill of the heart is as soft as the chill of the moon, and the sharp wind is shining from the whole body. The pale lips whisper: "The big son and the holy sacred are killed. This is a great event in the holy mountains. The holy fire is the holy mountain. Too elders, do you think that he did not rely on it? Once the Tiangong Palace is in play, it will surely be a terrifying battle. Su Yi’s goal is not just the holy mountain!"

"There is also the Van Gogh Temple! You can't fall into the handle!" Mu Yao took a deep breath, and a cold feeling hit the back, and instantly understood the meaning of Su Yi's retreat.

Less leaning, Mu Yao body swaying, squatting in the shackles, Gu Su heart down the voice and said: "The sacred mountain accumulation, even this million people are the core disciples of the Holy Mountain, must not be rashly moved!"

The moon is close to each other, and the Muyao under the veil will converge on the breath, looking at the mighty sacred king of the heavens and the earth, and the heart is extremely shocked.

"If necessary, when the life is forgotten!" Secretly whispered, looking at the sky in the indifference of the green shirt boy.

Over the peaks, the horrible waves spread, the space was broken, and Su Yi was holding a big golden knife, killing the gods and rushing, and the vastness of the sky.

The light of the sky is reflected in the hearts of everyone in the holy mountain. Then many of the sacred disciples have seen different colors, and the elders are even more jealous.

No one can think of it. A 19-year-old boy can face the millions of people in the holy mountain and not change his face.

Ling slammed into the void, Su Yi was full of enthusiasm, and the tyrannical waves rolled in, not afraid of the pressure of the Holy King.

The illusory eyes are cold and the face is deep and watery, like the vast ocean in the night sky!

"One person reaches a million people, the strong is invincible! This child is going to the peak! Not far away!" Situ Liuyun is full of praise, the faint smile of the mouth quickly turned into a sincere admiration.

"Su Yi, do you think that you can break the holy mountain by one person!"

The holy fire stood between the voids, and saw that Su Yi had his own help to retreat, his eyes were gray and gray, and the killing was fierce.

When the voice fell, the sacred atmosphere of the sacred fire was soaring, and Su Yi was a cloudless wind, and he did not feel that he was in his eyes.

Through Su Yi, everyone in the palace is quiet and watery, but as if they are used to it, the sacred fire is more prosperous, and he bites his teeth and shouts loudly.

"People listen to the order, the people who come in today are the helpers of this evil thief, do not let go! One heaven and the earth, the holy mountain is fearless!"

"The Holy Mountain has no fear! What about the Heavenly Palace! Su Yi, the old man wants you to die!"

"Su Yi, you kill my sacred, poison the great Son, the Holy Mountain will swallow you today, cramps and blood!"

"Sacred mountain disciple! Block the holy mountain, close the door and kill the enemy! Kill this child!"

Desperately, the anger of revenge, the fireworks of revenge burned in the hearts of every sacred mountain. The sorrow of the holy king whistling in the air, the light in the air whistling completely, like a bomb blasting, the inch was broken, it was shocking. !

"Everyone, listen to me!" Duanmu Xiongtu quickly went between Su Yi and the holy fire, his eyes trembled, and the grief of losing the Holy Spirit has not slowed down, and he added endless anger.

"Duanmu Xiongtu, do you want to be a sinner of the Holy Mountain!" The holy fire screams and screams, and the sound of the screaming resounds through the clouds, the fingers of the sword, the golden light, and the end of the wood.

"Duanmu elders, the holy deities are dead, do you still have to protect an outsider! It is really chilling!"

"Retreat! Duanmu Xiongtu, if you are still a holy mountain, I immediately killed him! Kill him!"

The sound of a weeping blood turned into an energy wind sweeping the sky, and countless pairs of eyes fell on Duanmu Xiongtu. Su Yi’s eyes were picking up, his heart was moving, he didn’t want to be so close, he could stand up. Duanmu Xiong, who is looking for a face.