Su Yi secretly runs the mixed yuan to the honor, the blood demon kills the sword and the blood is lingering, and the eyes look thoughtfully at Duanmu Xiong.

Behind him, Duanmu's look changed slightly, and hesitated with a bit of sorrow. Looking at Duanmu Qingtian: "This Duanmu Xiong, have you seen it?"

Wen Yan, Duanmu Qingtian whispered a sigh of relief, his eyes screamed out, slowly shook his head, and said: "I have never seen it! Do you have an impression?"

"When I was a child, the gentleman who came and went in the Heavenly Palace seems to be! For many years, maybe I remembered it wrongly!" Minor dagger, Duanmu Mangyu face is still cold, his eyes are close to Duanmu Xiong Body.

The large black robes fluttered in the air, and Duanmu Xiong’s eyes glared at the holy fire: "The holy fire, Hugh to be provoked! You have ever tested the Golden Sky squad? Why prove that Su Yi is the murderer!"

"Everyone, the sacred mountain crisis is currently not to be used by some people!"

Standing behind him, Su Yi looked at the old man who was old and had some approval. He whispered: "The holy mountain is not broken into the bones!"

"You, listen to me, if it is true, as Su Yi said, can bring out the five saints and the nine saints, Su Yi is the great grace of my holy mountain, and it is necessary to take care of it!" Duanmu Xiong added, his eyes have been Falling on the old face of the evil spirit of the Holy Fire, his eyes are dignified.

"This..."

The elders on the side of the Five Sons looked at each other and looked back and forth on Duanmu Xiongtu and Su Yi, revealing the hesitation.

"Duanmu Xiongtu! Hugh is going to talk nonsense there! Jintian Dazheng needs several sacred elders to work together again. After that, the holy mountain will naturally find out the reasons, but everything will have to wait until this kid is dead. !"

The sound of the holy fire is cloudy, the eyes are like an eagle hook, and the long beard is flying freely in the waves of the sky. Like a long whip, the fire suddenly jumps in the pupil!

"Duanmu elder."

A faint voice came from behind, very disproportionate to the smashing killings of the sky. It was Su Yi who came slowly, his swords and eyes were slight, and his eyes were lightly moved.

"Su Xiaoyou, the situation in the holy mountain will certainly find out, will not blame a good person, and will not let go of a blind man!"

Duanmu Xiong’s eyebrows sank down, and a slightly sullen gaze revealed a deep sigh and sharp words.

Hearing the words, the flames behind him and the elders of the Ancestral Mountain Yuanzong were dark and self-changing, and their eyes were more complicated.

"As far as these people are concerned, it is not enough to be an enemy of me! Holy Mountain, I said a few years ago, sooner or later I have to step on the holy mountain and wash the mountains and rivers!"

As soon as the voice fell, there were countless pairs of eyes in the air at the same time, and Duanmu Xiong, standing beside him, suddenly trembled in his heart.

The corner of the mouth is slightly twitching, looking at the understated Su Yi, Duanmu Xiong figure only feels that the boy in front has a different temperament, the star and moon in the eyelids hides the potential and strength of the unmatched, not like a lie.

For a time, Duanmu Xiongtu was in the same place.

"Oh, just rely on him! Even if the Great Son is alive, saying this will be considered a fool!"

"The madness and madness before death, what is the king of arrogance, I don't know until I die!"

"Yuan Zongjing is threefold, then how is it, this kid should not hide strength again, I go up, three strokes can be extinguished!"

The black shadows overlap, and the sacred disciples who are filled in the piles of the Zhou Dynasty are filled with indignation, sarcasm, ridicule, and disdain.

In the air, the sound of the smashing of the sacred kings swells, the muscles explode, and the body rushes out of layers.

The hurricane is filled with space, and the space is filled with twisted space ripples.

"Holy fire, today you are nothing more than a drunkard is not in the wine, the things of Lee's then, it seems to have forgotten!"

Looking at the eyes, Su Yi flashed a fierce in the eyes, suddenly flashed over Li's collapse, the demon annihilation of the sect, the ghost of the ancient village, the rolling scarlet killing instantly filled the Su Yi body.

"you!"

The sacred eyes swelled in a moment, and Su Yi had the secret of the water town Tianshi. This is the highest secret of the holy mountain.

Since the collapse of Li’s fire, Li Sheng has been stunned and wants to set up Su Yi’s death and take it back to the water town!

As soon as this was said, the elders known to the Holy Mountain were all changed and looked nervous.

"But, you have to remember! The holy mountain is not only to grieve with me, but to grieve with thousands of innocent people! How did you eat it today, how can I spit it back today!"

Su Yi's face is not afraid, his body gradually opens, and he quickly runs the mixed yuan to the esteemed power. The whole body shrouds like a god, and his body circling, as if crossing the ages, it is shocking!

"This breath! How is it possible, only the Yuan Zongjing triple!" Duanmu Xiongtu sighed in a low voice, his face swiftly twitching, and the Gorefiend kills the sword in his hand. Su Yi's body constantly exudes the sigh of the Holy King. It’s creepy, like being in the abyss.

The strength of the three sects of Yuan Zongjing broke out all the way. The Zhou dynasty was full of horrible breath fluctuations. The singularity of the sacred sects and the sacred kings were superimposed on each other, and the mighty spirit turned into a wave of the world.

Above the void, Su Yi was shrouded in the light of the gods, and the blood-soul-killing sword broke out with a dazzling blood color. Su Yi’s eyes burst into a **** infiltration, and the people who were low in the field quickly trembled!

"Yi Er!" Su sings his eyes and trembles, and he has not seen it for several months. Su Yi’s cultivation has progressed by leaps and bounds.

"How suddenly he is so strong!" The same sensation of the sacred fire, the eyes were dignified, and then the corner of the mouth sighed and said sternly.

"Even if you are a dragon, when you arrive at the holy mountain, you will be beaten into a worm! The elders, kill this erect!" The holy fire screamed and shouted through the clouds, and dozens of Yuan dynasty strong men were divided into two teams.

One team surrounded the Tiangong Palace and the Shenjian Gate, and the other pair went to Suyi. The dozens of Yuan dynasty horror energy light waves smashed away, instantly solidifying large space!

"A group of bed bugs! Bully my apprentice!" Duanmu Qingtian’s eyes burst into anger, but he listened to Duanmuman’s soft smile.

"Do you accept him as an apprentice?" Looking at the situation in the distance, Duanmu was as plain as ever, without any worry.

Under the black robe, Duanmu Qingtian instantly closed his mouth and smothered the gas to the people of the holy mountain. He whispered: "The kid must revenge himself, otherwise these people, Laozi one foot!"

"boom!"

The voice just fell, only to see Su Yi left hand holding a sword, the mysterious unpredictable runes flowing mysterious luster, surrounded by the Gorefiend to kill the sword, the ice-cold sword that hit the human heart immediately poured out.

"Hey!"

With more than a dozen Yuan dynasty strong people deceived, bullying a trio of patriarchal tribes is not the martial arts.