Supreme Daddy

He is a malleable talent!

What a pity...love turned into hate!

In less than ten rounds, none of the first-level heavenly soldiers survived.

Finally, the Dugu Yidao shaped by the mirror is left!

Both of them used knives. After a burst of destructive light, Liao Haifei remained standing, while Dugu Yida's body fell into pieces.

The first level of heaven is destroyed!

Liao Haifei's last look suddenly looked outside. Emperor Wuzu and the others all swallowed their saliva. It was such a terrifying look.

Ling Yun half-squinted his eyes and said nothing. The little guy and Beibei kept shouting, Looks good, looks good!

Su Min's eyes were red, what could she do? She has completely fallen in love with Xin Zhao, that's what love is.

The scene soon reached the second level, where Liao Haifei was as brave as ever.

This battle lasted too short, only a few rounds, and the second layer of heaven was broken again. The Lord Xiahou Ba was instantly killed when he appeared.

The Martial Ancestor God Emperor's eyes widened with an incredulous expression.

Ling Yun muttered: The bloodline of the ancient God of War, who is his father? Not all of it has been activated yet.

The blood of the God of War, just like the blood of hell, gets stronger with each battle, and still has the spirit of refusing to admit defeat in its bones.

A certain scene from that ancient memory flashed through Ling Yun's mind. He smiled and stopped recalling it.

The little guy climbed up to Ling Yun, who asked, Are you full?

No!

Then what are you doing here?

Daddy, feed me.

Ling Yun: ...

The little one watched the show quietly, feeling very happy. Ling Yun was feeding her very carefully. An Qing covered her mouth and snickered. She hadn't seen Ling Yun treat the little one like this for a long time, so she couldn't help but take a photo.

The next three heavens and four heavens could not stop the destruction of Liao Haifei's bloody methods, and the four words were vulnerable to a single blow.

Both God Emperor Wuzu and the Second Prince doubted whether the artifact stone mirror was damaged. Is the Heavenly Soldier God so weak? Or should I say that Liao Haifei is already that powerful.

When Qixian, the Lord of the Fifth Heaven, appeared on the stage, Beibei muttered: Uncle Seven, he can take out the heart of a black tiger!

Huh, he's here too? the little guy blinked and asked, then narrowed his eyes and smiled. She could still remember the move of Black Tiger's heart-breaking move.

No opponent. Little Eileen said in a sweet voice.

Just as little Aileen said, Liao Haifei was invincible and Qixian was defeated miserably. Ling Yun applauded without knowing it, it was really a wonderful battle.

Xin Zhao also began to admire Liao Haifei, who fought against the Nine Heavens alone and was fearless.

Although the latter fell down once due to exhaustion during the process, he was so full of energy after swallowing the pill that he had to take it.

He is a ruthless man. If he doesn't die, he will do great things in the future.

These words were Ji Wushuang's evaluation of Liao Haifei at this moment.

Although our positions are different, you are really a man. You fight bloody and bravely, and the more you fight, the braver you become. Emperor Guapi nodded to him, expressing his approval.

My cousin is so strong? It's unbelievable. The second prince's round eyes widened. They had not seen each other for a hundred years, and the gap between them was obvious.

The Martial Ancestor God Emperor remained silent and said nothing. On the surface, he looked as steady as an old clock. He didn't know what he was thinking or recalling.

At this time, an old man who looked more like him came to the main hall. This place was heavily armed, and he actually had the authority to enter.

Emperor Wuzu nodded towards him, and the second prince called him uncle.

According to Ling Yun's memory of the Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor's family system, the person who just arrived was Yang Huanqing, the younger brother of the Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor.

The old man didn't care what he was called, but Ling Yun saw that he was extraordinary.

Ling Yun frowned and stared at him. He felt like he was a careerist.

But…

It was such a person who worked silently in Jiuchongtian. He was not well-known and was very abnormal. People in Jiuchongtian used to call him Yang Erhuang.

Ling Yun was thinking!

Liao Haifei has reached the eighth level and is considered the God of War.

but!

He was also injured, the blood on his arm was dripping, and his head was covered with sweat. He gritted his teeth and was not afraid of anything.

In the second half of the eight-level Heavenly Soldiers' Death Victory, the artifact Stone Mirror seemed to dislike Liao Haifei, so the Heavenly Soldiers formed their formations.

The fight lasted for half an hour!

Liao Haifei spurted a mouthful of blood and endured the pain in his body. The terrifying sword energy combined with a trace of sword intent instantly broke through the eighth level.

God was also killed with one blow!

Everyone's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

Ling Yun smiled, mysteriously, Liao Haifei's sword just now was much stronger than Dugu's sword.

In an instant!

The fluctuations emitted by Dao Gang came out of the mirror, and God Emperor Wuzu dispersed them with his big hands, followed by Liao Haifei's wild smile.

Haha, I said it, I must do it.

puff!

As soon as he came out, he half-knelt on the ground, stabbed his knife into the ground to steady his trembling body, and took the elixir again.

Cousin, don't do this! Su Min persuaded. She was really afraid that Liao Haifei would take her away, and she felt panicked. She didn't want to betray Zhao Xin again.

Fei'er, stop it. You can't beat me. You know exactly where the gap is.

Hmph, don't call me that, it makes me feel sick, old man. From the moment I stepped into the stone mirror, all relations between you and me were severed.

Liao Haifei's eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't know why he suddenly hated the Martial Ancestor God Emperor so much.

Ling Yun kept observing Yang Erhuang. The latter's face was calm and unusually calm.

The Emperor Wu Zu's face began to turn pale. It was heartbreaking that a good relationship had developed like this.

Come on, come on, it's the last nine days, I won't give up.

Liao Haifei's eyes were full of ferocity, and his eyes actually exuded murderous intent. The second prince on the side looked at him, and his brows gradually furrowed. After all, it was necessary to be a relative, after all?

After finishing the meal, Beibei stood on the chair and clapped her hands: The exciting fight is about to begin. Welcome everyone to enter the fun field.

Happy place?

Ling Yun and An Qing looked at each other and twitched the corners of their mouths.

Aha!

The little guy covered it up, feeling a little snickering.

Qianye ran over secretly, just to get closer to Ling Yun.

She nodded Beibei's forehead, then said with a smile: Since it is joy? You should sing, little Beibei, can you do it?

Yes! There are many, many more, it sounds nice. Beibei drew a circle in the air to express that she knows a lot.

Are you still singing during this scene? What do you think!

The little guy danced in Ling Yun's arms and said excitedly: What are you singing? White Dragon Horse? No... La La La newspaper selling song?

Beibei shook his head and said in a milky voice, It's not appropriate.

Ling Yun joked: What should I sing?

Beibei laughed, covered her mouth and smiled, and said seriously: Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, wish you...

ha!

An Qing almost burst into laughter!

Beibei scratched his head and pouted: Isn't it good? Then... when you are old, you will lose your teeth...

stop!

Ling Yun couldn't help it. He couldn't watch the fight if he let her sing any longer. He wanted to know if Liao Haifei would surprise him in the end.

The key is that Beibei is so funny, she sings as she pleases, and she even changes the lyrics to make her laugh out loud.