The God of Sky & Earth

Duanmu Yuman did not answer, but his eyes were thoroughly cold, what purple wind, what is the first in the lake, not even a fart in front of Duanmu.

Even Jun Qitian, in the eyes of Duanmu, is insignificant.

Luo has no choice but to rush to hold the purple elders, his eyes change rapidly, indicating no more to talk.

"Purple elders, read your guardian heart! Then dare to say such words, and press into the abyss!" Luo nowhere angry.

Immediately, the purple elders trembled, and the same person was desperate to the extreme.

Must be sent in a moment of white, floating in the air, vicissitudes of the old man who will be like a wood, can not help but shake his head, old tears, extremely uncomfortable.

Looking at the sad old shepherd of Zi, Su Yi’s heart instantly lingered in a sixty or seventy-year-old, short stature.

When I was rumored to be killed in Shenu Valley, the mood of Su’s elders should be so helpless, Su Yi’s heart instantly brought a trace of fluctuations.

Although the purple wind is unforgivable, the ghosts are fascinated, but for a person who has worked hard to cultivate him, the purple wind means all the efforts and efforts of the purple elders.

The most ridiculous thing is that Jun Haotian has to bury his life for a paranoid master.

"Hey!"

At this time, the audience continued to sing and sigh, this is the pride of the sky, but it ended up like this, and at this time, a straight figure on the stage caught everyone's attention.

Jun Haotian slightly thin body, standing straight on the ground, let the people next to how to ask for life, the sword eyebrows still stand up, full of perseverance, unmoved.

"Poor Jun Haotian, the master is about to die, he is scared! There is no reaction at all!"

"Yes! If I were him, I would not stand it!"

"The original son of Tianjiao, who was used by the master for a lifetime, was put on a shackle at a young age. It is hard to imagine such an ending!"

The arguments of ordinary elders and disciples are like a steel cone that has been poked on the backbone of Junyitian. Han Yu’s soft Li Shiran has long since disappeared and turned his head slightly.

In the eyes of the monk, who looked calm and watery, Su Yi’s eyes were illusory, and the heart could not help but rush.

"This guy, is it all about dying? There is no reaction at all. The purple wind and the left-wing wind have different attitudes. Anyone will be cool!"

Just when Jun Haotian faced a desperate situation, this kind of calm posture made Su Yi renewed his new view on this first Tiangong Temple.

Among the same age, there is very little that makes Su Yi feel the toughness of the mind, the existence of the soul energy against the sky, watching the survival of the monarchy, still without losing the grace, Su Yizhong nodded.

"I will go by myself!" The disciples of the Tiangong Palace towed away the ones who were crying, and Junyi Tianjian’s eyebrows picked one and whispered.

Looks like water, secluded and glanced at the sky of the Temple of Heaven, and the corner of the mouth of the monk was slightly pulled, and he got up and bowed to the Duanmu Yuman and the ancient elders.

"Oh, God knows sin! The master has punished, the cultivation of the Heavenly Palace, the unforgettable days, only the next life!"

The sound of the sound, the mighty winds will send every sentence to everyone's ear, and the attitude of not being humble will make everyone move.

In the eyes of Gu Yue and others, the light was dimmed, and then it was dimmed. The decision made by Duanmugong did not have the slightest pleading space.

Can say no to dare to say! For the pleading of the monarch, it is undoubtedly to put yourself in the left Qiufeng school, sympathy for the monarch, is undoubtedly a reprimand of Duanmu.

"Hey!"

Every step of Jun Haotian is extremely tough, like a meteorite, and it is shocking people step by step.

When Su Yi was around, the two men were opposite each other, and the pressure between the souls contradicted each other. No one wanted to let it. At this moment, there was a flash of fighting spirit in the eyes of Jun Hao, and it was extinguished in a blink of an eye, like a fire of stars. Disappeared again.

"Su Yi, you are the opponent of my life! The next time, I met, we have a lot of competition! Hahaha!" Junyi did not consciously laugh, and there was a trace of sorrow between the eyebrows.

Su Yi's heart is moving, this is a weak resistance, but also a surrender to fate! It is a compromise to reality!

The silent sigh spread in front of every elder of the Heavenly Palace, and my heart couldn’t help but swear, wouldn’t the Tiangong Palace lose a genius of decision?

Su Yi and Jun Haotian's contest, the final result of Su Yi's victory, but Jun Haotian's place under the spot was unexpected, and the heart sighed slightly.

The wind in the left hill lying on the ground is a joke-like existence compared to his own apprentice. They are disdainful about the wind in the left hill lying on the ground.

"Slow!" Su Yi got up when he got up, his face was positive, and he shrugged his nose.

During the time, everyone turned their eyes to the side of Su Yi, and Jun Haotian, who was about to step down, turned around.

Su Yi walked to Duanmu Yuman and stared at Duanmu's face and said: "The Dumumuzhu, I have one thing to ask for."

Hearing this sentence, Duanmu Muman’s moonbrows were slightly stunned, and his heart had already guessed what Su Yi wanted to say.

"You want to plead with Jun Haotian?"

"Yes! This matter has nothing to do with Jun Haotian. Please also open the main floor of Duanmu Palace."

Duanmu Muman was as cold as a white jade face, and there was a slight surprise. Everyone was slightly surprised. Su Yi was surprised by this competitor!

"There is no room for this, you can retire!"

During the time, a soul pressure rushed into the heart of Su Yi, and the demon spirit trembled fiercely. Su Yi’s eyes immediately showed a lot of snowflakes.

Haotian’s temperament is like a gripper, which usually locks Su Yi’s body. In front of Duanmu’s body, Su Yi feels that she is so small that she is so small.

"This is the disparity of power! Compared with Duanmu Yuman, I am still too small!" Su Yi suddenly picked up a huge wave.

In the distance, Jun Haotian, the eyes waved, the body shook slightly, and the trembling lips were amazed. I didn't expect that the last second, for myself, turned out to be Su Yi who had not called several times.

Su Yi’s heart has his own thoughts. He is stubborn and reluctant to come to his heart again. Jun Haotian is like a self-reliant self in the past. He has a mysterious light group, but he has nothing.

If you were at the volcano, you would choose your heart and die, and you will not have yourself now.

Su Yi clenches his teeth. This is not only to save the monarch, but to save himself and use blood to save the impending collapse.

Life should be in the hands of yourself, not by others!

At this moment, Su Yi wants to fight! Fight for the heavens, fight for yourself, fight for a big world, and grab a world!

"Killing a person is far more meaningful than redeeming a person!" Su Yi drums up the pressure of the soul and resists the pain of the meridians.

The incomparable gaze is like a cold lake, and the end of the wood is like a hidden endless force.

"Boom!"

Duanmu seems to once again see which thin figure in the ice and snow, to fight with the sky, fight with the land, protect himself under the unyielding figure.

At that moment, in Duanmu's eyes, the smoke wave circulated, fluctuating again and again, scorning red lips, faintly said.

"For him, do you want to defy me?"

Su Yi mouth corner micro-hook, a proud stand towering, said: "For you, the same!"