The God of Sky & Earth

Bi Changtian also stood up with a bang, and his eyes looked at Su Yi.

"Bi Changtian, do you have to make a joke to stop you?" Bi Ling frowned, and he was already angry.

A few disciples of Taihangzong around Bi Changtian stood up and persuaded Bi Ling.

"What's the good thing about this kid! Bi Ling's sister, isn't he gone, we can't compare with others?"

"Yeah, the Yuan Dynasty is twofold, which one of us is no better than him!"

Su Yi Jian's eyebrows are low, and an anger rushes to the top. He is still trying to restrain himself. Han Yu, who is next to him, forks his hands and says.

"I don't know my own waste, Bi Ling, are you too chosen to participate in this kind of fool?"

"Han Yurou, I respect you as the daughter of the innumerable doorkeeper. I am less than there to provoke the right and wrong. We are too accommodating and you are not able to interject here!" Bi Changtian’s body burst into flames, and the vitality of the wooden attributes The soles of the feet spiraled and the waves swayed throughout the area.

Han Yurou also did not show weakness, blocking in front of Su Yi, the strong wind attribute palm print quickly cut through the space, the front of the body quickly distorted, the violent property skyrocketed, bringing a long series of space fluctuations.

The hatchback confronted each other, and the entire venue filled with the smoke of the battle, and the atmosphere touched.

"Hey!"

The entire venue was throwing a strange look at the Taihangzong. There were surprises, wait and see, and there were also downfalls and optimistic dramas.

"Hey, Taihangzong has grown a lot in the past few years! This time it seems to be fighting for the upstream forces!" Han Yurou's eyebrows are tight, his hands are screaming and windy, full of disdain and contempt.

"Yurou sister, Bi Changtian, don't let go, Su Yi wants to go wherever you go! Here is Lingbao Pavilion! Not Taihangzong, don't be embarrassed!" Bi Ling reminded me.

"This infinite master and Han Yurou are very good to me!"

Su Yi, who runs the mixed yuan to the glory in the dark, is quite touched in his heart, and Biling’s words are not without reason.

Being able to protect themselves in the public, that is, to tell the world that Su Yi is the person they protect, no one is allowed to intervene.

In such a wave of volatility, the practice of Wuliangmen was touched by Su Yixin.

"Who dares to make trouble in my Lingbao Pavilion?"

A cry of resentment sounded from the corridor, and a woman in a deep position slowly walked in the depths of the darkness, and the sound was only about forty.

"It’s Mr. Hundreds!" everyone shouted.

"Another deacon of the Lingbao Pavilion in the Nether City, Mr. Hundreds?" The person in front of the Zongmen said with fear.

"Yeah, I heard that I never came out. Usually only Mr. Qian Qi came out. The quality of Mr. Bai’s soul is extremely high. The rumor is the strongest existence of Lingge Pavilion in the Nether City!"

"Who dares to make trouble in my Lingbao Pavilion?" The fiery "woman" comes with a mature charm, and it is full of charm.

Like a burning butterfly, the red eyebrows were slightly picked, and the eyes swept through everyone, and finally fell on Su Yi from Bi Changtian.

The people who were staring at them frowned, and the winds would be slow to open, but they saw a lot of good plays.

With interest, he walked toward Su Yi, and his inexplicable fascination filled the entire hall. Under the eyes of the public, Su Yi also subconsciously began to operate the ancient demon.

"A strong soul power!" Su Yi was shocked.

Han Yu's soft Bi Ling is unconsciously giving way to this temperamental, but extremely beautiful Mr.

After the fragrant wind passed, like a catwalk, walking past the Taihang clan, it was obvious that a hot and incomparable breath was rising.

"Woman" gently squinted, such as jade carved chin gently on the shoulders of Su Yi, seemingly without the warmth of the low voice.

"Little brother, are you making trouble?"

"boom!"

A hot blood suddenly rushed to Su Yi's head, and his strength rose sharply, but he found that he had been locked in the breath by the geeks in front of him. He wanted to break through the shackles, and it was necessary to expose all the repairs.

"This is what a weirdo! This is a man!" Su Yi's heart suddenly felt that 10,000 elephants ran across.

Even if this person is even more beautiful than Han Yurou or Bi Ling, every cell pore is filled with magnetic enchanting taste.

When I thought of him as a man, Su Yi’s stomach was tumbling, and a goose bump was like a reptile climbing every inch of skin.

"Not that I am making trouble!" Su Yi's dark scorpion came out with a flame, his hands twisted and he gradually clenched into a fist.

"You are not honest, I just saw it, little age, so charming, the two beautiful people are jealous for you here! Still said no!"

Mr. Hundreds of horns leaned back and crossed his hands, half-squinting at the phoenix eyes and looking at Su Yi.

When the machine was down, Su Yi was backed up two meters away from Mr. Bai, and suddenly felt the release of the mind, the whole person relaxed a lot.

"Call!" Su Yi secretly sighed in a deep breath, the soul energy of this strange man is far above Jing Qianqi, perhaps also a soul sorcerer.

Su Yi's escape made Jing Bai's face reveal a hint of strange color, only to listen to Su Yi's gaze with a bit of sloppy, whispered.

"Mr. Hundreds, I can go to the Wumen Gate! I am here to participate in the Fengyun Conference, not to make trouble!"

"Humph!"

Mr. Hundreds of Pleasant red lips that were thinner than women, slightly stunned, stretched out slender fingers, and kept looking.

"The most hated is called my husband, Baihua sister, call me Baihua sister!"

After that, Jing Bai’s eyes shot two electric awns, and a violent, sharp, empty air broke through the wind.

The momentary collapse in the sky above Su Yi, Su Yi the whole person was locked again when he boarded, and it is impossible to retreat.

Many young people present, including Bi Changkong, were shocked, and then an obvious ridicule was outlined.

However, Han Yu's soft Bi Ling has been prevented, and it is possible to stand by the side of Jing Bai's strange, and has been shocked by this enormous soul energy.

However, at this time, Su Yi did not want to retreat. He secretly operated the mixed yuan to respect the merits. He could not expose the four emperors in the Yuan Dynasty, but the soul cultivation can still be used.

This singularly singularly seems to be a sorrowful soul teacher, and such a soul cultivation should also be in the high-end appearance of the four products.

Can trap yourself, but want to kill yourself, hard!

Su Yi's mouth smiled slightly, and there was a hint of fierceness in the bright eyelids.

"broken!"

The first characteristic of the power of the white god, the sound wave attack was directly brought out by Su Yi, and between the lightning, a low sound burst sounded in front of Su Yi.