The God of Sky & Earth

Su Yi walked out, and his body was in a wave of volatility, heading for the open mountain in the open area.

There was a wave of breath, and the disciples of the Holy Mountain gathered in that mountain.

Under the mountain, Su Yi lifted his head and looked up. He looked up.

The virtual dust has always followed Su Yi, and looked around, reminding Su Yi, saying: "It is still necessary to be careful, fearing that there will be arrangements."

"Quick speed!"

Su Yi’s eyes stunned, and after he paused, he stepped out of the way. There was a sense of killing in his eyes, and he still had to fight for the empty sacred martial arts.

Under the circumstances, Su Yi is not outstanding, the black hair is scattered, but the body is innate, and the arrogant gas that is integrated into the bones is not hidden at the moment, naturally released, and the unreasonable people feel the forced The pressure, from having a strong gas field, makes people feel trembled.

"Whizzing……"

A nearby figure rushed to the vicinity and appeared around.

"It is him, he is the king of Zong Yi, I know him!"

Someone immediately recognized Su Yi and exclaimed.

It turned out that it was really a big deal. It seems that the disciples of the tyrants of the tyrants and the sacred mountains were encountered here.

Outside the city's main government, Bawang Zongyi slammed the important disciple of the sacred mountain, Ouyang Jinwei, and let the holy mountain face disappear. These news have already been well known.

Many people have been speculating that in the area of ​​Saint-Wommit, I am afraid that once there is an opportunity, the disciples of the Holy Mountain will not let go of this easy.

Now, they are fortunate to have met this kind of excitement, come very timely, and then there should be a big fight.

Su Yi went up the mountain, and there was a slight red light fluctuation in his body. Luck worked in the body and gave off a strong gas field.

The dust is also going up the mountain, but it is only behind Su Yi, not far from the distance, the look is a lot lighter.

"Whizzing……"

Soon, from the mountains there are a number of figures flying down, a stock is quite impressive.

The figure was patchwork, and in an instant, it appeared around Su Yi and surrounded Su Yi.

"Hey..."

There are weapons out of the sheath, swords and swords, cold and sultry, wind and thunder, the level is not low.

Su Yi’s eyes were quietly swept, and Sen’s murderous eyes were calmer at this moment. There were forty figures in total, half of the sacred disciples, but some disciples who were not holy mountains, and estimated that they should be The so-called disciples of the Xuan Yuanzong, Tianzhumen, Tianyangmen and other mountain gates, the cultivation of the breath is also obviously slightly less than the disciple of the Holy Mountain.

Taking advantage of this battle, Su Yi has a number of hearts. The people of Mount Shengshan are really a slaying arrangement. They have some drills and arrangements. They count the places they have to go through and kill themselves.

His eyes glanced over, and Su Yi looked up slightly and looked at the mountain.

There is a towering tree underneath, and there is a familiar purple robes standing in the distance. The figure is very tall and sturdy, and it is elegant and dusty.

"Chu Changhuan!"

Su Yi knows this person and rumors that the second generation of the younger generation who came to participate in the Shengwu Conference this time, the strength of the cultivation is still far above Ouyang Jinwei.

With this lineup, and Chu Changhuan sitting in the town, it is enough to prove the extent to which Shengshan wants to kill his heart.

The faint coldness in the eyes flashed, so many disciples of the Holy Mountain, who were able to participate in the Shengwu Conference, should also be important disciples of the Holy Mountain. Su Yi felt that if they were damaged in the Sanwumu area, the holy mountain I will feel my heartache too!

"Easy, I have repeatedly challenged my holy mountain, and today you have to pay the price!"

Among the group of sacred disciples surrounded by the sacred priests, this one is the leader of the Chinese costume, the temperament is very good, the atmosphere is strong, holding a three-foot sword in the hand, pointing to the void, the light is horrible, '嗡嗡' wind thunder The sound is loud.

I have to say that this young man is very good, just standing next to Chu Changhuan, being covered up with light, and standing with other disciples at this moment, suddenly outstanding, bright and temperament.

"Sure enough, they are the people of the Holy Mountain. They are going to shoot for Yi!"

"Many sacred disciples, afraid that they are ready, will not let the tyrants of the tyrants of the tyrants!"

"Overlord Zong Yizhen, several times to make the holy mountain face nowhere, angered the holy mountain!"

"But the disciples of the sacred mountains, so many people have dealt with a little-known tyrant disciple, is it too much!"

"This is the holy martial arts world. As long as this is easy to die, it is not good for others to say anything!"

"Hey, Yi Yi seems to be two people too. Who else is there, is it with Yi?"

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Soon, there have been many people around, and they are secretly talking about it.

Some people have noticed the dust, which is very strange. Is there anyone who wants to offend the holy mountain with Yi?

Looking at the young man in front of the Chinese costume, Su Yi glanced a faint look, but did not speak, seems to ignore the meaning.

"Hey..."

In the distance, there is a figure plundering, the robes cover the face tightly, and look at the movement on the mountain, not only a little faster.

Several people swept away, and the people appeared outside the encirclement of the sacred disciples who surrounded Su Yi.

"Want to find death!"

There are sacred disciples who screamed in the cold, and they were killing the tyrants of the tyrants, and some people dared to come.

Su Yi and the virtual dust also felt that someone appeared, looking back, suddenly looked worried.

This is not someone else, it is the scaly scale.

"You have more bullies and fewer people, some are unfair!"

The scales looked up and looked at the disciples of the sacred mountains and other disciples. The brows were slightly wrinkled. Then they looked at the surrounded Su Yi and the virtual dust. They smiled and smiled very badly, but they were sincere.

"Half-and-a-half beast, it turned out to be a hybrid!"

"It turned out to be half a scorpion!"

When you see the appearance of the scaly scales, many people suddenly show the color of disgust, and they show their disdain. This human being, half-human and half-beast, has always been treated as a livestock.

In front of those eyes and harsh words, the scales are not low because of the face.

The scales were somewhat lost. He originally thought that the holy mountain was a paradise and holy place for the warriors. The disciples of the holy mountain should not be like this.

The disciples of the Holy Mountain may be different.

But now, the scaly scale feels like the disciple of the Holy Mountain.

"We have no relatives, you are going!" Su Yi turned his head and said to the scales.

"It's not fair, they have a lot of people, I can help you deal with a few!"

The scales hesitated, and then he said slightly to Su Yi.

He chased it up and felt that he had to come to help.

Yi Yi and virtual dust are good people, he can feel, do not want to watch them being killed.

"It doesn't matter, these little fish, I am still not in the eye, let's go!"

Su Yi shook her head and smiled lightly. I didn't expect this scaly scale to follow up. Some accidents, I don't want to be tired of this scaly.