The God of Sky & Earth

Su Yi concealed the breath, but at this moment, how can it be completely concealed under such a confrontation, and it will be discovered by these powerful people.

"rumble……"

On the golden boulders, the rumbling of the rumbling is endless, and the terrible breath is rushing.

Even Nalan Ruyu and Li Qingwei, who are in the process of confrontation, have to look at each other and be alarmed.

Everything gradually subsided, on the golden boulders, under the gaze of a lack of light, the two figures have been separated, each standing, separated by a few feet!

"Who wins?"

All eyes are on the field, most concerned about who wins and who loses.

The eyes of a strong man are very curious at the moment, sneaking around and want to know the answer.

"I am careless, I am defeated!"

The dust is lifted and looked at Su Yi. There are gaze in the scorpion, shocking, surprised, and slightly complicated.

Su Yi was carrying a smack of blood, and a trace of blood spilled from his mouth. He looked at the dust and said: "You are not defeated."

"You have not lost, but if we agree to repair the level, I am afraid that it will not be an opponent, so I am still defeated!"

There was a bitter smile on the face of the dusty dust, and with a few touches of shock, he just knew the strongest strength he had encountered.

The virtual dust is also the most clear and easy to understand the real repair of the guy. This guy has not even set foot in the realm of the Yuan Dynasty.

And his own realm of the four realities, although not really defeated, but actually did not take any advantage.

For him, it is already a defeat.

If that guy is also a four-dimensional cultivation of the real thing, this consequence he can imagine!

"The next one is handed over to you. I didn't win the first of the Shengwu Conference, but I hope you can win!"

The voice fell, and the dust turned and then jumped down the golden boulders. z cool smith net! The first k hair. E0=

No one noticed that the moment the virtual dust turned around, the corner of the mouth also overflowed with blood, and the red blood of the red dyed the white body.

Looking at the back of the virtual dust, Su Yi's eyes, just a move, should be half a catty, and they have the advantage of being too sacred and the body of King Kong, this can be countered, if it continues to fight, it is true. I don't know who wins and who loses.

However, it is really the same level of cultivation. Su Yi is really confident. He has the advantage of being too sacred and the body of King Kong. Among the same level, it should be invincible.

"Easy is actually winning!"

"Too strong!"

"It's too abnormal, it's incredible!"

"You feel that you don't have it. It seems that Yi Yi is still only a golden soul!"

"..............."

The audience was full of boiling, and there was a lot of discussion. It was incredible, and the overlord Zong Yizhen won again.

Some people have seen the real cultivation of Su Yi, the Yuan Ling Jing Jiu Duan, and actually defeated the virtual dust and the spirit of the fourfold, this is incredible!

"Unbelievable!"

"This is the overlord Zong Yizhen, talented and enchanting!"

Among the major forces in the mountain gate, there are strong people who are also exclaimed.

Although they can see that the two men are also half a catty, the Naha Wang Zongyi’s nine-fold cultivation of Yuan Lingjing is a slogan of the four virtual dusts of the Yuan Dynasty. It is already very clear.

These talents are definitely the enchanting enchanting!

"This guy, it's a bit too strong!"

In the Tiangong Palace, there are some tongues in the vice president of Guanlan.

The ruthless face of the West calmed down and his hands did not know when he had clenched his fists.

Immediately, the ruthless face of the West showed a faint smile and a bit of a bitter smile.

Su Yi won, and according to the rules, has entered the top two, according to the original gambling, he can really join the mysterious overlord.

On the golden boulder on one side, the confrontation between Nalan Ruyu and Li Qingwei continues.

Li Qingwei has already done the best of the cards, and she has done her best. The whole body is covered with a sturdy armor, crystal clear, tightly wrapped around the embossed body, and has a moving beauty.

"Long..."

The fingerprints are constantly condensed, and Li Qingwei's face is dignified, constantly swaying the shadows of the remnants of the soul, and the waves of the sky are surging. With the power of the heavens and the earth, the strange runes appear, and the boundless waters in front of the human form are made into a green light. The great sword of Haotian, the terrible swords engulfing, if carrying the power of Wang Yang, directly smashed to Nalan Ruyu!

"There is only this, then let's end!"

Nalan Ruyu still looks cold and indifferent. There has never been too much movement. The soul of the heavens has no influence on him. The body is fluctuating and has a big handprint.

Suddenly, before this handprint, a terrible sacred force smashed the sky and smog, shaking the heavens and the earth to make the field discolored.

The green sword is shining, plundering and smashing, and colliding with the handprint.

The sky is stirring, the sky is roaring, the space ripples are blowing, the void is constantly shaking, and the glare of the light makes it difficult for people to look directly.

"puff……"

In the glory of the sky, Li Qingwei was shocked, vomiting blood, Yinhong blood will render pale lips, with a few points of praise, the face is completely pale.

The strongest of Qingyun Zong is far from the eye, and the eyes are helpless.

This result seems to have been in their expectations for a long time, but it is still shocked. The strength of Nalan Ruyu is actually so strong.

Li Qingwei got up, no words, the body's armor disappeared, looked at Nalan Ruyu, and slowly walked down the golden boulders, she had already lost, completely unable to fight again.

Nalan is like a jade landing, the light on her body is still looming, the hair is dancing, and the **** is super!

"Hey!" There was a bell ringing.

Ouyang Yuanfeng jumped out of the shadows and set foot on the void. He looked at the two young people in the field at the moment. His eyes were very complicated, but he had to announce the results.

"Congratulations to the holy mountain Nalan Ruyu, the overlord Zong Yizhen won the next round!"

"boom!"

The voice of Ouyang Yuanfeng has not yet fallen, and the whole scene is full of boiling, rushing into the sky, and numerous vibrating arms shouting.

"Nalan is like jade!"

"Easy!"

Countless young men and women screamed one after another, drowning everything, deafening.

Nalan Ruyu, the holy son of the Holy Mountain, the true pride of the sky, has always been the goal and idol of all young people.

The identity of the Son of the Holy Mountain is already proof of everything.

But Yi Yi, from the unknown name to the defeat of Ouyang Jinwei, killing Chu Changhuan, defeating Shao Sijun, virtual dust and other arrogant opponents, also completely conquered the full field.

Relative to Nalan Ruyu, that is the existence of high and high, which is the existence of all young people.

Yi Yi is all the way out, and for the onlookers present, it is more like going out of them. Let them see them for the first time, and some people can be so close to the unreachable existence!

Therefore, for Yi Yi, it is a lot of people who are full of closeness and identity. Although there are strong people in the holy mountain, but there are also young people who are just bloody, they can't help but cheer for Su Yi!