The Heaven Ladder

"Xiao Yihan, what destiny do you have? Why do you live like this!" looking at the increasingly clear sky, Yuchen star couldn't help talking softly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils were full of complex colors.

He saw everything that had happened before. Every time he thought Xiao Yihan would die, Xiao Yihan could turn good luck into bad luck. To say that it had nothing to do with fate, he absolutely didn't believe it. Moreover, he was the one who studied fate.

"Hahaha, let's go. The good play is over. It's meaningless for us to stay any longer."

Within the mysterious boundary, with a burst of space wriggling, it soon calmed down, as if nothing had happened.

The same thing happened in another space boundary. As if it had been agreed in advance, the two are in no order.

of course. For all this, whether it is the immortal emperors crying on the ground or the genius floating in the air, they don't know.

About half an hour later, the noise on the ground gradually subsided. Looking at the black and blue faces of the people, it seemed that they were angry. In fact, it was also easy to understand that they really lost their wife and soldiers this time. They not only lost an arm, but also lost the space ring.

At their level, it's not difficult to repair the broken arm and spend some precious medicine, but all the treasures in the space ring are sect treasures. Now they are lost. It's a devastating blow to a sect. The most hateful thing is that they don't dare to chase them back.

"Bang"

A deafening explosion suddenly sounded, which immediately disrupted everyone's thoughts. When I heard the reputation, I saw a bloody black dragon rushing towards the people with a pale figure. When I looked closely, it was heroxian emperor.

At the moment, although the breath of Herod was slightly weak, there were no obvious scars on his body.

"Master..."

Tightly pursed her lips, Feng Yueer could not help but see a layer of water mist in her pupils. Although she did not see the figure of Feng Yanxian emperor, she knew that at the moment, heroxian emperor could stand here intact, which could only explain one problem: the defeat of Feng Yanxian emperor or... The loss of his body!

Like the wind and moon, when they saw the appearance of Herod alone, they all looked at each other and looked incredible.

"Xiao Yihan?" he flew straight into the crowd, and Herod asked coldly.

When they heard the speech, they shook their heads and said nothing.

After looking around the crowd, Herod's heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley. Looking at their tragic situation and their black and green hesitation, it's needless to think that Xiao Yihan must have run away.

Clenching his fists, Herod wanted to get angry, but finally forced himself to suppress it. Although these people were poor, they were also the leaders of various sects, not his men.

After taking a deep look at the people, Herod took the green dragon and flew straight into the sky. When he passed by fengyue'er, he suddenly stopped.

"What are you doing?"

Staring at Herod, Feng Yueer gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Her pretty face was frosty and her beautiful eyes were full of hate.

Staring at fengyue'er for a while, Herod's pupil flashed a trace of senleng killing intention, secretly clenched his teeth, and a tangle surged on his face.

Feeling that a sense of killing has locked herself in, Feng Yuer's delicate body can't help trembling, her lips are tight, and her pretty face is full of decisive color.

"Tell your master, it's not over today!"

With a cold hum, Herod took the green dragon and flew straight away, leaving Fengyue son in his place full of doubts.

In fact, in the war between fengyanxian emperor and heroxian emperor, fengyanxian emperor not only had nothing, but also won completely. Just for some reason, when he fought with heroxian emperor, he left a sentence: something, don't fight. Then it disappeared.

In this regard, Herod was helpless and angry. Herod despised the battle as a child's play. Didn't he despise him?

Of course, Herod would never say such a thing to the public. That is, in the end, he would rather let the public misunderstand than clarify the reason.

No matter how angry Herod was, the wind moon at the moment was shining with beautiful eyes and ecstatic. She looked around, her pretty face full of expectation.

She is waiting for Fengyan immortal to pick her up.

"Hoo Hoo"

In the high altitude of the raging wind, Beihan Xianjun dragged Xiao Yihan to gallop quickly. Looking at their talking and laughing appearance, it seems that they are having some kind of "cordial and friendly" communication.

"Shifu, spare your life. If you fall so high, you will really die!"

"Oh? What did you tell you before you became a teacher?"

"Bu Da Xianjun, the thief disciple, can't expose his identity... I didn't deliberately expose it. I was met by an acquaintance..."

"Oh? Really? Is there anyone else in the fairy world who has broken eyes besides Hiro? This dress is specially made by your martial uncle. It can not only stretch freely, but also hide the breath. If you don't say, who knows you are Xiao Yihan?"

Hearing what Beihan Xianjun said, Xiao Yihan was speechless. In fact, he was also a mistake. After all, he was used to the name Xiao Yihan and would inevitably blurt out when introducing himself to others.

After escaping from Shengtian, Xiao Yihan separated Dongqian and Zhongmu. According to Beihan Xianjun and others, the disciples who stole the sect performed very badly during the trip to the five elements fairy house. The most hateful thing is that as a disciple, he didn't think of the master at all and asked the master to work with his old arms and legs. It's really waste! In order to steal the door in the future, we must drag it back to deep repair.

In this regard, Xiao Yihan and others can only bear it silently. After all, these old guys are their masters. They have no chance to refute what they are willing to say.

"Have you nothing to say? You know it's wrong? Yo, what's your expression? Go down and reflect on yourself!"

While talking, Beihan Xianjun suddenly loosened Xiao Yihan's hand. With a startling voice, Xiao Yihan fell straight down.

"Old man, if you murder your own disciples, you will be punished!"

The yellow sand filled the air, and Xiao Yihan soon disappeared. In the empty space, only his exclamation echoed.

"Hum, fight with me! You can't kill yourself!" he rubbed his hands proudly, and the North Han Xianjun smiled sadly.

"Is it fun?"

"Of course it's fun. Bah, how can it be fun? I'm doing it for his good... Wait!"

Suddenly turned around, the pupil of Beihan Xianjun suddenly opened, the corner of his mouth pulled slightly, and his face was full of horror.

Looking along the eyes of Beihan Xianjun, I saw a beautiful shadow standing quietly, with a smile on his face, his pupils were slightly cold, and the jade hand clenched his fist sent out a burst of bone explosion. Looking closely, it was the missing Fengyan Immortal Emperor.

"Cough, how do you know... Hey, I don't mean to exclude you. Don't wait for me like this. I mean, you're not cold in such a strong wind..."

He swallowed his saliva hard. Beihan Xianjun's face was full of flattery. Where was the natural and unrestrained like idle clouds and wild cranes in the past? When talking, he couldn't help moving back slightly.

"Whoosh"

With a light sound, the body of Beihan Xianjun suddenly became stiff. Around him, I don't know when to start, there was a fire, and in the fire, there were nine rings that wriggled slightly to seize the sky lock.

Walking slowly to the side of Beihan Xianjun, a proud smile gradually appeared on the face of Fengyan Xiandi. The jade arm gently rested on Beihan Xianjun's shoulder, and a pair of beautiful eyes couldn't help narrowing slightly.

"You made me look so hard!"