I tried to kill the heroines of luck, but they came after me

Huang Quan disagreed: "Old boatmen do not rely on oars to row, but rely entirely on waves."

Liu Xiyao did not answer Huang Quan's words.

Her face was a little red, but she didn't notice a little dragon jumping on top of her head, hanging her head with a sad face: "It's over, the soul of this stupid thing is much more compatible with this body than I am now."

Very weird feeling.

"We... Have we met somewhere?"

warm and cozy.

"I feel... I am filled, as if I have found my missing soul. This is the first time in more than a year that I am so complete, and my memory seems to be recovering... It's like something hammered on my head a few times, and I suddenly became enlightened..."

Liu Xiyao was about to say something, but a wave suddenly broke the boat, she subconsciously dragged Huang Quan to escape.

As a result, he was hugged and stood on the water.

It's just that the little dragon man was so frightened that he retreated back to Huang Quan's body.

And at this time, Liu Xiyao realized that a huge monster had climbed up in the water around them.

Dragon.

The golden vertical pupils appeared majestic, indifferent, and furious, and the thunder from the sky sounded appropriately, which seemed to indicate its monstrous rage.

Looking at this ferocious giant, Liu Xiyao couldn't help feeling chills in her heart.

Lord Canghailong was very angry, or should I say furious.

Obviously broke through the blockade.

Obviously, you are about to make a big disturbance in the world, tell the dragons in the world that your king is back.

The intertwining of two happy things should have brought him more happiness, but why did it become like this? !

There was a storm, and she wanted to kill the human race for fun, but someone rescued her, with zero casualties.

When he was bothering the savior, he was forced to take another mouthful of lemon-flavored dragon food.

What is this?

I, Lord Canghailong, don't want to lose face?

When the rescuer was about to reach the critical point, Lord Canghailong couldn't bear it anymore. With a flick of the dragon's tail, a wave smashed the ship.

Seeing the other party standing above the water, Lord Cang Hailong also floated to the surface, glaring at him.

It wants to see, which pair of dogs and men dare to sprinkle dog food on themselves today!

However, Liu Xiyao was also furious.

Just today, she managed to get her memory back.

It turned out to be messed up again.

It's really "tolerate the more you think about it for a while, the more you get angry, and the more you take a step back, the more you lose"!

Is this the end of Chapter 63...

Thinking of this, Liu Xiyao clenched her fist more and more tightly.

And as Liu Xiyao clenched her hand tightly, the surrounding space began to distort, as if it was bearing a terrible load.

The space distortion is also confined to her side, if you don't observe deliberately, you may not be able to detect the abnormality.

However, Huang Quan, who was in the middle of the two violent people, was the only one present who was not angry.

Just kidding, what scene has he never seen?

wrong……

He had never seen this scene before.

What level of monster is this?

Liu Xiyao's anger turned to anger, but she faced the behemoth in front of her.

This dragon, just the majesty it exudes has already made her feel afraid. It can be seen that the difference in cultivation between the two is as immeasurable as sea water.

And with Xiaolongren's departure, Liu Xiyao's IQ experience card naturally expired and gradually returned to 'normal'.

She didn't consider the gap between the strength of the two at all, and the possibility of winning or losing.

The two irritable creatures had already met their eyes.

After confirming the eyes, it is the person (dragon) who wants to kill.

So after omitting a set of standard procedures of "what you look at, what you look at", Canghailongjun took the lead in attacking.

I saw a thunderbolt from the sky was led down by Lord Canghailong, and the thunder light wrapped around Lord Canghailong.

The gloomy and dark sky, the bursts of thunder, the turbulent floating sea, and the Canghai Longjun surrounded by thunder, and those pair of cold golden vertical pupils.

It looks like a giant beast that will destroy the world, full of oppression, as if every move will bring terrible disaster.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt hit Liu Xiyao, as if it was about to destroy everything in its way.

Seeing that the opponent made the first move, Liu Xiyao rolled up her sleeves.

But she had just rolled up her sleeve halfway.

Thunder strikes!

The silver thunder tore apart the darkness between heaven and earth, and tore apart the stars and sea.

At the same time, it is the most splendid protagonist between heaven and earth.

After Jing Zhe appeared, thunder followed one after another.

Boom!

This thunder was shocking, as if it was ringing in the ear.

Tens of thousands of silver electric lights are woven together to form an incomparably huge silver lightning net.

There were faint purple-blue thunderbolts churning among the clouds.

That purple cyan thunderbolt twists and turns, powerful and powerful.

Thunder, this sky-high cultivation...

"The two ants don't waste my time, I am in a hurry to get on the road."

Liu Xiyao's heart trembled heavily, and an indescribable feeling suddenly rose from the depths of her soul.

She found that she could not control her body at all.

A voice came from the bottom of my heart.

"Get out of the way! You will die."

But these hands and feet seemed to be filled with lead, no matter how she manipulated them, they didn't respond and remained motionless.

I had to watch the thunder fall helplessly.

"Is it over like this... I'm a little unwilling."

There are still many unfinished business...

If possible, I want to go back and eat half a bowl of noodles in my room...

next second.

A brilliant light burst out in front of her.

The extremely ear-piercing sound of the fusion of friction and electric current.

The fragmented light curtain resolved her death.

When she came back to her senses, her eyes were filled with unconcealable astonishment and suspicion.

The man in white stretched his right hand forward. The shield pattern on the back of his hand was like the light curtain in front of him, full of cracks.

Slow, heavy, imperceptibly, but slowly, more and more cracks appeared.

The encircling circle of silver light split a gap, and then the cracks gradually began to extend like a spider's web.

Accompanied by a violent noise, the entire circle of light suddenly collapsed, and pieces of light gradually dissipated in the air.

"Are you OK?"

Liu Xiyao stared blankly at the shield on the back of his hand, the crystal fragments slowly floated into the air like dandelions, and then disappeared without a trace.

"I...thank you."

An inappropriate voice interrupted her.

"Very good, human, you have successfully angered me! Can you use such a life-saving spiritual weapon a second time?"

At this time, the dark clouds gathered again in the sky, almost covering the entire sky above the Floating Sea, and accompanied by the dark clouds was the faint sound of Heaven's Punishment.

Above the cloud head, Lord Canghailong has turned into a human form, with black hair and golden pupils, a formidable expression, wearing a tyrannical dragon armor, holding a sky meteor gun, with a monstrous aura.

Liu Xiyao's eyes darkened, it was true...

With Huanghuang Tianwei just now, she even had the hallucination of the Palace Master personally coming.

You must know that the Palace Master is the strength of the Heavenly Monarch...

No matter how unresponsive she was, she began to understand the gap between the two.

"Let's go, I'll see if I can hold him back."

After all, it started with her.

Liu Xiyao pushed Huang Quan.

But with her strength, she couldn't push it.

"Let me do it, the Huang family can only use this stunt once in a lifetime, you have to remember my kindness."

Huang Quan didn't wait for Liu Xiyao to refute.

There is a kind of aura of avenue wrapped around his body. Under this aura of avenue, he seems to be a bit out of place with this world, or in other words, he is more like an immortal king.

Independence.

Chifeng sword has been unsheathed.

A phantom that was [-]% similar to him and mixed with her appearance lay in front of him.

He stands in the endless starry sky, his body seems real and illusory, straddling the galaxy.

With his back facing Huang Quan, his jet-black hair was naturally scattered behind his back, and he was wearing a pitch-black robe.

The whole body was shrouded in the immortal energy of chaos, and the body was silent and motionless, as if it had always been like this for thousands of years.

The moment he appeared, the Eternal Galaxy lost its light.

There was a sigh.

"Hey……"

In an instant, the entire starry sky began to shatter, and the stars turned into meteors and fell one after another, outlining a beautiful picture.

Cut open the entire broken galaxy, and the world will be destroyed.

Vaguely, Liu Xiyao seemed to see a peerless sword fairy.

Slashing the sky with one sword, the stars and rivers fall, and the mountains and rivers are forever silent.

Vaguely, everyone in the opening ceremony seemed to see a shadow of an exiled immortal, carrying the brilliance of the world.

In front of this sword, Lord Canghailong couldn't even raise the thought of resisting, otherwise it would be a blasphemy against him.

There is only a cold light left in front of my eyes, and nothing else exists.

The time is as long as decades, and finally someone woke up from a big dream, and realized that he was covered in cold sweat, subconsciously trembling his lips and muttering to himself: "Is this God's anger?"

Du Jinze, who was talking nonsense and enjoying the joy of victory, was split in two, and the smile of the winner was still on his face until he died.

The light curtain around the Palace Master was shattered, she smiled wryly and looked in the direction of Canghai City: "Before he crossed over, he must have been very strong in playing games..."

The blue sky was cloudless and there was not a trace of haze, and a torn sword mark was left on the blue scroll. This sword must be recorded in the history of immortals. This sword, 3000 million sword cultivators in the world, still need to see it. Lowering his eyebrows, this sword goes backwards, and the way of the sword is like a long night through the ages.

The boy is still the boy.