Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years

Chapter 170, my life, you can like it.

A white, a golden mask covering the original appearance.

But even if wearing a mask, I can't see the face, a pair of dark and deep ice, carrying hands, slow forward, ignoring between countless eyes, but there is more mysterious.

When he went to Zhou Yun Chang ten meters, steps suddenly stopped, when he slowly looked up, his eyes were more prosperous, as if this moment, like this, the king of the world.

mysterious.

Fantastic.

Zhou Yun said, even if he he himself can't say, he didn't say it. He was a peak of the ancient fairy in the Yinhe, and one of the six kings of the fairy. Familiar with the shares.

Everyone's consciousness will look at it, concentrated on the white dress that walks in front, and ignores the woman.

"mortal?"

Suddenly, everyone glanced. Zhou Yun Chang also changed his face. He turned back in an instant. He was full of face, no matter what, the opponent's martial arts was only a district.

But this is superior.

Unusual eyes.

How can I appear on a mortal?

A silence in the audience.

Xianyu five princes have passed the disciples, suffer from poisonous hands, this festival is coming ...

How to feel ...

"Who is"! "

Yang Yao did no matter who the other party is. Today, there is a Zhou Wang, one of the six kings in Xianyu, who dares to fly in his Sirius.

When you are off, you will ask:

"On the list of birthdays of my Yang family, I don't seem to ask you?"

In addition to the 32th Star Lord, they have sent birthday invitation.

The universities of the Xianyu, the ancient family.

Don't come back.

But there are friends come from afar, and don't mean that people will come out, this helpers want to take this.

But this level of birthday banquet.

The people are all the people of the fairy, the number of people who can call, who will be prejudice, in front of them, the top of the top, deep, wear the mask?

Hereaway.

Zhou Yun's eyebrows wrinkled, I feel slightly, the other side, the darkness, the unpredictable scorpion, even staring straight to him, even if the gold mask covers the face, he still feels that it is hidden under the mask. The corner of the mouth, hicking the radians in this time!

This white youth!

In the face of him, one of the six kings of Xianyu, the ancient fairy peak, so calmly!

"My birthday, do you like?"

The fader words, the first moment, the next moment, the next moment, the face suddenly shocked, Yang Wei, Wang Xue, Lin Hao violent, but also the incoming pupil, I can't help but breathe. Breath.

It seems that a needle falls on the ground, causing the thunder to rang in the ear.

moment.

A silence in the audience.

Between the day.

Like the air is solidified, everyone does not dare to scream, and the eyes are all looking forward to one of the six kings of the Xianyu. This ancient peak is strong, the face is cold, the pupil is like a knot, and the hook is Staring at the Youth Youth, the sky is angry in the air, exudes a gentle heat such as magma, as if it can melt the opponent's body instantly.

Kill!

The essence of unreasonable, enough to focus on a million meters high mountain peak, such as the wind big waves, the whole rolls, and it is a strong sardous, and whoever listened, it can feel that Zhou Yun is doing his best to curb anger.

"You, is the yellow-shaped box?"

Everyone wonders, a blank head, looking at the white youth.

"What do you say?"

But it is still a faint tone of playing, in the face of an ancient times, one of the six kings in the Xianyan, is about to be ambulse, and it is just a copy of three words.

At present.

The audience atmosphere.

It's nothing to have to feel cold in the eyes of the immortal of them. However, in the first moment of these three words, I feel a deep bone marrow. , Suddenly, I can't help but play a cold.

Zhou Yun's long-shaped face, it can squeeze out the water droplets, full of killing cold sounds, a word a bit bite tooth:

"Do you know, do you do this?"

"Several people in the district, killing, killing, , , countless, what do they count?"

hiss!

The voice just fell, the crowd widened, full of stunned, couldn't help but breathe a cold.

This white youth!

Crazy!

I don't know what I am saying!

Even Zhou Yun Chang is also a glimpse, at all, the other party is so incisive, in an instant, he is a palm of the table, angered:

"Give me this mortal!"

He is very clear in his heart.

With a mortal in the district, how could kill him, and four Xian Sheng pro-disciples, starting from the white Youth Youth, he has always stared at the black dress woman, because he did not wear the other strength!

otherwise.

How do he have anything, how can he waste a tongue for a mortal!

However, the whole audience is Qi Qi, and it is not too mysterious, and the white Youth is too mysterious. I killed the five-songs of Xianyu Wang. I didn't say it. I dare to find it.

They really don't dare to test the Chang Yun Chang.

"A group of gallbladder, a mortal in the district, let you scare this?"

Yang Yugo is a three-two star, and the longest is straight. Even if the other party is really unpredictable strength, what is the fairyland Dynasty?

Six Fairy!

There is also the emperor who promulgated by the Galaxy Greatness!

but.

He just stepped out, the black skirt woman was the same step, and the moment Yang ink was sprayed out of the blood. The body suddenly fell back, directly by a inexplicable power, vocal.

this moment.

Everyone has a white, and it is incredible to look at the black skirt woman in front. Yang Yu is full of face, and his grandfather actually hit it before the other side.

"Guosheng?"

"No, the ancient peak!"

Zhou Yun said his face, suddenly changed, and his expression couldn't say, he probably guess who is a black dress woman.

Great fairyland.

There is only one ancient Sheng!

Looking at the white youth for a long time, Zhou Yun Chang face changed, and finally asked what he had always asked.

"who are you?"

Everyone in the whole game is not dare, full of face. It can have a good servant, this young man is a sacred sacred!

There are countless roads.

this moment.

White Youth is still standing quietly in the snow, lonely, it is like a wind blow, a white dress seems to be integrated with the heavens and the earth, and the mask is full of gold, but also buried it like a star. eye.

A moment when the mask is slowly unveiled.

Yang Wei, Wang Xue, Lin Yizhao and others, looked at the familiar faces and stunned directly.

Everyone, looked at the strange face and stunned.

"You ... you are!"

Zhou Yun said that he looked at the youth. He suddenly had a sharp contraction, the pair of odd eyes, with some kind of dark meaning, so that his body was suddenly treated, as if awakened, a long time in his heart fear.

"My apprentice, I haven't seen it for eight thousand years, the gift from the teacher, can you like it?"

Eight thousand years meet.

you guys!

I still remember the oath of the original!