Supreme Uprising

For the Tenth Century Circle, Luo Yunyang began to think that it was just a practicing dream, but it was a wonderful dream.

But with the return of Heavenly Venerable Body, as his little tower can cross the Quartet, Luo Yunyang has understood that the emptiness of this day is incredibly real.

He didn't come back because he didn't actually want to break the dream of the sky transport void, in addition to his own too many things.

In Luo Yunyang's eyes, in the sky, those who care about themselves, under the cover of Yuwei left behind, should live well.

At the very least, there will be no difficulty.

None of the three great heavenly lords are fools. Although their incarnation has entered endless emptiness, as long as there is no fall, there must always be a human being left behind.

So they won't be in trouble for the Blue Dragon Marquis Mansion.

It is precisely for this reason that in Luo Yunyang's heart, Blue Dragon Hou Mansion, has always been extremely safe.

But now, at the time of his departure, it was already the Blue Dragon Hou Mansion of the Blue Dragon King's Mansion, and it turned into a ruin.

In Luo Yunyang's heart, a flame burned in the bears.

How's Lu Bingyue? Is she all right?

At first thought, Luo Yunyang's thoughts, like the sky and earth, covered the past in all directions.

Under the cover of Luo Yunyang, that is, Xuanna, centered in the Blue Dragon Hou Mansion, 100,000 miles square, it is all included in the cover of Luo Yunyang's mindset.

These 100,000 miles, even if flying insects pass by, it is difficult to escape the feeling of Luo Yunyang.

In the 100,000 mile flash, the cold light in Luoyun Yang's eyes added a hint, because he didn't feel the smell of the Lu Ice Moon.

Just moments after Luo Yunyang was ready to diffuse his mind again, a scene appeared in his mind, momentarily, Luo Yunyang stopped searching for God, his figure instantly broke the void.

“Sukhesi, I repeat, there is nothing wrong with you here, how far away are you from me right now!” A handsome middle-aged man with an arrogant voice: “Do not seek death yourself. ”

Cebu Hexi, Lord of the Golden City of the Desert, the top expert in the realm of the heavens, in the sky transport void, is also a giant of one side.

He is not very handsome, but his tall body, combined with its unique character, has a sense of arrogance and brilliance.

“Today, I must take him away.” Su Hexi sighed: “The Blue Dragon Hou Mansion was broken, I couldn't catch up, but he was the last descendant of my teacher, and I would never allow him to die here. ”

Speaking of this, Su Hexi's voice said with a chill: “Thousand times at night, you are a disciple of heaven. Do you really want to kill him so quickly? ”

“You know, one day, my teacher will come back. ”

“So what?” In the voice of the thousand times of the night, there is a little indiscretion: “Even if it is a dragon, he must carry it. ”

“Heavenly Fortune God dynasty, Heavenly Fortune void, Sukhee, Sukhee, you are just a frog at the bottom of the well, you have no idea what the universe is, let alone what power it represents from the Sword Sect. ”

Speaking here at night, the voice bears a harsh tone: “The son has issued an order that all the blood of the Blue Dragon Hou Mansion must be pressed into eighteen layers of black prison to bear the suffering of all worms and gods. ”

“He cannot be excluded even if he is a dead child. ”

“Su Hexi, the person who just considered you a temporary disciple, did not teach you much, why are you so obsessed?” Speaking here at night, there is a hint of coldness in the voice: “For the sake of some of our past friendships, this is my last chance to give you. ”

“If you don't cherish it, die! ”

Sukhesi's eyes flashed a hint of coldness, a long golden knife, and appeared in his palm.

“Though I do not inherit the knife of the master, today I want to see how much you, the disciple of the purple crane, have inherited from him. ”

Sukhesi's voice had just fallen, like a thunderous voice. It rang above the Nine Heavens. That night, in a thousand eyes, flashed a hint of cold color.

He looked indifferently at Su Hexi and said coldly: "I would have left you a way to live, but today you will die. ”

“How can you insult my teacher? ”

In the speech room, he had an extra purple sword in his hand, the sword light had not yet been activated, the rolling purple gas, had come from above the Nine Heavens.

Purple gas for nine days!

Su Hexi's eyes fell on the teenager behind him. Although he was eager to take the teenager out of this dangerous area, he himself knew better that his strength was really hard to defeat this night a thousand times.

However, this is the last blood of his family to survive the heavenly emptiness, and he must not watch him being taken to the eighteenth floor of the black prison.

“Look at the knife!” Sukhesi waved the knife, the heavenly knife was wiped out, and the rolling killer went straight for 3,000 miles.

However, at the moment of Su Hexi's hand, that night, the purple long sword rallied in his hand. He came from the east to face the light of Su Hexi's knife, hurtling heavily past.

They collided wildly in the void, and instantly the heavens and the earth around them became a piece of rubble. As the golden knife light and the purple sword light slowly dissipated, Sukhesi first appeared in the void.

But at this point, in front of his chest, there was a deep sword mark.

This sword almost cut off Sukhumi's entire life. If it hadn't been for his strength enough, and if he hadn't trained in a powerful protective method, he would have died straight away.

Though the golden knife remains dazzling, the hand with the knife has begun to tremble and is no longer capable of exerting any power.

But when the purple color dissipated, the same wound appeared on the body a thousand times that night, one that almost halved the skin of the thousand times that night.

Had it not been for Sukhesi's low repair, this time it would have been a double defeat, and even worse that night a thousand times.

Though the current injuries, not too serious for Night Thousand, made his eyes red.

He is the disciple of Heavenly Venerable. In the sky transport void, he has always been in charge of the Quartet, but now, in the battle with the poor Sukhesi, he almost lost.

Now that he's won, it's really not glorious to him.

“Su Hexi, you're damned!” Roared a thousand times at night.

Su Hexi did not speak, his eyes fell on the teenager in front of him: “Little guy, I haven't asked your name, but remember, in any case, you have to live. ”

“One day, your ancestors, my master, will return, and he will surely rescue all of you in the Blue Dragon House. ”

The teenager's eyes, excited to look at Su Hexi, in his divine color, filled with excitement and perseverance. The feeling was more acute than ordinary people, making him feel that the man he relied on in front of him was dying.

It filled him with reluctance.

“Sukhesi, don't lie to yourself, don't say that your master has long been buried in the endless stars, I'm afraid even if he returns, he won't be able to cross any huge waves, let alone save people!” The night turned cold: “Your master, though a talented figure, is nothing but a frog in a well in the sky. ”

In this sentence, let Sukhesi's divine colour flash a little anger, others can insult him, but when someone insults his master, even if this makes him a hundred times more powerful, he will never want to.

However, when he wanted to wave the knife, it was difficult to bring up a trace of power, and the knife technique of the death of the heavenly knife, which he could not have mastered, let alone the injuries in his body now.

Just as he was about to reprimand himself with his last strength, he listened faintly: "Really? ”

These two words, very brief, but the moment I heard them, Su Hexi stayed there, his eyes, even more instant tears appeared.

Master, your own master!

Years later, Su Hexi himself had forgotten the time, but he could never forget the voice of this man.

Master, although he has always regarded this person as his teacher, in fact, this person is only his own husband.

A gentleman who taught himself a lot of martial arts but did not harvest himself as a disciple has always been the greatest regret in his heart for not being a disciple of this person.

His legend, spread throughout the Sky Luck Divine Dynasty, the Tenth Century Rehabilitation, the sword and the glory of the sword, on the heavenly veneration platform, the achievement of heavenly dignity. For the sake of stronger martial arts, he went into endless chaos without turning back.

Although I have never believed that my teacher honor would go wrong, but for so many years without news, Su Hexi has gradually had the feeling that his teacher esteem, I'm afraid, is really never coming back.

Is this a hallucination?

Just as Sukhesi's mind flashed, he felt his wounds were recovering at a crazy rate, and not far from him, a familiar figure stood there quietly.

“Master! ”

Just as Su Hexi said the two words, the night against Su Hexi flashed a little fear in his eyes.

For this figure in front of him, his heart was filled with fear, and this man was a legend, a legend that shook countless people.

“Turn to Heavenly Lord!” Look at the blue figure, in his voice, with a hint of dryness.

Luo Yunyang ignored the return of the night. He looked at Su Hexi Tao: “In all these years, you have not made much progress, you can't even fight a piece of garbage, I am disappointed. ”

Being trashed, I dare not say a word back at night. And just as he was thinking about how to escape, Luo Yunyang had faintly said: “Purple Crane really taught a good apprentice, today, let's start with you! ”

With that word, I felt like my whole person was wrapped up in an invisible force.

In that instant, the blue flame, has wrapped him whole in the middle.