However, it is at a precarious time when Blue Chu has fallen into the wind.

A white bead emerged from behind him, revealing a brilliant light.

The giant white beast rises.

The bloody unicorn, in its pure moonlight, is like the flame of a bear burning.

Cold, inorganic eyes look down, like they're looking at the tiniest ants.

“White... White Ze... How could it be the beast White Ze?! ”

“Isn't it the only one in the sky who can summon Shiraizawa? Why is his son Lan Chu Yi okay?! ”

“No, that's impossible! Never! As we all know, Rancho is only a puppeteer. How can he summon the beast Shiraizawa? Is Lan Xiaoze here? Yes, it must be Lan Xiaoze! ”

The more people in the [Alliance for the Cantersea] would have been shocked in the battle against Lanchu.

At the breakdown of the Ladder, all the monks could not fly up the Real Land.

Indeed, it is called the marauding of the brothers.

But how old is Rancho?

Everyone in the world knows that the legendary summoner [Lan Xiaoze] of the cultivation world gave birth to a son with his wife after sixty years.

At the end of the day, Lanchu is no older than thirty years old, but he can already fight their five marauding brothers.

So, the moment we saw the beast, White Ze, the psychological defense of these people broke down completely.

They can't tell if Lan Chu Analytics is really good to this point, or if Lan Xiaoze has found it.

Every one of them fled in the wilderness.

All these people are gone.

Blue Chu with a miserable white face swayed and could no longer hold on, falling straight down.

“Chu Zhai--! ”

Night slaves don't know where the strength comes from.

He actually hit the white ape puppet in front of Lanchu and grabbed him.

Lanchu took a slight breath and recovered some strength after touching a Dan medicine delivery inlet from his arms.

The last night slave almost cried out.

His heart was slightly soft and he couldn't help but reach out and nod his forehead: “No big or small, call my brother. ”

When Night Slave saw his smile, he felt a heart boiled in a frying pan fall back to its original place.

You can see the pale face of the young man and the blood on the corner of his mouth. His hands died unconsciously and his nails were deeply embedded in his palms.

Night Slave mute: “Chu Ya, I want to be strong. I don't want to be powerless like I am today. ”

Blue Chu looked at the flames burning in the eyes of the teenager and temporarily seized them, even forgetting to correct his name.

His heart poured out a warm stream.

Because he knew that the teenager wanted to be strong in order to protect him.

He was about to speak and suddenly several figures came from the distant sky, kneeling in front of Blue Chu analysis.

“Young master, we found you! ”

“Master and Lady are going crazy looking for you. ”

“Young Master, why don't you run away from home and take the four of us together? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa ”

……

It was not until after this night that the Night Slave realized what the name Blue Truth meant at this moment on the Realistic Continent.

He is the first summoner of Shujin Mainland, the first genius, the first strong, the only son of [Lan Xiaoze].

A thousand years ago, a great battle broke down the ladder.

The route to the ascent of all the monks on the continent was cut off.