“Yin Yi, you can walk a few more moves in the hands of the emperor, but you are no better than a dog in front of me. Don't you know that? ”

Yin Wuxi opened his eyes and his forehead was exposed to blue muscles.

He desperately wanted to run the divine power in his body.

But as Lo Yunxiao said.

The Holy Spirit of the Shadow is a unique and supreme flame in the heavens.

His underworld fire, the Book of Fire which he has cultivated, has no power to fight back in the presence of the Shadow of the Underworld.

It can't even be done.

He stared dead at Luo Yunxiao, his eyes filled with horror and frustration: “How did you survive?! Lu Xuan will never allow you to survive! You are not Luo Yunxiao, who are you?! ”

Long lashes sag slowly.

Covers the glow of cold and dark in red blood eyes.

His hands brushed gently.

There was an instant clatter on his hands and feet.

That was the sound of an inch of broken bone in his limb joint.

Yin infinitely screamed a terrible scream, almost fainting.

From birth, he was heir to the Underworld, and as soon as his servant was an adult, he had reached the Golden Immortal Peak.

It can be said that he has never suffered in his life from mortal suffering.

Not to mention the cruel horrors of the torture he had inflicted on Lo Yunxiao.

Luo Yunxiao listened to the cry, but the beautiful face still didn't have any fluctuations.

Just a faint answer to his words: "The Lu Yuan does not allow me to live in the world, but I have already killed him. ”

“No... impossible!! How is that possible?!!” In infinite cold sweat, shaking his head wildly, "Lu Qianyuan is the Immortal King, a high disciple of Bodhisattva Damo, he also has [no cause or effect], how could you... how could you kill him!! ”

Suddenly, Yin Infinity's pupils contracted and the roar stopped.

His frightened gaze looked at Lo Yunxiao's Dantian position.

Extreme fear almost shattered his voice, “You... the half soul of the world has not been taken out, you... you have merged with it!! ”

Luo Yunxiao gently snapped his lip, “Father, you guessed correctly. ”

This is the first time he's laughed since he was reborn.

Yet all he felt was gray, and his body trembled like a sieve.

Where's the human smile?

It was the devil, Shura, who climbed up from the abyss of hell.

After that, he stood up, his hands flashed, and Yin Infinity was nailed to the pillar adjacent to Yin Yuanye.

The deep cold blood eyes looked toward Fu Yu.

Fu Yu screamed briefly, his ass fell to the ground.

Then she crawled on her knees and crawled towards Luo Yunxiao. She couldn't help but cry and kowtow. "Xiao 'er, Xiao 'er, it was Father and Mother who made a mistake, but we were your parents. After all, we raised you for so many years? Please forgive us. Please forgive us. ”

Luo Yunxiao squatted down slowly, his voice was clear and cold, magnetic and beautiful: “What should I do? I now hear your crying and crying, and I think of your tenderness towards a cruel past, where there is nothing in your heart. ”

Red blood eyes against Fu Yu's frightened mother-in-law tears, his eyes are not frightened, “I come to the underworld, I do not want revenge, I want to recover something. ”

Fu Yu shuddered like a sieve of bran and cried: “Xiao, since you are not here for revenge, let us go, will you? Mother kowtowed to you, kowtowed to you! ”