Chapter 3718: Is it worth it?

"you put…"
When Batianjun looked angry, he wanted to yell ‘you are presumptuous’.
But before the word ‘40’ came out, the Eight Heavens Monarch had already stopped speaking in an instant, not speaking.
Under that absolute majesty, they may not even have the qualifications to speak.
Even if Tianjun Gu Yuan made the remarks of "Xiao Yi has become a disaster," it was just a report to the ancestor.
In addition, Gu Yuan Tianjun did not speak again, and never uttered half a note.
Perhaps, in front of ‘that’, in front of Yanlong, these weak creatures simply don’t even have the qualifications to speak.
hiss…
In the sea of ​​dragon flames, there seemed to be a surging of flames.
When Xiao Yi entered his eyes, he suddenly felt that endless dragon flames were pouring in the sea of ​​fire, and he wanted to burn him into nothingness as if he burned all the wasteland.
Xiao Yi froze all over, that absolute sense of insignificance and death made him even lack the strength to produce fear.
Just at this time.
A burst of coldness flowed through Xiao Yi's body.
That kind of coldness, couldn't be more familiar.
That is the breath of Bingluan sword.
However, even the Bingluan Sword at this moment looked so pale and weak.
It seems that it is telling its owner that it can only help this, and it has no power to reverse it.
Icy cold, through the whole body.
Xiao Yi only felt clear and clear.
At the moment of life and death, Xiao Yi blurted out and shouted violently, "Even if I die, I should die."
The voice just fell.
The surging in the sea of ​​dragon flames calmed down.
Below.
The main hall master of the hunting demon suddenly raised his head, "Dragon Lord, Xiao Yi is the crown of this generation...No, the soul emperor, this generation of soul emperor, and the strongest soul emperor."
"Once it grows up, the worst is comparable to the strength of the second and third generations of soul emperors."
"And you don't have much time. If Xiao Yi falls today, and you also fall in the future, there will be no hope for this continent."
Even if they repeatedly uttered the word "Soul Emperor" in their mouths, they would be bitten by the heavens and the earth.
But at this moment, the Master Hallmaster of the Hunting Demon obviously had already thrown these out of the sky.
That person, with huge eyes slowly looking down, and slowly speaking, his voice is still as old and majestic as the world.
Of course, there is always only indifference.
"The soul emperor has existed in all generations. When this generation falls, the next generation will be born."
"Before the ancestor falls, it is enough to witness the birth of the next generation of Soul Emperor."
The Lord Shura suddenly raised his head and said respectfully, "But that may not be the strongest soul emperor."
The indifferent opened his mouth, "But this strongest soul emperor has already deteriorated. If he grows up, it will become an uncontrollable disaster for this world."
The Lord of the Heavenly Secret Hall suddenly yelled, "What does it mean that it has gone bad? What does it mean that it is an uncontrollable disaster to grow up?"
"This is all forced by the ancient elder thief and your heavenly origin."
"Our own successor, we know nothing more."
"Lord Dragon, you pretend that the world knows everything. Is it possible that you have to rely on Gu Yuan Tianjun's slander to conclude that Xiao Yi is a degenerate destroyer?"
"Then you are omniscient, and it's almost the same as the old foolish..."
The words of the Lord of the Heavenly Secret Hall could no longer be said.
The majestic eyes are already staring.
The aura of the Lord of the Heavenly Journey was instantly weakened to the extreme.
"The secret of heaven..." The Master Yaozun was shocked, "Your longevity..."
Buzzing...
Suddenly, a series of seven Chief Hall Masters, their auras weakened to the extreme at the same time.
The indifferent and majestic voice came, "Depriving all the lifespan is a small punishment and a great commandment."
Among the eight old people, Senior Luo was the only one who was not deprived of his longevity, because his longevity was almost nothing.
The eight old men showed anger at once.
If everything is meaningless, they will go out completely.
"General Hall Master." On the sky, Xiao Yi yelled abruptly, no longer calm.
The eight looked at Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi didn't say a word, and only shook his head, but his eyes were no longer calm, but he recovered to be sharp, cold, and serious.
The eight old people couldn't be more familiar with those eyes.
The look in those eyes represents a lot.
Whenever this young man showed such eyes, he always accompanied those few words.
‘Trust him’.
‘Everything, he will resist’.
‘He won’t let them down’.
But once, can you still believe it? Can he carry it? Can he not let down the old guys who love him?
The eight old people did not believe it.
But, perhaps, it can only be left to this young man.
They have been stubborn all their lives, this may be the last few moments belonging to this young man, they chose not to be stubborn anymore.
The eight old people stopped talking.
Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
If it were not for the cultivation base of the seven people, and the cultivation base was mixed with a little life beyond the limit of heaven and earth, I am afraid that the seven people would have fallen on the spot.
Today, the seven seem to be fine.
But he knew very well that the weak lifespan aura of the seven could only live for another year at most.
He is not afraid of death.
In this situation, originally he only had peace.
In absolute powerlessness, he had no choice but to wait for death.
But at this moment, he was scared.
The weak breath of the eight old people suddenly touched the fragile limit of his heart, and it seemed to lift off the inverse scales that stuck to his heart.
His calm heart suddenly became cold, the coldest.
The sharp gaze, this time, met those huge and majestic eyes fearlessly.
That person also spoke slowly, speaking indifferently, "As for you, why did the ancestor appear to kill you, don't you know yourself?"
That person's eyes seemed to be looking at Xiao Yi's hands.
The hands that were being covered by the ferocious beast's hands.
Of course, at this moment, these hands were also covered with blood, which was the blood left over from the battle when the ancestors of the Hundred Family and the Eight Heavenly Kings were severely injured and even nearly killed.
It's not his blood, it's all the blood of the enemy.
"Heh." Xiao Yi sneered, "because my hands are covered with blood?"
"Because I have killed countless people?"
"So I am a murderer."
"Because I was happy and angered, I threatened the death of hundreds of millions of creatures in Nine Desolation; because I peeled and fried the Ancient Realm Sect and the Kong Clan people to death."
"So I am a cruel and vicious metamorphosis?"
"Or is it..." Xiao Yi jokingly smiled, "I want to kill all the people in your Heavenly Origin Realm today, kill all the strong men under your command, so it's a shame on you?"
"Or, I and your Heavenly Origin and Earth Realm have a great feud; so you have to show up first to protect your Heavenly Origin and Earth Realm, and then kill me, lest I grow up?"
The voice just fell.
Buzzing...
On Xiao Yi's feet, the animal feet suddenly gathered.
Boom boom boom boom...
World martial arts, instantly violent.
In Xiao Yi's hand, a cold and sharp magic weapon condensed out of thin air, it was the Bingluan sword.
With his left hand, the eight rounds of fire flashed back.
At this moment, Xiao Yi used all his methods and used his cards to the full. No matter whether it was useful or not, whether the increase was only that small, he had no reservations.
"Sky Burial." Xiao Yi stared directly at the majestic and invincible Yanlong.
"What about Yanlong, I know, you are very old, too old to live any longer, too old, I am afraid that you can only take one more shot and the limit will be instant."
"You can kill me, but I can fight back."
"Even if I can't hurt you, you will definitely fall."
"Your invincible existence, you shot me to kill an ant-like creature like me, and fell, all together, is it worth it?"
The last sentence fell, and Xiao Yi's tone was already threatening.
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