The space is constantly twisting, and the entire sky and sky seem to be trembling.

In a trance, a shocking aura spread, and Su Yi felt that he had been floating for a long time.

In the endless void, Su Yi's body emits a vast and ancient aura. Su Yi, who is in the center of the tornado, emits ancient and vicissitudes of heaven and earth energy in front of him, surrounds him.

It was like a fallen leaf spinning in the void storm, Su Yi's heart sea seemed to be suppressed by a huge rock, and he could not wake up.

The subconscious mind feels that it is undergoing a strong spatial transformation, and the charm of the golden dragon emits extremely attractive energy in the endless vortex.

A tearing feeling injected strong pain into Su Yi's heart and soul, and his skin and blood veins burst open in an instant.

"Well..."

A shallow whisper of pain emanated from his throat, and Su Yi's hands drooped weakly, while the realm beads always rotated around his chest. The ancient and rich light lifted Su Yi's body and gradually floated higher and higher.

Wherever you see, above the vast and vast void, the void is as chaotic as stars flowing, the sun and the moon scattering, and the endless energy storm terrifyingly dispersed.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang around Long Kuang, and Duanmu Xiaoman and the Saint Lord burst into extremely terrifying aura at the same time towards Long Kuang. At the ethereal sky, there was a tornado on one side and a showdown between the strong!

The golden dragon roared, and the golden light in the sky spread over the huge rocks, and countless golden stones came to the scene.

"Bang bang!"

Feeling Long Kuang's true strength, Duanmu Xiaoman didn't dare to be careless. After leaving the palace, this was the second half-step Yuantian powerful man except for the Blood Dragon.

After the light glanced at the tornado in the sky, the cold horses rushed into the sky like arrows, emitting the roar of an ice dragon.

"This time, I'm going to fight alone!" Duanmu Xiaoman retreated while retracting her eyes.

When I raised my eyes again, there was ultimate perseverance and anger!

Long Kuang's offensive remained unabated, his eyes trembled, and the tiger's eyes emitted coldness. Facing the Shiyulou that was about to disappear, Long Kuang was also anxious.

"Duanmu, what exactly do you want!"

Duanmu Xiaoman's whole body was like a flood, and a cold air in his hand suddenly intensified, with a cold face filled with frost.

"Tell me the whereabouts of Duanmu Qingtian!"

Long Kuang suddenly became angry and exuded the power of the golden dragon palm in his hand. Countless space cracks in Zhoukong were generated, and a terrible light shone out from the dark light.

The strong wind surging, the momentum is swirling!

"Do you want to know the whereabouts of Duanmu Qingtian? His trace is in the tornado!" Long Kuan swung his hand, with a terrifying and powerful force, and the lightning penetrated the void in a flash, and a holy master facing the palm of his palm exploded away!

"Roar!"

In an instant, Duanmu Xiaoman's ice spiraled in his hand. When the two collided, the terrifying ripples of energy directly surged.

Under the huge power of the Holy Lord, the saint's aura collapsed directly into a crack. Even if he stood close to the battle between two and a half steps, the huge pressure in his heart would be flying to the ground!

The handprints in his hand condensed, Duanmu Xiaoman pulled the Saint back, his face was staggering, and the two watched as Long Kuang turned into a golden dragon afterimage and rushed towards the tornado in the sky!

"No, Su Yi is still inside!" The Holy Lord shouted.

Duanmu Xiaoman pressed the Saint's shoulder, his eyes burst into light, and his body instantly turned into an ice blue phantom to catch up with Long Kuang who was leaving.

"You go out first! The space is about to change again. If you don't go out, there will be problems!"

After the cold words fell, Duanmu Xiaoman chased Long Kuang at an incredible speed. The Holy Lord pursed his red lips and clenched his whole body tightly.

It is undeniable that the realm of half-step Yuantian is far beyond the level of the sixth level of the Yuan Realm of oneself. Here, not only can we avenge the Holy Emperor, but we cannot help Duanmu Xiaoman.

In the chaotic world, the sky was filled with flames and mist, and a destructive aura filled the void. Once again, the entire space began to repulse.

The corners of his eyes twitched and his face was covered with coldness. The Holy Lord looked at the front with hatred, and his body retreated backwards, rushing away when he was back and forth!

Above the Demon Square.

There were crowds of people gathered, and their anxious eyes were constantly looking for figures coming out of the Shiyu Tower.

The Fu Yao Square has been cleaned up by the Fu Yao Gate. Sitting on the steps, the bitter cold wind blows by, Liu Ruoxi, Ba Wang Zong and others are waiting anxiously, with their eyes clear,

"Someone is out!" Su Kuangge said in a deep voice, squinting his eyes.

"It's the Holy Lord!"

Immediately, the people from the Holy Mountain and Liu Ruoxi all surrounded them, and Yan Mietian and others stepped forward at the same time.

Looking at him a little haggard, with blood on the corners of his mouth, the Holy Fire Elder trembled with his hands and said.

"Saint Lord, what happened inside!"

"Puff!"

Another mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the Holy Lord hurriedly blocked his meridians. Ye Yi came behind the Holy Lord and pushed his hands.

"Just burst out, just calm down and rest!" Ye Yi murmured.

Turning back, the Saint Lord smiled at Ye Yi, and his eyes fell on Xue Honglou and Liu Ruoxi. Both of them looked anxious as if they were asking about the situation inside Su Yi.

"Let's go back!" the Holy Lord sighed.

Everyone was shocked, including Su Kuangge and everyone in the aristocratic family were asking about the situation inside.

"Have you found Su Yi?"

The Saint Lord shook his head and told everyone that Duanmu Xiaoman and Long Kuang were still looking for Su Yi's situation.

"Su Yi..." Liu Ruoxi was anxious, and her tender body trembled slightly.

He sighed heavily. In the center of such a chaotic storm, even Duanmu Xiaoman would never be able to escape unscathed. The Saint Lord said nothing.

"Let's go back first! Whether it's life or death, there will be a certain number!" The Holy Lord repeated again.

Liu Ruoxi shook her head violently, not believing in the situation in front of her, and the Holy Lord's voice became low again.

"go back!"

Xi Wuqing and Wuchang Fairy, Qinghuang, Yin and Yang Erming showed heavy faces. After thinking for a while, they still made way.

"Ruoxi, you go back first. Boy will definitely be fine. Wait for him in the Holy Mountain!" Fairy Wuchang said in a low voice.

Sadness and sadness spread in his eyes, and Liu Ruoxi seemed to have lost three souls and six spirits, and a sentence popped out of his teeth.

"Okay! I'll wait for him in the Holy Mountain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, not only the Holy Fire Elder, but also the Saint Lord and Xuehonglou changed color slightly at the same time. After the Tianfeng ranking battle, Liu Ruoxi seemed to have changed a lot.

"Long Kuang and Duanmu Xiaoman are still inside. If you have any questions, please ask them!" The Holy Lord looked at the four major families, and his red anger spread to his neck.

Then, the Holy Lord looked at Xuehonglou with thoughtful thought, and a hidden hatred was properly restrained, and he led Liu Ruoxi and others to break through the air.

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In the Ten Jade Tower.

The storm stopped, and when Long Kuang and Duanmu Xiaoman arrived, the storm disappeared from the spot.
Chapter completed!