Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 1211 Final World War I (3)

"You are an inferior ants in the mainland, and are not qualified to talk to me, let's go, wait quietly for the coming of death, and enjoy the last time." The old man in white robes is not able to wave.

However, Ye Qingyi did not pay attention to the white robe old man, but instead looked at Xiaoyunyun, softly said: "Small clouds... Hey, come to me..."

Ye Qingxuan's voice was slowly introduced into the ear of Xiaoyunyun. The small Yunyun subconsciously looked at Ye Qingyu, but there was no other movement, just standing still.

Ye Qingying looked at the strange appearance of the small cloud, and there was a hint of twilight at the bottom.

The appearance of Xiaoyunyun is obviously controlled by people, and every move is the same...

"Hey!"

A crisp sound, the long sword came out of the sheath, Ye Qingyi's wrist flipped, waving a long sword, and swaying toward the old man in white robes.

Upon seeing it, the old man in the white robe sneered, letting Ye Qing’s sword come to the ground, but sitting still, but it was still moving.

In the next second, in front of the old man in white robes, a golden dragonfly appeared like a water pattern, covering the whole area.

"Boom!"

Ye Qing’s sword is just above the golden dragonfly.

If you don't break it, it is a huge force that will shake Ye Qingzhen back.

Ye Qingzhen stabilized her figure. The arm of her sword was already trembled. The tiger's mouth still cracked a **** mouth, and the bright red blood overflowed from her wound.

Ye Qingyan looked up and looked at the old man in white robes, his brows wrinkled slightly.

The strength of the celestial deputy patriarch of the celestial family is much less than that of the coach-level powerhouse, such as the secluded genitals, and the strength of Ye Qing’s yin and yang dynasty is absolutely incomparable.

It is unrealistic to want to defeat the cousin of the ancient clan of the old family. It is difficult to go to the sky. For the present, only with a small cloud to escape from here... Otherwise, all the creatures in this continent will disappear. No longer exists...

"boom!"

Ye Qingyan’s cold light flashed past, and there was no slight retreat. The right arm waved, and the long sword continued to sway toward the golden one.

However, every time the sniper, the huge anti-sucking power, will only let Ye Qingyi be shocked.

"You are persistent." The white robe old man’s mouth hangs like a smile, looking at Ye Qingwei: "In terms of your strength, I want to kill you. You can know, why do I have no reason? kill you."

Ye Qingyi did not respond, and still kept moving towards the golden.

The old man in white robe sneered: "I don't kill you, just because the ants in the lower mainland are not worthy of the old man's shot. It is very interesting to watch you struggle and kill."

Ye Qing’s bite bite his teeth. At this moment, the right palm of the tiger’s mouth has completely collapsed.

The devil devours...!

At this moment, Ye Qingyi quickly ran the power of the demon to swallow the blood, destroying the internal energy of the golden dragonfly, and immediately, the sword fell.

I only heard a loud bang from the "bang", and the golden bang broke.

At the same time, Ye Qingxuan held the small cloud and the small falling snow in his arms at the speed of thunder, and quickly rushed into the void and fled in the distance.

Until then, the white robe old man came back to God.

The old man in white robes never expected that the woman could break her own barrier...

"Oh, it's a small look at you... But you also succeeded in angering the old man... dead!"

The old man in white robe stood up, his right arm rose, and a long sword condensed by the power of Tianzun immediately fell into the clouds.

(End of this chapter)