Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 2624: Liyuanzong Great Elder

Outside the demon territory defense line, inside the dense forest, as before, the bleak wind blows constantly.

The wind blowing from the Demon Territory is always so cold, so bleak and distant, and so depressed and inexplicable.

Su Cheng, Qing Lin and others have already left.

In place, there was only one damaged body.

Only at this time, a figure suddenly jumped out, glanced at Ling Hong's corpse, and froze in place.

Click...

The figure's fists snapped.

Frozen, turned into anger.

When he saw the icy corpse, so battered and battered, wounded constantly, or scorched by thunder, or pierced by sword marks, or wounded by the wind blade, he stunned again.

The whole corpse had numerous scars, as if it had been lashed severely.

"Junior Brother." The figure showed pain on his face, came to Ling Hong's body, knelt on his knees, and gradually burst into tears.

The figure is the chief of Li Yuanzong, Yuan Ruoli.

On the Demon Sacrifice Day, among the younger generation of Human Race, only Mo You and Thunder can crush him.

"Junior Brother." Yuan Ruoli clenched his fists, picked up the corpse, and shouted angrily.

The two are obviously in a very good relationship.

Yuan Ruoli looked at the corpse carefully, "Murong family's seven kills swordsmanship? Meng family's Mengkong method? And the breath of the blue water beast spirit..."

"It's you, seven kills Lingyun, dream fluttering, Qinglin, Ran Qi..."

"No." Yuan Ruoli suddenly appeared crazy, "It's Xiao Yi, the villain, because of him, Junior Brother, you died so miserably."

"Xiao Yi, evil thief, I don't share the sky with you, Yuan Ruoli, don't hold this hatred, I am a senior brother."

Yuan Ruoli roared in anger.

Yuan Ruoli narrowed his eyes suddenly, "This evil thief has disappeared before, and it is enough for the elite of the Eight Palaces and the saint Qizhi."

"But now, have not left, to block the entire line of defense?"

"Xiao Yi evil thief, you must not die."

Yuan Ruoli's gaze suddenly looked at the edge of the demon realm ahead, "Xiao Yi evil thief, I want you to die."

With resentment in Yuan Ruoli's eyes, he picked up Ling Hong's corpse and wanted to get up.

But...just when I got up, what the spiteful eyes saw was a beautiful shadow, a pair of beautiful eyes that were extremely good to see but cold as frost.

"My Lord Saint?" Yuan Ruo trembles from his body.

Yes, it was Yiyi who stood in front of Yuan Ruoli at this moment.

Yiyi took a step forward and looked directly at Ling Hong with cold eyes, "I said, no one can enter this demon domain behind me."

"The offender, die."

"It's up to you?" Yuan Ruoli was startled first, and then his eyes were murderous.

In his eyes, although the Saint Yuezong Saintess is famous, she is just a younger generation.

Among the younger generation, he is no worse than anyone else.

But in the next second, Yuan Ruoli's pupils shrank suddenly.

Next to Yiyi, an old man is like a shadow, who is Yuezunwusheng.

Look at it more realistically, around, a powerful person of the Eight Palace Hall Master level stepped out slowly.

"I really thought those little guys could leave the line of defense under the old man's nose?" Yuezun Wusheng sneered disdainfully.

Yiyi glanced at the eight hall masters around him, "The area of defense that everyone in Ling Hong broke through is the area where your hall masters are sitting."

"We..." The faces of several hall masters were instantly ugly.

The entire line of defense is extremely lengthy.

Therefore, the elite blockade of the eight palaces is that each of the palace masters performs their duties and defends.

Yiyi's tone is cold, "I said, whoever has a problem with it, I don't care about others, I only look for you who are sitting in the town."

Several hall masters said in a deep voice, "We really don't know how the Young Palace Master of Arrow Star Mansion Ling Hong sneaked out of the line of defense."

"But Qinglin and Ran Qi, because they are friends and colleagues of Palace Master Xiao Yi, we didn't stop them much, so..."

Yiyi interrupted in a cold voice, "How to deal with, go back and make your own decision."

"Now." Yiyi looked at Yuan Ruoli abruptly, "I just want to kill you."

When Yuan Ruoli uttered the words like Xiao Yi's immortality and Xiao Yi's evil thief must die, he was already a dead person in Yiyi's eyes.

Whoosh... Yiyi's figure moved instantly.

"Huh, when I'm afraid you won't succeed?" Yuan Ruoli sneered, put down Ling Hong's body, and an aura exploded in his hands.

Bang...

A slender hand was instantly printed on his chest.

"So fast..." Yuan Ruoli's pupils shrank.

His aura even had time to explode in the future, he already had a pain in his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted, and at the same time a palm flew.

"How could it be..." Yuan Ruoli just stood firm, her face pale.

The moment he had just printed his palm, he was seriously injured in an instant, as if all his bones were broken.

With a light palm, he was seriously injured and dying?

How strong is this saint's combat power?

"Armor?" Yiyi looked at Yuan Ruoli and squinted.

Yuanruo's chest was covered by a dark armor. If it weren't, the palm just now was enough to kill him.

"Humph." Yiyi hummed coldly and shot again.

"Not good." Yuan Ruoli's face changed drastically. Even with his Li Yuanzong's defensive sacred armor body, he was still seriously injured just now.

This second palm was definitely enough to kill him instantly.

Wow... That slender hand is almost at its extreme.

Yuan Ruoli looked at the light and bare hand that came into view, and the first feeling was that it was a beautiful and beautiful hand; the next moment, a breath of death lingered in his heart.

At the same time, wow...in the air, an old palm suddenly came out and took Yiyi's palm.

Slap twice.

"Huh?" Yiyi frowned, and his figure was shaken back ten steps.

Yuanruo left his side and was guarded by a gray-haired elder.

"This is the saint of the Holy Moon School? She is very domineering." The old man's tone was cold and unkind.

"Li Yuanzong Great Elder?" Yuezun Wusheng's figure also moved within an instant, guarding Yiyi.

"So strong." Yiyi squinted his eyes.

In a flash, she could judge the strength of the old man in front of her, which was by no means inferior to the level of the main hall master.

"The formation." The elites of the eight palaces around them also have been fighting for a long time, and they also instantly judged the strength of the old man.

"Eight Halls?" The old man glanced at the surrounding Eight Halls elite, sneered disdainfully, "Eight Halls, it's just a joke."

Having said that, the old man looked at Yiyi and Yuezunwusheng, "The old man is not interested in having sins with you."

"Here, I just want to bring back the disciple Yuan Ruoli from the sect."

"Take someone away?" Yiyi's face was cold, and he shook his head, "No."

"No?" The old man sneered, "My Excellency Saintess, might as well ask the Yuezun Martial Saint, whom you rely on by your side, can you have the confidence to keep the old man."

"Don't force the old man to do it."

The old man already had killing intent.

Click...

Yiyi squeezed a fist, ignoring the old man's murderous intent, and only said indifferently, "I said, no."

boom…

The world, suddenly roared.

A touch of white brilliance gradually condensed on Yiyi.

"Looking for death." The old man's eyes were cold.

Yuezun Wusheng also had cold eyes, "If you make a move and hurt her a bit, Li Yuanzong will never want to have peace before today."

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