Soul Emperor Martial God

"Only you are worthy to be by my side and be my partner."

"Accompany me on the mainland."

"From now on, your son will only belong to me."

Bei Yin Wuwei chuckled, his tone extremely domineering.

But only for an instant, in his eyes, there was no longer just Yu Yiyi, but the whole world.

Bei Yin Wuwei turned around and looked directly at Xiao Yi.

The cold sword in his hand moved again.

Just at this time.

Click, click...

In the distance, the sound of creaking came from the clear moon above Yiyi's head, and the cracks continued to grow.

Yiyi has no words anymore, but those beautiful eyes are already scarlet.

His beautiful face was full of pain at the moment.

But in his mouth, the word "Gongzi" was muttered.

Yiyi's momentum continued to soar.

In the eyes, a drop of blood slowly dripped.

In his eyes, there seemed to be a wild ancient beast soaring, about to rush out.

"The aura of the Invincible Monarch Realm, one of the ten wild beasts, Xue Jialuo?" Bei Yin Wuwei frowned.

Bei Yin Wuwei's eyes were cold, "If you stop me, you will die too."

In Yiyi's eyes, it seemed that there was only killing left. He raised his head and glanced at that round of Jingyue, his palm was empty.

On the face, suddenly only indifferent.

Under the turbulent weather, Yiyi at the moment looked like a slaughter woman.

"Stop."

Only at this moment, a soft tone.

Yiyi's movements stopped abruptly.

The voice comes from Xiao Yi.

Yiyi frowned, suddenly covering his eyes with one hand, the pain on his face became more intense.

Blood Kaluo couldn't rush out after all.

Xiao Yi chuckles, "Don't bother."

"What I have branded in your eyes is a prohibition that is linked to my Shouyuan."

"Unless I die, otherwise, Xue Jialuo won't break through my seal."

"But, son..." Yiyi's momentum vanished, and blood still oozes in his eyes.

Xiao Yi interrupted softly, "Why use the power of Xuejialuo?"

"You can use the pure moon ability to break the pure moon paddle above your head."

"I can't..." Yiyi frowned and his face was anxious.

Xiao Yi interrupted with a chuckle, "No way."

"Do you really hear this fool say that your power is not as good as him?"

"When it comes to kendo, he is not as good as me; when it comes to controlling fire, he is not as good as me; he is inferior to me in everything from wind to thunder, cloud and water."

"80 million years of experience? Just a joke."

Xiao Yi turned his head slightly, looked directly at Yiyi, and said sternly, "As long as your ability to control the moon is stronger than him, you will break the moon-clearing wheel above your head with a wave."

hiss…

This sharp sword is densely covered, sealing off almost all gaps in his body.

Even with such a slight turning of his head, his face was slashed by the sharp and cold sword, a blood stain was drawn, and the blood was flowing.

"The son." Yiyi saw the bloodstain on Zhang Junyi's face, tears burst into his eyes.

"Don't cry." Xiao Yi didn't move half of his body anymore, but said seriously.

"The next thing, you can deal with the net monthly ability you are best at."

"Others, leave it to me."

"Give it to you?" Bei Yin sneered Wuwei, but the teeth were clearly visible.

His ‘confession’, the promise to accompany him in the emperor’s presence, did not welcome Yiyi’s half-hearted attention and answer.

On the contrary, Xiao Yi's few words made Yiyi almost crazy at all costs. At the same time, it was just a few words, so Yiyi was extremely well-behaved and calmed down.

"Die, waste." Bei Yin roared Wuwei, and the sharp sword pierced Xiao Yi's heart.

When the last sword struck, Xiao Yi frowned.

But when this sword struck, Xiao Yi grinned.

No one knows, his eyes have been paying attention to the sharp sword densely covering his body.

No one knew that his motionless body had already accurately determined the positions of all these sharp swords under the sensitive physical instinct.

The slight turning of his head just now, one is to look at Yiyi, and the other is to truly confirm that his judgment is correct.

Whoosh...

The sharp sword was as good as an inch before his heart. Xiao Yi's body instantly resembled a smart snake. His movements that completely surpassed the limits of the human body allowed him to get out of being surrounded by sharp swords like thorns.

Yes, at that moment, it was like a smart snake, walking through the thorns strangely, and then got out.

That sharp sword clearly blocked all his escape routes and all his vitals.

The body just now wandered flexibly, wiping the sharp sword of the cold forest, even a slight difference was enough to leave blood holes in his body.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yi is clearly intact, and the sword and thorns swim in the middle, not bad, not bad.

Except for the blood stains on his face, none of them were injured.

"How could it be..." Bei Yin Wuwei's pupils shrank.

Cang...

The purple electricity in Xiao Yi's hand appeared out of thin air, as before, so dazzling, so arrogant and invincible.

The mysterious sword repair narrowed his eyes, his eyes were obviously shocked.

He couldn't understand it, and he was obviously surprised to the extreme. In the blockade where there was almost no vitality at all, Xiao Yi could escape from his sword?

"Young Master." Shui Ninghan frowned.

"It can't be dragged on. The evil power gathered by the big formation has been accumulated for a long time. If it is not used to attack the martial art realm, it will overflow the world."

Bei Yin Wuwei nodded and looked directly at Xiao Yi coldly.

"My son, don't worry." Shui Ninghan said solemnly, "The woman in white has been trapped by my water ancestor Dao Yin. Although she cannot be trapped for thousands of years, she will definitely not be able to get out of it within one or two hours."

"The Saintess of Shengyuezong was personally banned by the Young Master's Jingyue Martial Spirit, and she was even more unlikely to get away."

"There is Xiao Yi left, with me and Wuming, enough for him not to disturb the son."

Bei Yin Wuwei nodded, his face loosened, "Yeah."

Bei Yin Wuwei caught Shui Ninghan's hand, "Remember, just drag him, don't take risks."

"One hundred and eight thousand days of evil formation, it will run to an end in one hour."

"In other words, within this hour, I can break through all martial arts realms and step into the emperor realm."

"At that time, I will personally turn him into a corpse, or crawl under your feet begging for mercy."

"Nameless." Beiyin Wuwei looked at the mysterious sword repairer.

"Today's help, you take the lead."

"After an hour, I will accept everything you want in this continent."

Words fall.

Bei Yin Wuwei walked back to the center of the main line and sat down cross-legged.

However, he did not start practicing immediately, but...

Buzzing...

An array of forces quickly gathered.

Suddenly, a solid formation was laid.

distance.

Beiyin Wudi, who was still fighting with Mo You, changed his face greatly, "My Beiyin Palace's guardian formation?"

"Damn it, stop him quickly, my Beiyin Palace's guardian formation has no fight, only absolute strength can be suppressed..."

Bei Yin sneered indifferently, "Xiao Yi didn't have this opportunity to stop me."

"In addition, under the battle power of the Invincible Sovereign Realm, no one can break this formation. Big Brother is still dead."

"Of course, I also ask my eldest brother to touch the black and white emperor halberd in your hand more. After an hour, elder brother, you won't have the chance to touch your life-like emperor halberd."

"I will completely abolish your hands."

Bei Yin Wuwei's cold words fell, closed his eyes completely, began to practice, and hit the martial art realm.

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Second more.

The third one is at 1 am.