Zhao Yu sneered and said: "What a tyrant, what a loyal one, your allegiance is just a demon who destroys humanity, you are proud of it, and I can't help but want to cheer for someone like you. "

"Huh! Unexpectedly, Mingjun is also a glib tongue. Speaking of the devil, your father deserves it." The man pointed at Zhao Qi angrily.

Zhao Qi smiled coldly, and did not refute his words.

His father was indeed the devil everyone feared before, but he is now making up for it, although he can't make up for everything, when he wants to change it.

"Haha..." The man looked at Zhao Yu with a sneer, "Why don't you speak? Are you speechless?"

Zhao Yu looked at him as proud as he was pulling back a round, but he didn't think there was anything.

His father's affairs are facts. He heard people scolding his father angrily, and most of the time he would not refute it. Zhao Qi smiled and said: "I am not refuting it. What my father did is true, but he has now reformed and will no longer do anything that hurts the world. My father did such a thing because he was restrained by the power of Pluto. ."more important

It is bound by feelings.

Now he lives like a piece of white paper, and he has a very happy life every day.

"Haha..." The man suddenly laughed in horror.

"Reformed? Can someone with the power of Pluto reform? The old man has lived for so many years, but he has never heard of it." "Humph!" Zhao Qi snorted coldly, "You haven't heard of it, no It’s like never showing up. My father is doing well now. Don’t worry about your old man. You should worry about yourself. I guess, with my personality and the devil’s personality, it’s not tonight.

Those who will let you leave here are surrounded by enchantments. Even if your foreign spirit race has the ability to fly to the sky, you will not be able to escape tonight. "What is his strength with a dying person?

Life is a dream, and years are ruthless. Suddenly looking back, I realized that life is only this life, and that there is an afterlife.

Even in the afterlife, everything will be different.

He has experienced too much and has always cherished the friendship between him and Narada.

"Enchantment?" The black robe old man heard the only key two words.

The enchantment of the goddess was given to her son in an all-inclusive manner, but it was not something ordinary people could crack.

He has never envied anyone in his life, only the two sons of the goddess.

"Clan elder, what should I do?" One of the men walked over and asked in a low voice in the ear of the old man.

The old man also has no way of doing anything in his heart. They can do anything. Formation formations. For them, there is no way to learn these special skills without the formation masters and formation masters specially taught.

For the goddess, she is proficient in these magical techniques.

"Kill! Try to find a way to escape." At this time, there was no other way but to do this.

They were so lucky, and they met Mojun and Mingjun the first time they came out to complete the task.

"Yes, clan elder." The man also looked murderous and could only do the last fight.

With an order, all the people in black immediately pounced on Lin Zichen and Zhao Qi.

Zhao Yu was no more polite this time, he raised his lips sarcastically, and the Pluto in his hand swept over in an instant. The powerful pressure immediately spread to all directions, and the black light flashed with an unusual light in the dark night.

"Thorn..." The surrounding trees, wind and snow, and the man in black who leaped over, were bounced out by this huge force.

On the other side, the life-death chasing whip in Lin Zichen's hand also came over with invincible power.

"Boom..." In the silver streamer, the surrounding trees, the wind and snow, and the people in black who leaped over were all shaken off.

Not only that, the two groups of people ran into each other in an instant, and the powerful impact caused them to fly out of each other, and their bodies flew out from all directions, falling into the snow and becoming motionless.

With the cultivation bases of Lin Zichen and Zhao Qi, the pressure that burst out suddenly was enough to shift their internal organs without even a chance of surviving.

In the end, only the old man in black was left in the audience.

Lin Zichen didn't speak, his figure flashed extremely fast, the invincible speed made the old man not feel the slightest, and Lin Zichen's neck was pinched.

"Ah..." The strong sense of suffocation made the old man's eyes widened in an instant. He deserved to be Yun Xi's son. He was really tough.

But I don't know, two tigers are fighting, who can have the last laugh.

Their master will surely be able to sweep the wasteland and avenge them.

Lin Zichen's red eyes instantly turned dark black, and he quietly looked at the old man. The old man was unprepared, feeling that he was trapped in an uncontrollable whirlpool.

Lin Zichen activates the power of charm and sees the whole life of the old man through the eyes of the old man.

Lin Zichen knew that the identity of the old man was extraordinary among the Lengyue clan.

There must be a lot of news he wants from him.

Sure enough, as the scene changed, he saw a woman in red with the same mask as the old man on her face, except that her mask was white, and the delicate flower between her brows was bigger than the one on their mask. Be Hongyan.

She will never forget the figure of that woman, let alone that when she begged him to be her godson, that charming and kind face was full of tears.

He also saw her life, felt sorry for her, and felt unfair for her experience.

The old man's memory was not as much as he had imagined. He saw the Lengyue people disappear without a trace in just one night after the red-clothed woman appeared.

Until he returned to the Wuling Continent, the entrance to the Wuling Continent was sealed.

And, the truth of Wei Ziming's killing originated from a heart-piercing quarrel, and all the scenes passed by Lin Zichen's eyes.

Lin Zichen's heart became more startled as he watched.

The godmother he had always admired turned into a murderer.

It wasn't until he saw the old man's youth that Lin Zichen regained the power of charm abruptly.

With a hard hand, he broke the old man's neck. The old man died with ease, and he had not even recovered from the power of charm.

Lin Zichen's eyes were filled with shock. If Yi'er knew the cause of Wei Ziming's death, she would definitely not be able to withstand such a blow.

"Hey! Demon Lord, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Yu looked at Lin Zichen's motionlessness for a long time, and couldn't help but say.

Lin Zichen suddenly returned to his senses and said, "It's okay."

Zhao Yu looked at him suspiciously, and didn't think too much: "How should these girls be placed?"

Lin Zichen said: "This monarch will arrange it, you don't have to worry about it."

Zhao Qi smiled and said, "I want to bother, but it's not my turn."

Lin Zichen looked at him, "Thank you tonight!" "Oh! No thanks, Narada and I are brothers, and this is what I should do." Zhao Qi smiled embarrassedly, and I heard thank you from his mouth. A word, he was shocked.

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