"Bring it here."

The man with black wings looked down at Qi Yi, then waved his hand, and Qi Yi's body slowly floated up, as if an invisible hand was holding his neck.

"That thing must not be taken out of the Tower of Babel. I know you are related to that person, but if you insist on insisting on it... I will have no choice but to kill you."

The winged man said coldly.

At the same time, the five fingers of his right hand tightened slightly. Suddenly, Qi Yi's neck seemed to be squeezed tightly, and his limbs began to struggle painfully.

But even so, he still gritted his teeth.

He won't hand it over today.

This is not only obsession, but also dignity.

"Haha, this world is so big, I am destined to have no chance to see the scenery at the highest place... But, this life is enough..."

He smiled miserably in his heart and closed his eyes.

"Destroy yourself!"

The winged man's eyes turned cold and he clenched his right hand.

At this moment, a fiery coercion swept over, and that unparalleled majestic power instantly suppressed the heaven and earth.

As far as the eye can see, everything is frozen!

The winged man's body was stiff, his eyes turned with difficulty, and he twisted his stiff neck like a puppet, looking up at the sky.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe standing in the sky. At this moment, the world was silent, and even all the ways in the world seemed to be silent. Only that figure was shining brightly, like the sun that never sets.

.

"Giant... giant!"

The winged man's body was trembling, and his soul was trembling, because just a look from the middle-aged man in the sky made his skin tingle and almost tear it apart.

In the hearts of countless people, giants represent the supreme power and the most invincible combat power, even for the emperor.

A few emperors with deep backgrounds know that there is a more majestic realm above the giants, but what is the difference? For ants, what is the difference between being trampled to death by a man and being trampled to death by an elephant?

?

They were all trampled to death, and not a single scum was left!

"Let him go."

The middle-aged man in the golden robe is naturally the ancient ancestor of the Golden Crow. At this time, he is not angry and powerful, like the ruler of heaven and earth, with a majestic appearance.

"This... senior... he stole a very important thing from my master. This thing is related to the eternal situation and cannot leave the Tower of Babel!"

Although the winged man was afraid, he still did not dare to let him go like this, but explained to the middle-aged man in the sky.

"Your master?"

The middle-aged man in golden robe frowned slightly. For a great emperor to honor him as his master, he must be a giant-level existence.

Because with the pride of the great emperor, it is impossible to submit to the existence of a giant, even a quasi-giant.

This is difficult to do.

He doesn't want to make enemies with other giants. After all, beings of this level are very narrow-minded and like computers. Once they get into trouble, it will be very troublesome in the future.

"Let him go, I will protect this man. If your master is dissatisfied, just ask him to come to me." At this time, a calm voice sounded.

The Winged Man's expression changed slightly, and when he looked around, he saw an unparalleledly handsome young man in white clothes, who had appeared in the sky at some point.

His feet are in the void, as if he were strolling in a garden.

When he passed by the middle-aged man in gold robe, the latter actually turned around to give way, then lowered his head slightly and followed behind him.

"this!!"

Seeing this scene, the Winged Man's pupils shrank violently, even like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and his mind went blank.

His heart was trembling violently.

What kind of majestic existence is this that can make a giant bow his head and follow behind him like a servant?

It’s unimaginable!

"Holy King!!"

At this time, Qi Yi, who was suspended in the air, had his eyes widened and a bright light emitted from his eyes, as if he had survived from a desperate situation.

"Um."

Yu Wuya nodded slightly.

Strictly speaking, Qi Yi should be regarded as his subordinate, because when they were in Ziyuan Realm, Qi Yi and the middle-aged man in blue robe took the initiative to surrender to him.

And he agreed at that time.

"May I ask you are……"

The winged man's voice trembled, like an ant looking at the sky. He mustered up the greatest courage and could only say this sentence.

"The Boundless Saint King."

Yu Wuya said lightly: "I don't want to explain anything, and I don't care who you are. In short... these are my people, you can do whatever you want."

His tone was calm, but full of overwhelming domineering power.

The meaning of this is the same - I don't care who you are, or how many of you there are, in short, you can't touch my people!

"this……"

The winged man's soul trembled. Faced with such arrogant strength, he was completely frightened and did not dare to express his anger.

"Go ahead."

Upon seeing this, the Golden Crow Ancient Ancestor waved his sleeves, and the space suddenly became distorted and the stars moved around. The winged man was thrown to nowhere.

"Qi Yi pays homage to the Holy King!"

"I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, but the saint's style remains the same, and he is eternally invincible!"

Qi Yi burst into tears of gratitude and knelt down on one knee in the air. At this time, the image of Yu Wuya in his heart was extremely tall.

A giant is like a slave.

What kind of status is this?

It's simply unimaginable.

"Give him some treatment."

Yu Wuya ordered to the Golden Crow Ancient Ancestor.

The Golden Crow Ancient Ancestor nodded, and with a wave of his hand, a majestic vitality poured into Qi Yi's body, allowing his damaged body to quickly recover, like a rebirth from Nirvana!

Even more powerful than before.

"Thank you, Holy Lord!"

Qi Yi was pleasantly surprised.

"I want to know what you took from them." Yu Wuya looked down at Qi Yi and said calmly.

Qi Yi's body trembled slightly.

After a moment of hesitation, he raised his right hand, and a white light suddenly grew larger in the air. It turned out to be an ancient stone sculpture.

Half of the stone sculpture was glowing with golden light, and it was the lower body that seemed to be full of energy.

"Holy Lord, this is it. It also appeared once in Ziyuan Realm back then. You didn't take action to seize it at that time. I guess...it was of no use to you."

Qi Yi lowered his head and said respectfully.

What he said was true, but he was also a little cautious. Although he was grateful to Yu Wuya, he still didn't want to lose the stone sculpture.

Yu Wuya looked at the stone carving and narrowed his eyes.

"This stone sculpture looks familiar..."

This reminded him of the statue he saw in the ruins of the Immortal Courtyard. That statue also had its lower body glowing.

This is the statue of Ying Jiutian!

"As expected of the right man in his mature stage, he actually used some method to peel off the statue and sealed it in the Tower of Babel!"

"In other words, that guy got rid of the control of Xianting."

"Furthermore, because the Babel Tower can isolate all perceptions from the outside world, the people in the ruins of the Immortal Courtyard don't know that the guy is out of control."

"The part that lights up on this statue is equivalent to Ying Jiutian's cultivation level, and this statue has been stripped off a long time ago... This shows that this is Ying Jiutian's cultivation level a long time ago, and that guy now, I don't know, has reached

What kind of state has it reached?"

"Good guy, what a move to escape the golden cicada!"

Yu Wuya admired in his heart, this guy is indeed not simple, he has done so many things without knowing it, it seems that he has a big plan.

But we don’t know yet whether they are friends or foes.
To be continued...