"Where did he come from without him?" Madam Qingyou roared.
"You'er, I really don't have one. You are the only woman in my life!" Bei Shuihan said hurriedly.
"Now that your son has come out, you still don't admit it..." Mrs. Qingyou's expression changed, and she raised her hand and slapped Bei Shuihan in the face.
"Mom!" Zi Tong hurriedly rushed up and grabbed her arm, "Please be patient. This matter really has nothing to do with dad. This masked man has imprisoned the dean for more than ten years. My father and mother
His death was also caused by him, there is no way he is his father’s illegitimate son.”
Mrs. Qingyou was startled, "Then who is he?"
Zi Tong released her hand and shook her head slightly.
boom!
In mid-air, a sound like muffled thunder came.
Everyone raised their faces at the same time and looked into the air.
I saw Beichen standing in mid-air with a solemn expression, his clothes flying around, as if he were a god in the world, domineering and beautiful.
On the other side of the sky, Xingying's face was pale, his clothes and hair were messy, and he looked embarrassed.
In the battle of force, Xingying did not take advantage.
At this time, there were almost no injuries on Beichen's body, and his clothes and hair were very messy. The ink robe on his body was cracked in several places, and there were several obvious wounds on his chest and arms, with blood overflowing.
"I won't lose to you, no way!"
Xingying roared and put away the long sword in his hand, raised his right hand, and the purple stars overflowed from his fingers, condensing into a huge purple ball of light.
At that moment, it seemed that the entire world was dyed dark purple, and what was originally a clear sky and day suddenly seemed to turn into darkness.
As he waved his hand, the ball of light struck Beichen fiercely.
Of course, Beichen would not sit still and wait for death. While Xingying was condensing his star power, he had already released his star power.
Thirty-six golden stars appeared around him, forming a circle around his figure, overflowing with golden flames, steaming around the circle. From a distance, he looked like a
The burning sun.
Seeing the purple light ball hitting him, Beichen raised his right hand lightly.
The golden light overflowed from his palm, spilling out in all directions like sunshine, catching the ball of light, like sunshine breaking through dark clouds.
In an instant, the entire heaven and earth shimmered with golden light.
The light suddenly penetrated into the purple ball of light, then broke out of the ball, and then spread out in all directions, sweeping away all the haze.
The space between heaven and earth suddenly became bright again.
Everyone stayed in place in shock.
At that moment, Beichen stood in mid-air, and his body showed absolute power and shock. He was like the sun, so dazzling that no one dared to look at it.
And nothing in this world seems to be able to stop his light.
The light ball was broken, Xingying took a step back and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"you lose!"
Beichen's tone was very calm, without any pride of victory, only the confidence and calmness of a superior person.
＊＊＊Ni-tian-xiao-kuang-hou＊＊＊
In the distance, inside the hall on the top of Jiange Mountain.
Weiyang sat cross-legged in the middle of the hall. Above his head, all the swords were trembling and buzzing.
At this time, he was facing the final stage of becoming a god.
Behind him, a pair of golden flesh wings stretched out and were also trembling violently.
There was a soft sound, like a jade stone cracking, or a chick breaking an egg.
On Weiyang's fleshy wings, a golden scale fell silently from her body, falling gently on the ground, and then, there was another one...