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Chapter 1687 Rescue

Long Hao, wearing a purple battle robe, was as tall as jade, and his brows exuded a strong aura of domineering.

As the third person in the list of heroes in the world, he has been shrouded in the halo of genius since he was a child, so he has an extremely arrogant personality.

Moreover, he also has a strong possessive desire.

In his opinion, he is the only one who is qualified to receive the inheritance left by Emperor Ziyun. As for others, they simply do not have this qualification.

Especially Xiao Yi, whose cultivation has not even entered the realm of gods, and is simply not qualified to control the power in the Dragon Meteor Mountains.

This was simply a humiliation for him.

"I understand, haha! A guy with mixed bloodline also wants to control the power of Ziyun Peak like Young Master Long Hao, without even looking at whether he is worthy! He will wait until he dies in the hands of Leng Yin and Xiu Mo.

You will understand how incompetent you are." A sneer flashed at the corner of Long Jie's mouth, and his eyes were filled with mockery.

In her opinion, what if Xiao Yi killed those seven ghost generals?

With his strength, it is absolutely impossible to defeat Leng Yin and Xiu Mo.

He will soon die tragically in the hands of Leng Yin and Xiu Mo.

When the time comes, Long Hao will naturally be able to legitimately take away the inheritance of Emperor Ziyun from him.



"Ant, you are looking for death." At this time, halfway up Ziyun Peak, Holy Son Leng Yin's face was extremely gloomy, and there was a terrible murderous intention in his eyes.

You know, those seven ghost generals are all his capable men, enough to help him do many things.

But now, they were all killed by Xiao Yi with the help of the Dragon Meteor Mountain Range.

This is definitely a huge challenge to him.

"You seem to be very angry, don't worry, I will send you down to accompany them soon." Xiao Yi said calmly, and flew towards Ziyun Peak in a flash.

"Wu Di, please don't be impulsive. Leave here now, otherwise it will be too late." Fairy Su Wei shouted quickly, with a look of anxiety on her brows.

In fact, she had long expected that Xiao Yi could kill those seven ghost generals.

After all, the strength of those seven ghost generals was inferior to An Kui and Huang De, so they naturally could not be Xiao Yi's opponents.

Moreover, Xiao Yi was now able to control part of Ziyun Peak's power, and his strength was stronger than before. Suppressing the seven ghost generals was a piece of cake.

Even so, it is still difficult for him to defeat Leng Yin and Xiu Mo.

After all, these two guys are so terrifying. Not only do they have huge potential, but their cultivation levels have already reached the peak of the divine realm.

If Xiao Yi underestimated them, he would definitely regret it.

"You bitch, you are already about to die and you are still concerned about his life and death. I will devour you right now in front of him." At this moment, a terrifying force suddenly emerged from the cold.

The Silver Saint Son surged out of his body, making people's souls tremble.

Rumble.

The next moment, streaks of silver thunder and lightning as thick as a water tank roared out from behind Saint Leng Yin, and densely enveloped Fairy Su Wei.

These thunder and lightning were so powerful that wherever they passed, the void was split into pieces, and even the ancient trees and rocks within a radius of several thousand feet were turned into powder.

"No, Su Wei, be careful." Nangong Jun, whose face was extremely ugly, quickly activated the Gengjin sword to the extreme, trying to help Su Wei block those silver thunder and lightning.

"Don't come here." Fairy Su Wei's entire face lost all color and she shouted to Nangong Jun.

There was a loud popping sound.

The next moment, Nangong Jun's body was hit by those silver lightnings, and his whole body exploded, leaving only his soul.

Even Fairy Su Wei's delicate body flew out and suffered extremely serious injuries.

This is the true strength of Holy Son Leng Yin, which is much stronger than the original An Kui.

Nangong Jun and Fairy Su Wei were unable to resist his full blow.

"Come here and die." Saint Leng Yin's eyes were extremely cold. He waved his right hand forward, and suddenly there was a violent force that enveloped Fairy Su Wei and flew towards him.

"Leave this guy to me." The corners of Saint Xiu Mo's mouth were filled with a ferocious smile, and in a flash, he rushed towards Nangong Jun's soul.

"It's over. Is it possible that I'm really going to die here?" Nangong Jun's eyes were full of unwillingness and despair.

"Long Hao, please save them, no matter what the price, I am willing to pay." Lu Chan looked extremely anxious and pleaded to Long Hao on the top of the mountain.

She loved Nangong Jun so much, how could she bear to see him being devoured.

"It's too late to speak now. It's all your own fault. But don't worry, I will avenge you." Long Hao was completely unmoved and said in an indifferent tone.

This scene made the surrounding wizards feel chilled.

They all felt that Long Hao was too cold and heartless. He obviously had the strength to fight Leng Yin and the others, but he deliberately ignored them.

"It's over, they're dead."

"Even the prodigies of the ancestral world family have ended up like this. We will definitely die today." All the prodigies showed fear and despair in their eyes.



"Wu Di, run away quickly, I won't blame you! You must live well with Sister Xi." At this time, Fairy Su Wei's delicate body was less than a dozen feet away from Saint Leng Yin, and her eyes were filled with tears.

With a look of reluctance, he sighed to Xiao Yi.

"Ant, have you seen this? This is the result of offending me. I will not only destroy you, but also kill everyone around you. Just repent in despair." Saint Son Leng Yin looked at him coldly.

Staring at Xiao Yi, the corners of his mouth were filled with a hint of teasing.

Buzz.

The next moment, a terrifying ghost power surged out of his body, trying to swallow up the essence of power in Fairy Su Wei's body.

By that time, Holy Son Leng Yin's cultivation will be able to reach the peak of the divine realm.

Even Long Hao is not his opponent.

As for Xiao Yi, he was nothing more than a joke in front of him.

"Hmph! You want to kill her, have you asked me?" To everyone's surprise, Xiao Yi still looked extremely calm, as if everything was under his control.

Sizzle.

Just when the power of the ghost path in the body of Saint Leng Yin was about to devour Fairy Su Wei, streaks of purple-gold dragon energy suddenly shot out from underneath the ground, shrouding Fairy Su Wei in the middle.

There was a loud bang.

The power of Holy Son Leng Yin was immediately blocked by these purple gold dragon energies, and was temporarily unable to harm Fairy Su Wei at all.

"Eh? I'm not dead. Brother Wu Di saved me again." In another corner, Nangong Jun's spirit couldn't help but shout.

He originally thought that he would definitely die this time and would be devoured by Xiu Mo.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Xiao Yi actually used the power of Ziyun Peak to protect him in the middle and avoid Xiu Mo's attack.

"You guys, please stay at the top of the mountain for now. Leave these two guys to me." With a thought in Xiao Yi's mind, a stream of purple gold dragon energy brought Fairy Su Wei and the other two to the top of Ziyun Peak.

Submerged into the field where Long Hao was.

"What, they actually came in, damn it." Long Jie's delicate body suddenly trembled, and his face turned extremely ugly.

You must know that only Long Hao can control the field at the top of the mountain. Without his permission, no one else can enter.

But now, Xiao Yi also had this right, which made her feel very uncomfortable.


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