Chapter five hundred and nineteenth reunion after a long absence
Two top demigods who were equivalent to Long Wuxin, and one terrifying existence that surpassed demigods, were killed in such an understatement!
"He, what is his strength?" This question appears in the mind of every saint.
Bai Luo's face was ashen, and his expression was extremely ugly. Su Yu's strength was unparalleled.
After thinking for a moment, something ruthless flashed through his mind, and his figure jumped like the wind behind Saint Lord Yiyu, grabbing the bloodthirsty dagger.
Upon hearing the sound, Saint Yiyu sensed something was wrong and moved forward to avoid it.
But Bai Luo was already prepared. He sealed with one hand and several space vortexes surrounded Saint Lord Yiyu.
Then, the bloodthirsty dagger reached forward, pressed against the vest of Saint Yiyu, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't move!"
The incident happened so suddenly that people were caught off guard.
How could the people of the Dark Saint Lord expect that Bai Luo, their leader, would suddenly attack one of their own?
"Bai Luo, what are you doing, are you crazy?" Qingzhu Sage asked in shock.
Bai Luo snorted heavily: "Shut up, everyone!"
His majesty is still there, but the other saints dare not speak out in anger.
Su Yu was a little surprised. He glanced at the kidnapped Holy Lord Yiyu, and couldn't help but be slightly confused. Logically speaking, his identity as the Black Snow Demon Lord was somewhat related to the Holy Lord Yiyu. He held Yiyu hostage.
The Holy Lord can indeed restrain the Black Snow Demon Lord.
But now his identity is Yinyu, and he has nothing to do with Holy Lord Yiyu. What's the point of threatening him like this?
"Yinyu, you don't want her to die, right? Let me live, otherwise, I will kill her immediately!" Bai Luo said coldly: "I have already investigated the relationship between you. Your original name is Su Yu, and we
We have a close relationship with Holy Lord Yiyu, right?"
Oh? Have you already investigated Yin Yu's true identity? Su Yu is not surprised. With the power of the Dark Dynasty, it is not difficult to investigate his roots for such a long time.
Qingzhu Shengjun's expression changed. Su Yu, this name, he had heard many times. From Yiyu Shengjun's mouth, he described it again and again, repeated it again and again, and appeared again and again.
That confidant of Shenyue Island, that Su Yu who could let Yiyu see the prosperity of the world on his behalf, that Yinyu who was the only one who could make Gujing Fubo's Yiyu show complicated emotions, that name that Qingzhu hated the most in his heart!
Su Yu, Yin Yu!
"So what, I don't remember ever being involved with your Holy Lord Yiyu." Su Yu said coldly.
It is true that he would not watch the death of Saint Yiyu, but he would never compromise for a woman he had met only once.
Hearing this, Qingzhu Shengjun's face showed anger, and he even forgot that Su Yu could kill him with just a raise of his hand: "Shut up! Everyone in the world can say that he has nothing to do with her, but you can't!
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His eyes were filled with unwillingness and deep contempt.
Su Yu frowned. He really couldn't figure out how he owed Saint Lord Yiyu to make Saint Lord Qingzhu so excited.
Bai Luo smiled ferociously, an extremely cruel smile: "Haha, it seems that you still don't know Yiyu's true face."
Among the Seven Dark Lords, the only one who has seen the true face of Saint Lord Yiyu is Saint Lord Qingzhu.
In addition, she is always covered with mist, and no one knows her true face.
Her true face? In an instant, Su Yu suddenly remembered the experience of fighting side by side with her in the Nine Nether Dragon Abyss.
For a moment, he felt that Saint Yiyu looked very much like the same person.
Inadvertently, Su Yu's heart beat loudly!
"Haha, she is..." Bai Luo said teasingly.
However, his voice stopped abruptly!
His face suddenly stiffened, and his skin quickly turned bright red.
Countless blood splattered from the pores.
The body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if all the moisture in the body had been extracted.
I saw a dark cold jade needle in the hand of Saint Yiyu. He held it behind his back and pierced into Bai Luo's body.
"The Dark Feather Needle is the portable magic weapon of the Dark King!!" Bai Luo cried out in horror as his soul was still alive.
Qingzhu Shengjun was also surprised: "How come, the Dark Feather Needle is a semi-finished spiritual weapon that can only be passed down by kings of past generations. How could it be given to Yiyu... Could it be that the king passed on the position of king to Yiyu?"
Su Yu's pupils were also slightly condensed. Was it the Dark Feather Needle? What a powerful semi-finished spiritual weapon!
Its function seems to be to strengthen the owner's abilities in certain aspects.
Yiyu Shengjun is good at the water path, so he strengthened the water path more than ten times, and seriously injured the demigod Bai Luo so easily!
"Impossible! The Dark Dynasty belongs to me, to me, Bai Luo!" Bai Luo roared angrily. Having this magic weapon in her hand is enough to prove that the Dark King is still alive in the world, and will pass on the throne to him.
Yiyu Shengjun!!
The next dark king is not Bai Luo, but Yi Yu!
Unable to accept this reality, Bai Luo spun the bloodthirsty dagger in his hand and cut into his beautiful jade neck.
Su Yu's pupils shrank and Qingzhu Shengjun roared, but it was already too late.
With a pop, Saint Lord Yiyu's head flew up.
However, after being thrown away, his body suddenly turned into a ball of water mist!
This is clearly a substitute for water!
Bai Luo's expression changed, and he was about to retreat, but suddenly there was a flash of water behind him, and he regrouped into Saint Lord Yiyu.
The mist on his face had dissipated at this moment, revealing his true face, which was as beautiful and ethereal as a fairy in a painting!
Her skin is fair and supple, with a hint of pink in her whiteness, as flawless as jade, and as perfect as gelatin.
Under the long eyelashes, there is a pair of clear and peaceful eyes, pure and without any dirt in the world.
Suddenly, a fairy in the painting, a hibiscus emerging from the water and unstained by the dust of the world, appeared in the world with breathtaking beauty.
For a moment, all the flowers lost their color, and there was no beauty in the world that could compare with the beauty of the woman in front of me.
All beauty is put to shame in front of her.
Countless men from the Seven Lords of Darkness were all amazed by her beauty.
They had once been curious about the face hidden by the water vapor, but they never imagined that it was as beautiful as the fairy in the painting.
It is so breathtakingly beautiful that it suffocates the entire time and space.
Su Yu was stunned, his eyes changed from unfamiliar to familiar to stunning, and finally to deep shock.
That face is Xia Jingyu, Xia Jingyu after three years.
Xia Jingyu, who was only fourteen years old at that time, although beautiful and aesthetic, was still a bit immature.
Now seventeen years old, Xia Jingyu seems to have been reborn, even more beautiful, dazzlingly beautiful, stunningly beautiful, and dreamlike.
If she was just a fairy in a painting before, Xia Jingyu is now a real fairy.
Su Yu even felt a little ashamed of himself and didn't dare to recognize him.