Twin Regal

"I look like someone who would gossip about brotherhood?"

Raising his eyebrows, Qin Zheng squinted at him with a smile that was not a smile. Is it important for Zilong to find a lover with some attributes?It doesn't matter whether you work hard or Qian Kun, the most important thing is not that the two people really love each other?As a brother, as long as Zilong is voluntary, even if the other party does not love him, he is just wishful thinking, he will not intervene, the most is to give appropriate advice when he is willing to talk.

"picture!"

"Screw you!"

"Ha ha···"

Huang Feng nodded unceremoniously, Qin Zheng picked up the teacup on the table and threw it over, a group of people burst into laughter again, such a peaceful life of fighting and fighting was undoubtedly quite luxurious for them, Stealing half a day of leisure from Fusheng is already quite good, but they will not be satisfied. All the efforts they have made so far are for the purpose of always being so heartless in the future.

Once a monk is sanctified immediately, he can tear apart the void and go anywhere, but this distance is not infinite. Only by mastering the power of the law of space can he move directly from one space to another in an instant. Therefore, even if The pinnacle quasi-emperor who sent a notice to replace Yanhuang and others arrived at the Lingkong Continent in an instant, but Yanhuang and the others did not arrive until two hours later.

At the same time, the Holy Land of the Buddha in the Western Regions.

The mountain peak transformed by the emperor's magic pestle is extremely huge, straight into the sky, and can be vaguely seen as soon as you step into the Western Regions. Since I learned that in the past few years in the Western Regions, it is like a shit stick, and it has made all the tribes in the Western Regions feel uncomfortable. After An Ning’s Yan Xiaozilong was suppressed, there was an endless stream of monks going to the Buddha’s Holy Land. They all came to see the jokes, and some even had the idea of ​​humiliating them. Unfortunately, even if the emperor’s soldiers turned into mountains, it was still not easy for anyone who wanted to get close. able to get close.

"I think they are so awesome, haven't they been easily suppressed?"

"Hahaha... Yan Xiao, Zilong, come out and continue jumping if you have the ability, why is there no movement?"

"I guess it's abolished? Two casual cultivators who don't know where they came from dared to provoke all ethnic groups. They deserve to be suppressed. In my opinion, the Holy Land of the Buddha is too merciful. It would be easier to kill them directly?"

"This kind of casual cultivator who is lucky enough to get a little adventure and thinks that he is invincible in the world, has seen a lot of labor and capital. Without exception, all of them will die in a miserable state!"

"Yan Xiao, Zilong, as long as you are willing to bark twice like dogs, how about I go to intercede for you?"

"Hahaha...you can have this, call it..."

There is no way for people to get close, but the voice can be transmitted. The monks around the holy mountain are extremely insulting, and there are many strong people of all ethnic groups among them. It was the volleyers who came here at the first time. Hearing the unbearable ridicule and humiliation from those people, all of them tensed up, their fists clenched with veins throbbing. To be bullied so far, is too hateful.

"Old Ancestor, let me go, I can't take it anymore!"

At the end of the crowd, a few handsome young men had tears in their eyes and their eyes were red, but a group of more than a dozen middle-aged monks who looked to be in their thirties pulled them abruptly. Hundreds of monks beside them were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to Rushing out, there were also people blocking them.

"If you can kill them, I won't stop them, Xingyang, we can't risk our lives before we can save someone."

The man called Patriarch also looks about 30 years old, but his dark eyes are full of vicissitudes and forbearance. Their highest cultivation base has just broken through the Emperor Zhun, and among those who humiliated Yan Xiaozilong, most of them Some of them are quasi-emperors, and many of them are peak quasi-emperors. If they rush out now, it is tantamount to courting death!

"Zilong is my junior brother!"

Eyes full of anger and aggrieved stared at him, Xing Yang almost gritted his teeth and said, yes, they are all members of Tianlingzong, Xing Yang is Yuntai's true disciple, Zilong is his younger brother.

"Xingyang, listen to the ancestor, let's wait a little longer, the little bastard should be here soon."

A slender big hand suddenly stretched out from behind, pressing heavily on his shoulder, Xing Yang turned to look at him: "Master Zu, Zilong..."

"I know."

Before he finished speaking, Lingshu tightened the hand on his shoulder again: "My heart aches no less than you, but with our ability, we can't compare with those big clans for the time being, but don't forget, our God There is also a group of little bastards in the Lingzong, and now they are all famous in the sanctuary, as long as they are here, we will not be so oppressed forever."

Lingshu believed that those little bastards, especially the leader Qin Zheng, would never stand idly by, and his little apprentice, who is Emperor Qixuan, the most powerful existence in the galaxy, they will definitely come, At this moment, Lingshu couldn't help but feel a little regretful. When he set foot in the sanctuary that day, he would disturb the little apprentice who should be recovering from retreat. In order to experience himself, he not only did not go to the emperor's mansion, but also deliberately did not step into the sanctuary where the emperor's mansion is located. Yuan Continent, so that it is not easy to find them now.

"Master..."

Xingyang was finally moved, and his attitude softened a little, but his anger and aggrieved did not subside in the slightest.

"What the hell is the little bastard doing? Why haven't you come yet?"

A tall, handsome man next to him couldn't help cursing. From his words, it was not difficult to hear that he should be the peak master or elder of Tianlingzong.

"Don't be like this. I haven't heard from Qin Zheng in recent years. It may be that Dixuan has not recovered yet. Let's wait a little longer, they will come."

Surprisingly, Linhua's daughter-in-law Yinshan held him back, her eyes full of distress.

"I know, but I'm fucking uncomfortable!"

Hugging him, the man lowered his voice and roared.

"Linhua."

Holding him back, Yinshan called out his name. If Qin Zheng and the others were here, they would be stunned. The man who used to be as fat as a ball is now strong, slender, handsome and invincible, just like two different people. Individuals, no wonder people often say that fat people are potential stocks, and this fucking is a living spokesperson.

"Boom boom..."

"Ahhh!"

Suddenly, just as they were aggrieved and angry, there was a scream in front of the crowd, and the strong smell of blood slowly melted into the air. Everyone couldn't help looking up, and saw a slender figure standing in the air, Sword eyebrows and star eyes, pink lips, and red quicksand lines between brows are the finishing touches, making him look more handsome and noble. It is not difficult to see from the bloody sword that he was the one who did it.

"Who dares to speak rudely again, die!"

The young man was carrying the soldier, and just glanced at it, and many people felt cold all over.

"Young Emperor..."

After making sure that no one dared to make irresponsible remarks, the young man put away his soldiers, turned around and headed straight for the holy mountain. The hundreds of quasi-emperors who came with him hurriedly wanted to follow after seeing this, but...

"You stay!"

The young man's sexy and magnetic voice stopped them at the right time. Hundreds of people looked at me and I looked at you. The mountain is transformed by the emperor's army, so it is not so easy to approach.

"buzz..."

As the young man got closer and closer, Sacred Mountain released the emperor's prestige and forced him to stop. The young man raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Do you think that only you are the emperor soldier?"

"bump···"

"Fuck, it's the emperor soldier again, who is this person? Can't a certain emperor succeed?"

"His grandma has a leg, labor and management are almost scrapped."

"What a powerful Diwei..."

No one expected that the young man would grab a gleaming golden blade out of thin air, aim it at the holy mountain and smash it down. Moreover, it was also an imperial weapon. The monks were seriously injured by the shock, and some died directly. Those who opened their defenses in time to resist or escape were stunned. The emperor's soldiers must be the emperor's soldiers. Another thing appeared.

Useless?

Ignoring the attention and comments around him, the young man looked at the motionless holy mountain, and frowned slightly. At the same time, a group of Buddhist cultivators in cassocks also came, and the leader was the successor of the Buddha Emperor Wujiao, who rushed to release him. Before the second blow, Wujiao clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the son of the dragon emperor Qingyao, the poor monk has long admired his name."

"What?! He is the son of the Dragon Emperor?"

"I'll go, what is the origin of Yan Xiaozilong, why did Emperor Qingyao even come?"

"Dragon Emperor, the first emperor of the Galaxy Myriad Territories, his grandma's, the two souls can't be inherited from the Dragon Emperor?"

"This is really a good show to watch. The Buddha Emperor's inheritance and the Dragon Emperor's inheritance are going to be a big event!"

As soon as Qingyao's identity was exposed, the surrounding monks burst into exclamation. They never dreamed that that man was actually the son of the emperor, and he was also the son of the first emperor of the galaxy, the Dragon Emperor. What is his relationship with Yan Xiaozilong?How could he come to the rescue with the emperor's soldiers in hand?Could it be that Yan Xiaozilong is really a genius of the younger generation released by the Dragon Emperor's inheritance?

"Qing...Qingyao...uh..."

Inside the holy mountain, Yan Xiaozilong, who was covered in wounds, was pierced through the bones of his lute. Several thick chains of spiritual power locked their limbs firmly, and there was a huge Buddhist Wanzi on the ground to restrain their space law. However, upon hearing the word Qingyao, the dying Zilong struggled to open his eyes. Just like that, the chains that penetrated deeply through the lute bone tortured him unbearably.

"Don't, don't move, they are sucking our strength."

Sensitively smelling the smell of fresh blood, Yan Xiao on the opposite side also opened his eyes. His condition is not much better than him, and his heart hurts even more. Fuling died. My good brother, because he has become like this, he He wished he could beat himself to death, but he even wanted to rush out and destroy the entire holy land of the Buddha, and tear the body of Enlightenment into tens of thousands of pieces, so that he would never be reborn forever!

[You are so fucking guilty, if you are a brother, don't be a mother-in-law, please listen to me, is Qingyao here. 】

It was too much effort to speak, so Zilong simply chose to transmit the sound. He knew what Yan Xiao was thinking, but there was no need for that. He believed that if their positions were reversed today, it was because of Qingyao, and Yan Xiao would do the same. They are brothers, they can do everything for each other, and the only thing he worries about now is that Qingyao will do everything for him.

[Who the hell is guilty, labor and management are tortured too badly. 】

Yan Xiao yelled back unceremoniously, he knew that they didn't need those things between them, but knowing it was one thing, and whether it was hard or not was another, damn it, Yan Xiao had never been so embarrassed in his life Pass.

[Old Qin and the others should be coming soon, Wu Jiao wants to extract our power and obtain the law of space under the guise of suppression, he is just dreaming! 】

He didn't hear Qingyao's voice for the time being, and he wasn't sure if he was here. Zilong was very worried, and only hoped that his brothers would come quickly. Although he didn't know what power was behind Qingyao, but anyway, he They don't want him to take risks for him, to enlighten that person, to hide too deeply, if they hadn't been tricked by him, they wouldn't have ended up in this situation.