Chapter 4215: Imprisoned Son (1/2)

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In the distant sky, a rain of light is rolling, making the chaotic heaven and earth feel, coming to an infinite vision, surrounded by a creature, is slowly coming.

Uh!

Suddenly, the two hundred statues present, the upper nirvana, the real **** of the sky, separated a channel, and then all lowered their heads to express respect for the coming person.

As for the true legends of the ancient gods present, they all stared away and glimpsed the true face of the comer.

The slowly coming creature, with his white hair and thick hair, was bound up by a jade crown, without any mess.

The blood in the opponent's body was roaring, making it look like the incarnation of the avenue. There is a special fluctuation that resonates with this world and the avenue.

Especially that pair of pupils are very magical, and even the wonders of chaotic development are inferred on their own, and the sublime light transmitted through them, but all the ancient gods who have been swept through feel the knife scraping muscles and arrows into the body, almost suffocating. Too.

”Is this the **** of empty gods?”

The head of Du Gushui shivered.

In the true biography of the entire ancient **** group, he can be ranked in the top five, and he has seen many chaotic **** sons.

The **** of the air **** in front of him does not look so strong, but there is a kind of glowing light, the noble force is compelling, and there is a terror that dominates the world, so that he can't even raise the slightest war intention.

”Sisters and brothers, I can only find a way to break through the barriers now, remember not to go to war!”

At the next moment, Gushui stabilized his mind and communicated with the ancient gods present.

Not to mention the empty **** god son.

Take the two hundred statues, the true legend of the air gods, that is, the comers are not good. Once they start, they will inevitably fall into a bitter battle.

”It's okay, what about the **** of emptiness? He can't hurt us.”

When the dozen or so ancient gods passed down and responded one after another, Xiao Ye calmly preached, uttering words that made Du Gushui stunned.

Since the God of Air God came, it certainly does not care about the shock of the super **** beast candlelight.

But Xiao Ye said that the God of Air God could not hurt them?

Is this overconfidence?

At this moment, the **** of the air **** has entered the field, he hunted in a luxurious robe, embroidered with the pattern of the gods and monks' surrender, like the living creature is about to recover.

”The humble creature, you can live to this day, and it is really not easy to break into the upper nirvana.”

”Just, you seem, not afraid.”

The God of Air God looked at Xiao Ye with his gaze, and asked him when he saw the other person's calm expression.

The born creature in front of him immediately broke into his Divine Son dojo, taking advantage of the fact that he could not show up, and took away a divine material, and even took away the body of the silver demon beast that protected him.

Seeing him coming now, can he still maintain such a calm?

”My visit to this demon is to find a talent, and I don't want to go all out.”

”You still retreat with these empty gods true, facing the innocent disaster.” Xiao Ye looked at each other and said.

”Arrogance!”

As soon as this remark came out, the air gods who were present were all furious.

Xiao Ye didn't respect the **** of the **** of the sky, but he still dared to speak like this?

”Hahaha, interesting!”

”It's the first time since I was born, such an ignorant born soul!”

On the other end, the **** of the air **** also laughed with his head up, the laughter was thunderous, with anger, the ears of the living creatures were tingling in the ears, and the figure was shaking.

”In that case, then die!”

The laughter of the **** of the **** of the air suddenly came to a close, and there were all kinds of gods on his body, spreading towards the surroundings, so that the ancient gods present were really heavy, and they were greatly suppressed, unable to maintain the state of emptiness. Fell down.

boom!

At the same time, the Divine Son of the God of Space has slammed toward Xiao Ye, and Zheng Zhengping is peaceful, as if several Confucian traditions have been melted together and has the power to deter the world.

”Are you still going to do it?”

Faced with the **** of the **** of air, this quick blow, Xiao Ye shook his head with emotion, as if suppressed by the spirit of the **** of air, he could not dodge, but he was still calm.