People who are eligible to die in the hands of saints are not ordinary people.
Of course, some people hold the opposite opinion. "Don’t forget that there is a phoenix behind Guo Yi. If Phoenix moves, I’m afraid even a saint will spill blood."
"Nowadays, the emperor war, that is, the emperor, has become the source of the storm. All the people who touch the word’ emperor’ dare not make moves easily, or they will not be able to afford the phoenix even if they come to the emperor."
"So Guo Yi won’t die tonight?"
"Guo Yi should have lived to reality three years ago. It’s a fluke. There are a lot of immortals in the dark who want to take his life. These immortals have converged. After all, the saints are in case of loss."
More and more people are coming from the emperor to cultivate immortality. When they see the statue of a saint, these people shake their heads and sigh. They know that a genius will be wiped out in the cradle tonight.
The jade beauty of the broken ancient wall wants to rush over and fight alongside Guo Yi.
But green cow is directly blocked in front of her call scold a way "fuck! That’s a statue of a saint. Although you are an emperor, if you bear the palm of a saint, you will be destroyed. "
"That … you go and save him." Jade Beauty grabbed the hind leg of the green cow and wanted to throw it in the past.
"I … I’m not feeling well recently. There are always a few days every month, you know!" The green cow broke free from the jade beauty, tightly clamped the four cow legs and pretended to be dead dogs.
It dares to poison the saints behind it, but it is absolutely unwilling to fight hard in front of the saints.
Guo Yi’s body has been broken for many times, and his mouth keeps coughing up blood. Only those eyes have been steadfast and fighting spirit is enduring.
Huo Ran’s soul in the middle of the eyebrows and the soul in the buried heavenly sword are in harmony. Even Guo Yi’s body is completely integrated into the buried heavenly sword.
Man and sword are one!
"hey!"
When the heavenly sword was buried, it was cut, and the banner of the sacred demon was torn, and all the sacred objects were cut.
After the combination of Dao Soul and Sword Soul, Guo Yi played a blow beyond the present repair and almost broke the sacred demon banner and beheaded that palace.
"Dying?"
Ya Guifei’s voice is still so beautiful, but the hand is also fierce. A saint’s handprint is pressed towards Guo Yi, and before it falls to Guo Yi, let his body separate from the heavenly sword and fall to the ground at the same time.
This palm power conan the destroyer seems to completely kill him.
"Boom!"
All of a sudden, a saint’s handprint crossed the sky and shaped the palm of Ya Guifei.
The sky flies with blood and snow, dressed in Tsing Yi Taoist robes, and the hair floats from the bright moon like a waterfall, graceful as a butterfly in the wind.
She floated in the snow and the white lotus stepped on the soil and fell to Guo Yi’s side.
Another saint has arrived!
Only a saint can compete with a saint. Obviously, the Taoist robe girl who was killed halfway must also be a saint.
The head of life and death snow clothes actually arrived, which made Guo Yi overjoyed and got up from the ground. He jumped directly into the arms of snow clothes and cried, "Senior, you are here. You can ask me to make decisions."
Guo big bitch was moved to tears and almost threw herself on the snow clothes.
"Don’t call me elder." Xueyi felt angry and called her old again.
"Yes … clothes girl, don’t forget that I saved your life twice. Today depends on you." Guo Yi said.
Guo Yi knows that he is definitely no match for a saint now, and Xue Yi owes him a favor when he comes. Now it is natural to come back.
When necessary, Guo Yi will take out the Emperor’s clothes and lend them to Xue Yi. She must beat Ya Guifei’s bitch to her knees and beg for mercy. Although there are some risks, after all, Xue Yi’s clothes are not a good crop. Maybe she won’t return the Emperor’s clothes, but if she can avenge today, Guo Yi won’t frown even if she loses an Emperor’s clothes.
Many people in the dark were disappointed. They didn’t expect that there was a female saint behind Guo Yi besides the phoenix. It seems that it will be extremely difficult to kill him tonight.
At the same time, the green cow’s ass was kicked again, which was so heavy and malicious that it almost ruined its ass.
"Mom, who dares to sneak up on your ass?" Green cow kicked up from the ground and looked back only to see Ji Youran and Sisi stare big eyes at it.
Sisi and Ji Youran also rushed over from the emperor after hearing the news of Guo Yi, and found that Qingniu actually pretended to be a dead dog here and would not help Guo Yi. Ji Youran naturally kicked it hard.
Sisi is still pure and pure, with big eyes staring at Qingniu’s long eyelashes, but the more so Qingniu feels cold.
If not, Sisi pulled out a kitchen knife from his pocket, as if to plane the green cow and make a boiled beef dish.
Chapter 712 The third person in bloodstained garment and the white saint
When the snow clothes arrived, even Ya Guifei followed the law.
The palace suspended in the western sky was silent for a long time before a faint sigh, "One thought becomes a snowy dress; A thought into a magic blood clothes "
It is not only the Northern Wilderness, but also a few great saints. There are not many strong people, each of whom is a big shot. Almost all of them are familiar with each other. The snow clothes were recognized by Ya Guifei as soon as they were first shot.
But Xueyi didn’t recognize Ya Guifei. After all, no one has seen her except the Northern Wilderness Emperor.
Snow clothes, divine light, dark gathering, towering eyes, staring at the empty palace with holy mans, and an awe-inspiring and sacred escape spread out, and the stalwart was like a mountain.
Ya Guifei added, "I heard that you are the most amazing genius in the past million years. It took only one hundred thousand years to build a sacred land. What a pity! You are too young and a saint, but you are no match for me. "
The same saints also have high scores. Some saints are newly formed, while others are close to the emperor’s roots.
Ya Guifei lived for a long time, and Xueyi looked like a child compared with her.
Xueyi likes it best when people say that she is young. She said, "It’s not that anyone who has lived for a long time will be forced to know the result after a real battle."
There was a deep sigh in the palace, which seemed to regret what the palace was then wrapped up by a holy cloud. Once again, the flute sounded uneven, and then there was a terrible chill, as if hordes were rushing to roar.
Look at this posture. Two female saints are going to fight.