Chapter 3618: The Great Array of Northern Hidden Protection Palace

"Only you can be by my side and be my partner."

"Accompany my emperor to the mainland."

"In the future, this son of yours will only belong to me."

Beiyin Wuwei chuckled lightly, his tone extremely domineering.

But in just a moment, in his eyes, it was no longer just Yu Yiyi, but the whole world.

Beiyin Wuwei turned around and looked directly at Xiao Yi.

The cold and cold sword in his hand moved again.

Exactly at this time.

clack clack...

In the distance, a crackling sound came from the Jingyue bright wheel above Yiyi's head, and the cracks continued.

Yiyi was speechless for a long time, but those beautiful eyes were already scarlet.

The beautiful face was full of pain at the moment.

But in his mouth, he murmured the word 'Young Master'.

Yiyi's aura continued to soar.

A drop of blood slowly dripped from his eyes.

In the eyes, there seems to be a wild and ancient giant beast soaring, wanting to rush out.

"The imposing manner of the Invincible King, one of the ten beasts in the wild, Xue Jialuo?" Beiyin Wuwei frowned.

Beiyin Wuwei's eyes froze, "If you stop me, you will die too."

In Yiyi's eyes, there seemed to be only slaughter left, she raised her head to look at the round of Jingyue, her palms were vacant.

There was only indifference on his face.

Under the turbulent weather, Yiyi at the moment looked like a slaughter girl.

"Stop."

Only at this time, a soft sound.

Yiyi's movements stopped abruptly.

The voice naturally came from Xiao Yi.

Yiyi frowned,

Suddenly, he covered his eyes with one hand, and the pain on his face became more intense.

Xue Jialuo, after all, can't rush out.

Xiao Yi chuckled, "Don't bother."

"What I branded in your eyes is the prohibition that is implicated in my Shouyuan."

"Unless I die, Xue Jialuo can't break through my seal."

"But, Young Master..." Yiyi's aura was gone, and blood was still oozing from her eyes.

Xiao Yi interrupted softly, "Why use the power of Xue Jialuo?"

"You can break the Jingyue bright wheel above your head with the ability of Jingyue yourself."

"I can't..." Yiyi frowned, her face full of urgency.

Xiao Yi interrupted with a chuckle, "No way."

"Did you really hear this fool say that your power control is not as good as his?"

"When it comes to swordsmanship, he is not as good as me; when it comes to controlling fire, he is not as good as me; he is not as good as me when it comes to controlling wind and thunder, and walking on clouds and water."

"Eighty million years? It's just a joke."

Xiao Yi turned his head slightly, looked directly at Yiyi, and said sternly, "As long as your Jingyue ability is stronger than his, the Jingyue bright wheel above your head will be broken with a wave of your hand."

hiss…

The sword was densely covered, blocking almost all the gaps in his body.

Even if he turned his head slightly like this, his face was also drawn by the sharp and cold sword, and a bloodstain was drawn, and the blood was flowing.

"Young Master." Yiyi saw the bloodstains drawn on Junyi's face, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Don't cry." Xiao Yi didn't move half of his body any more, but his tone was serious.

"For the next thing, you can just deal with your best net moon ability."

"The rest, leave it to me."

"Leave it to you?" Beiyin Wuwei sneered, but he could clearly see the gnashing of teeth.

His "confession", the promise to accompany him to the emperor, did not welcome Yiyi's half-hearted understanding and answer at all.

On the contrary, Xiao Yi's few words made Yiyi almost go crazy at all costs, and at the same time, it was only a few words that made Yiyi very obedient and calm down.

"Die, you trash." Beiyin Wuwei roared, and the sharp sword pierced Xiao Yi's heart.

Xiao Yi frowned when the last sword struck.

But when this sword struck, Xiao Yi grinned.

No one knew that his eyes had been paying attention to the sharp sword that covered his body.

No one knew that his immobile body had already pinpointed the positions of all these sharp swords with his sensitive body instinct.

The one just turned his head slightly, one is looking at Yiyi, and the other is really confirming that his judgment is correct.

whoosh…

The sharp sword could reach an inch before the heart, Xiao Yi's body instantly resembled an agile snake, and the movement that completely surpassed the limits of the human body made him instantly escape from the thorny sword.

Yes, at that moment just now, it was like a smart swimming snake, walking strangely through the thorns, and then escaped.

That sharp sword clearly blocked all his retreats and blocked all his vital points.

The body just wandered nimbly, wiping the sharp Morihan sword, even if there was a slight difference, it was enough to leave blood holes in his body.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yi is clearly in good condition. He swims through the thorns and thorns of the sword.

Except for the bloodstains that had been drawn on his face before, no one was injured at any vital point.

"How is that possible..." Beiyin Wuwei's pupils shrank.

Chong…

The purple lightning in Xiao Yi's hand appeared out of thin air, just like before, so dazzling, so arrogant and invincible.

The mysterious sword cultivator squinted his eyes, and his eyes were obviously filled with horror.

He couldn't understand, and he was obviously surprised to the extreme. In the blockade that was almost completely lifeless, how could Xiao Yi escape from his sword?

"Master." Shui Ninghan frowned.

"It can't be dragged on. The power of evil that has been condensed by the great formation has been accumulated for a long time. If it is not used to attack the realm of martial arts, it will spill out into the world."

Beiyin Wuwei nodded and looked at Xiao Yi coldly.

"Young master, don't worry." Shui Ninghan said in a deep voice, "The woman in white has been trapped by me with Shuizu Daoyin. Although I can't trap her for thousands of years, she will definitely not be able to escape within an hour or two."

"The Holy Maiden of the Holy Moon Sect was personally banned by the Young Master's Jingyue Martial Spirit, and it is even more impossible for her to escape."

"There is only one Xiao Yi left, with me and Wuming around, it is enough for him not to disturb the young master."

Beiyin Wuwei nodded, his face relaxed, "En."

Beiyin Wuwei grabbed Shui Ninghan's hand, "Remember, just drag him, you don't have to take any risks."

"One hundred and eighty thousand heavenly evil formations will end in one hour."

"That is to say, within this hour, I will be able to break through all martial arts realms and step into the emperor realm."

"At that time, I will personally turn him into a corpse, or crawl at your feet and beg for mercy."

"Nameless." Beiyin Wuwei looked at the mysterious sword cultivator.

"Today's help, you take the lead."

"After an hour, I will do whatever you want on this continent."

The words fall.

Beiyin Wuwei walked back to the center of the main formation and sat down with his knees crossed.

However, instead of starting to practice immediately, it was…

wow wow wow...

A wave of formation force, quickly condensed.

In the blink of an eye, a solid formation was laid down.

distance.

Beiyin Wudi's expression changed greatly, who was still entangled with Mo You, "My Beiyin Palace's palace guard formation?"

"Damn, stop him quickly, there is no way to break the battle in the palace guarding formation of Beiyin Palace, only absolute strength can break it..."

Beiyin Wuwei sneered, "Xiao Yi has no chance to stop me."

"In addition, under the combat power of the Invincible King, no one can break this formation. Big brother should die."

"Of course, please eldest brother touch the black and white emperor halberd in your hand more. After an hour, eldest brother, you won't have the chance to touch your life-like emperor halberd."

"I will completely destroy your hands."

Beiyin Wuwei's cold words fell, he closed his eyes completely, began to practice, and hit the realm of martial arts.

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