Chapter 3747 : Know It, What Are You Afraid Of?

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The sad rain knocked down Xiao Yi's face, which was so cold.

Xiao Yi raised his head slightly, looked up at the sky, and looked at the rain that fell like hair, which wet his eyes, wet his face, and wet his whole body.

It turned out that ruthless has never been this day.

But... that one!

This day, it will still be sad.

That one, but only indifference.

Yanlong, actually it is Yanlong!

Xiao Yi's face was very calm now, extremely calm.

The moment Yan Long appeared, all his previous doubts were cleared up.

Not just in the past, but also in the present.

It is no wonder that they are as proud as the ancestors of a hundred schools. These one hundred most amazing and talented people who once created the brilliance of martial arts are willing to lower their arrogant heads and join the Tianyuan realm.

To be able to get that guidance, even if it's just a little bit of fur, is already the most unparalleled opportunity in the world.

despair…

A drop of rain fell right into his eyes.

The sadness in the rain completely left those sharp eyes with only sadness.

"Hehe, hehe..." Xiao Yi looked up at the sky and smiled calmly.

Yes, calm, pure calm.

Even if he is as cold and arrogant as Xiao Yi, even if his means are as numerous as him, he still cannot produce even the slightest bit of fighting spirit.

What means can help this ancestor of the Tianyuan realm, this... the real Yanlong?

Even if he has always been clever like him, he has always made countless preparations to deal with crises, like him, always expecting the enemy to take the lead, but countering the enemy's calculations, and always destroying the enemy's conspiracy unexpectedly.

What should I do this time?

Calculate? what kind of calculation,

What kind of preparation can help Yanlong?

His trump cards and tactics are nothing but a joke.

The law of reincarnation? All kinds of powerful flames in the world? Da Zizi kendo? Heavenly burial?

These terrifying means that seem to be able to destroy the sky and destroy the earth, block Shouyuan, and kill Tianjun, if put on Yanlong, I'm afraid they can't even scratch a little flesh.

This giant beast, entrenched in the sea of ​​dragon flames and flames, straddles the world, but it is also truly invincible.

Even a little breath seems to be able to burn the world.

Or, the most trusted trump card he has always relied on, the Ice Luan Sword?

Heh, it may be unparalleled in its edge; but, even if it exists now because of the flame dragon, the imposing aura that fills the air will probably make this ice luan sword, which is said to be invincible, unable to move half a point.

Yan Long, it is actually Yan Long.

There is a god-like existence in this world.

No one has really seen it, but it exists only in legends, and even the mainland is named after the Yanlong.

In those endless distant years, the strongest human race that was equal to the sky of the first-generation Soul Emperor, and the monster that made countless emperor realm powerhouses terrified, the same name Yanlong.

Such an existence has actually come, really come!

Xiao Yi suddenly remembered that even the supreme existence like Emperor Yinxu would be respectful when talking about 'that one'.

Even the Demon Emperor Huantian, the guy who called him a 'little man' every word, with a disdainful tone; what he said in his mouth was only the one who joined the first-generation Soul Emperor and the Silver Scorpion Emperor to kill the Underworld Emperor monster.

Yes, just talking about joining forces to kill!

However, it was never said that the one who lost to the Underworld Emperor!

Losing the match is two different things from joining forces to kill!

"Hehe...hehe, hehe, Yanlong, it's actually Yanlong..."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Xiao Yi's calm face suddenly disappeared, and his laughter gradually turned into madness.

The laughter is very harsh, but it is so weak that even if it shakes the absolute majesty that exists in the air today, it can't do it.

In the sea of ​​dragon flames and flames, the majesty emanating from that behemoth, even a little, is enough to make all living beings crawl and tremble.

In all directions, hundreds of clan masters, clansmen, a group of arrogances, and a group of warriors in the eight halls in the main hall of Fengsha below, have already fainted and fainted.

The absolute ancient coercion that exists in the air cannot be resisted by any creature at all.

Only the powerhouses of heaven and earth under the emperor realm have the minimum qualifications to stand in front of Yanlong.

far away.

Eight Heavenly Lord has already kneeled respectfully.

Wuhei Tianjun glanced at Xiao Yi in the distance, slightly bumped into Wushang Tianjun beside him, and said in a low voice, "Isn't Hall Master Xiao Yi crazy?"

The Supreme Heavenly Monarch had a complicated expression and said in a low voice, "Anyone who sees the ancestor can only be in this posture, and let out the last desperate and powerless lament."

below.

The eight chief hall masters suddenly knelt down, "I beg the dragon master to spare Xiao Yi's life."

So respectful, so unwilling to fight, dare not be half arrogant, half disrespectful, this is the only life of these eight old people.

Perhaps, after all, it was his love for Xiao Yi, Fang let the eight old people dare to kneel down in this absolute majesty, and dare to open their mouth and say the word 'beg'.

"I am willing to pay the price of my eight people's lives, and even the entire eight temples, and ask the Dragon Lord for mercy."

The eight begged humbly.

So humble, so begging, it doesn't even make people feel dissatisfied.

It seems that in front of Yan Long, everything is taken for granted.

That one, suddenly opened his mouth, "He will not be the hopeful of this world."

The voice is extremely ancient and majestic to the extreme.

Eight old people, nothing more to say.

The cold rain also wet their bodies.

Yet, it was so distressing.

To be precise, it was to make the young figure on the sky feel distressed.

Xiao Yi stopped laughing, looked down at the eight old men, and raised his head again.

He, no longer looking at this sky, just stared directly at the one in the sea of ​​​​long flames.

Yes, look directly, without the slightest respect, calmly.

"I thought you were dumb." Xiao Yi spit out.

Xiao Yi's tone is not at all respectful, nor is it playful and provocative, and some, it is also calm.

Living beings are afraid of ignorance.

Just like the living beings to this sky, to many unknown things.

The strong, because of their absolute self-confidence, can put on an aloof and majestic posture; it's just that some are real villains who are always disdainful; Feng Daogu, every word has a reason, but after losing self-confidence, he shows his teeth and claws, trying his best to put on a hideous appearance of pinching ants to death.

Just as the Eight Heavenly Kings are to the living beings in the world.

At this moment, Xiao Yi knows it, and also knows that fear is useless, so there is only peace.

The legendary Yanlong, right in front of his eyes, is no longer so mysterious.

Of course, it may still be very mysterious, but it is going to kill him, and he is in the midst of death, so what if he is afraid?

If everything is meaningless, take it there with equanimity and look at it calmly.

Xiao Yi's words came out.

All around, the complexion changed greatly.

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