Chapter 4987: Take Me Back to the Blood Flame World

"Let's go." The faces of the eight Taoist ancestors of the Taixu Palace changed greatly, and they didn't even dare to hesitate for a second, and instantly retreated to the six elders of the virtual family.

They could clearly feel Xiao Yi's killing intent, and if they didn't leave, they probably wouldn't even think about leaving today.

The Evil God has been defeated, just relying on the eight Taoist ancestors of the Taixu Palace and the six elders of the Xu family, not to mention the shadow of the demon ancestors condensed by the incarnations of the three thousand demon ancestors, just two old heavenly emperors are enough for them to drink and hate on the spot.

Even if the world lord Xiao Yi and the lord of darkness join forces, this couple is enough to deal with them.

In the real war, they can't even have a half-point chance of winning.

The six elders of the virtual clan are not fools, they retreated instantly, "The virtual clan is up and down, quickly retreat."

The evacuation of the strong is extremely fast.

But for a moment, the Taoist ancestor of the Taixu Palace and the millions of people from the virtual tribe retreated without a trace.

As for the countless evil cultivators, they were the first to retreat back to the Soul Devouring Prison after the Evil God was defeated and feared that he would die.

now.

The huge Soul Sealing Heaven Realm, except for the Soul Devouring Prison in the center, was completely empty.

The only ones left were the elite Deep Cold Guards on the ground and the Demon Whale clan soaring in the sky.

In addition, the Cold Realm Heavenly Emperor, Wushou Heavenly Emperor, Xiao Yi, the eight old men and so on.

Everyone's eyes still fell on Xiao Yi.

This figure seems to be the most dazzling existence on earth today.

This figure, with monstrous strength, will have the right to speak in this void, which is probably higher than that of the seven heavens.

This figure, with a straight sword, can scare away the evil gods, and scare away the Taoist ancestors of the Taixu Palace and the millions of virtual people.

This figure is like a god of war, invincible and undefeated.

However, under everyone's expectations, this figure still maintained a posture of holding a sword in one hand, still standing upright, but... slowly laying back and falling down.

To everyone's surprise, a black blood mist was sprayed in the air.

The blood mist spewed out of Xiao Yi's mouth, splashing the air, but it slowly fell and sprinkled on his face.

Maybe at this moment,

Everyone realized how seriously injured this young man was.

There is nothing special about this kind of black blood, but it is the blood of essence that a living being will spit out before dying.

Perhaps it was also at this moment that everyone recalled that this young man had just killed the Soul Devouring Prison that no one could escape from.

In this forbidden land of living beings, Xio said that at the ninth level of the emperor's realm, he claimed that even if a demigod entered, he would not be able to leave.

But this young man was killed at a mere eighth level, and he also rescued his younger brother, Xiao Xinghe!

It was also at this moment that everyone suddenly discovered that Xiao Xinghe, who was held in the arms of the Empress of the Cold Realm, seemed to have no injuries, not even a half of a scar on his body.

On the contrary, Xiao Yi was covered in bruises and bruises, his body seemed to have been slashed by a thousand knives, covered with claw marks, tooth marks... and blood dripping.

whoosh…

Even if everyone failed to react, Yiyi and the eight old people would definitely react.

Before Xiao Yi fell and was about to hit the ground, an old but steady arm took the lead to save him.

Senior Luo knelt on one knee and hugged Xiao Yi firmly.

The other seven old people also surrounded Xiao Yi.

"Old Yao Yao, hurry up and save people." The master of the Tianji General Palace snorted.

"Need you to tell me?" Yaozun's chief hall master had already put his hands on Xiao Yi's body and began to investigate carefully.

Suddenly.

The main hall master of Yaozun frowned, "It's all trauma, not internal."

The master of the main hall of Tianji breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, "It's fine if there is no internal injury."

For a martial artist with cultivation, the trauma of the flesh, muscles and bones is nothing at all.

"No." Yaozun's main hall master said with an ugly face, "It will be fatal, and you will die of serious injuries."

"Uh." Xiao Yi groaned suddenly, and let out a weak voice, "It hurts..."

To be more honest, the hands of the master of the Yaozun Palace were placed between the two slits of flesh on Xiao Yi's chest.

"Bastard, I don't know how to lighten it?" The Master of the Heavenly Secret Hall scolded.

"I..." Master Yaozun frowned, at this moment, how could there be half a piece of good meat on Xiao Yi's body?

But at the same time, the eight old people were shocked, and they suddenly realized that this was the first time in history that Xiao Yi spit out the word 'pain' after being injured...

In the past, no matter how seriously injured, how deadly, and how miserable this young man was, he would never cry out in pain, or even frown.

Everyone looked at the blood mist on Xiao Yi's face, the three hideous claw marks covering the entire face, and the blood-stained eyes... for a moment, they were stunned.

Those eyes that were always sharp, were now weak and exhausted, as if the light of the past had disappeared.

This disabled body exudes an aura of sadness and sadness.

Perhaps... the reason why this young man really cried out in pain was not the slashing of his body.

It's... the kind of pain that directly hits the inside of the body.

The sharp claws and fangs of the countless evil gods in the Soul Devouring Prison, no matter how they fell on him, were not as good as the hot slap in the white family ground that day.

The evil god, the virtual clan, no matter how cold and vicious the words were, they were not as simple as the simple sentence 'Why didn't you die?'.

"Come on, let's leave the Fengling Heavenly Realm first." Heavenly Emperor Wugou suddenly spit out.

"Yi'er's injury is very strange, go back to my Cold Realm Heavenly Domain and investigate carefully." The Cold Realm Heavenly Emperor said.

"Go." Senior Luo was about to pick up Xiao Yi and leave.

But at this time.

Xiao Yi raised his left hand with difficulty but stubbornly, and grabbed it heavily on Senior Luo's chest.

"What?" Senior Luo asked with a frown.

Xiao Yi's face was weak, "I'm not going anywhere... take..."

"Take me back to the Blood Flame Realm..."

The hand that was caught on Senior Luo's jacket trembled, and it seemed that even the jacket could not be grasped firmly.

"Okay." Senior Luo nodded, "Listen to you."

It was not until he got Senior Luo's answer that Xiao Yi's mouth showed a small smile, and the hand holding the jacket slowly fell weakly. The already bloody palm slipped on the jacket, leaving a bloodstain that stained Luo red. Senior's coat.

That smear of red, extremely dazzling, let Senior Luo clearly know the determination of this young man.

Xiao Yi's weak and tired eyes slowly closed as the palm of his hand slipped weakly.

Perhaps, he was really too weak and tired to hold on any longer.

The person holding him is obviously an old man, but he is so calm, so powerful, so warm, so that he can trust him without the slightest worry and fall asleep.

"Go, go back to the blood and flame world." Senior Luo hugged Xiao Yi and let out a cold voice.

Eight old people hug Xiao Yi and leave.

On the other hand, the Empress of Cold Realm and Xiao Chenfeng walked quickly, looking at Xiao Yi, who had already fainted, and still called out worriedly, "Yi'er..."

However, an extremely indifferent gaze completely stopped their footsteps.

"Go away." Senior Luo looked at the two of them and spit out a word indifferently.

swoosh swish...

Eight old people, dodged away.

The blood flame world belongs to, follow and leave.

The Empress of Cold Realm and Xiao Chenfeng were stunned in place.

The Heavenly Emperor of the Cold Realm looked at the two of them with a cold expression.

Heavenly Emperor Wugou sighed lightly, "Let's go too."

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