In the past, the abyss master who attacked him had two respects and creations.

Since then, the abyss master has not touched it.

However, White Tiger understands... If the abyss snipes next time, it will definitely be very terrifying.

Therefore, during this period of time, he also concentrated on retreat. Never go out until you have a foolproof hole card.

Moreover, the demon court powerhouses are not just dogs, most of them are low-key.

Reclusive.

Although, everyone knows that the demon court dominates a lot.

But there are very few who have actually seen the Demon Court Master take action.

And this is also a major reason why the demon court is becoming stronger and stronger.

They never take the initiative to provoke others.

This is not like the dragon family.

For example, the current dragon clan fights with the abyss all day long. One of its masters has fallen, and there are two masters who have been severely injured.

However, the abyss is not much better.

It is also because of the involvement of the dragon clan that the starry sky has barely returned to peace.

...

And now, Yu Ziyu's thoughts are flying in the constant thinking.

"Gou live is the king's way. Don't take the initiative to cause trouble... If you have a good talent, you should practice peacefully... If you have a poor talent, just like Qing Chou, you can enjoy your new year in peace... Just like that." Yu Ziyu also thought of Qing Yugang.

This once burly man now looks to be fifty or sixty years old.

Although he has a long life,

But the old state is here.

According to Yu Ziyu's guess, he will stop at this level for the rest of his life.

Therefore, enjoying the new year in peace has become his only choice.

However, he is also good.

Ding Xingwang, a family member, even has a descendant named Mo Yao Court.

"That little guy seems to be a **** of the earth... It's known as "Defense Unparalleled". The immortal wall that Qinglan gave me to him was given to this little guy." With a smile in his heart, Yu Ziyu didn't care about these details.

Junior, after all, junior.

Nothing to do with him.

It is also Qinghou, he will care about one or two.

When Qingchou closes his eyes, he will go there in person...

And this kind of normal birth, old age, sickness and death, Yu Ziyu will not interfere.

Everything cannot be forced.

All Yu Ziyu can do is to help them fight for opportunities.

If they seize the opportunity, they will not talk about domination, but the sixth-order giants must be 50-60% sure.

Just, at this moment,

"U

A sudden roar suddenly sounded from the corner of the demon courtyard.

\"This breath is...\"

Frowning her brows, Yu Ziyu also noticed the similarities of the aura.

Seems to be…

\"Brother flat head...\"

With a murmur, Yu Ziyu's eyes narrowed sharply.

Across time and space, Yu Ziyu also saw it across thousands of miles... and saw a figure covered in silver-white hair, roaring up to the sky. He, howling, is like the most terrifying beast.

..for flowers....

"Crack, click...\"

One after another, countless lightning bolts fell from the nine heavens...

So much so that his entire body was shrouded in fine golden electric light.

And this, is a flat head brother.

In the past, a general who followed Yu Ziyu.

Although talent does not work.

But this guy, by chance, has embarked on \'The Way of War to support war with war, and the war will end.

To this day... he has actually reached a half-step dominance.

It is only one step away from the master.

And this is not terrible.

What is really terrifying is that there are countless scars all over his body.

Moreover, these scars are still flashing dark red light.

0...

"The Way of War, it's a small success...\"

The corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and Yu Ziyu couldn't help but be moved.

The way of war is a terrible way.

Fight to fight, and the more you fight, the stronger you become.

Moreover, Brother Pingtou's way of fighting is different from the Rakshasa woman in the endless sea of ​​blood.

The Rakshasa woman has the background of her predecessors, and it is not difficult to set foot on the road of warfare.

But this one... is all on his own.

Every scar on his body is his glory and a manifestation of his supernatural powers.

An injury that is fatal once, will never endure a second time.

Now, looking closely, this guy has more than a thousand injuries.

And each of these injuries is fatal.

But now, they have all turned into scars, embedded in his body...

In this way, it is also conceivable to imagine what Brother Pingtou experienced.

\"This guy is crazy."

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and Yu Ziyu also stepped up and walked in the direction of Brother Pingtou.

This little guy has too many injuries now, and he is devouring him.

Although, it is not a big problem, but it will cause severe pain.

Therefore, Yu Ziyu also needs to help one or two.

"I think you and Zi Jian followed me back then, but now Zi Jian has become a famous master, and you... Although you work hard, your chances are not enough... So..." With a sigh, Yu Ziyu also sighed a little bit about the fate of Brother Pingtou Much wrong.

However, there is no way.

His temperament determines his life is destined to be like this. work.

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\"Roar...roar...\"

In the more and more shrill roar, an unimaginable ferocity has swept across thousands of miles.

That is a beast.

Peerless beast.

After ten thousand battles without dying, even if it is placed in the demon court, it is truly a must.

But now, the old injury is backlash, and Brother Pingtou can't bear it.

It's like a thousand cuts, the blood doesn't stop.

There was a severe pain like tearing from the soul.

\"My lord, it's starting again, every hundred years, his old injury will recur, alas..."

"Whoever makes the adults fight, they will give up their lives...\"

"Hey, the most uncomfortable thing is that the adult's will is as strong as stone, but at this moment, he can't suppress the scream... It's enough to prove how terrible this pain is."

"Well, indeed...\"

"Twenty-nine-seven\"

After nodding, countless human figures were worried.

They are servants who follow Brother Flathead.

It was the Yaoting who gave Brother Pingtou to be responsible for his diet and living.

But after following Brother Pingtou for hundreds of years, what they saw most were adults who returned with scars, and adults who relapsed with old injuries every few decades, and couldn't help but scream. You know, even if their adults have their arms broken and their heads cut off, they will not frown.

But now...

It's just that at this moment, no one knew... In the depths of the valley where Brother Pingtou is...

"Yan...\"

The sudden roar of the dragon echoed in the valley, making everyone feel shocked.

At this moment, Xunsheng looked over, and in the stunned eyes of Brother Pingtou, a figure in a green shirt came by the wind.

He is tall and slender, with immortal aura.

Like a fairy who wants to ride the wind back home, it gives people a sense of elusiveness.

And now, this figure slowly raised his hand,

\"careful..."

In the sudden reminder, Brother Pingtou also showed concern.

Just because, at the moment when this young man stretched out his right hand, countless lightning bolts swept towards him. However, surprisingly...

"Crack, click...\"

Even though one after another thunder was constantly intertwined on this figure, this figure did not frown.

Instead, he protruded his right hand again,

Until the next moment, he had pressed the entire right hand on Brother Flathead's body.

go…

In the sudden roar, a clear stream was flowing through Brother Flathead's body.

Even the severe pain in his body was relieved.

"how can that be?"

Among the unbelievable voices, Brother Flathead was stunned.

For his old injury, he has found countless doctors.

You must know that today's Yao Family has a great career, even if Xing Xing's first-class doctor will give him a bit of thin face and take care of him. But no one could relieve his pain.

Just because this is an old injury, deep into the bone marrow, and even the depths of the soul, it is the most frightening and most hopeless.