Chapter 1812

The ruins of the Dragon Palace are like a large secret world, isolated from the outside.

There is a barren, desolate and dilapidated scene everywhere, just like an abandoned wasteland.

It is unimaginable that in the early days of the Great Desolation, what kind of catastrophe happened to the Dragon Palace family in the East China Sea, which turned the "ancestral land" where they lived for generations into such ruins.

Su Yi strode into the sky, his figure flickering like electric light, and he took a step, and he was thousands of feet away, and the speed was shocking.

On the way, remembering Xi Ning's previous letter, Su Yi couldn't help touching his nose.

I have to say that Xi Ning really takes care of him.

Don't want him to be involved in the storm.

But on the other hand, does this not prove that in Xi Ning's heart, his strength is not enough to wrestle with the gods such as Qingxiao and Jin Zhuliu?

"If I'm a little white-faced person who eats soft rice, and encounters such thighs, I will definitely cling to it, obey my words, and never mess around."

Su Yi's eyes were a little different.

Xi Ning came from the realm of the gods, with a distinguished and special status, and he was a peerless power of the Taixuan class.

What is especially rare is that the temperament and appearance are peerless!

When it is quiet, it is ethereal and graceful, beautiful and vulgar, so beautiful that it makes people tremble, and it is enough to amaze all beings in the world.

And when she was angry, she was so strong, aloof and contemptuous!

Just like the domination of the empress, overlooking the nine heavens and ten places.

To be so taken care of by such a peerless goddess, and to be another man, I am afraid that I would have been flattered and ecstatic.

But Su Yi did not.

Because he did things all his life, never relying on the sky or the ground, only relying on himself and the sword in his hand, and never bothered to find a backer.

Naturally, it is impossible to be a little white face who eats soft rice.

"In the outside world, when I meet those god-child-level characters, I will still be afraid of three points, but they are the ones who should be afraid and tremble in the ruins of the Dragon Palace!"

Su Yi's eyes were somber, and there was a hint of contempt.

In the outside world, it would be really terrifying for those god-child-level figures to go all out despite the blow of the gods. After all, they all have the strength of the Taixuan level.

Even the servants around them have the Taoism of the Taihe order.

This is naturally appalling.

In addition, when he was outside, in order to avoid exposure of his identity, Su Yi never used his saber and Samsara power, and it was difficult to display all his combat power.

But it is different in the ruins of the Dragon Palace.

He no longer needs to be afraid, let alone the problem of identity exposure!

"It's ridiculous, those guys still see me as a prey, thinking I can be slaughtered at will"

Su Yi whispered in his heart.

"Um?"

Suddenly, he sensed in the golden letter talisman that Fan Wei's breath suddenly changed, changing direction!

In this way, let alone meeting with Xi Ning, the distance from each other will only get farther and farther.

"Could it be that Fan Wei is in trouble?"

As Su Yi's thoughts turned, he immediately changed his direction and chased after Fan Wei.

From his direction, if he uses the power of the Myriad Boundaries Tree to move with all his strength, he will be able to join Fan Wei within half a quarter of an hour.

Fan Wei is fleeing with all his strength!

Not long after entering the ruins of the Dragon Palace, he had planned to join Xi Ning as soon as possible.

I didn't think about it, but soon after the action, I met the son of God Jin Zhuliu.

A conflict broke out.

Fan Wei was not an opponent at all, so he chose to escape immediately.

Fortunately, the rules of heaven and earth in the ruins of the Dragon Palace are different from those of the outside world. Whether it is Fan Wei, who is at the Taihe level, or Jin Zhuliu, who is at the Taixuan level, he has to suppress his Taoism to the Taiwu level.

Otherwise, it will surely suffer the suppression of this world.

It is precisely because of this that Fan Wei has the opportunity to escape.

If you change to God's Domain

With his strength, there is no chance for him to struggle at all, and he was killed by Jin Zhuliu of the Taixuan rank!

However, this is the case, Fan Wei was also hit hard when he fled.

The same is of the Taiwu rank, but the power and secret techniques mastered by the god-son characters like Jin Zhuliu are extremely terrifying, far from being comparable to Fan Wei!

"Fan Wei, this seat is not interested in killing small characters like you. As long as you capture it without your hands, this seat promises to give you a chance to live."

In the rear, Jin Zhuliu's voice came from afar.

His white clothes beat the snow, his hair was a crown, and his style was shining. A purple flying sword floated in the palm of his hand. His steps were slow and slow, but his speed was three points faster than moving.

It is getting closer to Fan Wei!

At this time, Fan Wei was seriously injured, covered in blood, with long hair scattered, and his face pale.

He paid no attention to Jin Zhuliu, clenched his teeth, and tried his best to escape.

"Oh, stubborn."

Jin Zhuliu shook his head contemptuously.

Soon, Fan Wei's face changed.

From all directions, there are terrifying auras roaring towards this side, and they are not concealed at all, and it is easy to find.

"No, Jin Zhuliu's helpers are here too!"

Fan Wei's heart sank.

"Look, no matter how much you try to escape, it will be futile in the end. Your compassion is beyond measure, Fan Wei, it's time to give up your resistance!"

Jin Zhuliu came from behind with a brisk voice.

At this moment, Fan Wei's eyes flashed fiercely, and he fled in the other direction.

He took out a golden letter talisman and sent it to Xi Ning:

"Young Master, I forgive your subordinates for not being able to join you. You must not come to rescue, otherwise, you will be besieged by those great enemies!"

After doing all this, Fan Wei took a deep breath and fled away desperately.

He will not implicate the young master because of himself.

This was a decision he had to make as a squire.

As for life and death

He never cared!

The only thing that makes him regret is that he has just arrived at the ruins of the Dragon Palace, and he has not been able to meet the young master again, so he will lose his life here.

Things are impermanent, probably so.

In front, a group of figures appeared, that was a group of immortal kings from Penglai Immortal Pavilion, who were aggressive.

Fan Wei's eyes shrank, abandoned his distracting thoughts, and clenched the black spear in his palm.

"Don't fight with him, order can stop it!"

Jin Zhuliu's voice sounded in time to remind those Immortal Kings.

"Yes!"

Those Immortal Kings took orders, each sacrificed their treasures, and shot with all their strength.

Fan Wei's spear swept across the sky and charged violently, smashing through all obstacles like a broken bamboo, and broke out of the siege in the blink of an eye. Even the formations of those Immortal Kings were scattered and flew out.

"This" those Immortal Kings were all astonished.

However, no matter how fast Fan Wei broke through, he was eventually hindered. Jin Zhuliu seized the opportunity and raised his hand and tossed it.

laugh!

The purple flying sword suspended in the palm shot out, and cut a bloody wound on Fan Wei's back.

But Fan Wei ignored all these and fled with all his strength.

He was seriously injured, and he never thought about the possibility of life. There was only one thought in his heart:

The farther you escape, the better it will be for the young master!

"Duh!"

Suddenly, a thunderous sound rang out. Fan Wei suddenly raised his head and saw a golden pagoda that was suppressing him from the sky.

The pagoda turned into a thousand feet high, and the flames were like rain.

Just that kind of power made Fan Wei almost suffocate!

But he grinned, raised his hand and threw a purple secret talisman.

boom!

The purple secret talisman turned into a taboo-like thunder of order, sweeping across the sky, blasting the pagoda out in one fell swoop.

Taking this opportunity, Fan Wei fled forward again.

"Ram Feather!"

When escaping, Fan Wei recognized that the one who sacrificed the golden pagoda to stop him was another god son Gong Yangyu, which made his heart even more heavy.

"Is the talisman made by the ancestor of the ancient Xi clan 'Zhenyu Shenzun', the power of the law of the era contained in the 'Purple Soul Dao Lei' is really extraordinary."

Ram Yu put away the golden pagoda and frowned.

"He has been forced to use his trump cards, and obviously he can't hold it anymore, hurry up!"

Gold chasing reminder.

"it is good!"

During the conversation, the two gods joined forces and attacked with all their strength.

In addition, in different directions, the powerhouses from the same camp as them are all gathering here.

It's like a huge net that is outflanking Fan Wei alone, and is constantly tightening!

After a while.

A cyan shadow came from a distance, raised his hand and fired a fiery red whip.

Goddess dance!

She was wearing wide-sleeved green clothes and had a graceful manner. When she started, she was as swift as the wind. With a single whip, she shattered the void and tore it apart.

Fan Wei roared and waved his spear to shake him.

Click!

The spear was directly smashed and torn apart.

The fiery red whip fell on Fan Wei's body, hitting him upside down, leaving a shocking crack on his majestic body.

It feels like if the strength is stronger, it can smash his whole person to pieces!

"I really don't understand, you are just a slave of the ancient Xi clan, why are you working so hard?"

Qing Wu was carrying that fiery red long whip, and her charming eyes were full of ridicule and disdain.

Fan Wei stood upright, his body was broken, the blood could not stop flowing, and he was dying of serious injuries.

But his back was still standing straight.

However, when he saw the scene around him, he couldn't help but sigh.

In all directions, the son of God Jin Zhuliu and Gong Yangyu came first, and further afield, there are other powerful auras that are gathering here.

Undoubtedly, he has been completely besieged, and there is no way out!

"Don't let him die, and use it as bait to catch Xi Ning and Li Xuanjun."

Jin Zhuliu spoke slowly.

"Sure enough, their purpose is not me at all, but the young master and fellow Daoist Li!"

Fan Wei's heart sank to the bottom.

"Alright, let's capture him first, and then deal with it after Qingxiao, Qin Jianshu and the others arrive."

Qing Wu smiled sweetly.

With a flick of her wrist, the fiery red whip swept up into the air and swept towards Fan Wei.

At this moment, Fan Wei was not afraid.

He had expected that today would be doomed, how could he be afraid?

but

Even if he dies, he will pull some backs to pave the way for the young master! !

When Qing Wu shot, Fan Wei also moved.

The majestic body, which was broken and stained with blood, suddenly sounded a roaring sound like the sky, and his spirit was like burning, and his cultivation base seemed to have opened the seal, and it suddenly soared a lot.

At this moment, Fan Wei went out of his way, no longer suppressed his cultivation, and shot with all his strength! !