"Qing Concubine!" Qin Jiuge spoke in a deep voice.

Qingfei didn't say anything, but her beautiful eyes fell on Qin Jiuge, with a little less coldness and a little more softness.

Qin Jiuge ordered in a deep voice: "Don't use the trump card given by my father!"

"Everyone has used up all the cards of our three people, and they may not be able to truly play the role of blood-threatening throat..."

Qin Jiuge is very sober and has absolute confidence in himself, but he will never underestimate his opponent at all. Perhaps his strength is enough to suppress everyone in his generation, but the gap between them is destined not to be too big.

To put it bluntly, such a world of starry glory is a world of great struggle. Some young supreme people fell behind, but those positions that have always stood at the peak are destined to fight for a lifetime, and perhaps even in the realm of a saint, they can truly distinguish between life and death.

Now Qin Jiuge is amazing and can make everyone feel at a disadvantage. However, it is destined to be a long process to truly get rid of those positions completely, at least not yet!

After a pause, he continued: "Let's take a step back, even if we can kill all the Holy Son of the Yellow Spring and Dragon Girl, don't forget that the rest of us are eyeing us, haha."

"so!"

He stared at Qingfei with his eyes: "What you want to do in Qingfei is to rely on the trump card given by my father to shock the heroes, at least to make them dare not act rashly!"

Qin Jiuge's move is preparing for a way out.

The son of a daughter does not sit in the hukou hall!

No matter what situation he is, he will never easily put himself in danger, and this is the biggest difference between a villain, a rich and handsome villain, and a wasteful protagonist!

"Can!"

Concubine Qing nodded and signaled to understand.

"Since that's the case, let's wait for the arrival of that battle!"

After everything was arranged, Qin Jiuge said softly, and a sharp light flashed through his eyes.

...

Three days are like water.

The genius of Huangquan Holy Sect and the South China Sea Dragon Palace were very wise and did not make any tricks. They were in the fifteenth city, quietly waiting for their fate.

It turns out that their holy son, Dragon Girl, did not abandon them.

On this day, countless people were waiting in the time channel of the fifteenth city. Suddenly, the time channel rippled slightly, and several invincible momentums emerged from it.

"Come?!"

Suddenly, everyone was shocked.

As they expected, when the twisted void returned to normal, several figures appeared in the void and stood proudly.

It is the Holy Son of the Yellow Spring and the Dragon Girl!

The two stood side by side, the evil spirit of the man and the holiness of the woman seemed inconsistent, but standing together was like a pair of beautiful people, which was amazing.

The dragon girl was holding a little girl with a bare hands, but she was still childish and had a little baby fat face. Seeing so many people gaze, she was like a red apple with a "swish" sound, and her little face suddenly lowered and buried her head behind the dragon girl.

Seeing the little elk like this, many people in the field smiled kindly, and looking at the little girl, there was a bit of care.

However, more people watched coldly and sneered when they saw the expressions of those people.

How shy and cute are those who can be respected as the supreme young man on the surface, how can they be loved by these people?

These three people were the ones Qin Jiuge was looking for with great fanfare, and their appearance was still expected by everyone.

However, the cold and arrogant man standing proudly beside the Holy Son of Huangquan was beyond everyone's expectations.

He was covered in silver armor, with rusty marks, as if he had been eroded by endless years. He even held a spear in his hand, which was also rusty marks, but there was a little dark red color in the rust, and the smell of blood was soaring into the sky!

That's stained with blood!

"Western Xinjiang, Spear Nine!"

As soon as this person appeared, he was immediately recognized.

Those who can stand with the Holy Son of the Yellow Spring and Dragon Girl have only a few positions in the Supreme Ancient Road, and the reputation of this position in front of them is also deafening. The top young supreme of the military clan in the Western Xinjiang.

"I didn't expect that this person would come together with the Holy Son of Huangquan!"

Suddenly, the crowd became boiling.

"Normal!" A voice sounded, "You know, Taixu Saint Son, the mysterious woman, Jianzi and Mo Sheng, are four top young supreme people. If the Holy Son of Huangquan is at least four, he will never show up easily."

"It's reasonable... Now that the Holy Son of Huangquan has appeared, it is inevitable that a big battle will come..."

As soon as this person finished speaking, the Holy Son of Huangquan spoke in a deep voice:

"Son of Taixu, we are here!"

"We're here..."

"Here you..."

Supported by the powerful Yuanli, the voice of the Holy Son of Huangquan echoed throughout the fifteenth city. The thick evil sound was clearly heard in every corner of the field.

As soon as this statement was spoken, everyone was shocked.

The Holy Son of Huangquan was also very powerful. The Holy Son of Taixu led him to come. As soon as he appeared, he declared his existence in a high-profile manner!

Such action is undoubtedly announcing to the world

He is the Holy Son of the Yellow Spring, fearless of anyone!

"Here you come!" Everyone was moved, "The Holy Son of Huangquan is strong, and the Holy Son of Taixu is even more domineering, so there will definitely be a domineering response!"

For a moment, the huge city was so quiet that even breathing was clearly heard.

Everyone is waiting for Qin Jiuge's response.

However……

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Time gradually passed, and as I imagined, the strong response of Taixu Saint Qin Jiuge did not appear for a long time, but instead became terrifyingly quiet.

Gradually, something was wrong in everyone's heart.

This is true for these people, not to mention the Holy Son of the Yellow Spring, who are countless times more sensitive than ordinary people.

"Be careful!"

He sent a voice softly, seemingly not caring, but the power of the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness monitored the smallest part of his body, and the qi sea of ​​dantian surging, secretly circulating the energy of the primordial power.

Even after a little thought, there was an ancient thing in his dantian, quietly emitting bright light.

Needless to say, Dragon Girl and Tu Jiu are not worse than the Holy Son of Huangquan. Even the seemingly delicate little girl, Little Elk, has now let go of Dragon Girl's plain hands. The flush on her face has not faded, but the momentum emitted from her body is like a real ancient beast!

Tick, tick...

The people of the fifteenth city seemed to be able to hear the sound of time passing at this time, their hearts were beating and restless, as if there was a great horror hidden in every inch of shadow!

However, time passed and everything was as usual.

"It's not that we're thinking too much, right?"

"Is the Holy Son of Taixu not in this city?"

After the silence, many whispers from people quietly appeared, and then quickly turned into everyone's discussion.

Another cup of tea passed.

At this time, even the Holy Son of Huangquan, Long Nu and Tu Jiu were frowning, thinking that they were really too suspicious?

Inevitably, everyone's vigilance quietly declined.

Boom!

However, at this moment!

The world changes in color, and the murderous intent is like a tide!
Chapter completed!