Bang!

A sound came, and the Feather Emperor was immediately swept back by the storm around him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Ah, give me a break!"

Suddenly, another loud roar came, and the Feather Emperor rushed over again with the Wind Death in his arms, and as a result, no doubt, he failed again and was knocked out of the air.

The death storm, the space formed by the wind, is very solid, with the current strength of the Feather Emperor, it is impossible to shake it at all, but the Feather Emperor doesn't care about these at all, at this moment, he is like crazy, desperately rushing towards the death storm...

Bang!

Bang!

In the storm of death, the storm was raging, and the surrounding space barrier was extremely strong, and every time the Feather Emperor impacted, he was immediately knocked back, and there was almost no suspense.

Time flies by.

I don't know how long it has been, but finally, Yuhuang has no strength at all, and he can't even stand up, because he has reached his limit...

At this moment, I saw that the face of the Feather Emperor, a miserable white, without a trace of blood, up and down, scarred, almost no good place, there are wounds everywhere, many places because the wounds are too deep, has been constantly bleeding blood, originally, the scars on the body of the wind are more than the scars on the body of the Feather Emperor, however, until now, it is a big reversal, at this moment, the scars on the body of the Feather Emperor have far exceeded the scars on the body of the wind and the scars.

"Death Storm, is there really no solution?Could it be that I, Yuhuang, really want to die here?" In the Death Storm, he silently looked around, Yuhuang frowned, and his voice was full of despair.

At this moment, Emperor Yu actually wanted to stand up again and continue to rush out, but he was really powerless...

Whew!

The surrounding storm is still not constantly getting stronger and raging, in the storm of death, although there is no wind blade, but the wind around is more terrible than the wind blade, the wind is like a knife, every time the wind hits, the breath on the body of the feather emperor will weaken a lot, and the scars on his body will increase a lot...

Finally, I don't know how long it has been, Yuhuang's breath has weakened to the extreme, and his consciousness is gradually blurred, a pair of blood-colored eyes, desperately trying to open, but unfortunately, at this moment, he seems to have no strength to open his eyes, and finally, his eyes are closed, and he slowly falls down.

Whew!

The wind is like a knife, crushing thousands of thousands, bursts of terrifying storms, constantly raging, sweeping through the two feather emperors, the terrible wind, madly destroying their bodies, eating away at their last breath of life...

Wow!

At this moment, at the moment when the life breath of the Feather Emperor and the Wind Death was about to disappear completely, a burst of brilliant nine-colored divine light suddenly burst out from the Feather Emperor's body.

Crash!

Suddenly, a monstrous loud noise came, and the next moment, I saw a nine-colored divine map of Emperor Wei, bathed in thousands of nine-colored divine light, suddenly flying out of Yuhuang's body, and finally turned into a thousand miles in size, floating directly above Yuhuang and Fengyan.

Hula!

Huge nine-color picture scroll, the wind is frenzied, the hunting sounds, covering the sky and the sun, covering the void on one side, on the picture scroll, the divine light is diffuse, the emperor's breath is steaming, and the worldly atmosphere that suppresses the sky is constantly from the top of the picture scroll, vigorously coming out, and pressing the four directions.

At this moment, as soon as this nine-colored picture scroll appeared, the terrifying storm around the picture scroll was instantly isolated, and the bottom of the picture scroll seemed to be a space of its own, no matter how violent the surrounding storm was, it could not invade the void shrouded by the picture scroll at all, let alone hurt the feather emperor and the wind in it.

Poo!

At this time, there was a sudden ripple below the nine-colored picture scroll, and then, the ripples dispersed, one silver and one gold, and two illusory blurred figures suddenly walked out from the nine-color picture scroll.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, there's still a trace of life..." After walking out of the nine-colored picture scroll, the two mysterious vague figures instantly looked at the Feather Emperor carefully, and when it was determined that the Feather Emperor still had life, the golden figure couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a scared face.

"Yes, it's really dangerous! Fortunately, we appeared in time, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable, and it is likely to ruin a big thing..."

"Hmm? This is... This is the Divine Tribulation Wind? We are actually in the Divine Tribulation Wind now? How is this possible? Isn't this the Great Thousand World? How can there be a Divine Tribulation Wind in the Great World?" At this time, as if he had discovered something, the golden confused figure, looking at the death storm around him, suddenly screamed.

"Really, I didn't pay attention to it just now, but now if I take a closer look, it's really a divine catastrophe..." Hearing this, the silver blurred figure also shouted in shock.

"What's the situation?, what the hell is this?" Quietly looking around, the golden vague figure, the voice revealed a thick doubt.

"I don't know..." Hearing this, the silver blurred figure shook silently.

After speaking, he was slightly silent, and then, as if thinking of something, the silver blurred figure suddenly looked at Yuhuang again, and said: "Okay, whatever, it's imperative now, let's take them out of here quickly, stay any longer, I'm afraid something will happen..."

"Hmm. Hearing this, the golden blurred figure nodded heavily, and said, "That's right, we have to leave early, after all, 'his' safety is the most important..."

Speaking of this, the golden blurred figure's voice suddenly changed, and he said in confusion: "It's just, where is the best place to go now?"

Hearing this, the silver blurred figure was silent for a while, and after a while, he suddenly spoke: "At this moment, both of them are seriously injured, I'm afraid they will be in a coma for a while, with their current state, it is really not suitable to go outside, so I think it is safer to stay in this place for the time being..."

"Stay here?" The golden fuzzy voice froze, and then, as if thinking of something, he looked deeply into the depths of the wind cave sky, nodded and said, "Yes, it is indeed a good place, it is safe, and it is suitable for healing..."

"Well, without further ado, let's go..." Hearing this, the silver blurred figure nodded.

"Hmm. The golden blurred figure nodded silently, and after speaking, he waved his big hand, and the nine-colored picture scroll that originally floated above them flashed, and instantly collected all the unconscious Yu Huang and Feng Yan into the picture scroll.

"Let's go..."

As soon as the words fell, the two mysterious phantoms glanced at each other, carrying the nine-colored picture scroll, and immediately rushed towards the outside of the death storm...

The mysterious space in the storm of death is very solid, before, the feather emperor has tried countless times, but it has never been able to shake, but at this moment, in front of the nine-colored picture scroll and those two illusory figures, it is fragile, like tissue paper.

Kiss!

A huge ripple came, and the next moment, I saw the nine-colored picture scroll, and the two mysterious phantoms, all of them passing through the storm of death and disappearing without a trace...

In the kamikaze cave sky, day and night, the time of the night passed in a hurry, and to this day, it has been a day since the Yuhuang and others were involved in the death storm.

The next day, the dream fell into the fairy realm, the central realm.

"Tell Lord Huangluo, there's news from the Spirit Wind Realm. "In the Human Emperor Sect, in a gorgeous hall, a golden-robed man arched his hands tightly and said respectfully to Huang Luo.

"Is there any news? Tell me, what's going on over there?" Hearing this, Huang Luo, who had his eyes closed, instantly opened his eyes.

"Back to Lord Huang Luo, according to the report from his subordinates, the two adults, Huang Ruo and Huang Mo, have fulfilled their mission and have successfully killed those two thieves who dared to offend our Emperor Sect. The golden-robed man, with his head slightly bowed, replied with a respectful face.

"Did Huang Ruo and Huang Mo really succeed?" Hearing this, Huang Luo's expression was straight, and a look of surprise suddenly flew through his ruthless eyes.

"Back to Lord Huangluo's words, it is true. The golden man nodded firmly.

"Let's be clear, I'm going to know in detail. Slightly contemplative, Huang Luo raised his eyebrows, and suddenly continued.

"Yes, Lord Huangluo. Hearing this, the golden-robed man nodded, and said with a solemn face: "As far as my subordinates know, those two thieves died in the storm of death. ”

"Death Storm?" Huang Luo raised his eyebrows and said in slight surprise: "Could it be that Huang Ruo and Huang Mo were the ones who sent them into the Death Storm?"

"Back to Lord Huangluo's words, that's exactly the case. The golden-robed man nodded solemnly.

"It's like this..." Hearing this, Huang Luo's expression froze, and he said in a cold voice: "Death Storm, if you are not the emperor, you can't live, in addition, even if you dominate the peak powerhouse, in the death storm, there is no possibility of survival, presumably, they are certain to die." ”

After speaking, he paused slightly, and then, as if thinking of something, his heart moved, and his face was cold: "By the way, you just said that there are only two people, and what about a golden dog?

"Back to Lord Huangluo, that golden dog, there is no news for the time being..." Hearing this, the golden-robed man hesitated and whispered.

"Hmm, what's going on?Aren't the three of them together?Why were those two thrown into a death storm, but the golden dog was unharmed?," Huang Luo frowned, and his slightly handsome face was full of cruelty.

"Back to Lord Huangluo, it's like this..." The golden-robed man hurriedly explained: "As far as my subordinates know, at that time, when Huangruo and Huangmo dealt with those two thieves, the dog was not present, so..."

"Not present?" Hearing this, Huang Luo's eyes narrowed, nodded slowly, and said, "I see..."