[Chapter 932: A Dragon in the Northern Sky!] (3 more)

"Big young master!"

In the distance, a row of black-clothed people appeared out of nowhere, prostrate on the ground, saluting like the silver-haired young man.

"Oh, here you are!"

The silver-haired young man seemed to be in a good mood, nodded, wrapped his arms around, revealing the black dragon tattooed on his arms, I don't know when, he had opened his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, his eyes were like blood, and he swept coldly over those people, and his tone was pleasant.

"Yes, Young Master Qiqi, we have been guarding here for more than a month, and we have been waiting for you to come out of the retreat......

The man in black at the head trembled and answered the young man's question.

"Huh?"

The silver-haired young man frowned, "Didn't I tell the patriarch a long time ago that half a month before the exploration of the ancient world, I would break through the barrier no matter what, why should he be in such a hurry?"

"This ......"

The black-clothed man at the head showed a hint of hesitation on his face.

The silver-haired young man's complexion changed, he was a delicate and intelligent person, and he could see that something was wrong from the momentary hesitation and panic of the man in black, and he couldn't help frowning even tighter.

"Could it be that something happened at home?"

"Tell me the truth!"

His complexion sank, and the momentum exuded from his body was even colder than this extremely cold place in the northern sky, and those few black-clothed people were prostrate on the ground, where did they dare to resist a little.

"Yes......"

"Eldest Young Master, during your retreat, Young Master Crane was chosen as the Messenger of the Galaxy and stepped into a new world among the Seven Nights of the Vermilion Bird......

"Oh?"

The silver-haired young man was overjoyed, clapping his hands and laughing, "Not bad! Not bad! Brother Crane is finally out of the picture, at a young age, to be the lord of the First Realm, I, as an elder brother, is not as good as him! When such a good thing happens, the patriarch should inform me, and I should go and ......congratulate him."

This silver-haired young man is the elder brother of Beitian Yihe, Beitian Yilong, and he is also the most hopeful young man in the Beitian family.

This person's cultivation is so high that he is already approaching the tenth peak of Gathering Heavens, and he is only one step away from stepping into the Gathering Heaven Middle Realm.

With a body of less than a hundred years, reaching this realm, among the Seven Nights of Vermilion Bird, he can also be called an unborn genius, and even the Fire Source Sect has expressed envy for the Northern Heaven Clan.

Their young masters are only to this extent.

Originally, Beitian Yilong had a great chance to cross this threshold, but considering the time needed to explore the ancient world, he was determined to suppress his cultivation progress.

In the past ten years, he has been practicing martial arts, suppressing cultivation, and honing his mind in this extremely cold place of the Northern Heaven World, intending to persist until the exploration of the galaxy world.

Of course...... In the past ten years, he will not be in vain, he has worked hard, and he has also practiced several extremely powerful kung fu at the bottom of the box.

Beitian Yilong and Beitian Yihe are brothers, they have a very good relationship, they haven't seen each other for ten years, and they heard that Beitian Yihe has become a messenger of the galaxy and can become the lord of a world in the future, so he is naturally happy.

He laughed with joy.

The man in black who was the leader was secretly complaining.

The thing he wants to say is naturally not that a crane in the north sky becomes a messenger of the galaxy, but that after that......

Now seeing that Beitian Yilong is so happy, where does he dare to continue, but it is not okay not to say it, so he has to grit his teeth, "Young Master, after Young Master Crane became the messenger of the galaxy, he stepped into the new world, and he actually ...... He was killed!"

"What?"

Beitian Yilong's complexion quickly cooled down, just like the spring breeze was frozen by the cold current in the north, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"What the hell is going on, tell me more!"

He obviously suppressed his emotions, he himself is a violent person with great ups and downs, because he has cultivated ice-like martial arts, he will disguise a cold appearance.

Hearing the news that Beitian Yihe was killed, he was furious in his heart, and he was only able to speak calmly and steadily by forcibly suppressing it.

"Yes...... It's ......"

The black-clothed man at the head trembled his teeth, his voice trembled, and he trembled and explained things peacefully.

Beitian Yihe, as a messenger of the galaxy, stepped into the new world, but died inexplicably at the hands of Feng Ziyue, and I don't know the details until now;

Beitian Yilong's expression became colder and colder.

“...... Since it was sent to the Northern Sky Black King's note, did the people in the family continue to chase and kill?"

"Originally, I was going to continue to kill him, but you also know that soon it will be the period of exploration of the ancient world, and the first master in the family is too busy, and secondly, the rest of the major forces are also desperately trying to recruit this Feng Ziyue, the patriarch hesitated, and he didn't know whether to kill this kid before the exploration of the ancient world......"

"Confused!"

Beitian Yilong scolded, "If you don't take advantage of this opportunity to kill this Feng Ziyue desperately, when will you wait?"

He frowned, snorted coldly, and suddenly shook his head again.

"Patriarchs, they are old, they are afraid of wolves and tigers, and it is too difficult for them to kill decisively. ”

"They want to leave this trouble to me, right?"

A group of black-clothed people knelt on the ground, not daring to say a word, among the Beitian clan, there was probably only a dragon in the Beitian who dared to be so arrogant.

"Okay, this Feng Ziyue, which force did you agree to go to the ancient world for them in the end?"

The black-clothed man looked embarrassed, and shook his head again, "Listen to the latest news, it is the Night King Chong of the Yan Night Palace, who completely transferred the rights of the Yan Night Hall to this Feng Ziyue, allowing him to replace one of the seven major forces......"

"What?"

A dragon in the north exclaimed again.

The development of this matter, even if a genius like him, couldn't react for a while.

How could the Lord of the Hall of Darkness make such a decision?

"Humph!"

After a long time, he clenched his fists, "Okay! No matter what backer he climbs, entering the ancient world, he is entering the hunting range of my Northern Heavenly Dragon!"

"Wind!!!

"I must kill you to avenge my brother!"

His voice was not high, but with a strong hatred, the last word of hatred landed, only to hear the sound of a bang, the ice world, completely shattered!

And the heads of the rows of black-clothed people who were kneeling also exploded together, and more than a dozen blood mist rose into the sky!

In this world of blood mist and frost, Beitian Yilong had a hideous face and bit his lower lip viciously!

Even if it's his own subordinates, it's just a way to vent his anger.

Human life is like an ant, never in the eyes of a dragon in the north sky.

Kill!

"Feng Ziyue, I will kill him!"