Before Zhao Yu took Liang Po into Beijing, the two of them were ordinary children who were crawling together in Tsing Yi Lane in Guangyu City, and the two would go to the yard of their neighbor Uncle Li to steal the extremely delicious fruit to eat without telling their mothers, and they would also chase the old hen of Ah Hua's family all over the street one day when it was just dawn, trying to complete what Zhao Yu said, which is called the practice of calling Hua Ji.

Since Zhao Yu was a child, he had a mature soul in his mind, so he naturally spoke and acted with an old-fashioned style, and this move, in the eyes of other little babies in Tsing Yi Lane, became pretentious and superior, so the two parties did not have a lot of conflicts.

But whether it is stealing fruits or fighting, the tall Liang Po always appears in the position where Zhao Yu needs it most, Liang Po he doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't express his emotions, but for Zhao Yu, he can always appear where he is needed most.

But that was only for Zhao Yu, and this time, he was late.

When Liang Po's soft inquiry sounded in the middle of Yinxu City, everyone, including Guan Zhengqing, who was standing, fell into silence, and inside the frozen altar, under the protection of the light of the stone statue tower, the girl Pearl who was holding the cold body of the snow smoke began to pour tears in her eyes unconsciously.

The pain in Liang Po's strong beating heart became more and more intense, this pain was countless times more painful than the ghost dragon spear pierced in the heart, and then Liang Po seemed to feel something, slowly turned around, his eyes stared at the frozen altar behind him that was covered with countless runes, and was silent.

The girl's cry from inside the altar became louder and louder, even though Pearl had tried her best to cover her mouth and control her crying, but there were still choked voices coming to Liang Po's ears, and these choked cries were like a magic grasp stretched out from hell, grabbing Liang Po's heart, and constantly sinking into the abyss of despair.

"Please help me see if she still has a pulse and breath, even if it's just the slightest bit. ”

This was the first sentence Liang Po spoke, his voice was still full of magnetism, but it hid a slight trembling, and then the shopkeeper who was standing in front of the pearl turned around, came to Xue Yan's side and squatted down, stretched out his right hand into a finger, and gently pressed Xue Yan's neck.

There was only cold and dead silence from the fingers, no temperature, no beating, and even the skin that was pressed was deeply sunken and no longer bounced, and then the shopkeeper sighed softly, and his sigh made Liang Po's body, which had the most extreme defense in the world, couldn't help but tremble fiercely.

"My lord, the Snow Smoke Maiden's body is dead. ”

After the slightly hoarse voice of the shopkeeper fell, Liang Po raised his hand and touched his bald head, his eyes were a little dazed, and he seemed a little overwhelmed for a while, and then the pain that burst out from his heart made him in a trance for a while.

At this moment, Liang Po experienced countless human emotions that he had never had before, as if the pain of life and death in the world, seven emotions and six desires, all turned into a glass of turbid wine, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, all of which finally turned into a soft word:

"Then let her get a good night's sleep. ”

Liang Po's words were extremely soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing a person who was sleeping, and then he slowly turned around, looking at Guan Zhengqing and the Ice Plain Female Saint and others in front of him, at this moment, in Liang Po's mind, before leaving, the words that Zhao Yu had said on the top of the Xuantian Wood in the White Emperor Palace continued to sound, and then Liang Po's lips opened slightly, and he muttered in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, you told me that you want me to live for myself and have my own life, but why is it so painful and difficult to live for myself?"

After the murmur fell, Liang Po's body under the black robe began to emerge with countless dense black brown scale armor outward, and then behind it, a pair of Roshan wings with the same dense scale armor pierced through the Radiant robe and grew, and completely stretched outward.

Then, the entire Yinxu City, from the depths of the void, began to sound an ancient roar with a strong echo, this roar was like a wolf, like a tiger, and like a dragon, in the roar, Liang Po's entire body soared directly outward, and in the blink of an eye, a behemoth that occupied half of the sky of Yinxu City completely descended into the world.

At the same time, a thick, tyrannical and extremely tyrannical ancient aura swept outward from the body of the heavens and the earth, and behind Liang Po, it formed a reddish-brown dark cave country prototype, and even suppressed the ghostly ghost qi that continued to rise from the ground of Yinxu City, and did not dare to rise up.

In Guan Zhengqing's induction, in the center of the entire Yinxu City, a Roshan Great Demon King who was completely in a state of rage appeared, and then the fire of battle intent in the former's eyes was blazing, and he directly lifted the ghost dragon spear in his hand, pointed straight ahead, and the voice rolled out:

"Invincible Liang Po of the same level, from the first time I met you, I was eager to know if my gun could pierce into your body!"

In Guan Zhengqing's words, there was an incomparably hot battle intent, but what responded to him was Liang Po's unfancy punch, the entire palm of the Roshan Great Demon King was already covering the sky and the sun, and after the fist was clenched, the countless runes on the scale armor shone brightly in an instant, directly shrouded Guan Zhengqing.

The incomparable power possessed by Liang Po's huge body brought the top-down heavy punch to an almost teleportation-like speed, and after a detonation, Liang Po's fist had already appeared above Guan Zhengqing's head, but Guan Zhengqing was the wind, so in the next moment, there was a wind in the heavens and the earth, and the latter's body dissipated directly with the wind.

If a person wants to catch that wind, it will be faster and more explosive than the wind, and there are very few people who can do this in the entire vast land of Shenzhou, especially this gust of wind is still the wind of the supernatural power of the Great Grandmaster of the Super First Rank Forbidden One, however, the Roshan Great Demon King, who was completely in a state of rage, at this moment, used his huge and incomparably heavy punch to blow the wind hard!

Roshan forbidden supernatural power.heavy hammer!

After a violent tearing sound, Guan Zhengqing's body that melted into the wind was directly blasted out, and the dizziness law carried by the heavy hammer magic power made Guan Zhengqing unable to react, and fell directly to the ground in a free-fall posture.

But in the next moment, the sharp claws of the Roshan Great Demon King came from behind, directly grabbed Guan Zhengqing's entire body, and then pressed it on the black Yin Ruins City ground below, and the entire ground made of hell stone shook directly, and a large number of cracks cracked outward, and Liang Po obviously didn't want to stop there, so he clenched his fist again and smashed downward.

Under one punch after another, the whole ground trembled, and the ghost energy contained in the ground was blasted out from under the heavy hammer like a torrential rain, and it spread all around, constantly undulating, like the sea that was constantly rising and falling.

Just like an ordinary person, the Roshan Great Demon King Liang Po tried to use the most violent attacks in this world to reduce the infinite pain in his heart.

But under the avenue, there are only two most murderous knives, time and love, which ignored the countless defense laws outside Liang Po's body, and stabbed him into the heart one by one.