The three of them all performed their own unique skills. The saints began to rush and meet in the courtyard. The mysteries of the great road were like millions of invisible ribbons, shattering everything except the small building.

No one can describe the exciting scene of the four powerful men in the Holy Way.

Perhaps, at this time, they will not be as terrifying as the Sea Breaking Realm and the Transformation Realm, causing a terrifying scene of moving mountains and filling the seas and destroying the world.

But this is the terrifying magical power of the powerful people of the Holy Dao after returning to nature. Each move has compressed their power to the extreme and will not waste a single shot. One shot is used to shatter it. Although it is not a mountain or a sea, it pierces the space and shakes the void.

Palala.

Later, the entire courtyard was filled with terrifying space cracks, and there were constant turbulent lights surging out, as if it had turned this place into a void purgatory. The scene was extremely terrifying.

Only Xia Yuwei next to her was focused on Lin Yang at this moment.

Drops of saint's essence and blood were constantly flowing out between her wrists. Every drop was the essence of her life that she had cultivated for life. Unfortunately, Lin Yang's body was too weak, and the vast drop of essence and blood could absorb only less than one thousand.

Despite this, Xia Yuwei still tried hard to squeeze her smile, feeding her essence and blood into Lin Yang's mouth drop by drop, and humming Xiao Lin Yang's little songs that have been listening to sleeping every night this month.

"The insects fly, the insects fly... the stars in the sky cry, the roses on the ground wither... the insects fly... the insects fly... who are you missing?"

Such singing is the saddest tune in the world.

The battle next to it was a regrettable and tragic battle.

The magic gun in Lin Haoyuan's hand was cut into two pieces at some time.

But he danced with the tip of the gun in one hand and used it as a long sword, and waved the handle of the gun in the other hand as a stick, like a madman, fighting like a beast in the splashing blood.

"Give me...Yang'er, pay your life!!"

He roared angrily, but in the end he could not resist the combined attack of the three strongest men on the opposite side.

A long knife in Xia Yun's hand slashed straight into his shoulder, but he smashed Xia Yun's arm with a backhand, and then kicked the old dog into a reptile who rolled on the ground and ate shit.

"Lin Haoyuan, you are looking for death!!"

Next to it, Uncle Xia Yuwei threw out five flying swords from afar, each with the divine power to slash the void. He took advantage of the moment when Lin Haoyuan paused and stabbed into the five major acupoints on the other party's body.

That moment.

People seemed to see an immortal god of war.

Lin Haoyuan's blood seemed to be insulated, and the sound of gurgling could be heard when he dripped on the ground.

He was stabbed like a hedgehog, but he rushed straight towards the scared third uncle without any pause.

"It's you who died!!"

Puchi!

Uncle San couldn't believe that his five-spirit flying sword was stabbed into the enemy like this, but he was still shot through the throat by the enemy and died.

"This kid is not a human!! Not a human!!"

The fourth uncle of the Xia family was left, looking at Lin Haoyuan, who had already become a bloody man. Even though he was a saint's cultivation, he was shocked.

The young man on the opposite side would fall with just one more blow, but he didn't have the courage to take action.

"Coward!!"

Lin Haoyuan's eyes were as sharp as lightning in his bloody face.

He glanced at the other party coldly, then turned around, and a surging murderous intent pierced Xia Tian, ​​who seemed to be a little stunned.

"Haha, uncle, it's really powerful..."

God knows what the nerves of this summer are made of, but at this time, he can still laugh.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "But people cannot be resurrected by death. If I were my uncle, I would not have done such an impulse thing and killed my third grandfather. I am afraid that you and my aunt will be chased by our clan in this life..."

"You said it wrong..." Opposite, Lin Haoyuan dragged his staggering steps, blood-stained footprints, and had already arrived in front of Xia Tian:

"I will send an old dog or you little beast to hell together!"

Swish!

The half-point of the spear in Lin Haoyuan's hand was about to pierce Xia Tian.

But in the end, someone won't let him do it.

"Haoyuan, enough, stop!"

A mysterious spiritual energy surged out from the small building at an incredible speed, like a giant hand, grabbing Lin Haoyuan tightly and swinging it back.

Lin Haoyuan flew backwards into the air.

It was an indescribable powerful mind power. Among the powerful people in the holy realm, only one person could have such a terrible mind power cultivation.

That was also the person Lin Haoyuan was most reluctant to face.

Oh, it's right.

After landing, Lin Haoyuan broke out two long blood marks on the ground with his feet.

Although he had already consumed a lot of essence, blood and spiritual energy at this moment, his blood-stained eyes still had the fighting spirit soaring into the sky.

He had no intention of retreating at all, and was still walking step by step towards summer.

Everyone can understand the eight big words written in blood and hatred in his eyes—

If you don’t kill Xia Tian, ​​you will never be a human being!!

Just as Lin Haoyuan happened to walk past Xia Yuwei squatting beside him, a palm still dripping with blood grabbed his clothes.

Lin Haoyuan was stunned.

Next to him, Xia Yuwei stood up holding Xiao Lin Yang, who seemed to have recovered a little blood.

"My father, are you finally willing to show up?"

This sentence is heartbreaking despair.

Xia Yuwei finally saw the person she was the one she didn't want to believe and the one she didn't want to see the most.

The leader of the Xia tribe, her biological father, Xia Ziyang.

"Tian'er respectfully invites Grandpa Sheng'an."

Xia Tian is the calmest person in the audience. He is like a devil wearing a child's skin. At this time, he can still respectfully salute and greet the majestic man who walked out of the small building.

Xia Ziyang slowly showed his figure from the darkness in the small building.

His appearance is somewhat similar to that of Xia Yuwei and Xia Moyan, but there are more traces of vicissitudes between his eyebrows.

His eyes contained several complex emotions, especially when he looked at his biological daughter, he felt guilty that he couldn't bear to look at him.

Finally, Xia Ziyang stood in front of his daughter and son-in-law. Although this sentence was extremely difficult for him, he finally gritted his teeth and said it:

"Weier, Haoyuan... Tian'er, you can't kill..."

silence.

Extremely cold silence.

Whether it was Lin Haoyuan or Xia Yuwei, they all held the last trace of hope before.

They hope that what happened today has nothing to do with Xia Ziyang.

They hope that all the conspiracies were cruel conspiracies made by Xia Moyan because he was jealous of Lin Yang's talent.

But in the end, they were disappointed.

Xia Ziyang is really here...

Xia Ziyang actually killed one of his grandsons with his own hands to create the supreme future of another grandson.

Heaven!!

Why did you treat me like this!!

Xia Yuwei.

She seems to have

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) I can’t feel the pain.

She could only look at her "strange" father with a nearly empty blank look and asked:

"Why... Yang'er is your grandson!!"

"Viere…I…"

Xia Ziyang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he sighed and waved:

"You guys go."

What?

This time, it was Xia Tian next to him and his father Xia Moyan changed color.

"Father!" Xia Moyan hurried to Xia Ziyang's side and said anxiously: "The law says that the Fire Spirit Body must be killed with his own hands... But Lin Yang..."

"Yang'er's body's essence and blood have been drained, and it is hard for the gods to save him." Xia Ziyang looked up at the sky and closed his eyes, as if he was unwilling to face this cruel ending.

"But my father..."
To be continued...