Gavin stopped his movements, panting slightly, his brows were full of solemnity.
When he was rarely so serious, most of the expressions on his face were calm, or indifference to put it bluntly.
The blade of the Biezhi Sword groaned, and lay across Gavin's body. The tip of the sword pointed at the opposite person threateningly, and the tail of the sword trembled slightly, as if urging Gavin to leave quickly.
When facing Yue Qinghui before, Bie Zhijian never had such a change.
Li Yingtian had a smile on his face, but he didn't make a move immediately.
Gavin carefully looked at the person opposite, and then said with great conviction: "You are not Yue Qinghui."
Now this Yue Qinghui made Gavin feel like he was on his back. His instincts were driving him to run.
But he vaguely felt that the other party was a little close.
strange feeling.
Should have been terrified, but Gavin was excited.
Since ascending to the throne, he hasn't had a good fight with anyone for a long time. The sea of ??stars and crystal nuclei in the body are running at high speed, like an overloaded main engine, it is so hot that it hurts.
"Indeed." Li Yingtian nodded slightly, "I am Li Yingtian."
Even with the blood of Augustus watered day and night, Li Yingtian is a human being after all, not a god. As early as hundreds of years ago, his body was inevitably aging.
Yue Qinghui is the body he chose for himself. What makes Li Yingtian a little unhappy is that his 15th generation grandson seems to have a strong resistance.
A distant dragon chant came from the sky.
Li Yingtian turned his head suddenly at this time, with a shocked expression.
A daze flashed across his face, followed by unplanned anger, "Augustus!"
You would rather die! I don't want to see me either.
However, there is not much time left for him to lose his mind.
Gavin's answer is like a long sword piercing forward like an arrow from the string!
Li Yingtian withdrew his gaze, only indifference remained in his eyes, he let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity, and disappeared in place in an instant.
Gavin made a judgment in an instant.
People will appear behind -
"Your technique, swallowing the sky¡ª" Li Yingtian's tone was not without ridicule, "It is the product of my failure to create the "Taihuangjing" back then. Could it be that you want to use this low-level thing to deal with me?"
A radiant five-clawed golden dragon struck from behind.
In the distance, there was an exclamation, and Qiudong shouted loudly: "¡ª¡ªYour Majesty, be careful!"
However, the speaker himself is too busy to take care of himself.
Zhao Fengqing's expression became more and more ruthless, his white hair danced wildly in the wind, his hands were like eagle claws, and he attacked Sui Qiudong's chest: "It seems that it's too early for me to retire! Let you younger generations forget about me!" rule!"
Li Yingtian's appearance greatly boosted the momentum of the strong human race. A group of people are approaching old age, and at this time they are burning their lives regardless of the cost.
Although overall, the Zerg is still much stronger, but there is no way to get out easily for a while.
Biezhi sword stabbed at the dragon's eyes, Jinlong let out a cry of pain, and Li Yingtian's palm wind followed.
The emperor's aura of the empire for thousands of years lingered around Li Yingtian's body, as if a layer of gold had been cast on him.
With just one palm, Gavin retreated hundreds of meters, and lightning exploded in the air one after another.
But now, it is far from the time when Li Yingtian is the strongest. Ever since he took over this body, his breath has been soaring. It is as if the gods and Buddhas of the Nine Heavens have come to the world again.
Gavin clenched the Biezhi sword tightly, and wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his lips.
"Who told you that Gu is still practicing "Swallowing the Sky"?"
If he is still practicing swallowing the sky, he is not just a false saint now.
In these years of fighting, Gavin's cultivation base has not improved, but it is not nothing.
At least, he has realized his way, and if sanctification is the end point, it will be the moment when he achieves success.
Li Yingtian squinted his eyes, observed carefully for a moment, and said: "I really missed my point, what you cultivate is indeed not my Tuntian."
As the founding emperor, he obviously had the courage to admit his mistakes.
But his face quickly turned cold: "You still have the blood of Augustus."
Li Yingtian was very angry.
Augustus apparently did more behind his back than he knew.
For example, using the blood of the gods to save the life of a weak mixed-race cub.
Back then, I didn't want to give him an extra drop, why??? Eat human food.
tasty!
Before Constantine left the holy mountain, he entrusted Yuanxiao to the priest of Tianxuan.
The great priest Tianxuan placed in the house and ordered people to take good care of him. But I can't bear Yuanxiao to get lost and love to run around.
The barrier couldn't stop him, so none of the servants in the Tianxuan Temple noticed that Yuan Xiao had slipped out in the first place.
Yuan Xiao slipped out, but couldn't come back because she was lost. When it was meal time, she was hungry, and flew crying for a long time, and finally met the breeder again.
The Lantern Festival landed in front of the God Attendant. So, he was regarded as a lonely little dragon, thrown into the pet nest, and stayed with a group of little dragons.
When Dad was there on New Year's Eve, Yuanxiao flew less than one kilometer a day. When Dad was away on New Year's Eve, Yuanxiao flew fifty or sixty kilometers in half a day!
Yuan Xiao gnawed on the corn kernels, calling Constantine's name in her heart again.
His wings were touched at this time.
Yuan Xiao flapped her wings and turned her head.
Just now the red-haired and blue-eyed little dragonman held a piece of raw meat in his hand and said, "Zhi! Zhizhi" (This is for you! My name is)
Before he finished speaking, Yuan Xiao suddenly turned his head.
Holding half of the corn tightly, the short legs quickly ran to the edge of the pet nest.
He opened his small arms, and his voice was mixed with the chirping of the little dragon man: "Father!"
In an instant, a shadow cast down.
Everyone present, including the brood of little dragons, began to tremble.
"My God."
Constantine ignored the group of priests.
He stretched out his hand, pulled Yuan Xiao out from inside, turned and left without saying a word.
The god attendants knelt on the spot, and after a long time, they whispered: "God seems to be in a bad mood?"
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Yuan Xiao rode Constantine's wings for a round of wind and wind, and returned to the top of the holy mountain.
Returning to the familiar environment, his mood obviously improved a lot, and a big smile appeared on his face.
Yuan Xiao turned her head and chirped like a bird: "Dad, where are you going"
However, the moment she saw Constantine's face, Yuan Xiao's voice stopped abruptly.
Constantine lowered his head and bit his lip tightly. The fingertips holding the Lantern Festival trembled slightly.
Yuan Xiao flapped her wings in a panic, and then flew up in a hurry, wiping the tears on Constantine's face, her little face was completely at a loss.
"Dadwhat's the matterdon't cry"
If you are like this, Papa Gavin will feel distressed.
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The text of the next chapter is over. The rest of the story is explained.
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