Chapter 1125: Fight, hold

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This caused Baili Jiangshan, who was flying quickly towards the altar, to stare slightly. Even if he didn't really touch it, he could still clearly feel the powerful defensive attribute power from the defensive light curtain at this moment.

He waved his palm and struck out a magic pattern of magic patterns, trying to destroy the defensive light curtain. However, when the magic pattern of Baili Jiangshan descended on the defensive light curtain, there was only a muffled sound, defensive light. The screen trembled slightly, and it was unscathed.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Baili Jiangshan's face was ugly, and he couldn't help but stop his body. This defensive light curtain evolved from the **** pattern totem portrayed by Ye Feng is really not simple.

With his ability, he couldn't even shake it, and it was difficult for him to imagine how Ye Feng, a martial artist, did it.

"Brother Baili, don't worry about it anymore. I'll wait to join forces and kill these two guys first!"

Seeing that Baili Jiangshan could not descend to the Altar of Destiny through the defensive light curtain, the twilight old man was also very surprised. Baili Jiangshan's identity and attainments were so powerful, but at this moment he seemed to have lost the level he should have.

Therefore, the late old man really wants Baili Jiangshan to come to help, and first kill the old man Tiancheng and the host of Dengxianlou.

An edge flashed in Baili Jiangshan’s eyes, and his face was full of unwillingness, but for a while, he had no better way. He could only change the direction and fly down and head towards the direction of the battle. .

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, he temporarily saved the altar of fate, but the old man Tiancheng and the host of Dengxianlou were in danger.

That party is in three battles and one, Tiancheng old man and the host of Dengxianlou are themselves at a disadvantage, plus a Baili Jiangshan who comprehends super strong gods, it is even more not fun.

Before Baili Jiangshan's body arrived, there was the light of identity shining in the palm of the palm, and a **** pattern totem floated out in an instant, with extremely terrible destructive power on it, trying to envelop the bodies of the old man Tiancheng and the host of Dengxianlou.

An edge flashed in the eyes of the old man Tiancheng. The addition of Baili Jiangshan was naturally detrimental to both of them. However, in the Dengxian Tower, the old man Tiancheng can fight with the engraved **** pattern inside the Dengxian Tower, which has a certain degree of his combat effectiveness. Promote.

Facing the **** pattern totem attacked by Baili Jiangshan, the old man Tiancheng had several magic tricks in an instant, coming in a certain direction.

In an instant, where there was a magic formula, countless killing swords were released, which instantly penetrated everything, collided with the **** pattern totem, and made a deafening sound.

At this moment, the bodies of the old man Tiancheng and the host of Dengxianlou dodge towards a prescription position. While retreating, the old man Tiancheng did not forget to use the advantages of Dengxianlou itself. Unleash a terrorist attack.

This made Baili Jiangshan caught off guard for a while. The body receded again and again.

But at the same time, a figure quietly left from the battle, like a ghost, at a very fast speed. This figure walks as if isolated from this space, and the speed cannot be verbalized. describe.

When this figure appeared again, it had already landed beside Ouyang Qing'er not far away. A big horrible handprint was caught and aimed at Ouyang Qinger's throat.

A look of horror appeared on Ouyang Qing'er's pretty face, and her body retreated involuntarily, but the speed of the big mudra was too fast to allow him to react halfway, and she felt that her throat was firmly held.

"Don't move, everyone should stop, otherwise this son will kill her first!"

When Ouyang Qing'er was completely under control, such a voice came out from the figure's mouth.

At this moment, everyone's movements were completely still, and their eyes fell on where Ouyang Qinger was.

Ye Feng looked in that direction as well, a cold light flashed in his eyes suddenly, and it was the young man in the golden Kowloon robe who had controlled Ouyang Qing'er.

When everyone was busy fighting, the young man in the golden Kowloon robe had already turned his attention to Ouyang Qing'er.

"Let her go!"

Seeing Ouyang Qing'er being controlled, the host of Dengxianlou's face instantly became ugly, and he said coldly to the young man in the golden Kowloon robe.

"Although there is no problem if you let her go, it's just that if you have to do something for this son, this son will naturally keep her safe and sound."

The young man in the golden Kowloon robe clasped Ouyang Qing'er's throat tightly with his big hands. He could take the life of this woman at any time as long as he wanted. No one could save Ouyang Qing'er at such a long distance. The young man in the golden Kowloon robe has such confidence.

An icy light flashed in the vicissitudes of the eyes of the old man Tiancheng. They ignored Ouyang Qing'er during the battle. This person took advantage of the gap, which was indeed a fatal mistake.

Even a strong man like Tiancheng Old Man is not sure to save Ouyang Qing'er's life.

"Let him go, I will be your hostage!"

On the Altar of Destiny, Ye Feng said to the young man in the golden Kowloon robe. He had been thinking about how to deal with Baili Jiangshan before, and he had not considered Ouyang Qing'er.

"What kind of thing are you? In my eyes, you are not even an ant. How can you be qualified to be my hostage?"

After hearing what Ye Feng said, a sneer appeared on the face of the young man in the golden Kowloon robe, and the lunatic spoke.

"I only ask if you agree or disagree. If you do not agree, just wait to collect her body!"

With a smug look on the face of the young man in the golden Kowloon robe, he said to the host of Dengxianlou.

The landlord of Dengxianlou had red eyes, and Ouyang Qinger was his only daughter. How could he bear to see his daughter killed in front of him?

"Father, don't worry about me, it is your duty to keep the altar of fate!"

Ouyang Qinger loudly reminded the owner of Dengxianlou that as a descendant of the Ouyang family, she also understood the will of the family after this meeting.

It is impossible for her to watch the family guardian will be shattered because of her.

The host of Dengxianlou looked at Ouyang Qing'er, his body trembling constantly, and his heart struggled extremely.

"What is it, I promise you!"

The host of Dengxianlou gritted his teeth and said, facing the life and death of his daughter, he has no choice. If the will to protect Dengxianlou is really lost, he can only punish and apologize, but let him watch his daughter die like this. It's impossible.

"Father, don't!"

A look of anxiety flashed in Ouyang Qing'er's beautiful eyes, her heart was warm, but she did not want her father to become a sinner in the entire Ouyang family because of her.

"Qing'er, don't talk about it, father knows it."

The owner of Dengxianlou cast a loving look at Ouyang Qing'er, and then looked at the young man in the golden Kowloon robe again, and said, "Say it!"

A smug look appeared on the face of the young man in the golden Kowloon robe. Before, the four of them were forced to agree to Baili Jiangshan's request. The young man in the golden Kowloon robe was extremely dissatisfied. Now, he is finally going to stand up and call the shots.

"My request is very simple. Open the Altar of Destiny, calculate the fortune of the entire Qingyou Eight Realm, and see who is the ultimate king. In the future, who will control the Qingyou Eight Realm?"

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the young man in the golden Kowloon robe, and he spoke to the host of Dengxianlou. At this moment, he seemed so confident~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and his request was the same as the city lord of Fenglan Qiong Fenglan. Father and son think similarly. The Altar of Destiny can glimpse the secrets of heaven and can measure the fortune of people. If they want to control the altar of destiny, they are nothing more than trying to use the altar of fate to spy on the secrets of heaven, predict the future, and choose a more suitable path for themselves.

After hearing the words of the young man in the golden Kowloon robe, the host of Dengxianlou, the old man Tiancheng looked a little ugly.

The Altar of Destiny is mysterious and unpredictable, with mysterious power beyond human comprehension, but the opening of the Altar of Destiny comes at a certain price.

Snooping on the heavens itself is going against the sky. This price is not only for the operator, it is likely to affect the fortune of the entire Qingyou eight realms, and form a catastrophe. This is the original Dengxian Lou and the old man Tiancheng never want to see of.

But now, Ouyang Qinger is under the control of this young man in a golden Kowloon robe. The poster of Dengxianlou has no other way. If you are alive, who can not think about the people around him?

"it is good!"

The owner of Dengxianlou nodded to the young man in the golden Kowloon robe, and then his gaze turned to the huge destiny altar suspended in the sky.