"It's no big deal!" Xie Baige said lazily and indifferently: "It's just a step first!"

Xie Ziying said: "You won't die!"

Xie Baige said lazily: "Sixth sister, what you said doesn't matter, it depends on the boss."

Xie Ziying shook her head gently: "You will definitely not die!"

Xie Baixuan said: "Sixth sister, let go, he must die!"

"Brother, please kill me together!" Xie Ziying said in a deep voice: "Then no one can stop you anymore."

"Get out of the way!" Xie Baixuan said coldly.

His eyes were as cold as lightning, and he stared at her tightly, and his aura gradually became ferocious and terrifying, as if he wanted to devour people.

Xie Ziying looked at him calmly, blocking her from Xie Bai Pavilion, with determination in peace.

She felt that she was about to be unable to hold on.

If it weren't for believing Gu Xian's judgment, it wasn't for Gu Xian to conclude in his ear that he would never kill him because of the soul of the Great Emperor's brother, and he would probably be unable to hold on.

"Sixth sister, let go!" Xie Baixuan said coldly: "I must kill him!"

"Then kill me first!" Xie Ziying said calmly: "The Son of Yuxiao is ruthless and has no need to worry about anything!"

"If you don't let go, I will kill Gu Xian first!" Xie Baixuan turned his head and looked at Song Yunge beside him.

Xie Baige shouted on the ground: "Sixth sister, the Son of God Yuxiao is not ruthless and unrighteous. Not every Son of God Yuxiao is like that. I am a person who values ​​love and righteousness!"

Song Yunge took a step back and shrank behind Xie Ziying, but unfortunately her petite body couldn't stop him.

Xie Baige smiled and said, "Gu Xian, you are so powerful! You don't even want your face!"

Song Yunge said: "Fate is important!"

Xie Baige laughed and said, "Shameless enough!"

Xie Ziying said: "Brother, stop killing people anymore. Just like that, your martial arts skills are the strongest now, and you are the only one."

Xie Baige said dissatisfiedly: "If I can practice a magical skill, I can beat him, so he dare not gamble!"

"Will the eldest brother practice another magical skill?"

"Then I will practice another one."

"But you are definitely not as fast as the Great Brother, right?"

"Not necessarily, I am also a person with great talent!"

Song Yunge shook his head: "Third Prince, it seems that you are not afraid of death. Since that's the case, I'll help you!"

"Slow down!" Xie Baige hurriedly said.

He sang to Xie Baixuan and said, "Brother, I am indeed inferior to you."

Xie Baixuan turned around and left, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?" Xie Baige was puzzled.

He didn't expect to let him go so easily.

Song Yunge said: "Princess, he went to the palace!"

Xie Ziying's face changed slightly: "Go away!"

Song Yunge looked at Xie Baige.

Xie Baige lay weakly on the ground, looking like he was about to die, his eyes were dull.

"The Third Prince?"

"Oh..." Xie Baige shook his head and said, "I came here in vain. Living now is a waste of time!"

"Because you gave up?" Song Yunge said: "So even if you live, you will have no merit?"

"You are smart!" Xie Baige sighed.

Song Yunge said: "Then why don't you go directly to heaven?"

"Because I'm reluctant to let it go." Xie Baige said: "This world is quite interesting, I haven't had enough fun yet."

Song Yunge looked at him: "Isn't everything aimed at merit?"

"That's someone else, I'm different." Xie Baige shook his head and said, "I still think playing is more important. If everything is for merit, it's quite boring. How can such a colorful life not be enjoyed well, just thinking about merit? It's simply a waste of resources!"

Xie Ziying stomped her feet anxiously: "Gu Xian, go quickly, and stop the eldest brother from assassinating his father!"

Song Yunge shook his head: "No need for us to take action, there will be someone who will block the eldest prince."

"who?"

"I don't know which old monk came out of the temple." Song Yunge shook his head and said, "What a pity."

"What a pity?" Xie Ziying said hurriedly.

Song Yunge shook his head: "It's a pity that this old monk is going to die, isn't that a pity?"

"Then let's go and save him!"

"I'm afraid I can't save him."

"Gu Xian!" Xie Ziying said angrily: "Let's go!"

"Yes!" Song Yunge glanced at Xie Baige and flew away with Xie Ziying.

A moment later, when the two returned to the palace, they found that the guards outside the Duanhe Palace closely blocked the door and windows of the Duanhe Palace, as if they formed another wall.

An old monk with white beards and haggard face was fighting fiercely with the eldest prince Xie Baixuan.

Xie Baixuan's Yuxiao Lingyun Palm seemed to have lost its power, and its palm power disappeared before the old monk.

Xie Ziying was stunned.

This Yuxiao Lingyun Palm can block the Qiankun God-Destroying Circle. How can it be silently eliminated? What kind of magic is this?!

She turned her head and looked at Song Yunge.

Song Yunge shook his head solemnly and sent a message to the secret: "I have never seen such a magical skill, but the old monk is not right. This magical skill must have consumed life. Look at his vitality..."

"Yes." Xie Ziying nodded quickly.

She also saw that the old monk was withering rapidly, like an old tree coaxed by flames.

He is aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. At such a speed, he may die in a few moves.

"I'll help!" Xie Ziying's wrist shot out golden light again.

The Qiankun God Destroying Circle shot towards Xie Baixuan.

This forced Xie Baixuan to come out of his palm to fight, and he did not dare to let the Qiankun Destroying God Circle hit him.

As a result, the old monk's pressure was greatly reduced and his withering speed slowed down.

Song Yunge did not take action.

He knew that once he did it, Xie Baixuan would vent all his murderous intent on him.

Rather than doing this, it is better to stand by and watch.

"Amitabha!" Suddenly, a Buddha's name sounded like a bronze bell, resounding throughout the palace and spreading to everyone's mind.

Song Yunge knew something was wrong.

Suddenly, purple-gold light burst out from the old monk's body, his withered body quickly became full, and his old face quickly became younger.

In the blink of an eye, he changed from old age to young man, becoming a handsome young monk.

Sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and lips like pills.

He slowly pushed out his palm.

A huge palm suddenly appeared in the sky, and golden light appeared and faintly, as if it was covered with a layer of golden mist.

The golden light quickly contracted and condensed into the giant palm.

The palm lines of the golden giant palm are clear and clear, with fingers about one meter long and one person's waist thick, slowly falling down.

Xie Baixuan's face changed slightly, and he pushed up with his palms.

"Boom!" With a loud earth-shaking sound, all the guards of Duanhe Hall flew up.

Song Yunge stepped forward and stood in front of Xie Ziying, his clothes roaring like a strong wind.

The two were pushed flat by invisible force and retreated to the wall, pressing against the wall, almost being crushed.

Song Yunge has been standing in front of Xie Ziying.

Xie Ziying felt that there was Song Yunge in front and the wall behind, and she was about to be squeezed out.

"Well..." The pressure around her suddenly relaxed, and she let out a long sigh.

Song Yunge had already taken a step forward, and his big sleeves fluttered to block the violent force.

The power at this time is much smaller than before.

Xie Ziying looked over and felt the violent force blowing over, wanting to blow himself away.

She hurriedly shrank her head behind Song Yunge, and saw his body trembling. She knew that it was extremely difficult to resist, so she looked closely.
Chapter completed!