The road to finding my father was full of ups and downs, because this is the Netherland Garden, and some old guys who are rare and well-educated masters are all here. Will the thirty-three elves have their fathers in it? Yi Shuihan used his eyes to fatten him, but he did not find out. According to the words of septic blood, the elf who came in more than 20 years ago has become the last elder. The fighting elf Gagarin should not be his father, so only this elder and the elf gardener may be.

Without the Evil Emperor's shout, the old short man had already prepared, and was arrogant and arrogant. Although he was not big, he was astonishingly powerful. He walked forward step by step and soon approached the open territory of the elders.

What is the realm? In fact, it is the limit of the mental ability to release the spirit, which can be beneficial to its own attacks and actions within a certain range, but first of all, the mental power must reach a certain amount, that is, the seventh level. The elders seem to see that Yi Shuihan is a half-elf, and he has no time to deal with him even if the battle is about to happen. As long as there is no harm, it is fine.

The nearly invisible shadow gradually emerged as the old dwarf advanced. This should be his source ability, just like a black slap of more than four meters high on the huge extreme realm field. This black energy is like oily, very sticky and slippery. After slapping it, it never came down again. The elves elders obviously struggled to repel this black energy or matter. In short, they retreated ten meters collectively. Judging from their expressions, they were also very surprised. The elder in front of their head shouted, his sleeves bulged, and a layer of electric patterns swelled on his body. The electric grid formed in the field and covered the black slap.

The black ball became more and more intense, and there was no damage on the grid cover. Even taking advantage of this opportunity to turn into a black sword and shuttle into the realm. The humans and foreign masters behind the dwarf did not stand and watch the fun. They were releasing their spirits to hold the attention of the elves. Due to the fierce battle between the two sides, the spiritual domain of the elves had already appeared, as if they were large bubbles wrapped in a layer of ethereal water vapor. From the inside, it caused a little distortion of light.

The black sword body moved forward very slowly in the realm and was stopped after a while. Even so, the elders were not relaxed. They all exuded awesomeness and grabbed Yi Shuihan, who was quite serious and nervous.

Just when everyone thought that the dwarf had only a single move, he took another step, and it was this step that entered the extreme realm realm realm realm. The guy laughed wildly: "Ah haha. It's so easy to come in, let's play with me with long ears." His owl-like noisy sound stopped suddenly, and his body curled up in a shrimp-shaped bow. This posture cannot be achieved by ordinary people. Suddenly, his body shot out, and his head advanced into the realm. The black sword was extremely solid, more like the spear head snatched by an ancient knight. The dwarf cooperated with the black spear head to form a shaking force to attack the target, which was standing in front of the old elf elder. Judging from the standing position, the elf elder must be very respectful.

The extreme realm field swayed and defended the unexpected attack with all his might, but don’t forget that there was an evil emperor Leng Shan shed. Sure enough, the evil cultivator took action. His black short pestle flew into the air and "buzzed" and screamed. The surrounding space fell into a collapse with the extreme realm field as the center. The so-called collapse was caused by the distortion of the space caused by the absolute energy pressure. Judging from Yi Shuihan’s eyes, this short pestle is probably even more powerful than the sinking benevolence.

The tomb robbers could not think too much. The elf elder in front of him clearly avoided the short attack, but he still spat out a mouthful of blood, and the domain broke down.

The seven human masters were not young, and it seemed that they were all the leaders of various forces or heads of family. In order to cultivate, they simply found opponents to start fighting.

The most unlucky thing on the scene was Yi Shuihan. Elder Shak had long seen him, a half-elf bastard. He tried his best when he attacked just now, just waiting to deal with him to relieve his aura. The evil emperor Leng Shanran also "favored" Yi Shuihan, mainly because he hated him so much that his teeth were itchy.

The tomb robber is not stupid. The two old guys looked at him at the same time, and their hearts trembled. When did they not run away? He quickly started to move the Star Shuttle and rushed out of the battle circle. He reacted quickly enough, but unfortunately he forgot that there was an elf elder who was holding him. The elder was loyal to his duties. He was also suddenly confused when the incident happened. Before he could digest the fact that the extreme realm was broken, he flew out with Yi Shuihan.

After all, he was carrying an elf. He started a little slower, so he asked the evil emperor to seize the opportunity and shouted coldly: "Can you still run away? Here."

Suddenly, Yi Shuihan's eyes went black, and together with the elves who captured him fell into dust and fell into the elves city. The elves with war patterns were not easy to meet. They each found their opponents and started a melee. The elves with poor cultivation could only wait and see in the city. There was no level 8 or 9 to think about passing through that level of battle? It was tantamount to seeking death.

The Evil Emperor and Elder Shak were entangled by the elves. If they were to pursue the victory, Yi Shuihan's life would be over and was very miserable. Even now, he has tasted the power of the top masters. The mental attack came too quickly. Before he could release the halo of the gods, time had already arrived far away. His body felt like he had lost his airs and was extremely uncomfortable. Fortunately, his cultivation was not bad, so he survived. If he was not prepared, he would become an idiot.

The elf elder who fell down together stood up with his head in his arms. His cultivation was not very good. In this case, he stumbled and wanted to float up to participate in the battle. Unfortunately, the spirit of the Evil Emperor just now had a great impact on him. Before he could float up, he fell down again. He looked at the sky stupidly with a confused expression.

Yi Shuihan felt relieved when he saw the battle in the air. The elves still had the potential to do with three to one number, especially the five elves around the Evil Emperor took action together, and there was no possibility of getting out of here for a short period of time.

"This elder, do you know an elf who has been in for more than 20 years? I heard that he is the last elder." Yi Shuihan took this opportunity to ask.

"Are you looking for me? Alas, your cultivation is too poor, you can only sigh in the air."

Unexpectedly, the person you were looking for was around, Yi Shuihan was energetic. The elf in front of him was not old, and if he was among the elf, he couldn't even be considered a middle-aged man. The elf was a little stupid, and his intuition was not like his father. He asked, "Do you know a human woman named Yi Yaer?"

"No, how could I know humans? Although elves and they are of the same origin, they are no longer considered the same kind of life from a genetic perspective. The code stipulates that elves should be kept in simplicity, and the Milky Way has been persecuted to be so persecuted. Humans are overdeveloped and are very savage. Look at them, they actually pointed their finger at the City of Codex, hoping that the Elf Mother God will bless you. "This guy is very nagging. When did he even speak word by word? It's really a tomb robber who admires him, and he also wants to give him a Yumu head.

"Elder, do you know an elf gardener? He also came more than 20 years ago. Please point the direction in which city you are in." Yi Shuihan wanted to escape, but he did not forget to find me. The last target was over and leave quickly. Unless he hid in the Soul-breaking Valley, the Netherworld Garden would be unable to stay there. He provoked two old monsters, and either of them could not bear it.

In fact, Yi Shuihan no longer expects to gain something. The Milky Way is too big and there are too few clues. My mother is very strict and has not disclosed any information.

"Oh? I don't have much contact with other elves. Fortunately, the elves you mentioned may know. He is working in the flowerbed outside the Elder's Court. I can often see Mr. Madelan."

Yi Shuihan flew to the Elders' Courtyard. The mental attack he had just suffered was not light, his body was a little shaking, and he could only grit his teeth and persevere.

If the gardener is really a father, then take out the spaceship of the Xuanyuan Grand Duke, take the father to find a place to talk to. If it weren't for it, you would have to leave soon.

In less than five minutes, many humans, Shaq and catfish heads have arrived and joined the edge of the sky outside the city to fight. This is obviously a long-term plan to take action. There are also many elves in Codex City to fight, but they cannot guarantee that they will be defeated, so time is tight.

The most central building in the city can tell that it is the Elders' Courtyard and the flower garden is quite large. After sweeping around with his mental power, he found that there was only one lonely gardener left here because he was sitting on a small pear blossom tree, wearing a simple straw hat, and some pruned branches and leaves scissors beside him. The battle in the air seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he just took a rest for a while when he looked at the posture.

Yi Shuihan's eyes were a little straight. This was the last elf. Could it be his father? The gardener dressed very simply and was considered an old farmer among the elf. He had calluses on his hands. He was thicker and he was also entering the middle-aged elf stage. He was probably much older than Meilin.

The gardener obviously found that he suddenly broke into the outsider of the flower garden. The two of them had a look of each other. With a "bang", they felt their heart beating much faster. Yi Shuihan said intimately: "Why does this rare sense of intimacy look so much like a mother? Could it be..."

The mind was unstable and there was less precaution against the surroundings. The horticulturalist frowned slightly, and the evil emperor in the air hit him. If the Sinking Blade had not blocked it with the body of the weapon, Yi Shuihan would have been penetrated. However, the energy of the Sinking Blade had been consumed a lot and was still recovering. This caused Yi Shuihan to suffer a heavy blow. He was connected with the secondary artifact. He sprayed his chest with a mouthful of blood and was bounced out. He was just picked up by the horticulturalist who jumped from the tree.

"Child, you?" The elf gardener seemed to notice something and looked nervous.

The Blade of Destruction returned to his wrist and felt a little better. He seemed to be too careless. He said in a silence: "I am Yi Ya'er's child, half-elf... my mother died unexpectedly."

The three words Yi Yaer suddenly made the elf gardener stunned. When he heard the word death, it was like a bolt from the blue, either lost, painful or helpless, and finally his eyes fell on Yi Shuihan.

It is really despicable that the Evil Emperor in the Air has such a high level of cultivation to attack a junior. He is unhappy to find that he didn't kill the tomb robber, and he is even more interested in the secondary artifact Descent Blade.

"Haha, boy, you can't escape." The Evil Emperor Leng Shan turned around and had already taken off the attack of two tired elves beside him and flew towards the Elders' Courtyard. The distance between his sneak attack was not close, about a thousand meters away, but with this kind of cultivation, it would be like in front of him even if it was a few thousand meters away.

"I have a son, Ya'er gave me a place of birth. I don't know. It turns out that my sins have to be added to it. Why should I leave at the beginning? Why..." Yi Shuihan's biological father was a little unacceptable to reality. As soon as he finished speaking, the pear blossoms fell all over the trees, shattering into millions of petals.

After the Evil Emperor rushed over, he didn't even have a figure. He was a little scared. Could it be that his sensitivity to fight was reduced? Where is the person?

"You hurt this child. He is my son. I don't care about your battle, but you are wrong. You shouldn't attack him." A calm voice came from behind the Evil Emperor. The old monster said to himself: "Is the straw hat a master?"

He is indeed a master, and he is also a top master, but no one knows who the horticulturist is here.

The Evil Emperor had a very high cultivation level, and suddenly felt bad. He turned his body and opened his robe. He seemed to be hit by an invisible huge force. When he stopped, he turned around and saw that the thing he grabbed was a pink petal. He couldn't believe his eyes. Could it be that this small petal forced him back?

Yi Shuihan's father smiled. The father and son smiled very much, but Ma Delan smiled bitterly, his eyes were a little hazy, and there was no momentum or aura on his body. He just went to that end and contributed his petals to the entire garden, and a wonderful gravity floated up, and more and more.

"Child, you can come here with a bumpy journey. Dad, I'm sorry for you, mother and son. I'll wait for me here and come back soon." After saying softly, he turned around and left. Just a tear fell in the moment of turning around.

The floating petals were flying gracefully in search of a certain trajectory. Yi Shuihan was severely injured and his mind was miraculously improving. He looked outside the flower array.

Ma Delan slowly rose into the air and looked at the Evil Emperor for a moment and said calmly: "For so many years, the battle has disappeared from my heart. Today is fighting for my son. Have you heard that shrill voice? It was crying in the prehistoric world."

The plants in the entire Codex City changed, quickly stretched their figure, and were wrapped in a layer of red light to pump it into the sky. The sound of the air flow twitching was like a beast crying, and it was heartbroken to listen. This was an indiscriminate attack. The poor cultivation had long fallen, and the Evil Emperor had never dared to move. Few people could not see through the ground. The straw hat elves in front of him were just one, and no one could see the edge of the ground, and they even felt nothing in front of him.

Ma Delan raised his head slightly and said to everyone in the sky of the Code City: "The Stage of the Strong. Let the Others retreat." This sentence was as if it was deep in the spirit. If there were any disobedience, he hugged his head and fell down. Suddenly, there were not many people in the sky, and the same was true for the elves. There were only six pairs of people still fighting, the old dwarf, the catfish head, the elder Shaq. Three human masters, and six elders with profound cultivation.

The Evil Emperor flashed his broad robe and his gray beard floated. His hair was very bright and his skin was rosy, as if he was not as old as he imagined. His face emitted a black air in a few seconds. Only then did he realize that the hair was condensed into black air, but it was very realistic. He hung his hands with a short black pestle, which was rarely solemn.

The top master had a poor cultivation level and couldn't even understand it. Even Yi Shuihan was very energetic and could not keep up with the sensitivity feedback. He saw the roar of clouds in the distance, and instantly moved the battlefield far away. He opened his mouth and felt a trace of the evil emperor's aura, and then disappeared. As for his father's aura, he could not sense it at all.

The cloud stones collapsed one by one. If the Evil Emperor had no weapon to deal with it, he would have been defeated. He felt uncomfortable when he concentrated his spiritual thoughts. He could not have hurt a small person and actually led to a big fish. The elf in front of him was too powerful and it was very difficult to deal with it.

There is also a big difference when rising to the twelve rank. Just like Yishui Hanguang's ability to rely on the source is no less than that of the eighth-level master. In addition, the Star Soul Boarding Body can defeat people in the first rank. Due to the different development directions, the ability to use the source is also strange. Therefore, the combat power can only be seen after taking action. The name of this evil emperor is a bit arrogant, but it is only the last level in the twelve rank level. Yishui Handi's father is not good at comment. Just being silent can trigger the source ability, which is not something that the evil emperor can reach.

The battlefield is getting farther and farther away. No matter how the evil emperor uses his mental attack, it seems like a stone sinks into the sea, and he can't even touch the opponent at all, let alone physical attacks. The elves' comfortable pace in the air seems to be slow, but it is difficult to figure out, and they can only defend. Moreover, the elves' attacks are easy to pick up. Whether it is the marble particles ejected over or the virtual air blade, they are full of power. If you are careless, you may be penetrated.

After about ten minutes of confrontation, the Evil Emperor was nailed into a marble. He roared angrily and began to fight desperately.

All objects within a radius of 100 meters were crushed into powder by the evil emperor's mental power, and the short pestle showed a two-meter long shadow, which was much thicker at the same time. It looked like he was holding a shadow stick in his hand, and he rushed to his feet with great force, and stood up like he was inserted into the ground. Then the shadows around him quickly turned and revolved infinitely, creating an evil space.

Ma Delan was not in a hurry to take action, because he didn't dare to be restless. This evil emperor grew up and practiced in the Netherworld Garden. He was a figure 150 years ago. Now no one knows his real name. It is not easy to exist for such a long time. The short pestle in his hand is not a toy, but a magic weapon of evil cultivation two thousand years ago. It consumes life energy and is powerful when dangerous.

"Haha, elves, you are indeed powerful enough, but it's only that. I didn't expect that I would have a shadow of collapse, right? Isn't you still dead?" After saying that, the shadow expanded rapidly like a metal foam. This is a means of disintegration of space. Using the excessive form of positive and anti-matter space, it is difficult for people entering it to come out again. Of course, it is not a small price to activate this thing, and it can't be maintained for long with the spiritual power of the Evil Emperor.

The shadow formed a space bubble disappeared, and he looked around with a strong breath. The annoying elf was indeed destroyed, and there was no residue left. He was proud of himself, and a blue light flashed in front of him. The light was very beautiful, and it seemed to have colorful petals. He could finally feel the elf's aura, but how could this be possible?

I turned around and looked at the elf standing not far behind me. The straw hat was gone, and I was a little embarrassed. I must have been seriously injured. I was holding a ball of things in my hand, like a bracelet, with a blue light looking very beautiful.

"You?" The Evil Emperor was surprised. He just spoke up and found that he was wrong. His head turned around, but it was twisted at 180 degrees. His body did not turn around. He was wondering when he had such a strange ability. His whole body quickly decomposed into small particles. His moment of silence had turned into a breeze and left nothing.
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