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Two hundred and three storms continue

Seeing that Qingqing's injury was not serious, Locke also felt relieved, and then endured the pain and looked at Bai Hui.

How many times has the lotus-like face appeared in dreams? Now I can finally take a look at it!

Luo Sen and others were also very tactful and did not disturb them. After checking Qingqing's injuries for a while, they stood quietly aside. The gray cat in Jia Sili's arms stared at Qingqing with big eyes, and then raised her hair on the corpse on the side.

"Little guy, it seems that I didn't love you in vain." Qingqing took the gray cat and said with a smile.

Under the White Tower and in the pavilion, Locke and Bai Hui sat opposite each other. The two looked at each other quietly without saying a word. Thousands of words could only turn into silence at this moment!

"You...you are suffering!" After holding it in for a while, Locke had only one sentence.

"Puchi!" Bai Hui couldn't help laughing and said, "His Majesty the Dark Pope will also be speechless."

Can you really get freedom now? Although Bai Hui is very anxious, Ye knows that he is just to perfunctory Locke. Once he leaves, his life will not be so easy. How could Locke not know these simple truths? He is now able to see the woman in front of him again.

Although Bai Hui smiled sweetly, there was still a hint of sorrow in her eyes.

"Don't worry! I will definitely give you freedom in the future, and no one can limit you. Not only can you visit the five continents, but you can even wait and see the endless sea."

"How boring it is to visit alone!" Bai Hui said with a smile.

"Then I'll accompany you..." Locke's face turned red without completely blurting out his words.

Bai Hui didn't know that the willfulness and persistence of the past completely imprinted himself in the heart of the boy.

"Haha, okay! Then you can accompany me to visit the mountains and rivers of the earth," Bai Hui said, "But now you have to consider how to leave here. It is impossible for those elders to watch you leave."

Locke nodded, and the next storm would be even more violent. However, looking at the woman in front of him, even if the sky collapsed and the earth was broken, he was fearless.

"Locke's little thief!" He said whatever he said. An angry rumbling sounded, completely interrupting the conversation between the two.

Lock raised his brow and stood up. Even the gods might not be able to help but be angry. His eyes flashed coldly and he stared straight into the distance.

Luo Sen and Fei De scattered their violent aura at the same time, "It's true that everyone in the western continent will be able to bully me!" The two of them were angry at the same time, and the vast and powerful aura spread in all directions like a tide. The Aoyue Empire repeatedly sent strong men to target Lock, which is known to everyone in Sima Zhao.

The temperature rose sharply, and the intention of killing permeated the sky! Three rays of yellow, white and red were slackening with powerful auras, and appeared in front of Luo Sen and others in the blink of an eye.

Judging from the clothing, these three people are from the Yellow Clan, Bai Clan and Chi Clan. Judging from the breath, the three people are much better than the Yellow-robed ancestor.

"Nine-level peak!"

All three were old men. The yellow-robed ancestor had the strongest aura and the oldest. His shriveled skin was against the bones, like a mummy. The other two were also old men in their sixties. Although the three men's clothes were simple, everyone from all ethnic groups present knelt down to pay homage.

"Be careful, these three people are all Supreme Elders, and they have been in the ninth level for more than two hundred years," Bai Hui reminded in a low voice.

What puzzled Locke was that everyone had bowed down, but Bai Hui did not. But at this time he could not ask more questions. The other party came with murderous intent in order to kill himself.

"Haoyue Empire, hahaha!" Locke laughed and walked out of the pavilion.

"Little thief, don't think that the empire is going to kill you. It's just us who want to kill you," said the elder of the Yellow Robe. They didn't want the Haoyue Empire to gain a bad reputation for bullying the weak.

"Are you also killing me with your personal reputation?" Locke sneered.

"Not bad! Old Ancestor Huang Tao has been with us for hundreds of years. Do we want us to pretend to be indifferent when we see him die under his nose? Even if you are a guest of the Haoyue Empire, you will never escape death today!"

Looking at the three ninth-level peak powerhouses with murderous intent, Luo Sen and Fei De's faces were full of solemnity. It seems that this time it is in danger!

How could Locke not know? But even if he couldn't beat him, it would be a problem to escape. Luosen is a ninth-level magician, and Feide, Jiasli, Qingqing and others can fly. Although the three of them are strong, they are all warriors after all.

Since he was unable to compete, he had to run away. Thinking of running, Locke couldn't help but turn his head to look at Bai Hui again, but Bai Hui was no longer sure where to go.

Jia Sili transformed into a silver dragon and flew to the sky first with Rushuang and Gray Cat. She was too lazy to pay attention to this dragon, one person and one cat, and the three ninth-level powerful men were too lazy to pay attention to it and let it go. The three of them had only one purpose, which was to kill Locke.

When they learned that Locke had reached the peak of the sixth level in just three years and caused all kinds of storms in the western continent, the Supreme Elder of the Haoyue Empire decided that this son would never be kept. If it was another three years, this son should be able to enter the eighth level. If it was ten years, no one in the Haoyue Empire would be able to fight against it. They knew Locke's style of conduct, and anyone who was involved would undoubtedly die. This is a cancer. If you don't go out now, there will be endless troubles in the future.

"Do it!" said the old man in yellow robe, taking the lead, and the yellow light flashed and rushed towards Locke. Chi and Bai were not slow, but rushed towards Locke.

"You are also worthy of being called a ninth-level strongman. The three of them joined forces to kill a sixth-level young man!" Fei De shouted coldly, opened his mouth and squirted out a white horse, shooting directly at the old man in white robe. Luo Senze waved his sleeves and condensed a huge ice wall in front of Luoke.

Locke did not dare to slack off at all and used his flying magic to fly high. With the ice wall blocking, the three of them couldn't help but slow down. Locke took this opportunity to rush straight into the sky.

"It's not that easy to escape!" The old man in the yellow robe kicked on the ice wall with force, jumped up, and followed Lock like lightning. Lock's flight speed was much worse than that. The old man in the red robe followed closely, and the old man in the white robe was dragged down.

Listening to the sharp sound of breaking through the air under his feet, Locke was shocked. The soul power in the jade ring was activated, and the Dragon Staff was tightly held in his hand. Even so, the ninth-level strongman would be wiped out as soon as he touched it easily.

Fei rushes to the old man in white robe, and the two fight fiercely. Luo Sen condenses a cold ice gun and follows the old man in yellow robe immediately behind Locke. The green and dark golden eyes seemed to be about to spit fire, staring at the two lights chasing Locke, but there is no action. I don’t know if she is too seriously injured or what.
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