The white dress that fights for thousands of miles, the red color that beheads the heavenly maiden.

Nalan Rongruo's expression was as normal as she crossed her wargo, her figure moved, and before those two robberies thunderbolts had blasted down, she had directly rushed into those two robberies thunderbolts.

Nalan Rongruo so domineering strikes, straight to see below the blood riding forbidden army people a burst of heart and admiration, blood sobbing Cultivator is blood sobbing Cultivator, once the fight up, is still so domineering incomparable, decisive and merciless!

Xiahou Ba's face also changed slightly, he muttered under his breath: ''Indeed, passivity is never your character! Ai! Rong Ruo ah, back then, if you were like this, would the result between you two be like this today?"

Wei Wuji, who was watching with a furrowed brow, vaguely heard Xiahou Ba's mutterings, he opened his mouth and asked, "Uncle Xiahou, what did you say just now?"

"Oh, nothing, look at you." Xiahou Ba faintly replied back and then directly closed his mouth.

Wei Wuji looked at Xiahou Ba with a face of loneliness and suspicion, and seeing that he did look like he was dead set on not wanting to say anything more, he could only resign himself to this.

He looked up, only to see Nalan Rongruo has domineering and incomparable from that orange and yellow color robbery thunder rushed out, blood gas under the light of thunder, like a Cultivating God of War general suspended in the air.

At this moment, before those two robberies thunder dissipated, a green, a green, a blue, three ten thousand feet of thunder has been alternated to blast down.

Nalan Rongruo who had just rushed out from the orange and yellow thunder, before she had time to catch her breath, she was directly bombarded by those three thunderbolts, the power contained in the thunderbolts violently erupted, and Nalan Rongruo who had a haunting light of thunder all around her body was directly bombarded into the ground like a meteorite.

"Auntie!" Wei Wuji let out a cry of alarm, his figure moved to rush forward, yao, he only felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, in his ears came Xiahou Ba's low voice: "Don't be impulsive, your aunt is fine."

Wei Wuji struggled, but found that under the pressure of Xiahou Ba's mountain, he could not move the slightest bit.

Just as he was about to ask Xiahou Ba a few questions, he saw that in the pit where Nalan Rongruo had fallen, a figure had rushed out from below.

Nalan Rongruo's blood-red battle armor had been broken, and under the illumination of the thunder light, her concave and convex body was outlined to be even more moving with the white soft armor, which was emitting a bit of starlight.

"Gold Silk Dragon Scale Armor!" Xiahou Ba softly spat out a sentence, yao, his expression moved, staring at Nalan Rongruo in the air with a strange color on his face.

Only to see the Nalan Rongruo suspended in the air let out a loud cry, a monstrous battle aura violently erupted from her body, suspended above her head, that pole of blood-colored wargo seemed to be on fire at the moment, ten thousand zhang of blood light rushed up to the sky.

"Zhentianjiao!"

Nalan Rongruo let out a low drink, she reached out and held the blood-colored wargo above her head, and violently swung it forward, at that moment, the ten thousand feet of blood light above her head violently shrunk, as she swung, a pole of ten thousand feet of bloodgo, which had condensed and transformed into a reality, had already decapitated towards the three robberies that were once again smashing down.

A blinding light snapped on from the sky.

The crowd below closed their eyes, the light was too dazzling, Wei Wuji felt that if he hadn't closed his eyes in time, it would have probably caused damage to his eyes.

Only Xiahou Ba looked at the dazzling light with fascination, and muttered with infinite emotion, "White clothes battle for ten thousand miles, red face beheads heavenly beauty!"

With some sadness and regret, he softly said, "It's been more than ten years, ever since he left, you haven't used this move again! Rong Ruo ah Rong Ruo, I can't imagine that after so many years have passed, you are still so deeply in love with him, so what is the point of this!"

Finally hearing it clearly, Wei Wuji came to Xiahou Ba's body with a flash, his back turned to the flash in the sky, and with a serious face, he said to Xiahou Ba, "Uncle Xiahou, please also tell Wuji, who is that him in the end?"

Xiahou Ba was stunned as he looked at Wei Wuji with a serious face in silence, his eyes wavering for a while.

In the end, he still sighed long and helplessly and said, "Well, sooner or later you will know, so there is no harm in telling you."

Seemingly recalling some past events, Xiahou Ba paused before speaking out, "His name is Wen Liangyu, and his person is just like his name, warm and dashing as jade."

Although the four people of Wind Forest and Fire Mountain of the Blood Rider Forbidden Army have always been unwilling to mention that person again, but every time that person is mentioned, Xiahou Ba is still the same as in the past, and said with a face of admiration, "His natural ability and talent is also the highest that I have seen in my life."

Wei Wuji asked, "How high?"

Xiahou Ba said in a deep voice, "He activated the Divine Sense Space when he condensed his own life's Qi, completed his physical strengthening in three years, and entered the half-step reincarnation from the beginning stage of Body Transformation, and was regarded by Murong Wentian of Heavenly Blade Sect as the goal to catch up with in his whole life, and also is the youngest Commander-in-Chief of the Blood Rider Forbidden Army since its establishment, so what do you say about this kind of natural talent?"

Wei Wuji drew in a breath of cold air, and he realized that the person Nalan Xiongxue had said that he had activated the Divine Sense Space when he condensed the Essence of Life Qi was referring to this person.

He calmed his heart and sincerely exclaimed, "Indeed unattainable!"

Xiahou Ba also nodded approvingly and said, "Therefore, several of us agreed that only that kind of him is worthy of your aunt, but unfortunately ..."

Xiahou Ba shook his head and let out a long sigh, infinite sighs, seemingly unwilling to mention it again.

Wei Wuji said sharply, "He died?"

Xiahou Ba froze at his words and said angrily, "Bullshit, when did Laozi say that he died."

Wei Wuji touched his nose in embarrassment, he flicked his mouth towards Xiahou Ba in dissatisfaction, can you blame me for this? You yourself just made that person sound so powerful and then came up with a sentence of pity, anyone would think so, okay?

Suddenly, his face changed and he said in a deep voice, "Could it be that he failed my aunt?"

Xiahou Ba nodded and didn't say anything else, but one could still feel that a trace of anger flashed across his face.

Sure enough, it was like this!

Wei Wuji angrily said, "Where is that bastard now?"

Xiahou Ba shook his head and did not answer.

Wei Wuji asked word for word, "Uncle Xiahou, where is he?"

Xiahou Ba stared at Wei Wuji and said in silence, "He went to the Immortal Race in order to pursue that Supreme Realm."

Wei Wuji's pupils shrank as he clenched his hands violently, making a cackling sound as he coldly said, "What realm was he in when he left?"

Xiahou Ba said, "Reincarnation three revolutions, initially opening up the Reincarnation Realm!"

Wei Wuji inwardly a shake, more than ten years ago, that is to say, that is only afraid of their own or a small hair child just, that person less than thirty will already be the reincarnation three turns of the great powers, this natural talent is really amazing.

He took a deep breath and said, "What weapon did he use?"

"A sword."

"What kind of Qi does he raise? What is the quality?"

"Sharp Gold Qi, extremely high quality."

"What is his strongest technique?"

"Many, the strongest would be his self-created Blood Battle Miles."

Answering here in one breath, Xiahou Ba could not help but frown, "What do you kid want?"

Wei Wuji raised an eyebrow and said absolutely, "We will always meet in the future."

Although Wei Wuji did not say the rest of his words, Xiahou Ba already understood Wei Wuji's meaning, he was actually planning to seek justice for Nalan Rongruo when he met Wen Liangyu in the future.

Xiahou Ba looked at Wei Wuji's face, which was still a bit young, but was a piece of boldness, and couldn't help but let out a dark praise inwardly: "No wonder, the old master will think so highly of you!"

The dazzling light finally dimmed, and the crowd opened their eyes again, only to see that the three robberies in the sky had dissipated, and Nalan Rongruo was suspended in the air like a god of war.

At this moment, her face couldn't see half a bit of relaxation, instead, a trace of gravity appeared.

Because, a purple thunderbolt that was countless times smaller than all the previous robberies, was slowly winding its way from the depths of the clouds.

Xiahou Ba's face was also grave as he let out a low gulp, "The most crucial time has come."

Wei Wuji was stunned, his divine sense moved and swept towards the purple thunderbolt that had slowly come over Nalan Rongruo without a sound.

He didn't know that it was fine if he didn't sweep it, but once he did, he couldn't help but change his color.

That small as a snake in the purple thunderbolt contains the power, I'm afraid than before that a few robberies thunder combined but also much stronger, especially one of the hidden power, even let him deep in the heart of his brow of the body of the divine sense of a shudder, feel incomparable palpitations.

A thought violently flashed through Wei Wuji's mind, could it be that the tiny purple thunderbolt was targeting not only the human body, but even the divine sense of a person would not be spared!

Before he could open his mouth to seek clarification, Xiahou Ba's voice had already sounded again.

He said with incomparable caution, "Whether or not it will work depends on this last Divine Sense Heavenly Punishment."

At this moment, the grave-faced Nalan Rongruo took a deep breath as she slowly raised the wargo in her hand, and as her brow lit up, a figure had emerged from between her brows.

The same snow-white jade-like soft armor, the same concave and convex body, the same clear and beautiful face, and the same blood-boiling iron blood wargo.

That figure was simply identical to Nalan Rongruo.