The Skill of Dragon Breaking the Nine Heavens

Inside the Zixiao Palace, two women, Bai Yuluo and Bai Ruobing, were standing on top of a small hill, and beside them stood an old man with white beard and hair. All three of them looked at the battle outside the formation at the same time, as well as those within the formation. Those same sects, one by one, are struggling to die.

The expressions of the sisters were very worried. Although their father did not come out in retreat, their mothers were all fighting outside.

In fact, they don't know too much, why do they fight for life? Although they are sixteen or seventeen years old, they have never left Zixiao Mountain since they were born, and no one in the sect told their two little girls about these things.

Moreover, they have a special bloodline and grow slowly, which is actually the same mentally. It's not that they are stupid, but that they grow slowly, but they are born with a high point.

Although they don't quite understand, they are still very worried about their mothers, and they also hate those outside who attacked Zixiao Palace. Why did they come to kill?

"Grandpa Fang, where did these bad guys come from? They are so cruel. I saw a lot of fellow teachers and uncles... They were all killed, woo..." Bai Yuluo looked at and started She shed tears, and asked the old man on the side.

Although Bai Ruobing didn't cry out, his eyes were red, and those uncles were always very kind to them. Such good people, why should those bad people kill?

They don't understand why they want to kill someone?

Seeing the uncles and uncles who usually love them very much, and some older elders are fighting in blood, and some of them have already died in battle, they are really sad. I also want to go out to fight and kill those bad guys.

But their mother refused, and the other elders refused, so Grandpa Fang was allowed to accompany them.

"These people are all great demon. They want to kill everyone in the God Realm!" The old man's voice was also a bit excited, with hatred in his voice, but he didn't say much. He didn't want to let a few The child is so small, it is too affected.

I didn't want to take them out to watch, but I couldn't help them both.

The old man is Fang Yun, the first caster of the Zixiao Palace. The Zixiao Palace is a sect known for alchemy. Yes, but he will certainly not be completely involved in casting. On the contrary, this aspect is also necessary. Much better than the average sect.

After all, in terms of formation, they themselves already occupy a great advantage.

"Grandpa Fang, our sisters have to go out to kill the enemy! We have to go out to help our mother, help the uncles and uncles!" Bai Ruobing's face was full of anger, and his tone was cold.

"That won't work, you are still small, and your strength is not enough. When you grow up, you will have the opportunity to kill the enemy and kill the demon heads." Fang Yun quickly persuaded, he didn't dare to let these two little ancestors go out. , Even though their realm has actually reached the real **** realm, but the real **** realm is far from enough on this battlefield.

Not to mention that the two of them have almost no combat experience.

Besides, how did he explain to Elder Bai? How to explain to the two ladies?

Moreover, he himself was totally reluctant. Fang Yun himself had no offspring in his entire life. His partner had died a long time ago, and he did not leave him a man and a half girl. After the birth of Bai Yuzhe's two daughters, he has always been very affectionate, but at the beginning he shouted to build master artifacts for them.