"It's useless. If it doesn't get recognition, it can't be used." Mei Siren shook his head.

Xu Xiaoshou was silent for a moment.

The Lord of the Dao Palace is indeed the Lord of the Dao Palace!

The post-war exchanges within the Luoying world only lasted for a short period of time, when Xu Xiaoshou had the idea of ​​"if you can't get it, destroy it."

Light suddenly shines from the distance.

Mei Siren's eyes narrowed and Xu Xiaoshou's expression was complicated. They all knew that the enemy was coming!

The only word "box" that still had some spirituality left, suddenly the weak voice of No. 2 came out:

"Meisi people, I'll give you one last chance. You're out now. Let's forget about the past."

The teacher's face is really great...

After being beaten like this, No. 2 doesn’t want him to really stand on the opposite side of the Holy Temple...

That’s right, what if another lonely person comes and kills him on the Holy Mountain?

Xu Xiaoshou's emotions were complicated, and he didn't even know what choice Mr. Siren would make at this time.

"Shut up."

Mei Siren's state of mind remained unmoved and he said unmoved: "If I strike out with a sword again, I will definitely die, but you will definitely perish."

This extremely domineering declaration silenced No. 2.

After all, he only has the last trace of consciousness left in the Xuanxu Box, although it is difficult to completely die.

But Meisi people are not human!

He really has the ability to make the half-saint completely fall. After all, from the beginning of the battle to now, he has never used the second level of ancient swordsmanship.

Wouldn’t Meisi people know it?

impossible!

It is recorded in No. 2’s knowledge base that Meisi people have met long ago!

The reason why he hasn't struck out with the last sword yet is because he doesn't want to strike out and doesn't want to be exiled, not because he can't.

However, Gu Jianxiu is a lunatic, and he never knows when he will go crazy.

At this time, it is better not to irritate the other person.

"Teacher, it's time to run away." Xu Xiaoshou reluctantly advised him. This was a decision he had to make even if he didn't want to make it now.

"Where are you running to?" Mei Siren smiled, as if he was not worried about his own safety at all, "Your judgment is right. From the beginning, we couldn't run away. If we take action in advance, at least we still have it in our hands now."

Number two."

Xu Xiaoshou was not complacent and could only sigh.

Zui Yidian is really not the home court, and Mr. Si Ren is too restricted.

Who knows if Yan Wuse also has a mysterious box on his body?

It's not easy to cut the number two into such a state, and then face the peak half-saint Yan Wuse in his prime state...

The opponent doesn't even need to fight, he just throws two moves at random. If Mr. Si Ren resists, he will die as a result of the attack.

besides!

Since Yan Wuse, who asked for help on the second number, really received a response, is the other accomplice he mentioned before, Dao Qiongcang, really on Void Island?

This question cannot be pondered at all.

After thinking deeply, Xu Xiaoshou thought of the unreliable Eight Masters.

You agreed to do the trouble yourself, and he came out to tell the truth, so you really didn't forget it, right?

No. 2 himself used Mr. Si Ren as a chess piece to block him. If Yan Wushe comes back again, and Lao Ba can’t show up, who can compete with him?

Do I trust him too much... Seeing that Mr. Siren was staring at the light indifferently, Xu Xiaoshou tilted his head and asked again: "Teacher, are you the back-up man of the Eight Masters?"

"Backhand? What backhand?" The Meisi people faced a formidable enemy and didn't even look back.

It seems not... Xu Xiaoshou ignited a little hope, but he also felt that it was not the case.

But he is not even Mr. Si Ren. Where is the real back-up man of Ba Zunzun?

Damn it, come out quickly, I can't hold it anymore!

"Click."

Just when everyone was paying attention, a strange sound suddenly came from the distance, as if the time hand moved one step.

After that, the light that briefly came to the Sin Palace suddenly retreated back.

"?"

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

The people of Meisi didn't know why either.

While waiting for the second signal of hope of light, his consciousness began to tremble violently at the same time.

"impossible--"

It was no longer possible, the light disappeared.

On the ruins of Zhenhuang Palace, a golden figure appeared.

It’s not that it’s colorless, it’s the king of hell that threatens life—Yellow Spring!

Huang Quan did not come to Luoying Realm as a conscious body, but his true body appeared in this world.

The picture he saw was that in the colorful world of Luoying, there were many interesting consciousnesses floating around, as well as two real people, Meisi people and Xu Xiaoshou.

But this is secondary, it is an illusory but slightly embodied world of consciousness.

The real people in the real world are an orange masked man who was nailed to death in mid-air by the Holy Judgment Sword, a dumbfounded little ferret who is still recovering his body, a bronze cauldron and half a human body inside the cauldron.

"Five declines of heaven and man?"

Without saying anything, Huang Quan took the lead and walked up to the lifeless Tianren Wusei.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to explore whether the power behind the mask of the Five Declines of Heaven and Man was the real death.

But at this moment, Tianren Wushen said "Huh" and opened his eyes under the mask.

"Yellow Springs...Master..."

Huang Quan breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that I arrived at the right time. You are not dead yet."

I've already died once... The Five Deceivers of Heavenly Man said without any emotion: "Let's look at the others first. The three tribulations are difficult to see. The gates to the second plane are all here, and none of them are lost!"

Are they all there?

This is great!

Perfect start!

Huang Quan, who was in his prime state, looked at the slightly astonished Mei Si people in Luoying Realm and nodded slightly.

He turned his head and looked first at the semi-saint who seemed to be the only one present who still had fighting ability. "A person from the Holy Temple?"

"grumble!"

After being thrown out of the Fallen Realm, Mr. Han, who had only repaired less than half of his injuries, heard a strange scream, as if he was being targeted by death. He was under great pressure and said in a flurry of words:

"Don't touch me, uncle!"

"My lord Xu Xiaoshou, my lord's eight masters know me well, I am not from the Holy Temple!"

terrible.

What kind of situation is this?

Even the half-saints with time and space attributes are here?

After Master Han was thrown out, he had been reflecting on whether following Master Shou was really the best choice for a long time - he almost lost his life after a kick!

Now, he discovered that the water in the pit he had unknowingly stepped into was deeper than he had imagined!

The Heavenly Envoy of the Holy Temple...

By analogy with the eight ancient sword cultivators who are familiar with adults, the ancient sword cultivators are all lunatics...

And that damn Yan WuSe, he actually might be able to come over...

Oh my god!

I was just talking about it, I never thought that after escaping from the inner island, I would really blow up the Yan Wuse who had escaped!

The most important thing...

In the end, Yan Wuse only came halfway!

This light-based half-saint with absolute speed can also be forcibly reversed and replaced by this time-space attribute half-saint.

Mr. Han was speechless.
To be continued...