…

The smile actually didn't disappear, it just shifted.

When Xu Xiaoshou saw Xiaoyu smiling, he understood that he had avenged the heart-wrenching revenge that Bei Huai had given her.

"It should be pretty cool, right?"

"I'm pretty happy too. But if I really say these words, I'm pretty good at it..."

Tutting his tongue, Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the passive value library where he had feasted, then drew back his legs and looked at the battlefield.

After Shen Yi's attack, he did not take advantage of the victory and his state fell directly from the peak to the bottom.

He retreated into the gate of hell.

When he came out again, he had returned to the image of a bald and shirtless man, and landed next to Xu Xiaoshou on the throne.

Xu Xiaoshou is already very tall. His figure is not overly strong, but he is also extremely well-proportioned and slender, not to mention sitting on such a ostentatious golden throne.

But next to the bald man who was as thick as an ox, the golden throne seemed to have lost its light, like a broken wooden stool.

God also didn’t look back and said indifferently:

"Kid, close the door, what are you putting there?"

"Being frightened, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou didn't even notice the coldness in Shen Yi's eyes, but now he felt like his spirit had been bitten hard by ants, and even his back was feeling cold.

"Let me go, let me go..."

He stood up in a hurry and pushed the throne under Shen Yi's butt, "Brother, sit down, sit down..."

Shen Yi turned to one side, glared at this boy who had no sense of inferiority, and stepped on the golden throne with a bang, full of violence.

"I am not the real body, and the hungry ghost path cannot remain open."

"Bei Huai is already a Holy Emperor after all, not like he was during the Tenth Throne Period. Otherwise, I just hit him with one punch and could crush his entire soul body."

After clicking his tongue, Shen also raised his fist, and his words contained a hint of unfinished meaning:

"But let's not talk about it. This experience is really not much. During the battle of the ten thrones, I only punched this person once, and I punched the others."

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the crumbling golden throne that was trampled under his feet, and his neck shrank.

All right.

This is the boss!

He was moved by Shen Yi's words again and raised his head to look at the horizon.

Tianbian Beihuai's huge soul body was completely dislocated, and his head was hit to the back.

His soul body completely collapsed, and the dark green blood overflowed from the dense wounds, but it did not drip, but was reabsorbed bit by bit.

He was set head-on on the boundary wall of the Soul Binding Realm that he had opened in the Four Symbols Secret Realm, but his eyes were fixedly staring down.

Or……

The only one staring at him from beginning to end was Xu Xiaoshou!

"Locked, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath and hid his face of shock.

With just one punch, Bei Huai is still alive!

If it were anyone else, the reincarnation passage would be destroyed by God!

Is this the intensity of the incarnation of the Holy Emperor's thoughts? This is just an incarnation!

But with a glance, Xu Xiaoshou felt relieved.

Bei Huai is just an incarnation of the Holy Emperor's thoughts, so why is God more than just a virtual image?

Among these ten thrones, there really is no weak person!

"Is there any way to keep you in the hungry ghost realm in this state?" Xu Xiaoshou asked hurriedly.

"have."

"any solution?"

“But it’s expensive.”

Very expensive?

Xu Xiaoshou was briefly confused. What kind of trick is this?

"The 'hungry ghost path' among the six paths can reverse the spirit and flesh, turning all my output and damage into the state of my soul."

"But before opening it, you need to swallow a large amount of elixir to enhance the soul. It is best to be a holy elixir, otherwise it will swallow your own soul and increase your strength."

"I just threw one punch, and it cost me about a hundred years of wealth from a Taixu family."

"But Xiang'er is not here, and I didn't swallow the holy medicine, so I can only punch once. Any more will damage the foundation..."

"Well, she won't let me do that."

After a pause, Shen Yi looked over and added the last sentence meaningfully: "So in the way of ancient martial arts, talent seems to be the main thing, but in fact it is the second. Xiang'er is the most important."

It’s not Xiang’er that’s important, it’s Lingjing that’s important!

The corners of Xu Xiaoshou's eyes twitched, and he was already feeling pain in his flesh before bleeding...

Sure enough, wild beasts are not so easy to control, and the price is very high!

But looking at the Beihuai spirit body on the horizon that was gradually regaining its mobility, he let out a long sigh:

"I'm sorry, God, but I may have taken offense."

"What?"

"From now on until the battle is over, you can treat me as your Xiang'er."

"?"

Shen Yi raised his eyebrows high and almost knocked the brat to the ground without punching him.

Soon, he realized that he had misunderstood.

Xu Xiaoshou turned his hand, and a holy medicine appeared in his palm.

It is easy to tell from the breath that this is the holy medicine that enhances the soul - what is needed to open the path of hungry ghosts!

"you……"

God was also stunned for a moment.

He was just talking about it. In fact, he had never tasted the holy medicine many times.

Xiang'er isn't even that rich. He can find holy medicines at any time, just to keep taking them, and keep turning on Liudao to feel good.

Even if Shen Yi opened the Hungry Ghost Path in the past, he would swallow a large amount of third- and fourth-grade throne elixirs that enhance the soul at once.

After all, there are only a few disgusting people who practice Shenhun Dao.

But Xu Xiaoshou...

What is written on his face at this moment is clearly...

I!

Xiang Yao Yao·The Ultimate Edition!

Xu Xiaoshou shook the holy medicine in his hand and felt confident.

He violently pulled the golden throne at Shen Yi's feet back, threw his butt in, and raised his chin: "How many punches can this one take?"

There was a blazing fire in Shen Yi's eyes, and he no longer cared about closing the door and the throne: "As for the holy medicine, it was just like that... one plant and one punch."

"What about now?" Xu Xiaoshou's eyes also lit up, and he crossed his legs, turned his hands, and inferred what happened in his palms, turning into three sacred soul medicines.

"Three punches!"

"What now?"

"Ten punches!!"

"First give him ten punches, and you'll get one for every ten. You can play with the extra ones, and I'll still have them if you're happy with them!" Xu Xiaoshou said the boldest words with heartache, and stood up, holding the hand in both hands.

Eleven soul elixirs have passed.

He definitely didn't dare to throw it over.

He was just pretending, but he was about to go too far. Shen Yi's fist hit him on top of his head - it was really a big blow, two big ones!

Shen Yi's two palms as big as a casserole can't hold the eleven soul elixirs of different shapes in his hands, and there are even trees among them!

He didn't even know what nice names each of these eleven strange but definitely delicious things had, but Xu Xiaoshou came up with it like a magic trick.

Shen Yi's breathing became heavier.

He thought of the stingy Xiang Yaoyao, and looked at such a generous Shou'er in front of him...
To be continued...