No need to speak out, no need to confirm.

Just like Cao Erzhu could tell at a glance that he was a good person, Mei Si people could also tell at a glance that this was his student.

How did Xu Xiaoshou end up like this?

He was beaten until only a residual thought was left attached to these artifacts, and he was dying.

Not only Cao Erzhu...

At this moment, Mei Siren's eyes were a little red!

The heart is full of three-point energy, and the sword's intention is to kill suddenly.

In Qingyuan Mountain, snowy leaves in the surrounding forests and fields danced and turned into low whirlpools, as if a storm was beginning to brew.

Cao Erzhu calmed down and took a look. He felt that it was very similar to the Qinghe Sword World that the old man had demonstrated.

However, the old man's Qinghe Sword Realm was transformed from the water of the waterfall, but the old god's Qinghe Sword Realm was taken from countless mountains.

Each has his own merits!

They are all magical means!

Dad, your soul is in heaven, you can rest in peace...

Dao Qiongcang turned a blind eye to all the changes around him, gently turned the Tianji Sinan, and said slowly:

"It was stated in the battle report of Rao Yao Yao after her death that one night in Dongtian King City, she visited you and asked you... You have no intention of joining the game!"

"But on Void Island, there are your handwritings. Neutrality is no longer there. You have already favored the side of the Holy Slave."

"So, I would like to ask..."

Dao Qiongcang looked cold and solemn, thundering on the ground, and asked loudly:

"In today's situation, you, the enlightened swordsman of the Holy Emperor family, should be a friend of the Holy Temple. How should you explain it?"

With a bang, the snowflakes and fallen leaves that were condensed with the sword's will were completely destroyed by this drink.

Cao Erzhu retreated slowly.

He saw that Uncle Wei's power had reached its peak at this moment, breaking the old god's influence on the environment of Qingyuan Mountain.

But the people of Meisi were never dismissed by Dao Qiongang in a few words.

In his eyes, there is no difference between the Tao Qiong Cang and the Rao Yao Yao who visits the first floor of the sky at night.

Mei Siren looked away from the remains of the Tianji Puppet, his eyes turned cold, and his momentum surged upward.

"Where the Tao lies, righteousness is at the forefront, and where the sword points, the teacher has the right direction!"

"You are a young, yellow-tongued child. If you dare to ask me for an explanation, I can give it to you."

"But I also want to ask you..."

The Meisi people could only take one step forward, their beards and hair flying, and their long robes dancing like hunting.

When the storm came, the snowy leaves in Qingyuan Mountain were all over the sky in an instant, rolling upwards, like turning into a world of wind and snow.

Every snowflake, every stone, every leaf in this world is the embodiment of a sword, blooming with the sharpness of its sheath.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Cao Erzhu was frightened by the old god's sudden burst of momentum.

What's even more frightening is that he can hardly hold the sword box in his hand, and the sword inside seems to be shaking crazily.

When the Meisi people stepped into the air with one step and their sleeves fluttered...

"Keng!"

The sword sounds in Qingyuan, and the city moves to the sky.

The purple-red three-foot sword in the sword case turned into a rainbow, breaking through the flying snow and rising through the clouds from the sky.

The Meisi people stood high in the sky, holding the Taicheng sword, and the sword tilted under the silver moon.

Amidst the loud noise, the ferocious sword elephant slowly rose up from behind him, dressed in magnificent splendor, with nine swords lingering in the world of mortals. He stepped on the ghost king of the ten palaces, with snow falling on his head to pay homage. He held the blue unparalleled giant and opened his eyes.

Angry-eyed King Kong.

When the sword elephant fully stretched out its majestic body, it was covered by the green darkness and the moonlight lost its brightness.

It roared, crossed its swords in the air and slashed, and the storm raged across the sky, seeming to vent its endless depression and anger.

The response from the Meisi people followed melodiously, spreading throughout the world and spreading in all directions:

"Dao Qiongcang, you hurt my student, how should you explain it?!"
Chapter completed!