Behind the two of them, a slightly strange voice sounded:

"Two friends, are you very anxious?"

who!

Yue Gongli's pupils trembled, human voice?

There is a third person's voice in the Yin spirit coffin. Damn, don't scare me. I'm afraid of ghosts...

anxiety?

This voice, Brother Anxiety?

Xu Xiaoshou was also surprised, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen the "Ancient and Modern Wangyou Tower" just now?

etc!

Yes, the spare hatred is here!

There is help. What am I arguing with this caesarean section man here? Are we trying to self-destruct?

"Stop, stop!"

Xu Xiaoshou became anxious, and opened up his devouring power, taking the lead in sucking the blasting source seed into his stomach, "It's Kong Yuhen, ten of them! We can be saved, we can be saved!"

Spare time to hate?

Yue Gongli glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a jade-faced scholar, dressed in blue and white robes, elegant, and looking extremely frail.

After a moment of confusion, he remembered who Kong Yuhen was.

Yue is drunk and full of hatred, the most mysterious one among the ten?

But on the opposite side, Xu Xiaoshou had retracted all the explosive source seeds, and he had already used his own moves, which was like being flooded and unable to recover.

The Relic of God has been closed, and half-saints will die here. If Xu Xiaoshou is killed now, there is no possibility of resurrection.

That being the case, simply...

The seal broke through the power of time. Yue Gongli's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and at the same time he saw Xu Xiaoshou's mouth opened, with a fierce light shining in his throat.

"Haha." Yue Gongli came back and smiled sarcastically.

Is it difficult to collect water?

nonexistent.

"Reverse style·shu transforms yin and yang."

With his ten fingers, he made a strange move, and the chaotic and out-of-control energy, like a docile kitten, was absorbed back into the sea of ​​qi in Yue Gongli's body.

Good guy...

Xu Xiaoshou was horrified to see this.

Such terrifying energy, with the power of the three ancestral sources embedded to this extent, can it still be easily recovered?

Are you really disgusting, Yue Gongli? You have hidden so much for so long and never made a move. Are you really waiting to fuck me from behind?

Instead of waiting for you to fuck me behind my back, I’d rather send you to hell right now in front of me!

"go."

Xu Xiaoshou felt a bulge in his throat, and the explosive seed that he couldn't swallow was ejected again.

The expression of the moon palace changes drastically, the fingertip seals turn again, the yin and yang retreat late, and the yin and moon return.

"Third Ancestor Seal, Cuiyinzhiyue, go!"

Kong Yu hated that he couldn't stand it any longer, and when Kong pointed out, the avenue rippled.

"Certainly!"

"retreat!"

"Return!"

Three words settled.

When the blasting source seeds and the three ancestral seals were stuck, they were stopped and forced back, one in the mouth and one in the hand.

"Haha." Yue Gongli turned his hand and regained his strength without any embarrassment.

"Haha, you are very powerful." Xu Xiaoshou's Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't know whether he had swallowed the thing or not.

"Both of you."

Kong Yuhen's face became more helpless, "Stop it, it's too..."

These were the two most anxious players he had ever seen in his life. They were so defensive that their throats were filled with fear.

"I'm going to give my brother Yu Hen some face."

Xu Xiaoshou took the initiative to swallow it, and his devouring power was greatly expanded. The blasting energy that could not be stopped in the past was easily recovered.

Yue Gongli's fox eyes suddenly looked a little more shocking.

Good guy!

Is this the Devouring Body, the first of the five great bodies?

If this child is not eliminated, the consequences will be endless...

But Kong Yuhen only showed a few hands, and his understanding of time and space was too great.

I am not familiar with this person to begin with, and if I persist, I will only push him completely into Xu Xiaoshou's camp.

If the two of them join forces and do not deal with the Diying Holy Strain, but instead deal with themselves, they will never get any good results.

"I've heard for a long time that the name of the Ten Seats Is Empty and I Hate, but when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary." Yue Gongli clapped his hands and dissipated the energy, as if nothing had happened just now.

He wanted to say a few more polite words...

"Boom boom boom!"

The Yin spirit coffin was suddenly blown away.

The wall of the coffin swept across the walls of the coffin and the Six Marrow Corpse King smashed towards Xu Xiaoshou, passing through the empty space and heading towards him.

Just as Yue Gongli was about to get away, he saw Xu Xiaoshou's body falling "out of control" and his thigh turned into a sharp knife slashing at him, "Oops."

"Xu Xiaoshou, you are shameless and shameless!"

Yue Gongli roared angrily and quickly dodged away.

Boom boom boom boom…

The accident did not come suddenly.

Seeing that the energy of the two people in the coffin had stopped, the branches of the Diying Sacred Plant realized that it was impossible to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, so they launched a fierce attack.

The coffin was drawn from east to west, from south to north, crossing endless space in an instant. Occasionally, Taixu and half-saints appeared from nowhere...

Before he could react, he was drowned in the tsunami of branches.

There were no screams.

"ah--"

Inside the Yin Ling coffin, Xu Xiaoshou hugged Kong Yuhen's thigh.

"ah--"

Seeing this, Yue Gongli also hugged Kong Yuhen's lap.

The two clumsy guys knew that it was impossible for them to concentrate on dealing with the Holy Strain without the help of the other person, and at the same time they shouted miserably:

"Brother Anxiety, help!"

"Brother Yu Hen, save me. I can give you anything you want. I can give you anything Xu Xiaoshou can't!"

Brush! Brush!

Both of them have gone through the time and space, as if they are not in the same time and space.

The Yin spirit coffin took the two ghosts away, and the remaining hatred also penetrated inexplicably. The branches of the ancestral tree seemed to see nothing, chasing the coffin and punching and lashing, ignoring him.

"Help!"

"do not go--"

At this moment, hearing such a call, Kongyu hesitated.

He heard his friend's call and came over.

He watched a play and found that there was not much need for him to appear.

He is now wondering if the best option is to turn around and leave?

Kong Yuhen did not hesitate for a long time, and then took a step back, his figure became illusive...

"Kaka!"

The space made a sluggish sound, and time could not turn like a rusty gear.
To be continued...