"Um?"

All three disks are on.

In the void, there was a light buzzing sound.

Xu Xiaoshou was happy when he heard this, and was quite proud of himself. However, after experiencing the extraordinary strength of the third person in swordsmanship recognized in the Sword God Era, he really didn't dare to be presumptuous this time:

"Flower Sword Saint, I haven't seen you for a day, and it's like three autumns. I, Xu Xiaoshou, am back again. Do you miss me?"

"..."

silence.

No response.

Hua Jian Sheng should be an introvert?

Xu Xiaoshou ignored this and went straight to the point, asking:

"Flower Sword Saint, why am I seeing you? I have just gained some insights into the art..."

call!

The word has not been finalized yet.

When the cold wind blew around him, all the flowers in the flower world fluttered, and Xu Xiaoshou suddenly felt like he was in the ruins of a god.

"Illusion?"

"Or is Suiyin really paying attention?"

Even though Sui Yin was led by him to the sky, the god was beaten until he cried bitterly and wandered across the starry sky - Xu Xiaoshou had defeated the ancestral god, but he would not underestimate the ancestral god because of this.

Strictly speaking, Cui Yin is stronger than the Holy Ancestor and the Yao Ancestor, because he "goes from two to one".

Something revived in his memory. Xu Xiaoshou remembered something and asked hurriedly:

"Hua Jian Sheng, didn't you say...'Anyone who wants to transcend the Tao can first choose one and observe it, and then let it go in front of the ancestors'?"

"Let's chat for a while first. I have a fight...oh no, I have a question about phantom swordsmanship that I want to ask for advice. After the fight is over, how about you let me go to see Sui Yin?"

He looked around.

Because I can’t see Hua Weiyang.

But the coldness of the flower world is rising rapidly, as if evil spirits are about to descend in the next second.

"Are you afraid of evil spirits?" Xu Xiao tilted his head and asked in an excited tone.

silence.

Although Hua Weiyang is taciturn, he seemed to answer all his questions before, but now his silence is deafening.

Xu Xiaoshou laughed loudly, flicked his sleeves and said:

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"I have defeated the evil spirit once. He is now in a sluggish state and has lost his body. The evil spirit is nothing but shit!"

boom!

A huge hole suddenly exploded in the sky above the Flower World, as if the world had been shattered by something from the outside.

Xu Xiao was frightened and quickly turned around to look:

"No, you are not fighting, are you?"

"He wants to come in, but you're stopping him?"

Could it be that Sui Yin had some adventure in the starry sky? Others fell off a cliff and obtained the skills, but he obtained a physical body in the starry sky?

etc!

Suiyin is the ancestral god.

The predecessor was Shu Zu.

Those who can become the Tenth Ancestor are all destined by fate, are all sons of the plane, have great luck, and it is normal for them to meet a good body when they are wandering, right?

Don't do this to me... Xu Xiaoshou quickly took a look at the Yun Dao field. At this moment, he even had the idea of ​​withdrawing the Yun Dao seed.

What a pity.

It is difficult to collect water.

…

"Shen!"

Hua Weiyang's voice no longer floated in her ears, but sounded heavily in her mind, very serious.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that his whole body was split into several people by this word. In a daze, people merged together to form himself. Only then did he hear clearly what Hua Weiyang said:

"Be careful! The evil spirit is on your side!"

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly looked back as if he had something to say.

Far away from me, the prosperity of the flower world was pushed away, but at a certain point everything melted, and a huge black hole of nothingness was dissolved out of thin air.

Faintly, there was a purple light flickering in the black hole.

Like a huge one eye, it opened in the black starry sky where the stars were eclipsed.

"Shen Yin!"

The vision blurred and the picture was turned upside down.

On the eye of the black hole in the starry sky, there is clearly a vast and vast divine throne. On the divine throne, a huge evil figure with three heads and six arms lies lazily on its side.

When I looked at it, evil thoughts were echoing all around, as if a spirit was baring its teeth and claws, making a shrill scream, which made people's hair stand on end.

The god's throne is unmoved by evil spirits and does not lower its eyebrows. The three big eyes on the three heads are focused on the past, the present, and the future, which is extremely comfortable.

At one moment, three big eyes focused at the same time.

The world of flowers was shaken, as if it was about to collapse.

Before Sui Yin could even look at him, Xu Xiaoshou's consciousness felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He finally realized that there was no difference between the evil spirits in Hua Weiyang's second world and the real evil spirits in the God's Relics, except for the magic dog's feast.

Sui Yin's arrogance and indifference cannot be imitated by the ancient sword cultivator who still has the word humility engraved in his bones.

Moreover, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. The power of the ancestral god in him is too oppressive, especially after losing Dao Qiongtian around him!

He was lying on the throne of God. After a while, he raised his hand and flicked it.

He didn't even take a second look at this world. He glanced at the figure here, and the sneer and disdain in his words was already beyond his words, echoing in the void of the flower world:

"A swan has ambitions and its heart is as high as the sky. Although it compares itself to a roc, it is really wishful thinking."
Chapter completed!