He looked at Xu Xiaoshou.

Xu Xiaoshou also spread his hands, without any intention of hiding it: "To be honest, Lord Suiyin, Daoqiong Cang told me his plan before you. He said that he was sure to be the god and call the ancestor or even return to zero, and while solving the medicine ancestor, he would destroy you... The words may not be the same, but this means."

Above the throne, the sin of the crow suddenly became quiet.

There is no obvious emotion just from His only sober head.

Rumble...

The bloody world is still shaking.

There was a vague sound of hoarseness from outside:

"Get in!"

"Let me in!"

"What the hell are you talking about? I also want to participate... Ahhhhh! Suiyin! Xu Xiaoshou!"

Wow.

The ghost of the crow brushed his hand.

The Blood World Bead is scarlet and blooming slightly.

Xu Xiaoshou turned around and saw that thoughts gathered in the distance, condensed into a dome figure.

What we see in the same Dragon Cave is different. This body with a dome of thoughts is extremely real and exquisite.

He was wearing a gorgeous robe, his face exposed outside the clothes, his hands and feet were as white as crystals, and under his translucent white porcelain-like skin, he was not blood color, but complex Taoist patterns faintly flowing.

As the figure was completed, there was a rustling sound of water in the inner space of the Blood World Bead, but at some point, an illusory winding river flowed from a distance, passing through the foot of the Daoqiong, flowing to the distance, and seeping into Wuming.

"Um?"

Above the throne, the ghost of the evil spirit was slightly surprised.

His eyes fell on the long river of memories at the foot of Taoist Cang immediately, frowned as if he was recalling something, but he would have no results for a while.

"Sheng! Yin!"

The long river of memory just flashed away, and soon replaced people's attention and became the fury voice of the sky in the distance.

He returned to the simple and unpretentious Dragon Cave, and stomped his feet hard, like an angry little wife, rushed to the throne with extremely absurd and funny steps, as if he was about to question the evil spirit.

The ghost is speechless.

For a moment, fortunately, Daoqiong's footsteps finally stopped and He didn't need to take action.

However, this inexplicable anger was as if his sinister did something wrong. Not to mention that, even if it was really wrong, how could you, just an ants, have the right to question it?

"Daoqiong..."

Above the throne, the monkey's eyes were cast, and he was about to speak with a sneer, but at the same time...

Before Daoqiongcang came to the throne, he had already stopped.

Suddenly, he swept his body and supported the throne with one hand. The long river of memory surged out again under his feet, and he threw it over with a slap.

Bang!

The sound is rippling.

The empty mania inside the Blood World Bead ended.

The whole bloody world fell into silence instantly.

Suyin looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, covering his face, and the face was burning and painful.

Daoqiong Cang's brows raised high, restraining all the absurdity that had just pretended to behave. He instantly pressed down and lay on the black skeleton throne.

He was as lazy as a ghost, with an elegant figure, and he held his cheek with one hand. Looking at the big eyes of the ghost who were so close but had not yet reacted, "This guy is so brave." He smiled:

"Master Suiyin, you have been eliminated."
Chapter completed!