"Good guy."

"Don't let my 'textile proficiency' rise to the throne level. There is no 'textile' here. This is directly a sanction!"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart became excited.

The magic of heaven is so powerful!

After entering the throne, after any spiritual refiner begins to borrow the power of heaven.

A spiritual skill that can tamper with the way of heaven may determine the outcome at a critical moment.

Not to mention, terrifying methods such as Tianji Technique and Textile Technique that can be directly used to fine-tune the way of heaven in a small area.

This is simply killing the source of power of the throne from the root!

…

"Failed, failed?"

Zhang Duoyu was stunned when he looked at the broken realm.

She never expected that the small chance of failure in condensing realms in the small world would happen to her at such a critical moment?

"It can't be a coincidence!"

"It can't be the way of heaven that White Skull tampered with!"

She shook her head and forced herself to wake up.

"Even if my realm is only half-formed, it's impossible for that big guy to change the power of my realm through his own realm so quickly."

"so……"

"There's a ghost!"

"There is a ghost here!"

Zhang Duoyu was horrified.

Her intuition told her that perhaps the direction in which she had just been thinking was completely wrong.

It is indeed impossible for the White Skull to exist in a bounded realm.

This is something that belongs exclusively to human spiritual masters. Not to mention that the big guy doesn't have spiritual energy, but he does have spiritual energy. How can the incomplete rules of heaven in this small world allow him to easily realize the realm?

"It's not a white skull, it's a human being!"

"throne!"

At this time, Zhang Duoyu truly understood why Mou Lao died.

Under such pursuit.

In this place, there is actually an invisible throne whose strength is no less than my own...

No.

It is even very possible that it is Zhan Dao.

Otherwise, how could the power of his own realm collapse so quickly?

"Ke Zhandao, if you have no grievances and no enmity, why do you want to put yourself to death?"

"It's impossible for Red Clothes to be so sneaky. Could it be that the person lurking in the dark has a master-subordinate relationship with the white skeleton? He is watching the prey in a panic like a cat playing with a mouse?"

"this……"

…

When Zhang Duoyu was lost in thought, the white skull suddenly appeared with a sinister smile.

This human being is so stupid!

She could obviously run out of her attack range, but she actually started to take a detour?

Even though they took a detour, at the end of the detour, they actually rushed face to face with themselves?

Who can withstand this!

How can she be worthy of my title of White Skull God if she doesn't give her a punch?

"Whoosh!"

While the hurricane roared, the white-bone giant clenched his fists and struck directly at the oncoming Zhang Duoyu.

"Damn."

Zhang Duoyu's face turned pale.

At this point, she had to choose to deal with it head-on.

"Ti Xuanyin Palm!"

His right hand suddenly pulled back, and in the void, strange sound waves exploded in everyone's minds like a ghost entering the world.

Even Xu Xiaoshou and Xu Xiaoshou, who were within the canopy, felt their hairs stand up and their heads went blank after hearing the screams of these fierce ghosts.

"Chichi~"

As a spiritual creature, the Bone Giant was also unable to withstand such a sound wave attack. The white flames in his eyes flickered twice and almost went out.

It covered its head in pain.

It's so immortal, this type of attack directly hits its vitality.

When the pain subsided slightly and the picture recovered again, the white skull could already see in the eyes of the ant that it had raised its palm and stamped it on his forehead.

"squeak--"

An extremely high-pitched scream, like the sound of the Nine Netherworld that can only be emitted after a ghost is strangled by the neck and pressed with a fire brand.

Not only was the white skull who wanted to resist powerless in an instant, Xu Xiaoshou and Yu Zhiwen also had their heads buzzing and almost exploded.

A gurgling stream of blood gushed out from both ears. Such a mental attack could not be withstood by the body of the throne, and Xu Xiaoshou, who was the body of the master, could not bear it even more.

Yu Zhiwen was also stabbed directly and almost fainted.

However, just like a natural reaction after encountering mental damage, the pearly star pupils bloomed directly under this power.

"Dong."

Under the sky, the stars are flowing.

In an instant, the power of heaven was subverted.

The shrill scream reached the starlight, as if it was cut off halfway and sent into space to flow into fragments, completely disappearing.

"who?"

White Skull is a fool.

Zhang Duoyu's throne spirit will not let go of such obvious power of heaven.

She turned her head, even though there was no one in her sight or spiritual thoughts, her eyes were still locked on the position of Xu Xiaoshou.

"Nima..."

Xu Xiaoshou came to his senses and almost felt nauseated and vomited.

This shrill scream is simply an enhanced version of the blackboard nails sound of childhood nightmares, or the endless version of the swimming pool.

That scream made him almost ascend to heaven on the spot.

"Being watched, passive value, +1."

A pop-up box in the information column brought him back to reality.

Under "perception", Zhang Duoyu had already abandoned the white skull and rushed towards the two of them.

"Fuck!"

Xu Xiaoshou was frightened.

This Zhang Duoyu who rushed towards him was not the completely defenseless Zhang Zhongmou before.

Not only that, with such a clear target in hand, wouldn’t he have to burp on the spot if he was jumped into?

"Sword Thought."

Xu Xiaoshou immediately thought of this style.

Just wait for Zhang Duoyu to rush forward. After a thought, his body and head are divided. Wouldn't it be happy?

But, what if?

If this guy dares to charge at him, he must be on guard. What if she escapes?

Even if there is no such thing.

Even if the throne in its heyday is split into two, will it definitely lose its combat effectiveness?

Xu Xiaoshou gave up the idea instantly.

She grabbed Yu Zhiwen, who had barely regained his composure, and held Yuan Fu, hoping to make Zhang Duoyu miss him.
To be continued...