At this time, everyone felt something was wrong.

Ever since the short throne that looked like a boy appeared, the rain in the field seemed to have undergone a qualitative change.

Even Xu Xiaoshou's master body has begun to feel pain.

"Under attack, passive value, +211."

"Under attack, passive value, +165."

"Under attack, passive value, +198."

"Countershock" no longer seems to have the perfect ability to resist damage, and even the role of "resilience" has become minimal.

Under the average of hundreds of bombardments per second, Xu Xiaoshou felt his steps staggering.

He had no choice but to open the spiritual shield.

But the protective shield could not withstand the beating of the rain at all. Within a moment, it was directly blasted by the water droplets.

"Fei Ruo heavy water!"

The storyteller encountered the same situation on one side.

What's better than Xu Xiaoshou is that the space around him is multi-folded.

No matter how strong the raindrops are, when they come close to each other, they will be bounced away by the force of space on the spot.

"What Fei Ruo heavy water?"

Not only Xu Xiaoshou had such doubts, but also Cen Qiaofu blocked the raindrop attack and asked.

"Lingbu, the master of the secrets of the water system, Yu Lingdi!"

The storyteller told the name of the visitor word by word.

Then his eyes fell on the tall man on one side.

"So, this should be the Tianji puppet?"

Cenqiaofu's pupils suddenly shrank.

He didn't expect that at the last moment, such two figures could be killed.

"Are you the one who made it rain in the white cave?"

Cen Qiaofu took a step forward and blocked the three saint slaves behind him.

"Be careful."

At this time, the storyteller no longer dared to joke. He reminded in a low voice: "The Tianji puppet probably has the power of Taixu, and the Yuling drop... has killed Taixu!"

"ha?"

When Xu Xiaoshou heard this, his eyes immediately bulged out.

"Beheaded?"

He repeated the key words in disbelief, really hoping that the storyteller would say "Sorry, slip of the tongue."

but no.

The storyteller only nodded solemnly: "Although it is said that someone else helped to kill Taixu, this guy really killed Taixu."

"Even if one person can't take it, he can still use the throne to cultivate, fall, or even capture and kill him. This is an indisputable fact."

"And its legend is far more than that."

"I can't say that the information I got is limited. This guy has already had the strength to kill Taixu alone!"

The Storyteller is mainly responsible for the Central Territory, so he naturally knows more about the Central Territory's information.

And the more he knew, the more solemn his expression became.

Cenqiaofu was also taken aback by his introduction.

He had heard the first talk about this guy in the White Cave, but he never thought that a mere throne could have such power.

This is simply terrible!

Xu Xiaoshou felt his throat was a little dry, "You said he can kill Taixu. Are you talking about ordinary Taixu, or..."

"Taixu, are there any ordinary ones?"

The storyteller asked back, causing Xu Xiaoshou to choke and almost have a cerebral infarction.

Is this a pervert?

With my innate cultivation and the power of Ajie, I, Xu Xiaoshou, managed to kill a throne, which is pretty good.

This throne of yours can kill Taixu?

He secretly glanced at the masked man in front of him.

Xu Xiaoshou finally understood why there was still someone in this world who could kill even the Eighth Sword Immortal.

Be honest, geniuses are all gathered together, you are not the only one.

The clown is the only one on his own!

…

"Bang bang bang..."

Large craters exploded on the ground, as if they were struck by large hailstones.

But it’s not hail, it’s rain!

The rain is heavy.

Yu Lingdi stretched out his hand and touched the pouring rain. The raindrops passed through his body. With each drop of rainwater passing through his body, his breath became stronger.

"Senior Wuyue, isn't this unlike your style?"

He raised his head and looked into the distance with a smile: "You called me here just to let me witness the departure of your indulgent Saint Slave?"

"It's okay if I don't see it. I see it. How can I go back and report it?"

"Treat me invisible?"

Yu Lingdi shook his head in distress: "I can't do this."

"Me too."

No. 33 said angrily from one side, and stretched out his hand to scratch his head: "Your Highness wants me to be an honest child."

Xu Xiaoshou was immediately attracted by this tall man.

No matter how closely the voice was imitated, he could still hear the slightest hint of mechanical sound from the tall man's mouth.

"Tianji puppet?"

Xu Xiaoshou thought of Ajie.

Not surprisingly.

Ajie is a defective product of the first generation, Dao Qiongang.

This guy should be his proud work...the complete body?

"A few."

Yu Lingdi withdrew his gaze and fell on Cen Qiaofu who was standing in front.

"No more nonsense. Let's assign opponents. I will be responsible for one."

He raised a finger and pointed at...

Xu Xiaoshou!

"Xiao Shi Tan Ji?"

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned dark instantly.

There are three big bosses in this place, are you going to pick the weak ones?

"Looking at your cultivation level, you are not a master, right?"

Yu Lingdi's face looked a little more amused, "I'm very curious, how did you come out alive with such a level of cultivation?"

"From the White Cave, and from the intimidation of Senior Wuyue."

His eyes moved down and stopped at the four swords in Xu Xiaoshou's hand.

With this sword here, Senior Wuyue will definitely not be able to let this kid go.

But the fact that this guy is still alive at this moment has already explained something...

"I'm also very curious about how you broke through my 'Flower Hometown'."

Suddenly a cold voice floated from far away.

Immediately, Xu Xiaoshou saw a man in white walking towards the horizon, stepping on a begonia.

At first glance.
To be continued...