Locked?

My skin felt like being pricked by needles, and there was a stinging sensation everywhere.

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head.

Under the tattered clothes, every pore on his body was swelling and bleeding.

"this?"

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

He doesn't even know who his enemy is.

But just being locked, not only blood spurted from the mouth, but also the skin began to crack?

Who could this person be who is targeting him?

"Um?"

Gou Wuyue and Sang Lao, who were ready to go, noticed something strange almost at the same time.

For example, after Gou Wuyue Qingmo Sword Realm rose to prominence, during the battle in the Eight Palaces, everyone realized that these two people were going to choose to start a singles fight.

In this situation where no one can participate in the battle, the only one who can break the space lock and directly target Xu Xiaoshou alone...

"Yulingdi?"

Sang Lao's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.

He thought of the blurry face that Yu Lingdi had transformed into before his death.

What he wanted at that critical moment was to roar out that meaningless scream?

"No, it's not Yu Lingdi!"

Old Sang's mind froze and he suddenly understood: "It was the ignored black dot that accompanied Yu Lingdi's roar!"

At his level, all he needs to do is change his mind, and the previous memories will emerge without missing a beat, just like the reappearance of the scene.

Indeed.

When Yu Lingdi roared before his death, he not only made a meaningless noise, but also sprayed out black dots with no attack power from his mouth.

You can't even aim at that black spot.

Mr. Sang doesn't have to dodge, the opponent has all been hit empty.

But now that I think about it, Yu Lingdi's target from beginning to end may not have been herself who could avoid his final attack, but...

Xu Xiaoshou!

"run!"

After wanting to understand everything, Sang Lao immediately yelled, gave up on Gou Wuyue, and flew towards Xu Xiaoshou's direction.

But at that time, he deliberately used the aftermath of the battle to blast Xu Xiaoshou, but now this small distance seemed to be a world away between the two of them.

Xu Xiao was treated by Yu Lingdi.

Sang Lao, to Gou Wuyue!

How could Gou Wuyue let go of such an opportunity?

Of course he wanted to fight Sang Qiye openly, but the task was current, and he could win over these two people without spending a lot of money.

Then, more of his power must be allocated to the Eight Masters who still have a slim chance of meeting him in the future.

"The tides are turning."

"Sang Qiye, there is no need to struggle."

Holding the sword, Gou Wuyue didn't even need to move, and shouted softly: "Luofu Sword Sky!"

Buzz——

The thousands of Mo swords floating in the void instantly received orders and were built like copper and iron walls on Sang Lao's advance route.

It's obviously only a moment away.

But when the towering sword wall was completed, the distance between Sang Lao and Xu Xiaoshou seemed to be embedded in a vast space world.

A cyan world built by Mo Jian, where the sword energy is noisy and the sword intent is raging.

Although Sang Lao rushed forward with all his strength, the "Luofu Sword Sky" seemed to be vast and boundless, and the Mo Jian in it was also endless.

Every time he tears one sword with his "sleeveless red-scorched hands", three Mo swords will be formed.

An instant away, blocked by the "Luofu Sword Sky", it is out of reach.

"Xu Xiaoshou!"

Old Sang roared in his heart and his eyes were about to burst.

But it seemed that at this moment, even he became powerless.

…

"What am I doing?"

Xu Xiaoshou murmured in confusion.

It was obvious that Sang Lao had broken through to his face, and when he stretched out his hand, it seemed that he had already touched himself, but he couldn't even turn his head.

In the picture that came out of the corner of his eye, there was Gou Wuyue with a slanted sword and a worried old man Sang.

These two unparalleled bosses are paying attention to him.

Strictly speaking, it was impossible for him, Xu Xiaoshou, not to turn his head.

However, the head just refused to obey and stared at a certain unknown space.

It seemed that someone there wanted him to open his eyes and watch his own demise with his own eyes!

"What's this?"

In the hazy space in front of me, a black point suddenly appeared.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that even his soul was drawn by this black point, and he melted into it instantly.

He felt like he was traveling through time and space.

The scene of the mountains receded rapidly, and the scenes in the Eight Palaces disappeared in a blur.

Then came rivers, lakes and seas, continents...

"this?"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't understand why.

The soul travels through time and space at high speed, but it feels no pain at all.

He felt as if he had crossed the entire Eastern Sword God Heaven. After crossing an endless ocean, the picture stabilized.

"sieve……"

The wind blows.

Everything is slow.

The refreshing fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, and Xu Xiaoshou woke up.

"This is where?"

He looked around and realized that he had arrived at a fairy mountain.

This mountain stands in the clouds, shrouded in fairy mist, surrounded by divine lights, and is inexplicably majestic.

The mountain is filled with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. The intertwined light golden, orange and white osmanthus flowers fall from the hanging trees high into the sky and sprinkle down gracefully, like butterflies fluttering in the air.

At the end of the road, under a golden ladder, there is a majestic temple.

The temple's green tiles, carved beams and painted pillars are guarded by nine side halls, standing high on the top of the main peak of the holy mountain.

There is a plaque on it with the words "Holy Temple"!

As soon as Xu Xiaoshou caught sight of it, his heart twitched, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was instantly pulled back by the inexplicable power.

"Holy Temple?"

"Then this is the holy land for spiritual refiners in the entire Holy God Continent—Guizhe Holy Mountain?"

Xu Xiaoshou was confused.

Isn't he in the Eighth Palace of the Eastern Region?

How is it possible that he came to the Guizhe Holy Mountain in the Central Region out of nowhere?

This daydream is impossible to do like this!

"Wheels--"

On the quiet Guizhe Holy Mountain, from the main hall of the Holy Temple, the sound of wooden ruts crushing the bluestone floor suddenly sounded.

The light and shadow at the entrance of the main hall change.
To be continued...