The Seven-Star White Tiger God slowly shook his head and said, "It's okay."
Although several of his subordinates were puzzled, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the Seven-Star White Tiger God said: "Take me to see a few boys and girls you have selected. I will select the most outstanding pair to meet Mr. Bamboo."
Soon the Seven-Star White Tiger God saw several young men and women carved in pink and jade, with rosy complexions but fear in their eyes. They were carefully selected by his subordinates from several villages in Baihu Cliff.
The Seven-Star White Tiger God carefully selected one of the boys and girls, ordered a few of his men to guard the White Tiger Cliff, and directly picked up the two girls and ran towards the bamboo sea deep in Qianfeng Mountain.
In the Sanjia Alley of Shun'anfang in Dahe City, Huang Huai watched the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in Master Guan's hand turn into a sword and fly away through the air. He was stunned. Just as he was doubting, he saw Master Guan's eyes slightly closed, stroking his beard with one hand and stroking his beard with the other. Holding an illusory Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
"Um!"
After only a dozen breaths, Guan Erye suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance. A flash of evil aura disappeared, his brows furrowed, and then he snorted coldly: "What a thief, you really have a backer behind you!"
As soon as the words fell, Guan Erye took a step forward and disappeared without a trace.
Huang Huai couldn't help but be startled when he saw this situation, and then his expression changed. Just now he had just used the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, but now even the master himself came there in person. Did Mr. Guan meet his opponent?
Then Huang Huai's face was full of worry. He knew that Emperor Guan Sheng had already consumed a lot of incense and willpower when he sacrificed the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. Now that he was going there in person, his strength had not been restored and the incense and willpower was not enough. Not much cheaper.
But what kind of temper did Mr. Guan have? How could he swallow that breath when he was so angry?
Guan Erye left through the air, and Deng Mao breathed a sigh of relief. He seemed to see the worry in Huang Huai's eyes and said, "You don't have to worry, Lord God. Although the emperor has not regained his strength, he still has no strength at all. Even if it is damaged, it is just a distraction, but with the power of incense and will, it can be restored at any time."
Deng Mao said with a bit of hesitation on his face.
Huang Huai saw it and said, "Just say whatever you have to say."
Deng Mao gritted his teeth and said: "It's not that the little god doesn't think highly of the emperor. It's really because the emperor's incense and willpower are not enough. I'm afraid I won't be able to get any benefits if I go. If the other party can let the emperor go in person, I don't think he will be a casual person. What if the time comes? The other party is chasing after them..."
Huang Huai's expression changed, and he had to admit that what Deng Mao said was not unreasonable. As the saying goes, the best way is not to worry about victory, but to worry about defeat first.
Taking a deep breath, Huang Huai glanced in the direction of Qianfeng Mountain, then nodded and said: "You and I will wait for the second master to return and adapt accordingly. If it doesn't work, we will temporarily return to this world."
Qianfeng Mountain
A terrifying evil spirit that could almost freeze the consciousness of the soul passed through the air. Wherever it passed, the gods, demons and evil spirits of Qianfeng Mountain were all like falling into an ice cave.
The god and demon Xie Sui, who was so powerful that he could barely withstand the evil aura, looked hard and saw a divine light coming through the sky. In the divine light, a figure in a green robe could be vaguely seen, exuding a terrifying power.
Deep in Qianfeng Mountain, between the bamboo sea.
The old man in green shirt had just suppressed the thought of walking out of Qianfeng Mountain when he felt a crisis coming. He suddenly raised his head and looked up at Jiutian, his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.
"Okay, okay, they have invaded Qianfeng Mountain again and again. Is this the end of the world? Or have you forgotten the lessons learned back then?"
As he spoke, a blood-colored brilliance rose from the body of the old man in green clothes, and then he transformed into a god-demon dressed in blood, holding a bone ruler in one hand, and a bamboo slip in the other, with a cold brow and a cold look on his face.
There are endless distracting thoughts of human beings scattered between the heaven and the earth. When the thoughts of human beings gather, gods, demons and evil spirits are born. The old man in blue shirt is clearly a god, devil and evil spirit that was born from the endless thoughts of children who are afraid of the teacher.
The hundred-foot-tall bloody-robed teacher, the god-demon, could cover dozens of miles in one step, and in the blink of an eye the two figures looked at each other from afar.
"The evil one will take a knife from someone!"
The teacher in blood clothes stared at Emperor Guan Sheng, as if he wanted to see through the reality of Emperor Guan Sheng. However, under the divine light, the teacher in blood clothes could only see a majestic red-faced deity wearing a green robe.
Although he could not see the reality of Emperor Guan Sheng, the teacher in blood was not afraid at all. In this land of Qianfeng Mountain, there was no one he was afraid of with a radius of thousands of miles.
It was just a nameless god and demon. Even though it was extremely powerful, it was no match for him.
"Hmph, today I will try my newly discovered method on you, and you will be killed if you don't teach me!"
As soon as the words fell, the teacher in blood-clothed clothes knocked down the ruler in his hand towards Emperor Guan Sheng, and said righteously and sternly: "You are guilty and should be punished!"
Immediately, endless bloody light fell fiercely along with the white bone ruler.
With a loud bang, the white bone ring ruler and the Qinglong Yanyue sword collided together, and the figure of Emperor Guan Sheng suddenly dimmed a bit.
The teacher in blood-clothed clothes was secretly shocked when he saw that the other party actually received his blow, but seeing the dim figure of Emperor Guan Sheng, he didn't understand what was going on.
"Haha, I want to see how much incense and wish power you have available for use. You have such power before you have successfully become a god. I really can't let you go."
As he spoke, the bloody-robed professor's eyes were full of murderous intent, but he had the idea of taking the opportunity to kill Emperor Guan Sheng.
Mr. Xueyi Teacher is not stupid either. He has a vague feeling that Guan Sheng Emperor is of extremely high status, at least a peak-level god. For such a god and demon, if he is allowed to grow, it will be a big trouble in the future.
With murderous intent in his heart, the white-bone bamboo slips in the hands of the teacher in blood flew out. Suddenly, blood-colored characters flew out from the bamboo slips and turned into figures of scholars. These scholars pointed at Emperor Guan Sheng and criticized him with his words and writings. Countless swords and sword shadows appeared. The figure of the Guan Sheng Emperor was submerged.
Then the teacher in blood clothes took a step forward and suppressed him fiercely with his body of a god and demon. It can be said that the lion is fighting the rabbit with all his strength.
"Hahahaha, be happy. If you have the guts, come and find me. Guan will remember you!"
As Emperor Guan Sheng's loud laughter filled with supreme majesty rang out, a bright sword light cut through the void and struck hard at the teacher in blood.
Just with this one blow with all his strength, the figure of Emperor Guan Sheng disappeared completely, and the picture scroll also turned into ashes, and only a spiritual light rose into the sky and disappeared.
Here, the teacher in blood-clothed clothes had a warning sign in his heart. He saw a terrifying and bright sword light tearing apart the bamboo slips surrounded by bones. The figures of the scholars in the sky collapsed, and the sword light continued to attack him without abating.
The teacher in blood-clothed clothes spat out a mouthful of divine and demonic blood and fell on the bone ruler. Suddenly, the white bone ruler was filled with blood, and a fierce blow dissipated the light of the white sword.
At this time, the teacher in blood clothes had a face as dark as water, and his eyes were staring outside Qianfeng Mountain, with murderous intent flowing from time to time in his eyes.
I saw the teacher in blood-clothed clothes suddenly smiled ferociously and walked dozens of miles away in one step, but I saw that he was heading towards Dahe City.
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