locking?
His skin felt like being pricked by needles, with tingling sensations 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 didn't even know who his enemy was.
But just being locked up, not only blood spurted from the mouth, but also the skin began to crack?
Who could be this person 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, not Yu Lingdi!"
Sang Lao's mind froze and he suddenly understood: "It was the ignored black dot that accompanied Yu Lingdi's roar!"
At his level, all he had to do was change his mind, and the previous memories would 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 didn't need to dodge, the other party would be empty-handed.
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 Jiantian!"
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 was noisy and the sword intent was 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 was 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 Mr. Sang 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 coming 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 themselves.
Strictly speaking, it was impossible for him, Xu Xiaoshou, not to turn his head.
But head, he 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 death and annihilation with his own eyes!
"What's this?"
In the hazy space in front of him, a bit of black 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.
The scene of the mountains receded rapidly, and the scenes in the Eight Palaces disappeared in a blur.
Then came rivers, lakes, seas, continents...
"this?"
Xu Xiaoshou didn't know 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 scene 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 Fangxian Mountain.
This mountain stands in the clouds, shrouded in fairy mist, and surrounded by divine lights, so majestic and indescribable.
The mountain is filled with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. The intertwined light golden, orange-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, with its green tiles and flying rafts, carved beams and painted pillars, is guarded by nine side halls and stands 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. 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 inexplicably?
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 hall change.
Then, a barefooted boy in white pushed a Guimu wheelchair and stopped when he was still ten feet away from the bluestone steps.
The wheelchair is very old and has a strong charm of old time.
There are even sword marks and pits on it, which seem to declare its past achievements.
Xu Xiaoshou's attention was attracted at a glance.
Look further up.
There is a man sitting on the chair.
Black hair shawl, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, majestic and majestic.
When the weather is warm, there is peace without saying a word. When you look away, you can only feel the spring breeze blowing on your face;
Between the squinting eyes and frowning eyebrows, the dark pupils seemed to be hiding a curved bow, and the eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing the cold front of the moonlit night.
His legs were disabled, with a black cloth draped over his knees and his palms resting on the armrests.
However, one hand holds a bow and the other holds an arrow!
The bow is black in color and oozes demonic energy. It is as tall as a person. It is difficult to hold it horizontally and can only stand sideways on a wheelchair.
The arrow was blood red, entangled with evil ghosts and resentful spirits, and was more than ten feet long. It was placed on the side of the chair, facing the visitor from back to front.
When Xu Xiaoshou looked at this costume, there was a person in his mind without even having to say anything.
Yue is drunk and has no residual hatred, half loves the common people and half is cold.
"Love the common people!"
There are three emperors in the Holy Temple. One of the three emperors is named Love the Common People.
Ai Cangsheng was born with disabled legs, but he possesses one of the nine supreme artifacts born from the soul of Chaos - the Sinful Bow.
He also possesses the "Eye of the Great Dao" which is the birth of heaven and earth, supreme and mysterious, and can see the destiny of all people.
With this bow, with this eye.
He can even sit on the Guizhe Holy Mountain and pour wine leisurely, and shoot enemies at anyone outside the five realms!
"The Tenth Seat, one of the three emperors of the Holy Temple, loves the common people..."
Xu Xiaoshou's heart felt cold.
At this moment, he knew how he got here.
If such a person wants to see him, he may just be the lowered gaze of the Eye of the Great Dao.
He wanted to face each other, and that was just a thought!
But this method of traveling through time and space, the ability to pull myself out of the battle between Sang Lao and Gou Wuyue...
"Half Saint?"
Xu Xiaoshou felt inexplicably that he could no longer detect the presence of a heartbeat.
How did this half-saint target him?
"Who are you?"
The appearance of Ai Cangsheng really shocked Xu Xiaoshou, but the first words he said with a frown quickly destroyed this artistic conception.
Apparently.
In his eyes, how could this mere innate be the target of Yu Lingdi's evil crime order?
He went to the Eastern Region with a big mission to capture the Holy Slave. Was what he did a joke?
innate?
Want to use the Evil Sin Bow?
Xu Xiaoshou swallowed, his mouth was dry, but he responded solemnly.
"Tan Ji."
He lowered his eyes and paused, pondering for a moment, and then asked Silian again:
"and who are you?"
"Am I not sleeping in Xinghua Building?"
"Where is my sister Xing'er?"
"You kidnapped me?"
The scene was stagnant for a moment.
I have to say that the amount of information given by these few direct words is really too much.
Not only Ai Cangsheng was stunned.
Even the boy in white behind him, who had always been aloof from the world and aloof from the world, now had a look of contempt on his face.
Xinghua Tower?
Sister Myolie?
Sleep, sleep?
"Alas!"
The boy trembled and shuddered. He didn't understand how a person like this could be targeted by Master Cangsheng.
"Oh, Tan Ji?"
Ai Cangsheng was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed.
If his Dao Eye hadn't been able to spy on the young man in front of him, he would have been led astray at this moment.
"you're good."
"Facing the Half-Saint, my thinking is still so flexible, even after a few sentences... not even half of them are true!"
"May I have your name?"
Xu Xiaoshou blinked: "Tan Ji... My surname is Xiao Shi, you can also call me Xiao Shi Tan Ji..."
Oops!
In the blink of an eye, the Holy Mountain of Guizhe disappeared, and the Holy Temple disappeared.
The boy in white, who loved the common people, also disappeared.
The last thing Xu Xiaoshou saw was the man in the wheelchair bending his bow and nocking an arrow.
The sinful bow permeated with demonic energy and the blood-red arrow entangled with evil spirits were drawn into a full moon.
Xu Xiaoshou felt like he was in a fairyland in Guanghan.
But there was not even a hint of immortality, and the eyes of the avenue that penetrated into the depths of his soul made him feel cold all over.
"Fuck, don't shoot me!"
"I'm sorry, I lied to you. My name is not Tan Ji. My name is actually Zhou Tiancan, Zhou Tiancan!"
"Don't aim at me, fuck—"
Xu Xiaoshou panicked.
He felt like his soul was retreating at the speed of light.
The other party ended this meaningless conversation without even saying a word.
The lake and the ocean reappeared, and the light and shadow flew by.
Within a blink of an eye, Xu Xiaoshou's present flashed, and the screen changed again.
He returned to the Eighth Palace.
Out of the corner of his eye.
The arc of Gou Wuyue's lips was barely halfway outlined. Sang Lao's charred hands tore open the Luofu Sword Sky, but still could not touch him.
Xu Xiaoshou stood frozen on the spot!
He was all alone, unable to move at all.
But the black spot in the void continued to expand.
This time, he saw clearly.
It turns out that this is an arrow in the bow of sin!
That arrow had already been shot from the Guizhe Holy Mountain in the Central Region, but the scene of the conversation with Ai Cangsheng just started to advance after the arrow.
"Time and space confusion?"
Xu Xiaoshou had no extra thought to speculate on all this.
The crisis of death enveloped the whole body.
The information bar has a normal countdown to death, with a message popping up every second:
"Being chased, passive value, +1."
"Being chased, passive value, +1."
"..."
Xu Xiaoshou's face was as white as a sheet of paper, but he clenched his teeth and exhausted all his life's strength, still trying to grab a chance of survival.
die?
Memories flow.
He thought of the Lingzang Pavilion of Tiansang Linggong. When Sang Lao first introduced to him the story of the Eighth Sword Immortal who dominated a generation, his own heroic words:
"My ambition is not in Tiansang, but in the Five Realms!"
He also thought of Luo Leilei's persuasion in Tianxuan Sect, trying to change his own will, and when he joined the Saint Slave, he said loudly and harshly:
"My world, I will see it myself, even if I am bruised and bruised!"
Awakening from his dreams many times, Xu Xiaoshou wanted to give up the struggle and just find some random force to join him.
In this way, he doesn't have to worry every day, being mixed in with all parties, and being a man in a dilemma.
Once upon a time, he also thought about the path he was going to take, and the final result he faced might be self-destruction.
But the arrow from the Half Saint Loves the Common People was like an unexpected surprise, shot right in the head.
He didn't even think about it, but he never thought that these so-called "bruises all over his body" would come so quickly!
And this moment...
Deep down in Xu Xiaoshou's heart, he actually didn't feel any regret.
Words spoken are like water poured out.
Even an arrow cannot destroy inner determination!
"Want to kill me?"
His face turned ferocious, and he snarled his tongue fiercely, but the pain could not be relieved and his body could not move.
At this moment, the completely crazy desire to survive deep in the soul began to rage for the first time.
There are four swords that are not in hand.
The sacrificial fallen sculptures are even more difficult to hold in the palm of your hand.
But a golden light burst out.
"boom!"
The violent giant is coming!
Gou Wuyue's pupils trembled, what is this?
Under the lock of Ai Cangsheng, are there any spiritual skills that can be unlocked?
Sang Lao's protruding figure stiffened for a moment.
giant?
The word "ghost beast" immediately flashed through his mind, but was instantly dismissed.
There is no scent of ghosts and beasts at all.
The golden giant transformed by Xu Xiaoshou has nothing but rage!
"Roar--"
With a roar that shook the earth, the red-eyed violent giant kicked his feet, blasted his fists with hammers, and his shoulders collapsed forward.
"Bang!"
The space is completely shattered.
But the semi-saint's imprisonment thousands of miles away can be broken in a short time. The grace of that arrow penetrates two realms and is under the head cover. How can it be released?
Xu Xiaoshou entered the Yuan Mansion and did not dare to hide even half of his trump card.
