I have to admit Mr. Dongfang’s cunningness! Hit the nail on the head!
However, everyone still can't understand it.
"Li Guangling?" Miao Sisi frowned and said, "When I came here, I heard about this man. He was good at disguise and had evil methods. However, he was killed by the masters of Shixian Palace. How did he come back to the Western Regions after disguising himself? With Jiang Yuqing’s appearance, are you going to provoke all the elders of the Earth Immortals?”
"This matter..."
Mr. Dongfang couldn't explain it. Everything was his guess. He just felt that the unknown magical powers of the ancient warriors might be able to avoid being killed by the Shixian Palace.
Zhuang Shisan said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, you must believe in the ability of Shixian Palace!"
This is related to the majesty of Shixian Palace.
Believing in the ability of Shixian Palace overturns all Mr. Dongfang's guesses. The person underwater cannot be Jiang Yuqing, otherwise we are too stupid!
Mr. Dongfang sighed leisurely and stopped talking.
Ye Qing suddenly looked at the pool of water: "That kid has been down there for a while. What exactly does he want to do? How can he resist the three-color demon feathers underwater and resist the fierce force of the ancient warriors to suppress the last martial arts?"
Yingchun said solemnly: "It's better to wait and see. Once he obtains the demon feather through unknown methods, we will kill him and rob him. If not, we will make other considerations."
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Xin Zhuo was really not feeling well at this time. The three-color demonic energy under the water was even more majestic and fierce. His skin, flesh and bones were sore after being scraped, and his head was a little dizzy.
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Of course he was not crazy and got into the water to swim. He just felt that it was inconvenient to be exposed in front of the crowd, so he got into the water and tried it. Firstly, he could see what the feathers of the great sage of the Peng tribe were, and secondly, he could take the opportunity to worship the spirit. Will the success rate be greater? If people on both sides come around out of curiosity, it will be more convenient for you to make a fuss.
At this time, a dazzling three-color light was exuding under the center of the lake. The closer we got, the greater the pressure. We had no choice but to stop.
After thinking about it, I summoned the Moon Watching Well. This kind of thing that exists between reality and reality can completely ignore the lake water and then pour out a pile of well water.
I saw that although the well water was turbid, it seemed to be above any water flow in the world and did not blend with the lake water. However, it instantly turned into countless tiny water threads, quickly running in all directions, occupying the eight gates of the lake and the source of spiritual energy. , scanning the entire bottom of the lake with the power of dominating the world.
This was the first time that he saw with his own eyes the overbearing way of worshiping the spirits of Wangyue Jingshui!
This well water is equivalent to a kind of primer, which can instantly analyze all objects in the world, whether it is people, objects, or luck. It is like a harvester. As long as it can help the well owner, you can try to remove it. Occupy and then sacrifice the spirit!
This is a bit too arrogant!
While he was in a daze, he saw eight well water threads, with an unstoppable force, instantly covering the three-color light at the bottom of the lake.
Xin Zhuo's heart moved and he immediately looked into the well, only to see a row of words appearing on the surface of the well:
[Sacrifice to the spirit: Jishuitan, which contains the twenty-third realm feathers of the thousand-year-old demon clan great sage and the martial arts charm of the ancient twenty-fifth realm warrior.
Wuyun will disappear and cannot be shared!
The demon feather is broken and can be shared for training. It needs to be surrendered!
Sharing: Level C, not surrendered]
surrender?
This feather was suppressed by the last martial arts of the twenty-five ancient warriors. I am afraid that it is also struggling and needs to wait until noon tomorrow to completely break free!
So, what will happen if I use the sword of the ancient warrior Agou to strike it?
Thinking of this, he took out Agou's knife, flicked it, and went straight to the center of the three-color light!
After a while, Xin Zhuo looked into the well again, with a dazzling light in his eyes. His eyes flickered for a moment, and suddenly he had another idea.
I simply didn't take the knife and floated lightly to the bottom of the water. I looked around and saw that there was no one on the water. Then I reached the water and glanced on both sides. I saw a group of people watching coldly in the mountain col on the left, and dozens of figures in the forest on the right. The demon is also observing.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly used a mediocre water movement that no one else could judge, and headed straight towards Mr. Dongfang and others under the cover of the water.
Miao Sisi, Ying Chun, and Zhuang Shisan watched in surprise, feeling a little baffled. The three-color demon feathers were still there at the bottom of the pool. What on earth was this kid doing? What do you want to do when you come to our side now?
Xin Zhuo arrived in front of him, jumped up with a splash of water, and pointed over: "All the great sages of Great Zhou are too ambitious to take away my demon clan's treasures!"
"..."
The faces of Miao Sisi and others were as gloomy as water. They had no idea what kind of madness this kid had. What kind of demon clan are you?
"That's ridiculous! Die!"
Miao Sisi had already had murderous intentions for this person during the day. At this moment, she sneered, moved her body, and reached the sky above the pond. She stretched out her hand and pointed: "The mountains and rivers outside the fog!"
A thick mist three miles wide suddenly descended over the Tanshui River and enveloped Xin Zhuo. Pavilions and pavilions appeared in the mist, and countless figures seemed to be killing Xin Zhuo.
The force of the Shinto mist forms a mirage-like killing array, which is enough to trap people to death and torture them alive.
This is the great sage's characteristic martial arts technique that Xin Zhuo has never been able to integrate.
But he had the urge to laugh. Where is this? This is the water surface. Maybe I can’t get down from the ground. Can’t I get down from the water surface?
He plunged headlong into the water, used the power of water, leaped over Miao Sisi's martial arts skills, and rushed towards the group of demon clan people at high speed. Seeing that they were getting closer, he suddenly jumped out of the water: "My fellow clansmen, please help, there are human warriors conspiracy!"
The dozen or so young men and women with horns, pointed ears, or weird faces across from him were slightly startled. I wonder what kind of madness this kid has got. Who is your kin? Aren't you human?
However, a group of demon masters were also extremely wary of a group of great human beings on the opposite side. This person was an enemy of the opposite side, so he must be a friend rather than an enemy. And what he did in the water was too curious.
Immediately, two demon masters jumped into the air, stepping on strange black clouds under their feet. One of them shot out a piece of demon aura and turned into a dragon. He roared "Aww" and tore apart the mist.
One person shot out dazzling female fruit shadows. As they danced, they threw out chains, locking the mist.
Xin Zhuo immediately turned around and looked carefully at the methods of humans and monsters. He suddenly discovered that the methods of the great human race were based on the natural power of his own existence merged into martial arts techniques; Qi transformation is a unique clan technique for them!
One uses the power of nature, and the other uses his own power!
In terms of means alone, the Great Venerable of the human race is stronger!
In terms of physical strength, the demon clan is much higher!
In this kind of gambling, it is difficult to tell who will win or lose!
"Dear demon friends, what do you mean by this?"
Miao Sisi on the opposite side removed the spell, and Yingchun, Ye Qing, and Zhuang Shisan stepped forward at the same time, facing each other indifferently.
"What do you mean, my human friends?"
Several weird-looking Great Master-level monster masters here also stepped forward.
The scene became awkward for a time, and no one knew what the other party meant.
Therefore, everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Xin Zhuo.
A demon youth with a fox-like face, his eyes twitching, asked Xiang Xinzhuo: "If you don't explain clearly, I will eat you today!"
Xin Zhuo sighed and lowered his voice: "The masters of Dazhou on the opposite side have unclear intentions. Not only are they determined to win the three-color demon feathers, they are also afraid that they will be disadvantageous to you all!"
"What do you mean by this?"
"Why don't we take a step to talk!"
