The old man did not comment on Li Xinghe's words, but he still kept retreating.
The faces of the four old monks from the Buddhist Kingdom changed wildly. It seemed that in their cognition, they would subconsciously rule out the option of self-destruction.
After all, if they live to their age and strength, they will do anything to survive even for one more second.
If you use yourself to save others, you naturally don’t think that Li Xinghe will reach this point.
Although the Tian group is famous for self-destruction, it would be too exaggerated if the leader would also self-destruct.
On the field, only the middle-aged man in the throne had a calm expression, but his face was also gloomy. Obviously he was confident that he could survive Li Xinghe's self-destruction, but the damage was also considerable.
"In this case, let's stop here."
"How about we, the people from Qingfeng Village, leave and stop fighting for this secret realm?"
As the middle-aged voice fell, an old monk in red robe hurriedly stepped forward and clasped his hands together: "The same is true in our Buddhist country."
"Ah..."
"Anyway, I only have ten minutes left to live. Why don't you just give me the secret realm? If I die in ten minutes, will you take over again?"
"Do you really think I'm a fool?"
Li Xinghe sneered, as if he suddenly thought of something: "Otherwise, this space has been blocked by me. It's easy to get in, but hard to get out. If you want to get out, it will take a lot of effort."
"Before you break the blockade, it's enough for me to blow myself up ten times!"
"Actually, I'm also afraid of death. Who would be willing to blow themselves up if they could live for just one more minute?"
"After all, it hurts to blow yourself up."
"How about you wait for me for a while, let me take a rest, enjoy the last part of my life, and reminisce about my youth?"
"This way I won't have to blow myself up, and you won't die either."
"Of course, you don't have to believe me, I'll blow myself up right now for you to see!"
At this moment, Li Xinghe seemed to be possessed by Xiao Wu, a living gangster. As he spoke, the energy in his body shook violently again.
"I agree!"
The middle-aged man in the throne pondered for a few seconds and nodded.
The middle-aged Jin Jia looked unhappy, but in the end he did not refute.
The four old monks felt helpless and finally sighed: "Good."
Again, at the moment of death, everyone wants to live a little longer, even if it's just one minute.
Even if Li Xinghe's words didn't count in the end, it would still be good if he could delay for ten minutes. Maybe there would be a new turning point in these ten minutes, but that's not necessarily the case.
then...
The scene became deadlocked again.
Old Man Zhudeng was still standing at the edge of the battlefield, his eyes focused on Li Xinghe from beginning to end.
Like magic, Li Xinghe pulled out a rocking chair again in the void and fell on it generously: "Comfortable!"
With a sigh, the rocking chair rocked slowly, and Li Xinghe closed his eyes in comfort, resting calmly under the gazes of many big shots.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Several old monks from the Buddhist country still didn't think of a solution, and their expressions became increasingly ugly.
The middle-aged man on the throne had a very gloomy expression. He spent a lot of money to take action this time, but unexpectedly, he fell into the hands of this old guy.
Although self-destruction will not kill him, it will delay his plan for several years!
In this race against time, several years...
It means everything is settled.
Heavenly group!
This was the first time that he really started to pay attention to Tianzhu and this ordinary old man.
Unexpectedly, this product developed in response to the times would grow to such an extent without knowing it, and could even influence a certain situation at a certain moment.
five minutes.
Eight minutes.
The ten minutes were getting closer and closer, and Li Xinghe looked extremely weak.
Every time you take a breath, it takes a lot of effort.
The body was already decaying, and even opening his eyes was a bit difficult.
"He...really doesn't want to blow himself up?"
Everyone present was very surprised and full of confusion.
After all, in their opinion, this old guy just wants to delay time, but looking at his current physical condition, he may not be able to mobilize energy even if he wants to self-destruct.
Considering this, everyone had a dangerous look in their eyes for a while, silently staring at Li Xinghe.
ten minutes...
Li Xinghe suddenly opened his eyes, looked at everyone, and suddenly shouted: "I can survive for a few minutes, don't force me, you can bet on whether I can still explode myself!"
After yelling, Li Xinghe hit the rocking chair hard again. It seemed that his limbs had no strength.
The eyes of everyone present flickered, and they fell into silence.
This old guy's health is indeed getting worse. He has already waited for ten minutes. He doesn't care if he waits a little longer. If he can still force himself to explode, then he really won't be able to find a place to cry.
And I believe that after such a long delay, the Buddhist Kingdom has discovered something is wrong.
More and more experts will soon provide support.
As a result, a group of big guys from the Buddhist Kingdom and Qingfeng Village seemed to be watching Li Xinghe sleep, and no one dared to make a sound for fear of disturbing his rest.
To sum it up in one sentence.
The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of the horizontal ones, and the horizontal ones are afraid of death.
The threat of self-destruction is too great.
…
The Scripture Collection Pavilion was already close at hand. As long as it was another hundred meters away, Xiao Wu was sure to open a spatial rift and enter the Scripture Collection Pavilion.
But according to Zhang Ziliang's information, there have always been three old monks of unknown strength in the Sutra Pavilion. When the spies entered the Sutra Pavilion, they could not sense the strength of those three people.
Anyway...
Very strong.
Once inside, it's hard to spot.
Wang Ye was a little confused for a while, he could only hope that these three old monks would be attracted by Li Xinghe.
If not, it will be an uphill battle.
At this moment, a rapid ringing of bells suddenly sounded in the sky above the Buddhist Kingdom. Judging from its location, it seemed to be coming from the magnificent temple on the top of the mountain.
Two old monks suddenly rushed out of the Sutra Pavilion. Their eyebrows were already white, and their bodies exuded majestic energy.
Wang Ye hid in the dark and observed quietly.
perhaps...
The strength of the pseudo-five senses?
After making a simple judgment, Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief. If there was only one left in the Sutra Pavilion, a surprise attack, three against one, should give him a chance to win a quick victory.
This wave...
It can be done!
Soon, an old monk also appeared in the temple on the mountainside, rushing towards the outside of the city gate, seemingly in a hurry.
"Boss Li, please do your best!"
Wang Ye praised silently in his heart.
