at the same time.
In Yun Mengkui's cave, Emperor Jun'er and she were chatting and laughing about Zhao Fan.
"Sister Jun'er, how about not mentioning him?" Yun Mengkui was depressed, "Be careful I turn against you."
"Growing up, we have fallen out at least eighty times, if not a hundred times, and this time is the last time." Jun'er, the quasi-emperor, beamed. She and Yun Mengwei were not plastic sisters, they were best friends who had lived together and died together.
"well……"
Yun Mengwei held her chin with one hand and said, "Tell me, how could that damn liar make me have the illusion that he is the Great Emperor wearing the shell of Seven Tribulations?"
"Because, his appearance as a great emperor is the most prosperous among the monks I know!" Quasi-Emperor Jun'er took a sip of juice and said, "Even being crowned a Quasi-Emperor can suppress the Kong of an era. The fall and fall were all suppressed in his hands. This is still an illusory world where the quasi-emperor's artistic conception cannot be used, but I don't know how to make up for the gap of 10% of the complete origin mystery. Sister Wei, if you don't take advantage of the rumors, you will If he fights for the pillow, then I'll take my sister's love with a sword, right?"
"Go, go quickly, so I don't have to worry."
Yun Mengkui waved her hands repeatedly.
"Then don't regret it." Quasi-Emperor Jun'er blinked.
"If I regret it, I will turn my name upside down, Jiao Mengyun!" Yun Mengyu didn't care.
"Well, I think you're really going to miss out on your destined marriage."
Jun'er, the quasi-emperor, was filled with regret.
Immediately, a monk's voice came from outside the cave, "Yun Mengyu, something serious is going wrong!"
"Sir, what's the matter?"
Yun Mengwei frowned. The other party's voice was extremely unfamiliar, and it was obvious that they had never interacted with each other before.
"About your husband." The other party said.
"Pfft!"
"Puch..."
The previous sound was that of Quasi-Emperor Jun'er who couldn't help but laugh.
The last sound was from Yun Mengkui who almost spurted a mouthful of blood onto the door of the cave!
Why do we keep surrounding that dead liar to no end!
"Demon Sword Zuo came out of seclusion and went directly to the hilltop where your heaven-defying husband is, and even entered his cave!" The enthusiastic monk finished speaking and left.
After hearing this, Emperor Jun'er and Yun Mengwei looked at each other in shock.
"Want to go over and take a look?"
After a while, Emperor Jun'er said: "Isn't it Kong Luo who invited me to deal with my brother-in-law?"
"Kong Luo doesn't have that much energy to ask Demon Sword Zuo." Yun Mengkui hesitated for a moment, then said: "Forget it. In reality, Demon Sword Zuo is a legend who can ride alone. In the fantasy world, Not necessarily. His Seventh Heaven cannot be brought into this. No matter what the reason is, even if we fight, we may not be able to do anything to that damn liar."
"Okay." Emperor Jun'er spread his hands.
"Bah, bah, bah, what kind of brother-in-law, you are breaking off our relationship like this again!" Yun Mengyu came to her senses and corrected her immediately!
"Yeah, everything you said is right." Emperor Jun'er smiled.
…
Hilltop.
In the cave that is unknown but became known to everyone with today's battle.
Zhao Fan looked solemnly at the figure in black who was only three meters away from him. His white robe was in sharp contrast with the other figure.
It's the Demon Sword Zuo!
Even in the illusory world with the same starting point, Zhao Fan felt inexplicably uneasy when facing the former.
This is the real aura!
Going into that battle, nothing needs to be said and nothing needs to be done, which creates a huge psychological pressure!
In fact, Zhao Fan didn't even dare to imagine a confrontation with him. He had a feeling that the other party would absolutely crush him once he made a move!
Demon Sword Zuo didn't speak, and Zhao Fan was speechless because he didn't know what his purpose was.
They looked at each other for ten breaths.
Demon Sword Zuo turned around and walked out of the cave and said: "You in the future may be qualified to be my opponent to me now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he left.
Zhao Fan was left baffled.
After a while, he chased to the door of the cave, looked at the black figure getting further away, and asked: "What do you mean, sir?"
"I don't want to waste time waiting for a possible opponent."
Demon Sword Zuo said without looking back: "If you can step into the realm of the Great Emperor one day, I will look for you again."
waste time?
Stepping into the realm of the Great Emperor?
can also?
Zhao Fan looked at the black figure in shock. Demon Sword Zuo was about to become emperor after the battle ended! ! !
In Zhao Fan's consciousness, he recalled the entire process of the arrival and departure of the Demon Sword Zuo, but it left an unforgettable impression on him for a short time, "This is what a strong person should look like."
Zhao Fan clenched his fists and then loosened them. He thought to himself: "In that case, then... Demon Sword Zuo, see you in the realm of the Great Emperor!"
After that, he returned to the cave amidst the doubtful eyes of many monks.
"Why do I feel that with the same body and the same level of resources, Demon Sword Zuo is invincible and powerful?"
Zhao Fan fell into deep thought. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Demon Sword Zuo had touched the real secret left by the Eternal Emperor in this second pass...
