"Are you really crazy? Is it more important to hide your identity or your life? How could you make such a stupid mistake at a critical moment?"

"Well, I don't blame you either...blame Jiang Buyi, that old guy was too stupid, and he was fooled by you; and even more blame Mei Jiren, he killed the saint too easily, giving you the illusion that the half-saint is not invincible."

"Don't be afraid, I will pick the medicine to save you now. The healing medicine can save you."

"You are just affected and will not die. You can recover after your body is broken for a moment. After all, you have passive skills."

"No matter what happens, a Resurrection Pill can bring you back to life, but you just have to bear the pain of a broken limb for a little while..."

Greedy God saw his master muttering, and suddenly his body became stiff, as if he was frozen on the spot.

The next moment, he trembled violently, clutching his chest and gasping for air. The anger on his body just now disappeared, and his face turned pale, as if he had been frightened to death.

"Meow?" Greedy God dared to touch it and ask.

Xu Xiaoshou hugged his cat tightly and took a deep breath, then raised it in front of him and said solemnly: "Remember, I swear now, your life will always be important in the future. You can't underestimate anyone in the world. If you can't do it,

At this point, come and hit me and wake me up!"

"Meow?" Greedy God raised his paw.

Xu Xiaoshou thought for a while and smiled again:

"But this time, I also discovered another benefit of the second true form."

"Except for the pain he brings to me when he dies, he doesn't at other times. It's like an independent existence. He can actually slow down and help me bear the pain."

"It's just that I've suffered a little bit from him. Forget it, I'll make up for it in the future!"

When he ran to the Shen Nong Medicine Garden, Xu Xiaoshou wanted to pull out the holy medicine.

But after thinking about it, I found that apart from the pain, it seemed that this wave was affected by the battle. In addition to having to feel the pain that I was supposed to bear, the second real body would not die.

Master Han did not target himself, only Rao Yaoyao.

I almost got beheaded this time, it was purely a case of "when gods fight, mortals suffer".

Xu Xiaoshou thought about it and stopped taking out the holy medicine. He found the "Little Restoration Pill" that he had refined in his spare time and secretly sent it out.

…

The Hall of Unforgiveness is completely penetrated by the icy blue Ganges River falling from the sky.

The explosive power displayed by the sudden starlight turning into ice not only shattered Xu Xiaoshou's physical throne, forcing him to use his second true body to exchange pain, but also blew up the entire hall to pieces.

The instruments of torture, the pillars of the court, the table... were all destroyed.

The main hall completely collapsed, with rocks rolling down, like a ruin after a disaster.

And in this ruins, Rao Yaoyao, who was trapped in the center by the Ganges River and suffered the most concentrated damage, seemed to have no resistance and was frozen to death inside.

"Ugh..."

There were faint noises everywhere, but I couldn't make out what they were.

The second real body had already recovered, and he swallowed the elixir without hesitation, using the power of the medicine to quickly repair his broken body.

He was blasted into the cell, smashed through dozens of sealing grenades and thick walls, and then stopped his momentum. Now he was hiding in the blind corner of the ruins, as if he was dead.

At this point in the war, no one can protect themselves, and obviously no one pays attention to others.

After the remaining body was repaired, the second real body shook slightly, and Xu Xiaoshou came back.

"It's so miserable..."

As soon as he came back, he was frightened by the tragedy of the scene. He shrank and shrank with his broken body, observing the outside world using only "perception".

Ye Xiao disappeared somewhere unknown. She may have died, but she herself was not dead. She should not die so easily.

Half of the Undead Archmage was dead, and the other half was frozen on the edge of the Ganges River, like an eternal ice fossil.

Not far away is the lower half of Xu Xiaoshou's original body, which is very scary in the background.

And Rao Yaoyao, who was hit by the full blow of such a peak half-saint...

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't believe it, he "perceived" being trapped in the Ganges River

The Rao Yaoyao among them is already lifeless.

No way?

died?

Rao Yaoyao came brazenly, broke through the prison door with her sword, and after freeing Master Han, he killed him with one move...·Has she changed, so much?

"Chi chi chi chi!"

The bleak cold wind brought in the bohemian smile of Mr. Tianbian Han.

Master Han is very happy. The first person who hindered him has died. Next, he will catch Ye Xiao and Chen Tan.

As for the next person to die, Master Han thought it would be Yan Wuse or Yu Kunpeng.

"Where is Chen Tan? I am true to my word. You and I, fellow-travelers, come out quickly to see me. I will spare your life and give you a lift."

"Please note that the rebels have been killed and I am about to leave this ruins and go elsewhere. This is your only chance."

"It is impossible for someone who is not a semi-saint to escape from this sea of ​​suffering by his own strength."

Xu Xiaoshou listened silently, held his breath, and fell to the ground as if dead. "Concealment" played its best role, and then he gradually disappeared into a corner.

"Ugh..."

There is still a voice in my ears!

This seemed to have happened since the moment he came out. Xu Xiaoshou was puzzled and raised his voice to listen in the disappearing state.

He heard all kinds of sounds.

There are the sounds of schoolboys reading, farmers farming and using tools, officials and their children riding horses across the street, nobles drinking and singing, and emperors issuing orders to the people to surrender...

Some people weep and worship their ancestors, some people cross the river by boat, some people fall in love under the tree, and some people say goodbye under the pavilion...

Some are happy, some are crying, some are angry, some are sad, some are frightened, some are fearless...

There are all kinds of things in the world of mortals.

"Illusion?"

Xu Xiaoshou felt a shiver in his heart because he suddenly saw that on the ruins of the Unforgiveness Hall, there were inexplicably countless illusory and shadowy villains.

There were so many people, it was like a shrinking world, with everyone there... The voices they made were exactly the voices I heard just now.

Nine days above, Master Han's joy came to an abrupt end.

Obviously, he also discovered this special vision. It didn't look like it was something owned by the Forbidden City itself, but rather it looked like it was done by manpower.

"Click!"

There seemed to be a dark thunder flashing from the sky, and the frozen Ganges suddenly cracked.

Master Han's expression changed, as if he realized something, his face was full of disbelief, and he hurriedly landed from the sky.

"No!"

"It's not phantom swordsmanship!"

In the disappearing state, Xu Xiaoshou's pupils also shrank sharply. In his mind, he recalled the questions he had asked Mr. Jiren, and a word hidden deep in his memory jumped out.

"The Red Dust Sword, the image of all living beings?"

boom!

At that time, outside the Hall of Inexhaustibility, in the sky above the Hall of Sin and above the Void Island, wind and clouds gathered, the sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds surged in, and strange disasters occurred on the earth.

"Buzz."

The sound of the sword's cry echoed throughout the Void Island, alarming the Semi-Saint Yan Wuse and the Divine Envoy of Heaven No. 2.

The two of them stood in the deep pit, smelling the scent of Zhou Yi's holy medicine that was about to dissipate. Yan Wuse stopped madly insulting the 18th generation ancestors of the instigator, turned around and jumped into No. 2's hand.

Without saying anything, No. 2 swayed and left the Miracle Forest at the same time.

The osmanthus folds over the holy mountain, and the fragrance floats thousands of miles away.

"despair."

Dao Qiongcang dropped the white piece on the chessboard, stood up with his hands tied and looked at the person sitting in the wheelchair in front of him with a smile.

"I won."

"The chess game is half over, how can we talk about losing or winning..."

Ai Cangsheng's voice suddenly stopped, his brows raised, and he turned his eyes to the east.

A Tao suddenly appeared in his eyes, as if he had passed through countless realms in two realms, and as if he had broken through the shackles between planes and saw the future.

But with his great eye, Jing could only see a blur at this time and couldn't see the truth clearly.

"Who?" Ai Cangsheng couldn't help but ask.

Dao Qiongcang smiled, shook his head slightly, let out a hiss, and turned around to leave.

"The ghosts in the Ganges are frozen to death, and the saints are shocked and silent. If the current situation changes, and the martial arts are better than the gentle... you can realize it yourself!"
Chapter completed!