Sleeveless, Shenyi, Cenqiaofu, Water Ghost.

Outsiders may not be able to count gods, and they don't know much about water ghosts.

As a semi-insider, he has heard a lot of inside information from his sister over the years, so he naturally knows very well that everyone at the moment is the highest combat power configuration of the Saint Slave:

Holy slaves two, three, four and five in command!

Oh, now that person is the former second-in-command of the Holy Slave.

Now the second in command is Shou Ye, who is better than his master.

so……

"Five Holy Slaves!"

"If all five of them are killed here, Saint Nudun will lose half of his country, and the eight masters will return to thirty years ago overnight. It will be difficult to achieve anything!"

But soon, Yue Gongli frowned and disappeared into the crowd.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

What we should consider is actually not whether we can kill them here, but whether I will be killed by them together, right?!

…

"Sang Lao..."

When looking back, it seems that the roar of the battlefield has become quite distant at this moment.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that even the figures around him were fading away, and only that strange yet familiar figure became clearer and clearer in front of his eyes.

Sang Lao has changed!

He has completely changed!

It is completely different from the image seen in the Taixu world.

The simplest way he can describe it now is that the "sleeveless, red-scorched hands" have mutated into the "sleeveless, red-scorched body."

"How did you become such a ghost?"

Xu Xiaoshou grinned widely and rushed forward to grab the old man's arm to see what was going on.

Long time no see!

It’s been too long!

Counting it all together, after leaving the Taixu world twice, this was the first time I saw Old Man Sang since the battle in the Eight Palaces. It seemed like it had been a long time.

If the junior sister was here, she would be so excited that she would burst into tears.

Xu Xiaoshou felt fine.

Although it has been a long time, there is no exaggeration like three autumns every day, because it is full of calculations...

Mr. Sang has been out of contact for less than a year!

"One year!"

"I am already so strong!"

"And you, my master, how did you become like this? Is there something wrong with your cultivation? Haha, okay."

This was not what he meant. Xu Xiaoshou crossed the crowd and came to Sang Lao. The more he talked, the happier he became. He grabbed his clothes and started rubbing them:

"How did you keep your clothes?"

"Sleeveless·Red Burnt Body? No, it should be Sleeveless·Red Burnt Body. This material..."

Xu Xiaoshou quickly figured out that this was no ordinary prison uniform.

This thing has been specially refined and exudes the burnt smell of the elixir, and it also has the smell of the second-generation Toshen Nianlong's burning.

"Is this fake clothing?"

"No, this is a fake but real piece of clothing. Half of it is condensed from the energy of the Dragon Soul, which means..."

Xu Xiaoshou looked at this old man who was obviously shorter than him and could see his bald head, and asked with wide eyes:

"Are you running naked?"

After listening in silence, Mr. Sang looked at the young man in front of him. His big dark circles twitched twice, and the feeling of meeting him again after a long separation was gone.

he kept telling himself.

Tolerant……

There is no need to argue with a young boy. With so many people watching, it is not cost-effective, not decent, and even less dignified.

"I didn't want to be like this." Sang Lao shook his head slightly.

"What?" Xu Xiaoshou didn't quite hear the old man's murmur.

"Back off."

Sang Lao pointed his finger at the hedgehog's forehead and exerted force as if he wanted to kill this traitor.

Bang!

Ripples exploded in the void, and the earth collapsed. Xu Xiaoshou was knocked back several steps with a finger, showing a slight shock.

"you……"

The words haven't left my mouth yet.

Then I saw Mr. Sang lift his chin, curl up the corners of his lips, and raise one hand upward.

Buzz!

The bright light spiraled out from under his feet, covering everyone in the room. It spread thousands of miles, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Mysterious array diagram!

In an instant, everyone around was shocked.

"What? The secret of fire?"

"Saint Slave Wuxiu understands the secret of fire?"

"That's not right, he, he, he, he has no secrets. When he is on the throne, it is not the throne of secrets..."

"Did I remember it wrong? Who tampered with my memory? Saint Slave Wu Xiu is not the Mysterious Throne, but the Mysterious Taixu, right? The first Mysterious Spiritual Refiner was Yu Lingdi, wasn't he?"

"It's Yumo!"

"Is it Yan Wu Color?"

"Mr. Yan has no secret meaning. You are remembering it wrong, but Wuxiu has secret meaning. Why do you think he is the second in command of the Holy Slave?"

"Ah? Is that like this?"

Not to mention everyone around him, even the semi-saints were dumbfounded by this secret fire element.

Cen Qiaofu, Bai Zhou and Yue Gongli were all surprised.

The water ghost was also calmed down. He was the semi-saint of the profound secrets of Taixu. He knew better than anyone else that the current secrets of the fire element without sleeves were genuine.

but……

He knows better than anyone else!

The second-in-command of the Saint Slave has no sleeves. In the past, there really was no secret to the fire element!

Did he realize it after Taixu?

This understanding is too terrifying!

But soon...

Like the water ghost, everyone looked at Saint Slave Wuxiu, who stood with his feet on the secret formation diagram, hands behind his back, and his face was proud, and the corner of his lips could not be pressed down, and then looked at Master Shou.

For a moment, everyone had strange expressions.

Xu Xiaoshou's expression was also strange.

no.

It took a long time.

Are you pretending to be this in front of me?

…

"Cool!"

At this moment, I looked at the strange expressions of the people around me that were mixed with confusion and confusion, and with a mixture of confusion and admiration.

Mr. Sang admitted that he did it on purpose.

He just wants this moment of the most superficial pleasure!

After studying for so long and pondering for more than thirty years, he even did not hesitate to judge the "evil and crooked path" sought by the Holy Palace in the outside world - using the body of Taixu to prove the secret again!

My way has been accomplished!

This road leads to the sky!

What's wrong with pretending?

We meet again after a long separation. What’s wrong with me showing off in front of my apprentice?

I didn't want to be like this, you forced me to do it.

I originally thought of reminiscing about old times, greeting each other first, and showing a sense of friendship between master and disciple... then! I would suppress it first and then praise it! I will do this ruthlessly!
To be continued...