Does it matter?

It's not important anymore!

The important thing is that if one day the real Dao Qiongtian comes, he will also say such a thing to these people?

Yue Gongli was a little agitated for no reason. He had never been this agitated before when he faced the Diying Sacred Strain in the prototype of the Divine Court.

Copper coins only have two sides, front and back. If you throw them up and fall to the ground, there is a small chance that they will stand.

For ordinary people, probability is probably nothing more than the third party of positive, negative, and variables.

In the heaven of Tao, either is right or wrong!

The variables on the Holy Mountain are now under his control.

And now, he walked out of the Holy Mountain and walked to the five regions of the mainland...

"Master Li?"

"Master Li?"

"Master of the Dao Palace!"

Yue Gongli was suddenly awakened by the increasingly clear calling in his ears. He looked around and said, "Is Dao Qiongcang coming?"

Dozens of old guys suddenly looked at him in confusion, not knowing whether they were pretending to be stupid or hinting them not to talk nonsense in the future, lest they reveal the secret and be overheard by outsiders.

Yue Gongli glanced at the plaque in front of him, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed hard. He could no longer joke and said numbly: "Have you found God?"

"Your Majesty... Mr. Li, I'm not here yet!" The person below seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and he spoke in a sultry tone.

I really am not Dao Qiongang... Yue Gongli almost slapped him away, and the corner of his mouth twitched and said:

"Then unless he also entered some secret places... No, it is more likely that he went directly to the 33rd heaven."

Everyone nodded, not questioning at all why the God's Relics hadn't been closed and the trial hadn't ended yet:

"Master Li is right!"

Yue Gongli opened his mouth but was unable to ask any more questions. These people had obviously become puppets in human form.

He just numbly ordered:

"One, don't pay attention to Cao Erzhu."

"Second, ask Dazai Ci to lead a group of semi-holy guards outside this plaque and wait for Xu Xiaoshou."

"Third, after I entered the Temple of Killing, contact me after half a cup of tea, and then message me every half hour, but I will not message you back."

"Four, let Hua Yuan end his solo actions and come in to see me... Don't look at or talk to him during this process!"

Yue Gongli said, somewhat angrily:

"Fifth, the Holy Emperor is not Xu Xiaoshou, and the Eight Lords are well versed in not eating Shenyi's fish!"

Everyone pecked at the rice like chickens, which means they have remembered everything, every word is correct.

Yue Gongli opened his mouth when he saw this, then looked at the sky speechlessly, and finally almost shed tears.

Sure enough, they didn't ask why they ignored Cao Erzhu, why Xu Xiaoshou came over, why I didn't reply, and how could they let Hua Yuan come in to see them without dialogue and eye contact.

The most outrageous thing is...

The Holy Emperor is not Xu Xiaoshou. What does this mean? Do you really understand it?

You are not at all curious about what the Bazun is talking about as he knows not to eat the fish of the gods?

I’m so damn curious myself!

I almost want to ask what this sentence means.

You just nod and don’t ask questions, do you really believe me?

——Dao Qiongcang, you are a dog!

Yue Gongli wiped the corners of his eyes and couldn't help but turn into a stubborn fish and dive into the plaque.

"Buzz!"

The strong aura of the evil god's power escaped, and then disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

"The power of the evil god?" Some people were surprised, but then they were relieved, "Yeah, the power of the evil god."

"This doesn't seem to be Master Li's ability, it feels a little different..."

"Is it important? When this thing comes out, it doesn't look like the Temple of Killing, but like the Temple of Evil!"

"That's true, it's not important, haha."

"anyway……"

"You don't have to ask, Lao Zhou. He finally came back. God knows and earth knows. You know and I know."

"but……"

"Ahem, let's be honest, I really can't hold it in any longer...Why isn't the Holy Emperor Xu Xiaoshou? What will happen if the Eight Masters eat Shen Yi's fish? What twists and turns are there in this story?

?”

"Well, I don't know, but he must have a reason for what he said. Of course he thought that you would not be able to figure it out, which means that this is the effect he wants."

"What if I lose my mind?"

"Then you should have been given a special mission, and only you know about it. But if you say it, it is impossible for you to tell it. If you tell it, it only means that you have not thought through it, and you are just a simple fool."

"Haha, Lao Cheng, you have figured it out...ahem, he is quite advanced."

"Humph, that's not the case!" Old Cheng put his hands on his hips.

"Could it be that it's just a code?"

"No, it's too superficial. You're on the first floor."

"So, just a joke?"

"What kind of person are you? He is joking with you?"

"Oh, that too."

…

The ruins of God, the first heaven.

"Distinguish me clearly, become transcendent, ascend to the third realm, and see my true name..."

Xu Xiaoshou just felt that he didn't have to give up anything, he only needed to give up his body and identify himself, and he would be able to ascend to the eighteenth heaven.

But now, he doesn't want to "ascend" in this way.

"Summon!"

The ten destiny stars of God came together, and the pillar of reincarnation suddenly descended from the sky.

There are two parallel sky above and below, and a passable bridge is built amidst the roaring noise and billowing smoke.

Everyone is waiting.

Everyone's eyes fell on the young man in black sleeveless clothes at the head.

"Kill to heaven."

To Mr. Shou, this was an ordinary sentence.

If it falls in the ears of everyone, it is a symbol, a battle of great ways, and a battle of revenge!

Everyone knows that now that the pattern of the God's Relics has been rewritten, the Eighteenth Heaven must have dug a big hole waiting for it with Yue Gongli's temperament.

But retreat?

God also never retreats.

The holy slave will not retreat!

Under the intense anticipation, Xu Xiaoshou slowly stretched out his withered and charred hand.

Of course he knew that the person who slapped the pillar in front of him would have to be able to withstand an attack from the majestic evil god's power.

The strength of this attack has been verified by the Holy Temple members before:

Even the half-saint couldn't bear it before the Holy Plant of Diying was beaten away by God.

After the Diying Holy Strain shrank back to the sky in embarrassment, the half-saints could ascend to the sky, and some Taixu with strong combat power could do it too!

but now……

Everything is beyond investigation.

"Let me do it."

After some mental struggle, Sang Lao felt that he still couldn't let his beloved disciple take risks, even if his beloved disciple's combat power might have surpassed his own.

He just wanted to show his teacher's love with his own body.

Xu Xiaoshou gave him a look and stared back.
To be continued...