Seconds, seconds?

Or kill him instantly with one look?

When the preaching mirror drunk in the wind turned to the proud figure standing on the top of the lonely tower, no matter how sharp his explanation voice was, it could not reach the ears of the world.

It would be an understatement to say that the whole world was shocked.

At this moment, the people in front of the mirror were all covering their heads, dumbfounded.

His expression was so exaggerated that he felt like he wanted to take out his eyeballs, wash them and put them back in again, to see if he was really dazzled or if the Holy Mountain was playing a big joke on the Five Regions.

"Is this Qin Duan just here to make a joke? Is he really a semi-saint? I don't think so!"

"The Qin family of Siam in the Northern Territory? After this battle, the entire city has become infamous. Isn't it time for the Qin family to be destroyed?"

"Is this called a semi-saint? I can do it even if I do it!"

"No, don't you think that Master Shou is too outrageous? His eyes are killing me, my eyes!"

"What exactly is it, the secret of the Great Way of Meaning? What secret is this? Is Mr. Shou majoring in this? Isn't he an ancient sword cultivator?"

"I have innate sword intent, I know it!"

"Brother, please speak."

"Master Shou must have entered Taoism with the sword of the heart, understood the power of the mind and combined it with the mind, and on the basis of the Hongmei third-rate, he must have mastered the spiritual attack..."

"speak English!"

"Well, Master Shou must have received good fortune at the site of the God-killing Officer..."

"Get out of here!"

Actually, it’s rough words but not rough reasoning.

Anyone who often pays attention to Mr. Shou knows that when he moved out of Yujing City, his plans for the Great Way of the Ideal were not yet eye-catching.

Compared to the mysteries of space and the mysteries of life, they are like fireflies to the bright moon, and they are not even worth discussing.

But Wen Ting is dimmed under the light of the Eight Masters. Is it because Wen Ting is a complete waste?

Probably not.

By the same token, the Great Dao Diagram of Yi is not weak, but Master Shou had not yet majored in it at that time.

In the meantime, the only thing that could cause such a variable to appear was Master Shou's trip to the God-Slaying Official Site...

"Perhaps the God-Slaying Master is cultivating this kind of spiritual path, and Master Shou has been awarded the inheritance of the God-Slaying Master!"

The spectators in front of the preaching mirrors from all over the five regions were talking about it.

It's so itchy!

My heart feels so itchy!

They do not covet the inheritance of priests, but they covet the mysteries.

Before Master Shou was born, the word "Profound Truth" was so invincible that Yu Lingdi, the head of the Spiritual Department, could use it to overwhelm a generation of spiritual refiners.

After Shou Ye was born, who was Yu Lingdi? It was just a clay pill that could be broken with a snap of the finger.

Even his father, the water ghost Yu Mo, has become a scrap in various legends about Master Shou, probably mentioned when mentioning the Battle of Void Island.

"So, if Mr. Shou wins this battle, after he becomes the master of the Holy Mountain Palace, is it possible for him to make the secret cultivation methods public and benefit the five regions?"

"Don't think about what is there and what is not. Come and see love...ah, Emperor Cangsheng, his face has changed. He is so cruel when he scolds me. He is 'disappointed' all of a sudden."

"That's right, Emperor Cangsheng's expression turned green after he was disappointed...Speaking of how he would draw an arrow if Master Shou didn't show up. Why didn't he draw an arrow when Master Shou appeared?"

"You are stupid! There must be adultery involved!"

"What kind of adultery... no, it's an inside story, right?"

"You ask me? How do I know? I want to know that the person sitting in the wheelchair now must be me, Zhao Cangsheng?"

…

The top of the holy mountain.

The expression of Ai Cangsheng in the wheelchair has indeed changed, but it has little to do with Xu Xiaoshou's ridicule.

The saucy old man has his words first. To deal with Xu Xiaoshou, one has to either speak better than him or pretend to be deaf and dumb.

If you respond to him, you have been tricked.

From this point of view, Xu Dao and the two can be considered equal.

What really surprised Ai Cangsheng was Xu Xiaoshou’s sudden qualitative change in his state of understanding the Great Dao.

"The profound meaning of meaning is more than enough..."

Ai Cangsheng probably knows a little bit about the concept of transcendence.

After all, he had entered the Ranming Ruins and knew that if the upper limit of cultivation in the Holy Continent was eight, the Ruins of the Gods could probably reach nine tenths.

It's a pity that he didn't have time to realize all this, so he gave Dao Xuanji an unpredictable trick and deceived him out of the ruins.

Killing her twice still doesn't satisfy her hatred.

At this moment, seeing Xu Xiaoshou gain something from the ruins with his own eyes, Ai Cangsheng felt that he should have searched more carefully, pulled out Dao Xuanji's body and shot him to pieces before he was done.

"Lord Common Man, there is no movement in the Dead Sea yet." Xi Qingqing, who was standing next to the wheelchair, transmitted the message quietly.

To this day, he doesn't even dare to do it in front of Master Shou, thinking Chuanyin can keep it a secret.

After all, it is very possible that after Master Shou came out, he mastered a method that could intercept the voice transmissions of half-saint and below spiritual refiners.

There is no need to express love for the common people. In just one sentence, you can understand the meaning behind Xi’s words:

"The holy slave has no sleeves and has not returned yet."

This is interesting.

Xu Xiaoshou was killed and went to the Holy Mountain for other reasons, such as seeking fame and profit. After all, even the eight acquaintances cultivated their names, and Xu Xiaoshou needed it even more.

But getting to the root of it…

There is no need to doubt that he rescued his master!

Now that Wu Xiu has not returned, Xu Xiaoshou came to the Holy Mountain to kill. There are only two possibilities:

Or, he has mastered another method that can make the people in the Relics of God return to the Holy God Continent from elsewhere - he has a way out at any time.

"It's possible, but not very likely."

Love the Common People does not completely deny this section.

What he couldn't figure out was that if this method was feasible, Xu Xiaoshou would not need to go to the Holy Mountain anymore.

He stayed at God's Relics until the end, and he should have seen God.

Anyone who has had direct contact with Shenyi should know what the concept of the Ten Combat-type Seats is.

so!

"No matter how conceited he is, he will not have the intention to compete with me for the time being."

"But he still came..."

Not only come.

He also kidnapped Feng Zhongzui and announced his return to the entire continent, deliberately creating a stir.

Judging from the history of Xu Xiaoshou’s fortune, this is his consistent trick:

The light is one, the darkness is two. The drunkard's intention is not to drink.

What is this "two"?

Is it really because of the second possibility - is he resentful of the arrow he fired from the Eighth Palace before and just wants to hit himself?

Then the problem comes back again.

He can't beat me at the moment... Ai Cangsheng took a breath and unconsciously tapped the armrests of his wheelchair with his fingers.

no idea!

He once again experienced the unsatisfactory feeling of being constrained everywhere after losing Dao Qiongtian.

But he had to think alone.

But the intensity of his thinking was simply not enough to support him in understanding the ins and outs of an event that had not happened yet.

Naturally, he couldn't get Tao Qiongtian's...

A pinch of fingers.

The corners of his mouth curled up.

Then he dared to say "the secret of heaven must not be leaked".

"Emperor Cangsheng, which plan should we follow?" Xi asked for instructions again.

Sitting on the side of the wheelchair, he could clearly feel the slight sadness in the brows of the Emperor of Cangsheng after he was verbally humiliated by Xu Xiaoshou.
To be continued...