At the same time, everyone discovered that the middle-aged man pretending to be the master of the Taoist Palace was missing.

Huh?

The first viewing platform was confused.

But soon, the identity of the pretender was blurred in everyone's memory, and they were only immersed in thinking about what he said.

At the edge of the square, Dao Qiong still stood in place, not even taking half a step forward.

"The voice of doubt, the gaze, the expression of admiration, the funny mentality..." Dao Qiongcang touched his chin and concluded, still immersed in the role, but not the role in the eyes of outsiders.

He is thinking.

Think about Xu Xiaoshou’s problem.

The question of the source of this man's eccentricity, and the question of how he is going to win.

"Maybe, this is a problem?"

…

"Very good, there is only one question left!"

At the end of the interview, Feng Zhongzui couldn't bear the pressure anymore and returned to the air in time.

He was carrying a mirror and was broadcasting the scene of the saints leaving on the Holy Mountain. He said while broadcasting:

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"The war will inevitably start at the Dead Sea. Now the semi-saints on the Holy Mountain are going to the Dead Sea to wait."

"Unexpectedly, the Holy Temple, which had mastered the sleeveless Holy Slave, did not take the initiative. Instead, the always passive Master Shou stood up and became the master of this game."

"The time of his appearance determines when the war will begin, but in turn, the Emperor of the People also controls the location of the battlefield."

"I can only say that Master Shou and Emperor Cangsheng are trying their best to keep each other in check, not giving in at every step!"

After a pause, Fengzhong clicked his tongue drunkenly, and said with some emotion:

"Brothers, the Dead Sea is a forbidden area of ​​​​the Holy Mountain. It is the top secret among the top secrets. I heard that the people imprisoned in it are all villains of the level of Wu Xiu and Wu Yue... Ahem, master, in short, I can't go in and give him...

You are broadcasting internal footage."

"But it's already a great honor. I never thought that I could explain the first half of the war between Master Shou and Emperor Cangsheng, and I never thought that after talking so much, I would still be alive."

"But the most surprising thing is that I am qualified to commentate on this game. Maybe everyone didn't expect that in the end, this battle would not be unpredictable. Instead, everyone was fighting openly."

As if he thought of something, Feng Zhongzui laughed out loud, lowered his head and whispered:

"To be disrespectful, it can actually be expected. After all, the Taoist Palace Master is no longer in the Holy Mountain..."

"How can a young man like me see through the big picture? Hehehehe!"

It's hard to say goodbye.

But living makes people happy.

Seeing that the semi-saints on the square were almost gone, Feng Zhongzui knew without even listening that the five-domain spiritual refiner opposite the mirror was going crazy.

After all, what I wanted to watch the most couldn’t be broadcast!

But what comes next cannot be solved by a drink in front of Huayue Tower.

The entire Feng family is not qualified to sow even a drop of water in the Dead Sea... The wind stirred up drunkenness, turned around and wanted to leave, not daring to be the last lone brave man.

God knows how much pressure it will be to be the last one to leave with the Eyes of the Avenue watching!

But before he left, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, grabbed a small tail, delayed the shutdown of the preaching mirror, and quickly moved the screen:

"Brothers, stop shouting. There seems to be something wrong?"

…

"Xu! Xiao! Accept!"

With a hoarse roar, the half-saint stopped walking away at an inappropriate time, attracting the attention of all the five realms.

Everyone was shocked, something really happened.

Semi-Saint Qin Duan!

Stuck at this juncture!

His head turned white and he could speak!

His anger came so late that everyone in the five regions had to think about it for a while before they remembered that this guy was angry because he was slapped by Qiu Gu, slapped by the Nine Sacrifice Gods, and was teased by Xu Xiaoshou.

He held it in for a long time. When he came back to his senses, he couldn't vent to Jiuji Gui. He could only pour all his anger into this roar.

"This, this, this..."

Feng Zhongzui thought about it and understood something:

"Is it possible that during the time when I asked Emperor Cangsheng questions, Qin Duan was repairing the damage to his soul and didn't hear anything?"

Only in this way can we explain that he still spoke so arrogantly after the Emperor of Cangsheng made the final decision, right?

He was the only one who was still at the initial stage, and felt that he had the support of the Great Emperor, so he dared to step forward and force Master Shou to sign a semi-holy contract with him.

Little did they know that at this time, everyone tacitly chose to ignore Master Shou's unstoppable puppet manipulation skills, so they foolishly ran out to remind the world that he was still alive, right?

Not only did Qin Duan forcefully announce his timely return to the Five Realms, his anger, and at this time, his murderous intent spread unscrupulously towards anyone who looked at him with a sarcastic look.

His eyes were about to burst, he stared at Feng Zhongzui far away in the air, and he was the first to curse:

"Shu Zi, how dare you call the Semi-Saint by his name!"

There was a roar in the sky, blood burst out from all the orifices in the wind, and the whole person flew out, even the preaching mirror almost fell out of his hand.

He was confused.

He never thought that the first time he was injured while teaching this way was not because of the aftermath of the battle between Master Shou and Emperor Cangsheng.

But because, calling the semi-saint by his name?

I was as smart as the wind and was drunk. I suddenly thought of the key, but at the same time my mentality was about to explode:

"No, senior, I'm not laughing at you!"

"You don't need to show your strength by shocking the weak me with one word, so as to restore your dignity that was shattered after being played by Master Shou, right?"

"Whose fault have I suffered? Why did this bad thing happen to me?"

Fengzhongzui didn't even think about resisting.

What the hell, he was just drunk and still wanted to resist the semi-saint?

He only wished that his parents had given him a pair of wings, and he was flapping his wings, wiping the blood from his body, and flying out of the mountain.

The preaching mirror captures the key on its own in the hurried movements of the mirror holder, as if trying to forcefully give something.

But when the mirror hurriedly swept across the mountainside of the Holy Mountain, the people in the five regions were still unaware of the insignificant orange glow of the sunset passing through their field of vision.

"Kill!"

"Okay, let's kill!"

"Haha, you guys want to see the battle, the kind with rivers of blood!"

The man in front of the mirror was suddenly in a state of sudden emotion. He only regretted that the war came too late, and felt that the outburst of emotions by Half-Saint Qin Duan was completely reasonable.

…

"call!"

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Qin Duan breathed heavily and clenched his fists with such force.

After drinking the ungrateful Feng family boy to pieces, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes flashing with an animalistic scarlet color that seemed to choose and devour others.

He is very sensitive now.

He also knew that something was not right with him.

But he couldn't accept it at all. Qiu Gu, who had turned his head 360 degrees, acted like a normal person, and now he could ignore him and go to the Dead Sea by patting his butt.

He even felt that he was so full of anger that he did not dare to vent his anger on the Jiuji Gui spirit body who stabbed him with a dragon-painted halberd and shattered the human soul with a slap, which was a kind of humiliation.

Isn't this humiliating? This is humiliating!

Being a semi-saint, being angry but not being able to express it, how can it be considered "normal"?

In fact, if they came to me now and apologized, I wouldn't have an attack, but they...

Out of the corner of my eye.

Qiu Gu was talking flatteringly to Mr. Fang and Mr. Zhong. His expression was extremely ugly. In his world, there was no life, death or dignity for others.

Jiuji Gui's spiritual body is still dignified and elegant, and the figure of her swaying waist and hips as she walks away with lotus steps makes people want to rush forward and tear that pretentious dignity into pieces with great force!

"This saint, am I not even as good as Jiang Buyi?"

Qin Duan raised his head and shouted loudly. He could no longer contain the murderous intention transformed from the overwhelming shame in his chest and soared into the sky.
To be continued...