The aura on Xiao Shi's body was extremely disordered, although those two white lights didn't look very remarkable, but in essence, the energy of the connotation of these two white lights was extremely violent, as if it was going to crush his whole body in his body!

Thanks to Xiao Shi's cultivation of the Xuantian Nine Reversal Technique, the meridians were not only extremely tough but also very thick, which gave him a chance to escape now.

Xiao Shi walked quickly, and the people in the hole were dumbfounded, what is the situation, why did the big guys outside fight?

The Children of Hell are probably the most knowledgeable of them all.

"I have to slander my belly, that Huaxia monk just now was really violent, and he directly hammered the next Holy See Pope into this bird! Hahaha! I am happy to think about it!"

Linghu glanced at him senselessly: "Aren't you going to kill the Holy Son?" now that I think about it, you can do whatever you want!"

"Are you really stupid for me! Now that the old man of the Pope is going crazy, I dare to kill someone?" The son of hell gave him a big roll of the eyes: "If I do it in front of him, the ancestor will not be able to protect me here!

"By the way, it's useless for you to call Linghu, right, I'm waiting for the day of the pinnacle battle to fight you again!"

"When the time comes, I'll show you what pure power is!" Ling Hu meaninglessly put away the copper hammer in his hand, and then the golden light on his body began to dissipate little by little.

"I'll wait!" said the child of hell, and his body began to melt, and finally turned into a black light and disappeared into the spatial portal in the middle.

"Let's go quickly!" Sun Lixing didn't want to stay here for a moment, his dream was to steal all over the world, and today he was deflated here!

"Actually, Xiao Shi was probably pretending just now, why don't you fight it?" When he walked to Ling Hu's senseless side, the other party suddenly spoke.

Sun Lixing sneered: "Don't take me for a fool, aren't you not sure if Xiao Shi has a backhand? Otherwise, you dare to give away such an important thing as the island soul?"

Linghu sighed meaninglessly: "Xiao Shi, this person is too dangerous, I can't see through it!"

"That's the end of it!"

At this time, the sky was torn apart again, and the Pope seemed to be angry, and the whole person seemed to be crazy, seeing whom

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I want to fight with whomever I want.

The old devil didn't dare to stay and left directly.

Xue Zhendong's clothes were broken, but he still looked at the Pope with a solemn expression.

"You must hand me over the man today!" The Pope fished out the Holy Son directly, and although the Holy Son was able to bathe in the Holy Light, his breath was still very weak.

"Hmph! What a big breath! You William killed so many people in the secret realm back then, did I ask you for someone? Why, old Zamao, do you want to play with your life?" Xue Zhendong snorted coldly, not giving an inch in his momentum.

The Pope's nose was crooked: "You're embarrassed to say! If it weren't for the-stirring stick of the Hidden Streamer, would this kind of thing happen!"

The corners of Xue Zhendong's mouth twitched, but he still glared at the Pope very hard: "If you want to do it, let your hands come down, as long as it doesn't exceed the fifth grade, I don't care!"

"Okay!" The Pope knew that this was already Xue Zhendong's biggest concession, and the situation of the Holy Son did not allow any further delay, so he glanced coldly at the interior of the Giant Tide Islands and left resentfully.

"Old bald donkey, still look, don't get out yet!"

The people of the Heavenly Kingdom of the Gods were almost gone, and the old man of the Kabiro Buddha Gate was still watching with a smile, which immediately caused Xue Zhendong to be furious.

"I'm just here to see the excitement, since Xue Daoyou is not welcome, I'll just go, but there is something I want to discuss with you!" The old monk looked at Xue Zhendong with a smile, cheeky.

"Get out! If you don't roll again, Lao Tzu will sprinkle this fire on you!" Xue Zhendong's eyes stood up, and then the aura on his body began to roll.

The old monk was still not angry, just smiled, and then the auspicious clouds were wrapped around him, with golden light on his body, and he swaggered away all the way.

After they all left, Xue Zhendong coughed violently, and it wasn't until a mouthful of blood gushed out that he felt much better.

"Another one who can cause trouble! If you let the Hidden Stream Man get together with you, the world will have to be chaotic! That's fine, I'll make you some trouble, and see if you dare to run rampant!" Xue Zhendong took a deep breath, and then left the sky above the Giant Tide Islands.

The Pope's attack was indeed ruthless, and Xiao Shi used a secret method when he escaped, and at this time, the injury also faintly flare-up, and the severe pain made his forehead begin to sweat.

"Haha! Xiao Shi, you also have today!"

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Just when Xiao Shi flew through a dense forest, Fang Dingtian, who had been recuperating from his injuries, discovered his whereabouts, and after determining that Xiao Shi was seriously injured, a strong joy surged in his heart, and his words also revealed a strong hatred.

Quietly followed behind Xiao Shi, and when Xiao Shi came to the edge of a waterhole and began to meditate, Fang Dingtian did not make a rash move.

He also needs to confirm again whether Xiao Shi's injury is real!

It can be said that Xiao Shi has left a heavy shadow on everyone, including Fang Dingtian!

At this time, the scar on Fang Dingtian's chest had not completely recovered, it could be said that he was now showing less than seventy percent of his usual strength, if Xiao Shi was pretending, wouldn't he be pitted?

No, no, we have to watch and watch again!

Thinking of this, Fang Dingtian also began to meditate.

"Poof!" Xiao Shi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his breath began to be disordered, Fang Dingtian was already sure that Xiao Shi was not pretending!

Thinking of this, Fang Dingtian was overjoyed in his heart, and laughed loudly at the moment: "Hahaha! Xiao Shi, you also have today!"

Xiao Shi raised his head indifferently, his eyes narrowed: "Fang Dingtian!"

"It seems that God doesn't want to see you, and even let me meet you seriously injured and dying!How about it, are you scared?" Fang Dingtian began to laugh at himself, took out his weapon, Fang Dingtian restrained his smile: "To be honest, it's a pity that a talent like you can be killed directly, how about not being weak and cooperating with our gas valve?"

"Ballast valve, you guys deserve it too!" Xiao Shi snorted coldly, then slowly stood up and looked at Fang Dingtian with cold eyes.

"Bold! At this time, you still dare to pretend to be tough in front of Lao Tzu!Xiao Shi! You are killing yourself!" Fang Dingtian was annoyed, snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly shot towards Xiao Shi.

At this time, he still seemed very cautious, but he didn't dare to have close contact with Xiao Shi.

"Even if you are seriously injured, I can still kill you!"

After speaking, the spiritual fire in Xiao Shi's hand flashed out again, and when the spiritual fire covered the palm of his hand, Xiao Shi stretched out his hand and grabbed the long sword directly! And taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Shi took out an elixir and swallowed it in his mouth.

The familiar sense of power swept through his body again, and his eyes looked at Fang Dingtian calmly.

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