Outside the bamboo forest, there were no passers-by on the bridge, only the three less gods, he supported his chin with both hands, made a lazy posture, looked at the clear water flowing under the bridge, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Crystal clear, fish and shrimp fighting,-for-tat, dead and wounded.

Gently throwing a stone, and then setting off a magnificent ripple, the large river shrimp was the first to sense the movement, and hurriedly slipped away from the fish.

And this black fish is spinning in place, making the original ripple amplitude more beautiful.

San Shao pursed his lips, no wonder it would cause a dispute, it turned out to be a stupid fish.

The world is inevitably fighting and fighting, it is inevitable to have dark interests, the ups and downs for a long time, the war and chaos for a long time, are destined to be displaced all their lives, no longer the original years, no longer the original forgetfulness.

Yes, even life in rivers can be like this, let alone people?

"Three less. Not far away, a mysterious man dressed in black walked straight up.

He wrapped himself tightly, with a mask and a wide black robe, and by his respectful posture, he knew that the person he was facing now was someone he could not disobey.

"Check the movement of the White Sun Shinto. Sanshao didn't turn around and said lightly.

"There has been no movement in Baiyang Shendao recently, and right now, the most fluctuating ones are the Holy Confucian Dynasty and the Jiaolong Divine Pavilion, this continent has had grievances and hatreds for generations, and it can't be settled for a century. "Humanity in black.

"Got it, go down. San Shao waved his hand, and it seemed that nothing major had happened during the time he fainted.

The Evil Emperor is from the White Yang Shinto, and it is difficult to find out his current name.

It is rumored in the world that he defeated the "Three Lesser Gods" of the First Emperor and ascended to the throne and became the supreme god "Evil Emperor" of this continent.

Although the three god-killing gods were trampled under their feet and also overpowered, it was rumored that the three god-killing gods were dead, and most people understood that this was a plan that even they could not touch.

But in fact, this is just a name for the younger generation to look at the world from afar or be arrogant.

There are many strong people in the true sense.

The three god-killing young men inherited the sword intent since he was a child, but he had no sword intent, because his master died tragically at the hands of Baiyang Shinto.

At that time, he was too young to see who was coming, but he clearly knew that his master was very powerful, and after handing over his life's work to himself, the immortal died in the tomb.

How strong are the three god-killing youths? Everyone in this continent knows about it, and everyone knows it.

So his master naturally didn't have to say much.

But such a god was seriously injured by the power of the White Yang Shinto.

After killing him, the Great Power took a bead from his body.

This was originally the prayer bead that the master used to hang the pot to help the world, and if it fell into the hands of the good people, it would calm the world, and if it fell into the hands of the wicked, it would slaughter the world.

But such a bead was taken away by the demon road.

Although the White Yang Shinto is a Shinto, it is actually a demon Dao.

Looking at the still water river, Su Xiao also stared intently.

Su Xiao was about to descend slowly, and with the state of his spirit body, it was very easy for the three god-killing gods to see his appearance at this moment.

As it descended, it was as if the sky was roaring. Su Xiao only felt that his consciousness was dark, and he disappeared here in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was in a cold sweat and looked around casually.

Or is it the same place, what the hell happened just now?

For a moment, Su Xiao only felt that his mind couldn't help but be stunned, as if he had been violently shaken a few times.

But just as he was about to look at the ground, a look of astonishment suddenly spread across his cheeks.

"What the hell is going on?"

At this moment, although he occupies the top of the heavenly dome, there is a trace of god in his eyes, as if he can see the entire continent.

Suddenly, Su Xiao only felt that his soul was out of his body, no, to be precise, it should be back to his body.

Below, it looks like a burial ground.

And the people around were densely packed, and every warrior was holding a sharp sword in his right hand and wearing pure white clothes.

Take these warriors as a circle, and there are two people in the circle...... A black and white figure proudly looked at the most conspicuous person in the crowd.

This person was dressed in a gray robe, his face was somewhat calm, but his aura was extremely mysterious.

In short, it is not comparable to Yan Hongfei and his ilk.

Gray robe...... Su Xiao's eyes were dull, and he didn't stare at ...... Keep this person in mind.

"Have offspring?" Su Xiao glanced at the two of them, the child in the arms of the woman in white.

That gray-robed old man couldn't be the legendary Evil Emperor, right?

If it was him, plus there were so many martial artists around him whose momentum was not weaker than the status realm......

Today, even if you have wings, you can't fly.

"What secrets are still hidden?" When the time passed minute by minute, Su Xiao completely realized that he had woken up.

And beside him, sitting quietly on the scorched stone by the sea of fire, the three god-killing gods who were drinking wine, Su Xiao's heart was turbulent.

"The fugue is back?" he said.

"What the hell is going on with all this? What about memories, how can there be so many missing?" Su Xiao said.

"Then you're going to ask the Evil Emperor. The three god-killing gods were expressionless.

After a long time, Su Xiao said again: "What do you want to do next?"

"What do you think I'm going to do?"

"Looking for your child?" Su Xiao wondered.

"And her sister-in-law. "Three young ways to kill gods.

"Huh. Su Xiao smiled. Facing that feeling of calm and mystery.

Su Xiao already felt the uneasiness in his heart...... This guy, he obviously wants to take away.

However, what Su Xiao didn't expect was that the left hand of the three god-killing gods had already been raised, his five fingers were opened, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the endless sky: "It's not as complicated as you think, it's just a matter of borrowing your body, you are the main consciousness." ”

Su Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't take it lightly: "Hanluo, when will she wake up?"

He figured it out, the person in front of him wanted to be the second Ximen Yang Hui!

Speaking of Ximen Yang Hui...... Where did he go, and why didn't he contact him?

"I'm awake. ”

When Su Xiao heard this, he turned around slightly, and looked at the dazzling shadow in the distance.

Just sitting in place like this, it was like the beautiful scenery in the painting, but Su Xiao had indeed felt her breath.

Subtle changes, not only that, Su Xiao could also feel that her realm had also improved a little.

"Status Realm!" Su Xiao was stunned.

He has cultivated his sword intent, but he has not advanced half an inch, but Shui Hanluo can break through the great realm......

This is undoubtedly a slap in the face.

After all, I always thought that my talent was incomparable and invincible.

"Hanluo, you broke through. Su Xiao saw that Shui Hanluo opened his eyes, so he said directly.

Shui Han Luomei's eyes turned, looked at Su Xiao, and whispered: "How long has it been?"