Wen Yiming looked at She Xirong's stumbling steps, and sighed secretly in his heart, if the thunder tribulation came again, She Xirong would die on the spot.

can force a guardian god of war to such a point, this day the thunder tribulation is indeed worthy of its reputation, he estimates that She Xirong can be regarded as having exhausted his hole cards, otherwise he would not be so unclothed.

Sighing, Wen Yiming sat up with the dragon spear, and said weakly: "She Xirong, you just want the Six Divine Seals, you have already obtained the Snake Seal, and you think I will give you the rest? ”

She Xirong coughed several times in a row, her body shook slightly, her hair automatically returned to her original appearance, and she was caged with a loose robe, and she was no longer embarrassed in an instant, but her face was weak and pale, and her eyes were bloodshot, like an ordinary old woman who had stayed up all night for a long time.

"Wen Yiming, you don't have to play any tricks on me. She Xirong sneered, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth again, and it could be seen that she was seriously injured by the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation this time.

She wiped a handful of bloodstains, and said: "I won't promise you anything, and I won't let you find anything to hide it, you either transcribe the other six god seals, so that you can die happily, otherwise, I have the ability to make you immortal for a thousand years, I don't believe you try." ”

Wen Yiming felt a chill in his heart, knowing that this was already the other party's final bottom line, and it was impossible to make any compromises and concessions.

This is reasonable, if he is standing in She Xirong's position and encounters such an opponent with growth potential, I am afraid that he will not even ask for the Six Divine Seals, and directly save all nonsense and kill as soon as possible.

Wen Yiming smiled bitterly, sensing that he had entered the God of War in cultivation, and he was probably the unlucky God of War who had the shortest time to live.

After advancing to the God of War, the distance of the straight line detection was simply a terrifying leap, almost close to the distance of fifty miles, and even the concentration aura covered a distance of more than ten miles.

His straight-line detection didn't find any life in the southwest direction, but for some reason, he still held on to a little hope, Zhou Xiaoshuai is an old-timer worthy of respect, and it has also proved that this old man can indeed see into heaven, he doesn't think that this old man will play such a big joke on himself before he dies.

If you really want to joke, Zhou Xiaoshuai can write the word 'run' directly on the bag!

With a helpless wry smile in his heart, Wen Yiming looked at She Xirong, smiled indifferently, and spread his hands and said: "She Xirong, whatever you want, you can go to Roaring Island and kill my family and natural disasters, don't think about getting the Six Divine Seals, and I forgot to tell you." ”

She Xirong's eyes flashed coldly, and she said coldly: "What?"

Wen Yiming said sarcastically: "Xuanwu, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Snake, I gave all these four six divine seals, you can go to him, with your feelings, he should not be stingy." ”

"You think I'll believe it?"

She Xirong's eyes narrowed slightly, in fact, she already believed it, and she had a lot of jealousy and irritability, which caused her internal breath to be difficult to suppress, and she coughed violently.

When he saw Wen Yiming take out that huge life essence, he knew that Wen Yiming and the angry axe had an unusual relationship, and it was normal for Wen Yiming to share the six divine seals with the angry axe.

Moreover, they are both guardian gods of war, and the four of them can be said to be very familiar with each other, and they can even be said to know each other.

What kind of person is the angry axe? She knows too well, even Ao Wentian and other lonely people who are all-round in civil and military affairs are impressed by his bearing, from the bottom of her heart, she herself admires the angry axe, if Wen Yiming automatically handed over the six divine seals to the angry axe, she doesn't doubt it at all.

She Xirong's eyes have already shot out of murderous light, regardless of whether what Yiming said is true or not, she will abolish it, and then take it away and torture it slowly.

Just when Wen Yiming was desperate and She Xirong was in a good mood, the air fluctuated violently, and an old man in a gray robe suddenly appeared.

Before his face could be seen clearly in the air, a palm had already poked out, and in an instant, it turned into countless palm prints, and it was like a mountain and a sea of mountains and seas, and the slowly approaching She Xirong flew away.

Thousands of meters away, She Xirong knelt on one knee, and her raised eyes were full of murder and unwillingness, and more humiliation.

Since she was promoted to the god of war, few people have been able to hurt her, even the original angry axe only forced her head, and failed to win her.

Since she entered the ruins of the Great Rift, the journey has not been smooth, and she has been repeatedly disgraced by the ants in front of her, but she knows very well that she must be merciful, and she has not been really angry in her heart.

And the old man in front of her was a master of the same level as her, no matter what the reason, he was shocked by his palm and fell to one knee, which made her dignity suffer a great blow.

However, in the face of this old man, she would definitely be able to find her place in her heyday, but at this moment, she could only retreat.

At this time, Wen Yiming's surprise after coming back to his senses was indescribable, and he didn't think about who this old man was for the first time, but couldn't help but talk to himself.

"Ha, Senior Zhou really didn't lie to me, Southwest"

Before he could speak, the old man turned around and glared angrily, interrupting Wen Yiming's words, the anger in his eyes was neither aimed at She Xirong nor Wen Yiming, it was as strange as a nameless fire alone.

Wen Yiming looked at the old man, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, this old man had a relationship with him, and he also had guidance to him, and in the end, he also abducted the Ruyi Shield.

The old man is the wanderer, the god of war of the immortal dream.

He had long forgotten the debt owed by hundreds of millions of spirit crystals in the hourglass, and it was not embarrassing to remember it at all.

Wen Yiming threw away the dragon gun, sat on the ground and clenched his fists gratefully: "Thank you seniors"

The wanderer waved his hand, turned his head, looked at She Xirong in the distance through the destroyed trees along the way, and shouted: "She Xirong, if it weren't for your serious injury, the old man swore to take your dog's life, get out!"

She Xirong's eyes were about to erupt with fire, but the situation was stronger than people, her serious injuries had not healed, and two defensive treasures were consumed by the three thunder tribulations, and the last thunder tribulation forced her secret method out, which had already hurt the roots.

The wanderer's palm shattered her two hearts, and even if she wanted to fight hard, she didn't have the courage.

She didn't even say a word of cruelty, she took off and turned around and left, if the wanderer chased and killed, she didn't know if she could escape, this revenge is estimated to be avenged after several years, because of her injury this time, I am afraid that she will have to cultivate for a long time.

Wen Yiming looked at She Xirong's cold gaze locked on him when he left, and he was stunned for no reason.

It's a haunting look!

"Senior, you shouldn't let her go. Wen Yiming hurriedly said to the wanderer: "This old pious woman"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw that the wanderer's majestic momentum suddenly faded, and his complexion suddenly decayed, as if he had suddenly entered the twilight, and he was old.

The wanderer glanced at Wen Yiming, who was in doubt, and sat down with a reluctant smile, and said, "The old man doesn't want to kill him, but it's a pity that I've run out of oil, and the time has come." ”

said, shook his head and smiled, and laughed at himself: "Zhou Xiaoshuai didn't forget to put Lao Tzu with him when he died, let's sit at the bottom of this place, which is the cave where the old man sits, and it is still the position that Zhou Xiaoshuai chose for me." This old guy hehe!"