Chapter Eighty-Eight: Keep Your Men Behind!

"Your Excellency, please keep your subordinates!"

The indifferent and grand voice of the old man suddenly resounded in this heaven and earth!

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, the space collapsed like a mirror, and a thousand-foot-long old hand suddenly crashed through the void and suddenly appeared in front of the ink pupil.

"Huh? That's ......"

He was about to raise his palm and slap the big hand of the exquisite fire lotus, but it instantly retracted as if he had encountered something terrifying, and then quickly drew a diagonal line in the void.

"Click! Click! Click! ”

A narrow spatial crack was like a giant beast suddenly opening its mouth, and it quickly emerged, swallowing the oncoming exquisite fire lotus in one gulp.

"You've won this game!"

The old man who had done all this threw his hand back, grabbed the dull ink pupil, and fled into the void like a tiger.

"Boom!"

It was as if a desolate beast was struggling violently in that monstrous maw, and the space that had just recovered was violently contracted for a while, and then collided outward in an instant.

"Click! Click, rub! ”

A deep black hole the size of a thousand zhang appeared in place, and the spatial crack summoned by the Mysterious Heavenly Supreme Power actually burst in an instant!

After a few minutes, the violently rippling space slowly calmed down.

"That was ...... just now, is it the Immortal Heavenly Supreme Power of the Futu Ancient Clan named Futu Hui?"

A soft sound sounded, and Xiao Yan, who looked spotless, slowly paced out of the waves of the weather, looking thoughtfully at the direction in which the old hand disappeared.

This terrifying power is indeed an existence that is even more powerful than when I was at my peak. Believe me soon, soon I will set foot in that realm too!!

At this moment, Xiao Yan's eyes were full of fanaticism!

Bai Yu sat on the platform.

"Poof!"

An embarrassed figure suddenly fell out of the void, who could it be if it wasn't the frightened ink pupil?

"Mo Tong, you're defeated, stand down."

Fu Tuhui slowly lowered his right arm and said indifferently.

"Young Master Motong, are you alright?"

Seeing this, the Spirit Heaven Supreme Power of the Ink Vein quickly got up and helped the ink pupil up, and then with a wave of his big hand, the two Earth Supreme Great Perfection guards in the square immediately rushed over.

"I'm fine, I'm fine......"

Mo Tong muttered a little unwillingly.

"Young master, young master ......"

The two Earth Supreme Guards who arrived quickly immediately supported Mo Tong left and right, and after one of them bowed to confess, they quickly retreated with Mo Tong.

Looking at the ink pupils that retreated with it, Fu Tu Hui couldn't help but clench his right palm hidden under the wide sleeved robe, and the tips of his ring finger were all scorched black, and there was a faint feeling of pain.

He was not uninjured in the process of intercepting the Buddha Fury Fire Lotus just now, and after keenly sensing the terrifying power hidden under the exquisite Fire Lotus, he immediately made a decision and quickly drew a spatial crack to devour it.

But he was still half a step too late, and his ring finger was injured.

"What is that terrible flame? Can you hurt my body? You must know that our Heavenly Supreme Power has already refined our own spiritual veins and achieved an indestructible and immortal Heavenly Venerable Spirit Body. ”

"And what is this kid named Xiao Yan? I heard that Miss Qing Yanjing from Qingmai personally arranged to come in......"

Fu Tu Hui thought secretly with a deep gaze.

"Elder Hui, thank you just now!"

The Spirit Heaven Supreme Elder of the Ink Vein secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it should be."

Fu Tu Hui shook his head and secretly clenched his right palm again, no one could see any emotion from his calm old face.

"That guy was actually scared directly? It seems that the kid named Xiao Yan is still a little troublesome......"

Xuanguang, the young master of the Xuan Vein, who was in the center of many guards, looked at the distant backs of the Mo Tong people with a solemn expression.

......

"Heh, after being left with an unclimbable shadow in my heart, I see how you can still set foot on the Holy Grade Avenue in this life, and stay in the Late Heavenly Supreme of the Immortal Product for the rest of your life."

Thinking of the frightened expression when the taken away Mo Tong left, Xiao Yan couldn't help but smile.

The road of sacred products can only be stepped on by the most courageous and fearless.

And the ink pupil that Xiao Yan left an indelible shadow in his heart can basically declare that he has no chance of being a holy product. Unless Mo Tong can muster up the courage to challenge Xiao Yan again and defeat Xiao Yan completely.

However, this possibility is probably lower than that of stepping into the holy product by his own efforts......

On the top of a mountain thousands of feet away from Xiao Yan, a gray-robed figure was trembling as he looked at the god-like figure in mid-air.

He is Gu Shihuang, he is the Gu Lion Emperor, the supreme powerhouse of the Xuan Mai, and he is the Gu Shihuang who is only half a step away from the supreme Great Perfection powerhouse of the earth.

Before entering this secret realm, the young master of Xuanguang had secretly ordered him to defeat Xiao Yan and not let him get the quota of the baptism of the power of the mainland, and Gu Shihuang, who had long regarded this quota as something in his pocket, even agreed.

After all, in his opinion, who else is this place!

But his legs were trembling uncontrollably, yes, uncontrollably, and he didn't know why he was trembling, not because of fear anyway.

After watching the series of battles between Xiao Yan and Mo Pupil, Gu Shihuang felt that it was too terrifying, how could anyone stop Mo Pupil who had used the secret method of transforming spirits?

Anyway, he Gu Shihuang couldn't stop it, but Xiao Yan just blocked it, not only did he block it, but he also completely defeated Mo Tong, everything was too fast, and the winner was already decided between the lightning and flint.

After reading all this, Gu Shihuang's heart was broken!

He really wants to surrender directly, can he not fight?

But before entering the secret realm, he swore to pat his chest and promise the young master Xuanguang that he would completely crush Xiao Yan!

Now what should he do?

I've blown it myself, and I have to finish it on my knees!

Besides, in front of everyone's eyes, if he surrendered directly, wouldn't he want to lose face for the Lion Emperor?

But I really can't beat Xiao Yan, I'm really afraid of being punched to death by him!

It's really tangled!!

Just as Gu Shihuang was secretly entangled, a figure quietly appeared in his sight.

"There is still one person left, it seems that as long as I get rid of you, I will be able to obtain the quota for this baptism of the power of the continent."

A chuckle from the comer made Gu Shihuang's body tense instantly!

"It's over, you don't have to choose now, you have to fight......"

Gu Shihuang, whose face was like ashes, wailed in his heart, and after his lips squirmed slightly for a moment, a rather ugly smile appeared on his old face, and said, "Hehe, Your Excellency Xiao Yan, it's okay to fight, but can you not kill people?" After all, friendship comes first, competition comes second. ”

"......" Xiao Yan. I want to talk about "The Comeback of the Legend of Dou Po" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~