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The forest was filled with fog and the wind was howling.

The black altar shimmered with a flickering light.

"Only by becoming stronger can you protect the people you care about."

When the hunchbacked old man walked towards the unconscious Shi Xiaohan step by step, Gu Xu's mind flashed the words that the white-haired boy had said.

In an instant, the pupil of his left eye turned a deep indigo blue, and he could faintly glimpse the starry sky and the vast Milky Way from it.

It is no different from the white-haired boy on the bridge.

"Do you think I'll let you do whatever you want this time?"

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

But his eyes were cold, without the slightest smile.

As he spoke, it was as if someone had quietly pressed the pause button.

The light on the altar ceased to flicker, and the drifting mist froze; The sound of the rustling wind fell silent, and the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains suddenly stopped.

The hunchbacked old man's left foot hung in mid-air, motionless.

The sound of the doppelgangers chanting incantations also stopped abruptly. Their mouths remained in the same state for a long time.

The whole world becomes a static painting.

Only Gu Xu is still dynamic.

He seems to be outside the world, observing this lonely world from the perspective of a god.

This is the power of time.

If time is a long river that flows into the distance, then "time" can make it fork in the road, and a new tributary can be born from it.

This new tributary will have a different flow rate than the original time.

It can be faster or slower.

Gu Xu was in a new river of time at this moment.

Because he was so fast, the world was almost static relative to him.

Of course, he won't be able to use this ability for long.

To maintain this rate of time, a large amount of True Elements needs to be burned.

With his current cultivation, it will last for about seventy breaths at most.

This is equivalent to approximately three minutes.

He had to break the deadlock in just three minutes.

At this moment, Gu Xu finally understood why the white-haired boy thought that "time" was what he longed for the most in this life, and it was also a life-saving straw that could help him get out of trouble.

Because he had to cultivate to the seventh realm before the age of thirty, time was an extremely precious thing to him.

Because the "Avenue of Cause and Effect" of the Kongxuansan people is unpredictable and unpredictable, he must use the domineering authority of "time" to make the Kongxuansan people have no chance to make a move.

At the same time, Gu Xu could faintly feel that the purpose of "time" seemed to be more than that.

It also has infinite potential, which he will slowly discover in the future.

Of course, the top priority now is to escape from the clutches of the Kongxuan Sanren first, and find a way to stop his promotion plan.

So Gu Xu took out the "Divine Machine Token" from his pocket.

A few months ago, when he passed the promotion assessment and joined the Great Qi "Divine Machine Battalion", Chu Fengge handed over this slightly rusty metal token to him.

At that time, Gu Xu was once curious about the question of "why the Divine Machine Token can transmit messages and receive tasks remotely", so he spent some time studying the magic circle engraved on the "Divine Machine Token", and also had a certain harvest.

Now, the results of these studies can come in handy.

Gu Xu knew that with his own ability alone, even if he gave full play to the "time", it would be impossible to defeat the empty Xuansan people who were about to be promoted to the "Ghost King".

There are many doppelgangers in the void, and their life-saving abilities emerge in endlessly.

Unless it can be completely killed within three minutes of the "lasting" of the time.

Otherwise, the moment the "time" ends, it will be Gu Xu's death.

So Gu Xu decided to ask for support.

At present, the Kongxuan Sanren have used spells to block the communication in Qingzhou Mansion, making it impossible for Gu Xu to use the "Divine Machine Token" to transmit news to the outside world.

But Gu Xu could improve the formation runes on the token.

He believed that the magic circle of the Void Xuansan people shielding the heavenly machine was by no means unbreakable—like Gu Xu's own divination results, it would not be affected by it.

As for the way to improve......

Gu Xu found inspiration from the "Seven Styles of Burning the Sky".

The founder of the "Seven Styles of Burning Heaven" was Chiyangzi, the master of the Great Qi National Teacher, who was also a "True Monarch" powerhouse in the Eighth Realm back then, and he was only one step away from being able to soar into an immortal.

The true meaning of the Great Dao contained in the "Seven Styles of Burning the Heavens" is no less than the path of cause and effect of the Void Xuansan people at the level.

Its connotation of "rebelling against the rules and breaking all laws" is just right for breaking this invisible cage.

Gu Xu's mind moved, and he took out the "Amazing Pen" - this is a real famous weapon, and it will not be suppressed by the "way of cause and effect" of the empty Xuansan people in terms of personality.

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Twenty breaths passed.

Gu Xu ended his short thought, and the tip of his pen fell on the token.

At the point where the "Amazing Pen" touched the surface of the token, a dazzling orange fire suddenly burst out.

On the surface of the metal, one brand new rune after another appeared.

This is undoubtedly a difficult challenge for Gu Xu.

Because not only is his time limited, but he can't afford to make the slightest mistake.

If you make a mistake, you'll lose all your work.

But even so, he still moves his pen like a fly, like a cloud.

The anger he suppressed in his heart had unconsciously echoed the true meaning of the "Seven Styles of Burning the Sky".

If you don't explode in silence, you perish in silence.

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Fifty breaths passed.

Gu Xu finally finished drawing the last rune.

At this moment, the rust on the token disappeared without a trace.

Like the rising sun from the end of the night, it shines brightly in the gray mist.

The communication function of the "Divine Machine Token" has been reactivated.

Gu Xu didn't hesitate, his mind moved, he entered the "Discussion Room", and then sent a concise message-

[Suzaku: Something happened in Qingzhou Mansion. The people of Kongxuansan are the "third fierce gods". He unlocked the seal of the "Nine Baby Snake Demon". Now, he is holding a ceremony at the black altar in the depths of Yishan, preparing to sacrifice 100,000 living souls and be promoted to the "Ghost King". 】

After sending this message, Gu Xu directly put away the "Divine Machine Token" and did not wait for a reply.

He believed that after receiving this information, the head of the Boss would know how to deal with the current situation.

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Fifty-five breaths passed.

Gu Xu looked at the black altar and decided to take advantage of the last period of time when the "time" took effect to do something big.

In the period of time just now, the Kongxuansan people relied on their powerful strength and repeatedly touched Gu Xu's bottom line - they forced Gu Xu to practice the "Zhao Ming Forbidden Technique", and at the same time threatened the lives of Chen Jisheng and Shi Xiaohan many times.

Gu Xu hated this feeling of being controlled by others.

But at this moment, in the duration of "time", he seems to have become the master of the world and has the absolute initiative.

So, he planned to destroy this black altar and stop the promotion ceremony of the Kongxuansan people.

Although this is a matter of fact, the saints of Daqi can also do the same later.

But Gu Xu wanted to do it himself.

The empty Xuansan people touched Gu Xu's reverse scales again and again.

Only by destroying this altar in person can you relieve the hatred in your chest and release the anger in your heart.

The white-haired boy on the "Nai He Bridge" once said that Gu Xu had lived too aggrieved in his past life - he had been suppressing his emotions and making the most rational and prudent choice because of various internal and external factors.

Today, he wants to be obedient to his heart.

He was very curious about what a wonderful expression would appear on the face of the Kongxuansan people when they found out that the promotion ceremony they had been preparing for so many years was destroyed.

So, he walked straight to the black altar and stood in the middle of the doppelgangers of the Kongxuansan, the corners of his mouth upturned.

It's different from his usual gentle and reserved smile.

At this time he laughed widely, laughing unscrupulously.

He gently waved the "Amazing Pen" in his hand.

The leaves of the trees in the mountains and forests fell from the stationary branches one after another, and then floated in the air, lighting up with orange flames.

From a distance, it looks like countless fireflies flying in the forest.

Seven Styles of Burning Heaven, Fireflies.

A spark can start a prairie fire.

As Gu Xu's mind moved, these "fireflies" pounced on the black altar in front of them with an indomitable attitude.

The dark and gloomy light on the altar was extinguished.

Instead, a blazing fire lit up the gray forest.

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Sixty-eight breaths passed.

The fire on the altar was extinguished.

At this time, this carefully arranged altar has become a miserable ruin.

Gu Xu's True Yuan was almost burned out, and he only felt exhausted.

But his mood was more cheerful than ever.

In the last few seconds of the "time", he dragged his tired body to Shi Xiaohan's side, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground.

At this time, Shi Xiaohan was undoubtedly stationary.

Arrest of heartbeat, apnea, eyes closed, unconscious.

Gu Xu sat quietly beside her, looking at her pretty goose egg face, her fluffy sideburns hanging from her ears, and her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her face.

Involuntarily, he began to count her eyelashes.

One, two, three......

He suddenly felt that it would be nice if the "time" could last longer.

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Seventy breaths have passed.

The power of "time" is gone.

Time began to continue flowing.

The whistling wind sounded again, and the sharp cry of the Nine Baby Snake Demon came from afar again. Gu Xu saw Shi Xiaohan's eyelashes fluttering slightly in the wind, and he also saw that the hunchbacked old man's left foot finally landed on the ground.

It's just that the clones standing in front of the altar didn't continue to chant incantations.

They looked at the altar, shattered by the flames, bewildered, then shocked, and then angry.

The expressions of the nine clones are perfectly synchronized.

To outsiders, this may seem like a strange and terrifying picture.

But at this moment, Gu Xu just wanted to laugh out loud.

"Gu Xu—"

The nine doppelgangers shouted out the name of the culprit in unison.

Although the people of Kongxuansan have lived for hundreds of years in both human and ghost forms, they have long become moody and invisible.

But when he saw that his years of hard work had been ruined, he was still inevitably angry.

Gu Xu sat on the ground, although the true yuan was exhausted and he had no power to resist at all, he was not panicked at all.

"Now, it's my turn," he said with a smile, "Sora Xuan, aren't you going to run away?" ”

The Kongxuansan people looked at him seriously.

At this time, in his field of vision, he saw that Gu Xu suddenly had several very clear lines of cause and effect.

One of them is connected to Luo Chuan, the head of the Exorcist Division.

One is connected to the Great Qi National Teacher.

There is also one connected to Zhao Changying, the Duke of Yan Guo.

They are all saints of the Great Qi Dynasty.

In addition to this, there is a slightly lighter line that connects the Tianxing Emperor of the Great Qi Dynasty.

The Empty Xuansan people have spent too much power in the promotion ceremony and shielding the heavenly machine.

At this moment, dealing with one of these people alone was enough to give him a headache.

And with the "Avenue of Cause and Effect", he could still feel that if he killed Gu Xu now in order to vent his anger, then he would definitely pay a very heavy price.

"It's all about staying alive," he told himself, "and staying alive is the most important thing." ”

He has been living in hiding in this world for decades.

Now, in order to survive, he doesn't mind holding back for a while.

Thinking of this, he turned into a black smoke and disappeared in place in an instant.

The moment he disappeared, Gu Xu also breathed a sigh of relief and completely fainted.

…………

At the same time, three figures appeared in the clearing between the trees.

A temperament out of the dust, fairy wind bones.

A temperament is simple,

It is the three saints of the Great Qi Dynasty, Luo Chuan, the head of the Exorcism Division, the Great Qi National Teacher, and Zhao Changying, the Duke of Yan.

(Volume 1: Don't Use the Hidden Dragon, End)

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Sixty-eight breaths passed.

The fire on the altar was extinguished.

At this time, this carefully arranged altar has become a miserable ruin.

Gu Xu's True Yuan was almost burned out, and he only felt exhausted.

But his mood was more cheerful than ever.

In the last few seconds of the "time", he dragged his tired body to Shi Xiaohan's side, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground.

At this time, Shi Xiaohan was undoubtedly stationary.

Arrest of heartbeat, apnea, eyes closed, unconscious.

Gu Xu sat quietly beside her, looking at her pretty goose egg face, her fluffy sideburns hanging from her ears, and her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her face.

Involuntarily, he began to count her eyelashes.

One, two, three......

He suddenly felt that it would be nice if the "time" could last longer.

…………

Seventy breaths have passed.

The power of "time" is gone.

Time began to continue flowing.

The whistling wind sounded again, and the sharp cry of the Nine Baby Snake Demon came from afar again. Gu Xu saw Shi Xiaohan's eyelashes fluttering slightly in the wind, and he also saw that the hunchbacked old man's left foot finally landed on the ground.

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