The backer king was slightly stunned and said, "What did you say?"

Any form of alliance requires both parties to seek common ground while reserving differences, to find or create a cornerstone of cooperation, just to explain the stakes, Mei Shuai is competent enough, and his identity is more authoritative and credible than Shisanlang, so from the perspective of negotiation, Shisanlang needs something unusual to capture the other party's heart in one fell swoop.

Since he came, the backer king expected that it would be like this, and many parties guessed what the other party would do, but he never imagined that Thirteen Lang would start with "On the Realm".

If he only considered "eye-catching", the backer king admitted that this descendant of the human race saw it very accurately, no matter which nirvana, no matter what status, his greatest pursuit was to break through the true level. However, it is still the same question just now, if you have to talk about it, any one of the handsome Agu Wang Su boss Tuqi is more suitable than Thirteen Lang.

Xiao Shisanlang, which onion is he?

The rhetorical question was not because he didn't hear it clearly, the backer king felt that it was impossible for Shisanlang to be so stupid, and he couldn't help but want to confirm it;

Thirteen Lang didn't respond, waiting quietly for him and them to digest the impact of this question.

In the silence, the backer king's expression gradually calmed down, and he sneered and said, "What did you say?"

This time it's not for confirmation, it's just to express disdain.

Thirteen Lang's expression was still calm, his eyes were clear, and he fell in the eyes of the backer king, he seemed to have disdainful response and disdain, and his heart was slightly angry.

"This king doesn't mind playing tricks with him, I'm afraid you can't afford to wait. ”

"Time is like a squeeze, you can always squeeze out a little bit. ”

Speaking twice, Shisanlang said: "In the five hundred years since my debut, I have met more than ten true-level deposits, and there are several who have had in-depth exchanges and dealings. ”

The backer king was slightly moved, and then became a matter of course, and said indifferently: "It is not strange to learn from Jin Wu and be more knowledgeable. However, they are them, you are you, and even if you live in a world where everyone is a true spirit, it does not mean that you can talk about the truth in vain. ”

These words angered everyone, and they all looked at each other angrily, and the only one who was not among them was Thirteen Lang, who calmly ignored or accepted those ugly words.

"You're right. Let's go on, among the true spirits I encountered, the Golden Crow was only ranked last in terms of strength, of course, that was in the past, and now that hundreds of years have passed, there may be a lot of changes. ”

The backer king said disdainfully: "Behind the scenes, talking about the master, how can the human race not decline." ”

"Jin Crow and I are also teachers and friends. Rising to character, Thirteen Lang argued slightly, slowed down his pace and said: "Most of those Cun Zài have intersected with me and are quite involved, including many Upper Realm True Cultivators, Ancient Great Demons, and Demon Heads, one guy may be Heavenly Dao, and there are two monks who are not weaker than Heavenly Dao, and they are half a step away." ”

Slowing down is not for pretending, Thirteen Lang knows that this information is difficult to accept, and deliberately leaves time for the other party to think.

The backer king was indeed shocked, and his expression stiffened slightly. Before, he said that living in the world of true spirits is not qualified to talk about the truth, which sounds reasonable, but in fact, if the surroundings are all true, even a pig is afraid that it can be contaminated with a bit of truth, who can say that it can't talk about it.

There is no such world in the world, and Shisanlang is not a pig, if he can be "deeply involved" with the Heavenly Dao, it seems that it is not a big deal to talk about the truth.

Feeling unbelievable, the backer king didn't dare to refute it at will, and circled Zhou Ren's face with his residual vision, trying to find evidence.

Thirteen Lang spoke at the right time and introduced the king of the backer: "King Agu is from another world, and the deity is also a free realm. ”

"Overrated, overrated. King Agu said humbly, and bowed his hand to the king of the backer.

The backer doesn't know what to say.

Thinking back to just now, this guy who had just broken his breath gave people an extremely dangerous feeling, and half of the reason why he couldn't get out was because of him.

Thirteen Lang continued, "As you said, it's not a big deal, but I've fought with many true spirits, dating back to when I was a baby. ”

"The verdict was present at the time and can testify. Mei Shuai looked at the backer king, then at Thirteen Lang, and hesitantly added: "That time shouldn't be called a fight, and the result was also miserable." ”

The king of the backer knew that these two had already had old friends, and then he felt that it was wrong, at that time, Thirteen Lang had just married a baby, and the golden flower was sentenced to enter the world, how could he notice this kind of goods and fight the true spirit side by side with him?

Is it really providential?

"Can you speak!" In his contemplation, he suddenly heard Boss Su angrily, blaming the United States for demolishing the stage and smashing the field, and his heart could be punished.

He was wrong, and it was precisely because of this addition that the backer king could reluctantly accept it and did not scoff at it.

"The real spirit I encountered was a little weaker, a little negligent, and the golden flower was desperate"

Ignoring the word "presence", the backer deduced the situation back then, and said in a deep voice: "It's not impossible to keep you alive"

"It's not like that, forget it" Thinking back to his youthful frivolity, Thirteen Lang said with emotion: "From that time on, whenever I have time, I can't help but think, what is the true spirit and how can I kill it?"

"Idiot. "The king of the backers is about to lose his breath.

"It's true. Mei Shuai came forward to vouch again, and he was embarrassed when he thought of the time when he was dancing in the city. "Thirteen has a reason for doing so. ”

The backer king said coldly: "It's so ambitious, delusional demons, the taboo of cultivation, the more so, the more stupid it is." ”

Scolding, refuting, explaining, and rebutting, few people notice that the surrounding atmosphere changes unconsciously, the sense of hostility between you and me is reduced, and the sense of vigilance and vigilance between each other has become much lighter.

Thirteen Lang smiled with difficulty and said, "I'm growing steadily while thinking about it, the speed is not slow, it won't be long before I can break through the Nirvana Pass, isn't it?"

Facts are always very powerful, and the reality is vividly in front of us, which reflects how boring and worthless the words of the backer king are that are obviously very reasonable.

He said angrily: "It's not that you don't report it, the time has not come, you were lucky in the past, but now you are not injury-free, and you are about to die." ”

"I'm not going to die. Thirteen Lang shook his head firmly and said: "Most of those who have crossed paths with me have left secret marks, breaths, prohibitions, curses, etc., of course, there are also people who help, and they have given me cultivation by passing on the Dharma and preaching, and the good and bad ones add up, totaling as many as nine realms." ”

After a slight pause, Thirteen Lang confirmed and said, "You say, is this called good luck?"

The backer king can't answer this question, not only him, but no one in the world can evaluate whether it's good or bad, even Shisanlang himself can only start from now on, and can't make a final judgment.

"It's a good description to be sick without injury, I have gained a lot of benefits from those good and bad luck, and I have suffered a lot because of this, and the reason why it has become like this today is that the true qi that remained in my body collectively exploded, and half of my life was removed at once. ”

"As the king expected. The backer king grabbed the conversation in time and said sarcastically: "It is not easy for people who are about to die to be in the mood to bewitch group cultivation. ”

"I'm not going to die. Thirteen Lang emphasized seriously.

"Hard-mouthed won't bring anything. The backer king no longer laughed, and while thinking, he gave a serious judgment: "If it is borne by this king, one true realm breath can be resolved, and two will be cultivated, three conflicts are difficult to survive, and more than four don't need to think about it." If what you said is true, and all the nine realms have erupted, it means that all those who have cast spells and passed on their skills and left their marks will be invited to face to face, and they will have no skills. ”

Hearing these words, Bai Yiyuwei on both sides changed their faces, and they both looked at Mei Shuai, Tucci and others, trying to see some symbols that the representatives refuted, or at least could not agree.

The result was desperate, and after really knowing the condition of the Thirteen Langs, all the great powers turned pale, except for King Agu's calm expression, and Tucci's eyes were confused, and the rest could not see any comforting information on their faces.

"Daddy"

Yu Wei's voice and body were trembling, looking pitiful, as if she had returned to the years when she had not grown up.

At that time, her name was Xiao Budian, and the meaning of the word father was equal to that of the whole world.

"Daddy really won't die. ”

Shisanlang reluctantly raised his left hand, gently touched his daughter's face, and said with pity: "Big girl, don't let the uncles see the jokes." ”

"Hmm. ”

Yu Wei nodded vigorously, quietly imprisoned the tears in her eyes with the method of space, and turned her head to stare at the backer king like a show off.

"You shit. ”

“”

Facing that fairy-like little girl, listening to her express anger so simply and vulgarly, the king of the backer had the heart to fight back, but Leng couldn't open his mouth. Helplessly, he returned his gaze to Thirteen Lang and spoke coldly.

"What else do you have to say?"

"That's how you want to die?"

Xiao Bu was hurt by words, and the only time that Thirteen Lang refused to let the backer king be presumptuous, he said quietly: "If I don't have a way to convince you, it means that your death is coming, don't you understand?"

The king of the backer said lightly: "If this king dies, few people present will not survive." ”

He turned his gaze to Yu Wei, and was about to say the sentence "including her", a sword intent that was so strong that it was indescribably strong went straight into his soul, and he couldn't help but say, and cut off a small piece of essence with a sword.

"Roar!"

It felt like someone was pinching it in his heart, the pain was sudden and intense, the backer king howled without warning, his whole face was distorted instantly, and his god-like body was half shortened out of thin air as if it had been hit by a giant hammer.

For a long time, the backer king showed people in the image of a god, helping him to boost his prestige while suppressing the opponent, and adding a few points of cultivation out of thin air during the battle; just now, he was besieged by many powers, one of which was from another world, and the backer king did not lose when he lost the battle, and his image was always intact. Countless years of cultivation once collapsed, with just one blow, one sword, and one breath oppression, countless cracks appeared in the Dao Heart that the Backer King relied on to become famous, and it almost collapsed completely.

"Who is it?"

Turning his head in a panic, he looked into the eyes of Thirteen Lang, and the king of the backer saw a little scarlet sword tip, like lightning and like fangs, ready to break out at any time.

What kind of sword is that!

The scarlet sword is treacherous, the killing machine is as strong as the sea of blood refined, such a sword, the sword intent is so neutral and peaceful, not to mention how powerful it is, but its spirit is like facing Yan Shi when he was young, which makes people involuntarily feel ashamed, lost, and defeated.

Such a sword and such a person are simply as incompatible as fire and water, how can they be combined, how can they be combined!

The inner panic was accompanied by endless doubts, and the backer king, who was wandering around on the edge of life and death, suddenly forgot a qiē and remembered two irrelevant words.

"Evil does not prevail over good, and the Tao has regrets. ”

It turns out that this kind of thing really exists, and it never goes away. After being born with a sword, the backer king immediately understood that compared with that sword and the person holding the sword, it was still difficult to win when he regained his pre-war heyday and even stepped through the true realm.

What's even more terrifying is that the sword intent enters the body, and the backer king clearly feels that the sword intent is in the stage of rapid growth, as if the new shoots have just bloomed and the bamboo shoots will break through the ground.

So he suddenly remembered that before Yokoyama Fuji challenged Thirteen Lang, and the siege suddenly seemed a little inexplicable, and he didn't know that he had a fighting method at ease, and he could only understand that Yokoyama Fuji saw this sword intent and took the initiative to surrender.

He thought things wrong, if that's the case, it means that Thirteen Lang violates the rules in the competition, and Yokoyama Fuji will definitely commit two and fight to the death.

"You!

Really realized how deep the opponent's hole cards were hidden, the backer king couldn't help but think about what else was behind, including the Haoyang just now, whether it would be because of the help of the true spirit

The Golden Crow in its body?

This thought flashed through his mind, and the backer king's pupils contracted, and his body was a little shorter than before.

"This king is wrong, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong. ”

Characters are characters, saying mistakes means admitting defeat, not admitting mistakes, trying to restrain their minds in the struggle, and the king of the backer endures his anger and endures his injuries, and regains his old ideas.

"They are them, you are you, and you can kill me, it doesn't mean that you can make up nonsense and deceive this king with the truth. ”

"What's wrong with this?"

I didn't have time to think about the sudden changes, and the king of the backer had a convulsive expression, and Boss Su experienced several false alarms, full of puzzlement, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Damn, neurotic!"

"Ahem you! and you!"

Although he only moved his mind, Thirteen Lang was still tormented by fluctuations, and he could only recover after resting and wheezing for a while.

"Why don't you understand why I was injured?"

"Really angry and conflicting" thought of the fright he had just received and the question he had raised, and the backer's eyes flashed slightly, as if he had discovered something.

"What do you mean?" asked Mei Shuai.

Thirteen Lang said: "Originally, they got along well, why did a conflict suddenly break out?"

"Uh, why?"

"Because of the loss of balance. King Agu always expressed his opinion at the most suitable time, and was full of emotion: "Those true upper realms that Thirteen encountered, all of them far surpassed him, and they became stronger and stronger, and when they started, they would consider the previous situation, and they had the ability to control the situation." Now this can only mean one thing, the addition of new forces that are capable of disrupting that balance, and incapable of maintaining the general trend and leading to a collapse. ”

"That sword, that man!" exclaimed the King of Support, completely oblivious to what position to take.

"Nonsense, how could Shizun harm me, besides, although his old man has a bright future, it is not suitable to ask the truth now. ”

Respect the teacher first, and then point his finger at his nose, looking a little helpless.

"Before breaking the Nirvana, I cast the true yang first, and the culprit is myself. ”

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