Above Sky Island, after the light of black and gold collided several times, the aftershocks caused cracks in the surrounding space.

Suddenly, the black light rushed to one side, and Nan Shuo stretched out his hand to stop his good brother who was about to rush up and cut him, and submitted an application for a temporary intermission.

Although Fikral didn't want to give Nanshuo a chance to rest, after all, it had been hard for thousands of years, and he needed to find a chance to vent. But since this was his brother's request, Fikral thought about it and gave Nanshuo 30 seconds.

"Alas, at this time, shouldn't you break free from the restrictions imposed on you by Heavenly Reason and then join forces with me to turn around and her?

Why did you catch your lovely brother and beat him up, was he seduced by that white hair? ”

Nan Shuo tapped with one hand and retracted the space around him, and asked Fikral with some puzzlement about the elemental power he had left behind.

"Don't get me wrong, my stupid brother."

Fikral also recharged his somewhat dim lightsaber, and looked at Nanshuo's eyes full of flames.

"Wait."

Nanshuo interrupted:

"If it weren't for that white hair that seduced you, could it be those long legs?

But I remember that the legs are really not short, to be precise, they should be a little shorter than the shadow's. ”

Before Nan Shuo could finish speaking, a blade of light swept over the tip of his hair and shaved off a strand of his black hair, Fikral silently took back the sword he had slashed out, and said expressionlessly:

"I mean, don't get me wrong, the reason why I hit you wasn't because I was seduced by this woman or something."

After saying that, Fikral rushed towards Nanshuo again, and at the same time shouted loudly:

"I'm just taking revenge, if it weren't for you, a pig teammate, Lao Tzu would have been sealed here for thousands of years?

Eat me with a sword, Holdel! ”

Facing Fikral's powerful sword and a very good reason, Nan Shuo couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly, and the huge palm in the magic circle under his feet was suddenly summoned by him.

"Alright then, let's settle the old account you beat me up again!

By the way, now my name is Nanshuo. ”

The purple giant hand covered with black lines is Nanshuo's demon god body, carrying the furious physical power of the dark god.

However, because the length is slightly ferocious, Nanshuo generally uses the human form, which is different from the previous incarnation, and the human form has all its own elemental power, but it is slightly lacking in strength. During the ontology descending, Nanshuo can switch between the main body and the humanoid form at will, and can also fuse or fight together in dual forms. And now, Nanshuo has mobilized the power of his own ontology.

"Eula, Ola, Ola, Ola!"

Nan Shuo controlled a giant hand and frantically hammered Fikral in front of him, forcing him to collect his sword moves halfway and turn from attack to defense.

"Good boy, this unicorn arm has been practiced for some years, and with just one hand, he actually pulled out an afterimage."

Tianli, who was sitting in the "audience" and watching, suddenly slapped his palm on his delicate and smooth thigh, applauding Nanshuo's pirated and strong tricks.

"Tsk, haven't you washed your hands for a long time? Why does it smell weird? ”

Fikral covered his nose while dodging Nanshuo's fist and said in disgust.

"What are you kidding? It's just not washed for thousands of years, how can it smell strange. ”

Nan Shuo pursed his lips, his body had indeed not been cleaned for a long time, but he was an elemental creature himself, the purest darkness. Naturally, it will not smell like those mortal bodies, which will emit a peculiar smell if they do not wash their bodies for a long time, and what Claire said is just a means used to manipulate his mentality.

"I didn't smell it, but given his residual hand speed, I think there's a good chance that the strange smell you're talking about has a similar smell to a plant called heather."

Tianli said seriously.

"You only have the smell of heather flowers in your hands, you have the smell of heather flowers all over your body, Zhongli is about to tear down your island, you don't look at him at this time, is it really okay? Watch the play here, Lord God. ”

Nan Shuo's mentality gradually changed, in his impression, Tianli should be the type of cold queen, the witch side that was shown in the previous few contacts, he also felt that this was just a means for Tianli to disguise and test him.

But now that they have arrived at this Sky Island, this Tianli is still full of yellow tongues, in fact, it doesn't matter if the female driver drives, the main thing is that Nanshuo feels a little embarrassed in front of Fikral.

If there were only two people at the moment, he and the white-haired girl, he would definitely have a good chance of learning from this fellow practitioner.

"Did you say those two beasts?"

Tianli had an expression of "I almost forgot if you didn't say it", yawned and said, "I have already sent the right people to catch them." ”

"People...... Select "

Nanshuo was slightly stunned, in this stunned moment, Fikral seized this fleeting opportunity to come to the uncomfortable front, and slapped Nanshuo's face fiercely with the meeting, Nanshuo was directly hit by this blow and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was slapped out.

"Don't be stunned when you fight me, my stupid Oodoudou."

Fikral wiped the sword face stained with a little blood stains from Nanshuo, and said in a trance.

……………………………。

Meanwhile, among the hidden tombs of the gods beneath the Isle of Skye, dogs. Zhongli and Nesario were busy.

"Hey, why are there all stone statues here?

Shouldn't there be scattered gods left?

How do I feel like I'm visiting the terracotta pit? ”

Nesario complained a little tiredly, since Nanshuo and Fikral started the war, he and Zhongli had been looking for the remnants of the goddess named "Return" in this tomb, but the sight was full of different idols, and there was no trace of the remnants of the gods.

"No, no, no, this is not ......"

Dog. Zhongli walked quickly between the stone statues on four small short legs, observing the face of each idol with a pair of eyes, and finally it stopped and said in a daze:

"How is that possible? There was no ......"

At this moment, a playful female voice sounded.

"Is the puppy over there also looking for you and the lost owner?"

A dog and a dragon turned their heads a little stiffly, and in this tomb full of ominous atmosphere, a voice suddenly appeared that did not belong to the two of them, which really frightened the beast.

In the dog's eye and the dragon's eye, a beautiful girl dressed in a maid's costume is reflected.

The girl looked at them and said coquettishly:

"There won't be your director here, all the dead people here, none of them are alive.

Wait, or are you actually here looking for food? ”

The girl frowned and thought for a moment, then spread her hands to Zhongli and Nesario, and said with some pity:

"I'm sorry, don't look at me in a maid's outfit, but I can't conjure up delicious food, all I can do is conjure up some fine dust.

It's like this. ”

A stream of quicksand slid down the girl's hand and dissipated into the air inside the tomb.

"What should I do, Lord Emperor, this woman doesn't look like a good person."

Nesario said with some trepidation.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for Zhongli's response next to him, and when he looked at Zhongli suspiciously, he found a Shiba Inu who was already stunned.

Shiba Inu suddenly turned into a human form, turned into a tall and handsome man, rushed forward and hugged the maid girl, and said in a hoarse voice:

"This time, I'm never going to let you leave me again."