"What exactly?"

Mu Canghai frowned, he thought that he knew Zimo well, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that the kid in front of him was a little strange.

"As for the third point, it's that I never trusted you from beginning to end."

Zimo flicked his sleeves lightly, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he turned to Zuo Ling Ghost Ji and said, "Yes, Ghost Ji." ”

Zuo Ling Ghost Ji's ears fluttered with green silk, she gently stroked it, and said with a smile, "You're right." ”

Mu Canghai's expression was ugly, "So Zuo Ling's ghost Ji was able to escape the sneak attack of me and Bai Ye, and it was also hinted at by you?" ”

Zimo was noncommittal when he heard this, he restrained his smile and said lightly, "It's useless to talk more, Mu Canghai, you and Bai Ye can't leave today, do you believe it or not?" ”

Mu Canghai tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Why do you kid rely on your half-hung teleportation technique?" ”

Zimo shook his head and said calmly, "After so many years of getting along, you know, I never say big things, I will do it when I say it!" ”

"My good nephew, then I'll have to wait and see!"

Mu Canghai thinks back to so many years, this kid really does what he says.

Although he said so, he was in his heart, if Zimo hadn't lied and had been guarding against himself, then he must have many methods that he hadn't seen.

Zimo didn't talk nonsense, and the eight flying swords flew out one by one, suspended in mid-air.

"Sumeru mustard sword, out!"

"Sumeru mustard slash!"

"Xuan Bing is away from the fire sword, out!"

"Xuan Bing Slash!"

"Leave the fire!"

The two flying swords came out together, among which the Sumeru Mustard Sword slashed towards Mu Canghai, while the ice and fire attack from the Xuan Bing Fire Sword slashed at the white night who was still struggling to support there.

Zimo wants one against two!

Seeing the power of Zimo's two attacks, Bai Ye felt like a dead heart for a moment.

The demonic power in his body has been almost consumed by the Swallowing Yuan Demon Gu, and he finally resisted the three demon slashes, and then tried his best to resist the Sumeru mustard slash, and now when he saw Zimo's Xuan Bing Fire Slash, he only felt that his scalp was numb.

"Yan Shengtian, as a god general, you can't come and help me!"

Bai Ye yelled at Yan Shengtian.

Yan Shengtian was disheartened at the moment, he glanced at Zimo, then at Bai Ye, and said lightly, "The demonic power of his subordinates has not yet recovered, and he is unable to lift his sword. ”

Everyone could see that he did it on purpose, Zuo Ling Ghost Ji sneered, "You can't lift the sword yet, you just pretend, you look honest, and you are also bad." ”

Yan Shengtian glanced at Zuo Ling Ghost Ji with a slanted gaze, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

I guess I was worried that others would see his smile, so I hurriedly coughed lightly, and it looked very serious in an instant.

"You..."

Bai Ye was almost so angry that a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he couldn't say a complete sentence when he pointed at Yan Shengtian.

"Hehe, is this the wall falling down and everyone pushing it?"

Jiang Xuehan's face looked much better at this time, and he regained his ability to lose his mouth, gloating.

I only heard Mu Canghai snort coldly, and the power of the demon Shura in his hand was permeated, and he killed Zimo.

At the same time, Zimo's Sumeru mustard seed slash fell, just blocked by Mu Canghai's attack.

There was a loud bang.

Mu Canghai's figure didn't move at all, he pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a trace of disdain.

"Mu Canghai, your opponent is me, bullying a child at such an old age, isn't the skin of a divine beast?"

The fingers of Zuo Ling's left hand shook again and again, and a trace of gray aura overflowed, and then she held the Han Gong with her right hand and aimed it at Mu Canghai.

Mu Canghai's hair stood upside down, and his expression was extremely ugly.

"You girl, do you really want to help him to the end?"

Zuo Ling Ghost Ji tilted her head, and said as a matter of course, "This still needs to be said." ”

Then he grinned, "If you give me a treasure that impresses me, maybe I'll help you." ”

When Mu Canghai heard that there was a play, a smile appeared on his face, "Say, what do you want." ”

Zuo Ling Ghost Ji frowned, and the lion opened his mouth and said, "If you give this girl ten thousand years of ghost ghosts, I will help you!" ”

Mu Canghai looked stunned, and almost scolded, let alone ten, he didn't have one.

Seeing Mu Canghai's expression, Zuo Ling Ghost Ji knew that there was no play, and said with some disdain, "Why did you just look like you swore that Lao Tzu's treasures were the first in the world, why can't you even take out ten thousand years of Yin Soul Ghost Things." ”

Mu Canghai took a deep breath and resisted the urge to go violent, "Change again, I don't have this." ”

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A hint of cunning flashed in Zuo Ling's eyes, and she secretly glanced at Zimo's battle situation in the distance, and groaned.

One breath...

Two breaths...

……

Ten breaths...

Fifteen breaths...

……

Thirty breaths...

Mu Canghai finally couldn't help it, his face was ugly and said, "Think about it, what do you want!" ”

Zuo Ling Ghost Ji coughed lightly, and the ghost spirit said, "A handle... Immortal weapons..."

When Zuo Ling Ghost Ji saw that Mu Canghai was about to have a seizure, he changed his words and said, "I'll think about it again..."

Mu Canghai felt that he would be angry to death sooner or later, if he hadn't been afraid of the Han Gong in Zuo Ling's ghost Ji's hand, he would have made a move a long time ago.

"I want to know what good that kid has given you to protect him so much!"

Mu Canghai already knew that Zuo Ling's ghost Ji was delaying time, and he was angry.

Zuo Ling Ghost Ji said categorically, "He didn't give me anything." ”

"Then why did you help him so much?"

When Mu Canghai heard this, he couldn't help but ask.

Zuo Ling Ghost Ji sighed, looked at Zimo, then at Mu Canghai, and said, "Isn't this an obvious thing, because Zimo's kid is good-looking, and you are too ugly!" ”

Everyone present looked strange, watching Zuo Ling's ghost Ji walking a monkey and playing Mu Canghai.

When did Mu Canghai receive this kind of nest qi, the power of the Demon Shura in his hand directly hit a small hill next to him, and the small hill was instantly razed to the ground.

On the other side, there was not much demon power left in the white night, and the quilt Zimo slashed on his left arm with a sword, and suddenly the entire arm was broken at the root.

He screamed miserably, and his body flew backwards dozens of feet away, crashing into a big tree, his face full of horror.

He really lost.

Zimo sneered, his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, the killing sword in his hand once again slashed towards Bai Ye's other arm.

"The sword just now is for myself, and this sword is for my senior brother and Hongdou."

Bai Ye's pupils shrank sharply, and he said hysterically, "Mu Canghai, if you don't save me, it will be your turn next!" If you save this king, this king will give away all his savings over the years! ”

Mu Canghai secretly scolded for being unlucky, he glanced at Zuo Ling Ghost Ji and the murderous Zimo, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "You are already a wasted person, what does it matter to me whether you live or die, are you dragging me into the water, Bai Ye, you can go with peace of mind!" ”

After speaking, he took two steps back and showed his attitude.

Bai Ye looked up to the sky and yelled, "I didn't expect that I would lose to my own clone in the end!" ”

"I've been calculating for tens of thousands of years in the middle of the night, and it's actually this kind of result, I don't accept it!"

Zimo was unmoved, and the killing sword fell directly on Bai Ye's right arm, which had long been devoid of demonic power.

Glancing at Bai Ye, whose eyes were blank and his heart was as dead as ashes, he said lightly, "Bai Ye, although you lost this time, you didn't lose in some ways, did you?" ”

"Because Bai Ye is you, Bai Changsheng is also you, it's just that Bai Changsheng has a sense of self, so you didn't lose completely, you just lost to yourself."

"Actually. Who can tell the difference between winning and losing? ”

"Even if you win, what can you do this time? Do you really think you can escape this chess game? ”

"Qiankun is a chess game, and you and I are both chess pieces."

Thinking of the Shura Emperor who was watching all this from behind, Zimo did not have the joy of a victor on his face, but only bitterness, "When you walk out of this Heavenly Fox Realm, you will find that when you finally became a chess player, you entered a bigger chess game." ”

"This person, once he has the heart to win or lose, then he will definitely lose."

"If he has never had the heart to win or lose, then he will not lose."

"Winning or losing, it's all in your heart."

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"Winning or losing, it's all in your heart."

Bai Ye repeated the sentence.

His gaze moved to Bai Changsheng's body, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes.

Then with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, he slowly closed his eyes as if he was resigned.

Zimo pondered for a moment, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared.

The flying sword flashed away.

Slashed at the head of the white night.

At this moment, a faint voice remembered, "Boy, spare him first." ”

This voice was very soft, but it made everyone present hear it clearly, and even the entire death realm roared, as if to welcome the appearance of this voice

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So so.

And the flying sword that Zimo had already shot flew back upside down and landed on the side of his body again.

It wasn't that Zimo took the initiative to stop, but that the voice reversed Zimo's attack, as if it had reversed time.

Let everything return to the state before the three breaths!

"Say what you say!"

Mu Canghai's heart trembled, and he said in a trembling voice.

Words and words can only be performed by monks above the fairy realm, and it is far from being able to reverse time.

Even though it's only a short three breaths, it's an unbelievable thing.

This person's cultivation is unfathomable!

"Do you follow the word?"

Bai Ye, who closed his eyes and waited for death, slowly opened his eyes, because he always felt that this voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, as if someone had erased his memory.

Jiang Xuehan, whether to quit or not, is a solemn expression, although they don't know what this means, but from this incomprehensible terrifying ability, it can be seen that people who come will inevitably cultivate to the sky!

"At least it's Tianyi Realm!"

Yan Shengtian was pale, trembling all over, he was a cultivator of madness, but someone who came could almost collapse his mind with just one sentence, this kind of cultivation was beyond his comprehension.

Bai Changsheng and Hongdou no longer have cultivation, but the two of them have the least feeling, but they feel that there is something strange about everyone in the field, and that strange feeling is called fear.

When Zuo Ling Ghost Ji heard this voice, her eyes were excited, confused, and even more afraid.

The voice that had been waiting for thousands of years finally came.

Wang Quan lowered his head, he couldn't see the look on his face clearly, and his whole person's momentum became a little weird, but he couldn't hide the fear in his heart no matter what.

There was always a voice in his heart that roared, "He's really alive!" ”

I saw that in the sky, nine suns were shining brightly, falling from the dark red sky one by one.

Gradually, the nine suns turned into nine candles, forming a circle that slowly rotated in the sky.

From below, it looks like a ring of flames.

Two figures slowly appeared in the circle formed by the candle flames.

A handsome young man, followed by an old man with silver hair.

When the handsome man appeared, the whole world lost its color, and the mountains, rivers, grass, trees, and creatures all made a gentle hissing sound.

The nine candles slowly became smaller and turned into nine reddish-colored beads that wrapped around the man's left hand.

He stepped out, and the grass and trees that had been destroyed by the fight before were restored to their original state in an instant.

And he also appeared in front of everyone at the same time.

The corners of the man's mouth were smiling, and the whole person kept changing between youth and aging, vicissitudes and youth.

The moment Bai Ye saw this man, the famous Sky Fox King Bai Ye, the former Sky Fox Ancestor Bai Chopping the Sky, knelt on the ground like a child and cried.

It was as if the memory had opened the closed window and rushed towards him.

He vaguely remembered that countless thousands of years ago, a handsome man came to the Sky Fox Realm.

That was the first monk to appear in the Heavenly Fox Realm, and it was also the first person.

In the middle of the jungle, the man met a fox with a snow-white body.

After that, the man touched the fox's head and said with a faint smile, "Since I met you the first time I came to this desolate star, it can be regarded as fate." ”

"Since there is fate, I will give you a creation, and from now on, this place will be named the Sky Fox Realm, and you are the ancestor of the Sky Fox."

The handsome man picked up the snow-white fox, stared at its sleek eyes and smiled slightly, "The fur is so white, and there is a hint of anger and ambition in the eyes, then you are called Bai Qitian." ”

"Chop the sky, chop the sky, chop off this filthy and filthy God, well, the name is very domineering."

The man laughed, apparently pleased with his name.

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This is the first time that the Demon Ancestor Bai Slashing Heaven has met Dugu Yanming in his memory!

And he has always called the Shura Emperor an immortal!

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