Compared with Leo's side for a long time, outside the elf town, the major forces have already exploded, waiting for a whole morning, but the gods and relics have not appeared for a long time, which makes many people disappointed at the same time, and also cast unkind eyes on Zhang Lao.

"How could the relics of the gods appear here, my sick body, I'm afraid there will be no day when I will be healed. Master Water looked at the clear blue sky and couldn't help but sigh.

At this point, even if Master Shui was steady and composed, he still felt that the news of the divine relics was a little false.

Gu He and Master Shui stood side by side, and when they heard the latter's sigh, their expressions moved, and they wanted to say something, but they found that they couldn't speak.

In the Yunxiao camp, Gao Shan's faces were pale, and the so-called divine relics had not appeared until now, which also made his face ugly, and more and more anger accumulated on his forehead, and he was about to be released.

"Grandpa, do you want to dispose of that old man?" Gao Cheng asked in a gloomy face as he asked Gao Shan in a cold voice.

"Wait a little longer......" Takayama said through gritted teeth, enduring his rage.

At the edge of the camp, the sloppy old man stood there with a rickety body, without any movement, only a strong perception, scanning all the suspicious changes around him.

"Uncle Liu, I don't have any hints of my special abilities, I think the news of this divine relic may most likely be fake. Behind Danwang Li Yang, Chaoyang whispered to Liu Jun with some uncertainty.

Liu Jun glanced at Chaoyang, and then looked at Li Yang, the king of Dan, who did not say anything, and continued to wait a little helplessly, even he could feel that this so-called divine relics was probably just a disguise, and he didn't know why these strong people didn't leave.

In the center of the Elven Forest, under the Ancient Tree of Life, the Seven Great Sages closed their eyes tightly, patiently waiting for everything, their terrifying perception emanating from time to time, permeating all corners of the surroundings.

And with the passage of time, and the delay in the appearance of the relics of the gods, some cultivators who were in the spirit of joining in the fun had already lost their patience and took a step back, wanting to leave.

In the center of the power camp, Zhang Lao quietly waited for the arrival of the divine relics, he firmly believed that the peerless powerhouse he met would not deceive him, as for the unkind eyes cast by everyone, although he was worried in his heart, he could only choose to ignore it.

Time passed for a while, and among the people, finally some people lost their patience, couldn't bear the loneliness, and began to leave one after another.

Seeing this kind of scene, everyone sighed in their hearts, they never thought that the few days of waiting would be a big joke, and they would be teased by an old man who did not have the slightest cultivation, although these were their guesses, but it would not affect their resentment towards Zhang Lao.

Thinking of this, some powerful cultivators felt that their lungs were blown up, and looking at Zhang Lao, who was standing there, they gathered together without thinking.

In their opinion, Zhang Lao, who was also waiting for the appearance of the divine relics, was a little coy.

"Before we leave, settle this old immortal ......," someone shouted.

"Yes, deceive me, we will make him worse than dead...... someone then shouted.

"This old immortal is tired of being crooked, and we killed him alive. "Someone made a vicious suggestion.

"Yes, let me wait and endure the suffering, and we can't make him better. "Most of the people spoke in unison.

......

Zhang Lao listened to these vicious words, and then looked at the more and more cultivators who were surrounded by them, the ruthless faces, a few days ago, many of them were still asking for news from themselves as if they were flattering, and now, it was also them, shouting the words to kill them.

"Life is impermanent, and the world is really cold. Zhang Lao sighed in his heart.

Although he knew that he would not escape death, Zhang Lao still trembled and insisted: "The relics of the gods will definitely appear." ”

"Hmph, you still want to deceive me and wait, I don't know if the god relics will appear, but I know that you are going to die now. A cultivator said viciously.

"Brother Tai, don't worry, there are so many people here, how can you allow you to experience the thrill of killing him alone, I have a proposal, all of us here will slash him one by one, but don't kill him, what do you think?"

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up, although they felt that this idea was a little vicious, but the end of deceiving them was like this.

When Zhang Lao heard this, he had a long mouth, his face was pale, and he looked frightened and inexplicable.

Master Shui had the intention to stop it, but when things came to such a point, even he was a little annoyed in his heart, and at the same time, he also had some questions in his heart, why did this old man who had no cultivation deceive everyone so much, is it really as he said, here is really the relics of the gods.

Thinking of this, Master Shui also left his doubts and waited in place.

And those cultivators who wanted to vent their hatred, seeing that no one stopped their suggestions, were about to start preparing to implement them.

The first cultivator to stand up was the one who had just made a vicious suggestion, a rough man with a big knife in his hand, and walked quickly in front of Elder Zhang.

He looked at the pale Zhang Lao with a happy face, and asked, "What else do you have to say now?"

Zhang Lao looked at the blade of the flickering cold light and shuddered, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "The relics of the gods will definitely appear." ”

"Hmph, hard mouth. Seeing that Zhang Lao was like this, the big man snorted coldly, and said with a cruel smile: "Since this is the case, then I will let you taste the taste of flesh and blood being cut off with a knife." ”

After the big man finished speaking, he lifted the big knife, looked at the blade that flickered in the cold light, he blew on it, and then raised it, staring at Zhang Lao with cruel and contemptuous eyes, and then he was ready to cut the big knife on Zhang Lao's body.

Seeing this, Zhang Lao's face turned pale, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead, but in the face of a group of fierce cultivators, he could only close his eyes in despair.

However, even now, he still believes that the relics of the gods will definitely appear, and he also hopes that the relics of the gods will appear soon to end his upcoming nightmare.

Leo didn't know the situation here, but the gunpowder in the underground tube had been ignited by him, and Leo himself had already used the afterimage body method to run towards the elven forest.

The pungent smell was pervasive, it was the smell of burning gunpowder, the ignited gunpowder was burning at a rapid pace, and the burning of gunpowder also made Mars closer and closer to the gunpowder bomb made by Leo.

Compared with the extremely fast burning gunpowder here, the atmosphere here is also frozen to the extreme.

Sparks are flying everywhere, and there are still ten meters to the gunpowder bomb...... The big man smiled and drew his sword...... Everyone was smiling and their eyes widened.

Five meters up...... The big man wields a broadsword...... The crowd held their breath.

Less than a meter away, the big man's big knife was about to fall......

"Boom, boom......"

And just as Dahan was about to swing the butcher's knife, there was a loud bang, one after another, and the earth shook because of this・・・・・・

Zhang Lao was stunned for a moment, his pale face became flushed, and he roared like crazy, and shouted at the people who were also stunned: "Haha, you listen! Have you ordinary people heard it? The relics of the gods have appeared, the relics of the gods have appeared, haha・・・・・・"

Faced with the torture that life was worse than death, and in the face of sudden changes, Zhang Lao let out a roar of great pride in his life as if he was grasping a life-saving herb.

The roar broke the silence of the place, and the sound of old madness filled the air for a long time.

"The Divine Relics ・・・・・・ really appeared・・・・・・"

Ignoring the crazy Zhang Lao, everyone muttered, and they were all stunned・・・・・・