"The god city lord is really courageous!"

Facing the consciousness of the gods whose attitude suddenly changed, the corners of Meng Haobai's mouth raised slightly, glanced at Chen Xiaoyu, who was still asleep on his left hand, and said: "I have to thank the god city lord for sending the little orange here, otherwise the old man doesn't know when he will be able to get out of the Nine Directions Heavenly Hell!" I'm in a good mood today, so let's keep this god domain for now. ”

After saying the sarcastic words proudly, Meng Haobai looked up at the middle-aged man and woman behind the consciousness of the gods.

Pointed at by the sword immortal's gaze, Luo Juchen and Liu Kui were startled, and their faces turned pale in an instant. They were already afraid of Meng Haobai, who was cultivated by the Sword Emperor 30,000 years ago, but now facing Meng Haobai, who can summon seven brilliant sword lights, is even more like a mayfly seeing a sycamore, trembling and not daring to say more.

"Haha, you two are also very interesting, don't worry, the old man said that he was in a good mood, he won't kill you, and he will never break his word."

Looking at the sky, the broken slag of the Qilin totem imprint fell one after another, like a raging storm. Luo Juchen and Liu Kui nodded cautiously, affirming Meng Haobai's words of not killing them.

No one is not afraid of death, and neither are the gods.

At this time, in front of the human sword cultivators, the gods of the divine domain no longer had a trace of the image of a god.

Meng Haobai laughed heartily, stepped on the void, his body floated, and disappeared into the sky above the Valley of the Gods with the young man he was carrying in his left hand, leaving only the wild laughter for a long time.

When the laughter dissipated, Mu Ran's long-standing consciousness of the gods dared to clench his hands into half fists and turn around.

He was glad that he was able to escape from Meng Haobai, the demon in the eyes of the gods of the Divine Domain, as if nothing happened, and he just wanted to say that he was scattered today. But before he could open his mouth, he realized that something was wrong.

According to Meng Haobai's personality, the Nine Directions Heavenly Prison suppressed him for more than 30,000 years, plus Shicai's Forbidden Heaven Array forced him to the point of death, and even his Heavenly Ce Sword, which had been with him for tens of thousands of years, was shattered into pieces, how could these various insults be laughed at because of a sentence of His Excellency the Sword Immortal.

"Oh no, that old guy is at the end of his crossbow, he's pretending! We've been fooled! ”

The consciousness of the gods suddenly reacted, condensed the gun in his hand, and shouted: "Chase!" This is the only chance to kill Meng Haobai! ”

……

……

The Coast of the Gods.

Meng Haobai carried Chen Xiaoyu and staggered a few steps, the surging qi and blood in his chest finally couldn't be suppressed, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of turbid blood.

The power of the gods that was forcibly blessed on him after the Tiance Sword was shattered was not at all something that a sword cultivator without the aura realm could directly withstand, but in order to break through the Forbidden Heaven Array, Meng Haobai couldn't care about life and death at all, and could only endure the damage to his body from the power of the foreign gods.

Because he had to break the formation with the help of divine power in order to survive.

However, Meng Haobai didn't count the strength of the god's aura, and he was able to raise him to the realm of the second sword immortal, nor did he calculate the pros and cons, his current internal organs were squeezed by the power of the god's aura, and he had become dilapidated, relying on the strong body of the sword cultivation to hang this old life.

Fortunately, Chen Xiaoyu had already woken up, and on the way Meng Haobai took him to leave from the eyes of the three gods of the god realm of the god consciousness.

Meng Haobai let go of Chen Xiaoyu's collar, to be precise, he didn't have the strength to carry a young man weighing one hundred and twenty pounds.

Chen Xiaoyu hugged Meng Haobai and said with concern: "Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Just broke the battle, Chen Xiaoyu was asleep and paddling the whole time, and he didn't know what happened to Meng Haobai.

The only thing that could be judged was what he saw in front of him, Meng Haobai spit out a large mouthful of turbid blood. Although he is no longer that sloppy image, his appearance is so old that Chen Xiaoyu can't believe that this is the old man of the Sword Emperor who was suppressed in the Nine Directions Heavenly Prison.

Holding his chest and relieving for a moment, Meng Haobai grinned reluctantly with a sense of pain, "Wei Shi just fought the gods of the God Domain alone, and he was slightly injured, but it's a pity that your kid slept heavily and didn't see it!" ”

Chen Xiaoyu held Meng Haobai on his shoulder, and his free right hand gave a thumbs up, and exclaimed: "Master is powerful, the Sword Emperor realm must not beat those gods to the bust!" ”

"Huh." The qi and blood in Meng Haobai's chest kept surging, and he was not allowed to say too much.

He knew that with the mind of the consciousness of the gods, he would be able to react to something wrong in a moment, and in order to ensure that there was no problem, he had to hide first and gain more time for himself, and it was best enough to explain some of the things that Chen Xiaoyu would do after returning to Kyushu.

"Go there!" Meng Haobai reluctantly said a very short sentence, which was only three words.

Following the voice and the direction pointed by Meng Haobai, Chen Xiaoyu helped him to walk towards the cave under the cliff of the Shenming Coast.

Chen Xiaoyu discovered the cave when he stepped on the shore of the gods, but because it was a little far away and the old man Xuanyin entrusted him with something, he didn't bother to inspect the cave.

Now it was a coincidence, he carried Meng Haobai on his shoulders, along the green grass on the coast, step by step, and finally moved to the entrance of the cave.

"Get in." Meng Haobai said.

Chen Xiaoyu didn't have time to think, and continued to carry Meng Haobai forward, and finally entered the cave.

"This cave ......"

The pots and pans, tables, chairs, benches, bed nets, bedding, and bedding in the cave were all complete, and even the slightest smell of smoke and unextinguished sparks were still on the extinguished fire.

Judging from the experience of surviving on a desert island that he Chen Xiaoyu has never had, this cave has always been inhabited!

"Anyone?"

At Meng Haobai's signal, Chen Xiaoyu helped him to lie on his back on the chair, and then whispered to the narrow path in the cave. After all, if you venture into someone else's house, you still have to get the owner's consent to not feel restrained.

"Little orange, don't shout."

Just as Chen Xiaoyu was about to let go of his voice and shout for the second time, Meng Haobai, who had rested for a while, opened his mouth to stop.

Chen Xiaoyu scratched his head and wanted to ask why.

Meng Haobai closed his eyes and frowned slightly, "The gods realize that they are coming soon, and if you call our whereabouts exposed, I'm afraid there is only one way to die." ”

Dead...... Die!

For death, Chen Xiaoyu is extremely afraid.

He quickly shook his head, approached Meng Haobai's side, didn't dare to shout another word, and asked in a low voice, "Master, are you hungry, I saw porridge in that pot just now!" ”

“……”

The blood in Meng Haobai's chest was churning uncomfortably, and he didn't want to answer Chen Xiaoyu's empty words that seemed to be concerned but were useless.

You must know that he has never eaten a grain of grain in the 30,000 years of being locked up in the Nine Directions Heavenly Prison, because when a cultivator steps into a certain realm, it is easy to do it.

"If Master doesn't eat, I'm a little hungry!"

didn't get Meng Haobai's response, Chen Xiaoyu picked up the porridge in the pot, didn't care if it was poisonous or not, poured it into a clean bowl on the side, drank a bowl with a grunt, and patted his stomach with satisfaction, there were many unpleasant things that happened before, and now they are all gone.

"Little orange."

After drinking the porridge, Chen Xiaoyu still wanted to let Meng Haobai taste it, but before he could speak, Meng Haobai called him and said slowly: "After this sea of gods, you can return to the world." ”