422. Stuck in the past
Sage?
Xie Zheng was stunned, why did Xuannu call them saints?
Just because Ciyin has the same face as the legendary Taiqing sage?
No, even if the face looks the same, the breath can be the same? Can Xuannu directly regard him as a Taiqing saint?
Xie Zheng was puzzled.
But realizing that the situation she was in was not right, she didn't act rashly, although she couldn't understand why Ciyin looked up to her so much, and actually asked her to cut off the head of the Xuannu with a sword.
Let's do it when the opportunity comes...
Just when all kinds of thoughts were flying in Xie Zheng's heart, Ciyin opened his mouth lightly: "It's just passing by, the Divine Venerable doesn't have to mind." ”
Xie Zheng: "? ”
How could he so naturally assume the identity of the Taiqing Sage, and still have a confident expression on his face?
Is this the so-called virtuoso boldness?
Before she could think clearly, the Xuannu chuckled lowly, and she didn't know whether she believed it or not, but her eyes were a little meaningful when she looked at them.
In all fairness, this woman is bright and beautiful, and she belongs to the very beautiful one.
But the Xuannu who can be seen with her own eyes is not as high as she imagined, full of divinity that cannot be seen directly, perhaps the reason for the perennial battle, and she even has a bloody aura that people can't ignore.
Before this idea was generated, Xie Zheng felt that everything could wait and see, but at this moment, there was an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart for no reason, and only Ciyin's advice was left in his mind-
It's better to cut off her head with a single sword.
Ciyin, like her, is not a murderous person, and there must be a reason why he can explain it like this.
Xie Zheng swallowed her saliva quietly, and put her palm on the hilt of the sword at her waist, although she tried to overcome the habit of rubbing the hilt, the tide from her palm still showed her nervousness at the moment.
"In a filthy place like the Western Mirage, the two saints really shouldn't stay for a long time, so let's leave quickly."
She called the saint on her lips, but in fact, the attitude of the Xuannu was very high from beginning to end, as if she was looking down on all living beings, looking down on them, and never really taking them in her eyes.
Is this the strength of the head of the Seven Gods?
Xie Zheng was thinking in his heart, but his gaze fell on her for a moment, as if he was aware of her gaze, and the Xuannu also lowered her eyes, and then a meaningful smile appeared on her lips unexpectedly.
"It turns out that the rumors are true, and the two saints really have a great relationship."
As soon as her words fell, Xie Zheng's face changed suddenly, and before she could speak, Xuannu continued: "If the saint is really the embodiment of the will of the Heavenly Dao, why would he appear in the Western Mirage if he didn't protect the three thousand realm beings who were about to encounter great calamity at this moment? ”
"Isn't it... In my hand, will you find the majesty of your executioner? ”
Xie Zheng: "......"
I don't understand, I don't understand at all.
"I heard that the saint has been in retreat for a long time, but I don't know how much this sword has been sharpened?"
As soon as the words fell, the red tassel spear in Xuannu's hand stabbed unexpectedly, Xie Zheng's body reacted before consciousness, and he raised his sword to block in an instant.
Although judging from her current strength, she was not the opponent of Xuannu in her heyday, this blow was on the side, she couldn't help but take two steps back, and the arm holding Zhiyue was already unconscious.
But there was no wave on her face, only a faint stare at her, still not intending to speak.
However, Xie Zheng's reaction made Xuannu a little surprised, and her beautiful eyes widened slightly, as if she was very surprised: "I can't imagine that the saint has been in retreat for a hundred years and has made such progress, and he can actually take my move?" ”
No... What do you mean?
How weak are the executioners?
Countless question marks appeared in Xie Zheng's heart, but he still didn't say a word, but Ciyin on the side opened his mouth lightly: "Divine Venerable, you have crossed the line." ”
Hearing Ciyin's words, Xuannu couldn't help but let out a faint chuckle.
"Out of bounds?"
These two words rolled through the tip of her tongue, and they seemed to contain countless emotions.
Sure enough, the smile on her face suddenly froze in the next moment, and the eyes that swept towards Xie Zheng were like quenched ice.
"I am the one who inherits the destiny of heaven, she is an outsider who appeared out of thin air, she has never even had a name, what qualifications do she have to override our seven gods?"
Xie Zheng: "......"
Good guy, I get it.
It turns out that the head of the Seven Divine Constellations like Xuannu is just a person with such a narrow mortal heart, and it seems that she is exalting these so-called 'gods' too much.
Ciyin's face changed slightly, and it seemed that she was going to talk to Xuannu, but the other party didn't want to listen to it anymore.
"The saint should leave early, otherwise the heavenly punishment will come down later, and the spear in my hand will not distinguish between me and mine."
Threats, naked threats.
But that's just it, after saying this, her figure disappeared, and instantly appeared on the back of the Xuanniao, and she didn't give them a look.
Soon, the sea of fire, which was originally stuck in mid-air, fell one after another, and under the concealment of the flames, the dense divine soldiers and heavenly generals also disappeared into the air.
Soon, above the heavenly dome, there were only the huge golden Xuanniao and the Xuannu standing on the back of the bird.
Xie Zheng couldn't help but look at Ciyin, and the other party would use a soothing look from her to signal her to be calm.
After the so-called 'Heavenly Punishment' fell, the turquoise waters of the Western Mirage were reflected red, and the surface of the water quickly boiled under the intense heat.
And the races that live underwater can't stand the heat, and they all come up, and then they are inevitably hunted by the Protoss soldiers who are hiding behind the sea of fire and waiting for the opportunity.
Although it was far away, you could vaguely see that the sea was quickly dyed a dark blue except for the boiling bubbles.
It was the blood of the merman.
Sensing that Xie Zheng's palm was tightened, Ciyin stroked the back of her hand with her fingertips, and Chuanyin comforted: "Don't be angry, this is something that has already happened, and we can't change anything." ”
Obviously, Ciyin's mood is not calm at the moment, the two hold hands, and they can easily feel each other's beating heartbeat.
Xie Zheng was silent for a moment, and also sent him a message: "Do you want to continue to find opportunities to cut off her head?" ”
Ciyin pondered for a moment and shook her head: "If we can't kill her here, we will probably be trapped here forever, but her strength is much stronger than I imagined, and it will be self-defeating if she doesn't succeed." ”
"Wait... Maybe things will turn around. ”
Hearing this, Xie Zheng's body stiffened for a moment.
What is it called... If they can't kill the Xuannu, they will be trapped here forever?
The shock in Xie Zheng's eyes couldn't be faked, and Ciyin could only smile helplessly when she saw her like this: "I'll explain it to you when I get through this catastrophe." ”
As soon as his words fell, the Xuanniao not far away suddenly let out a terrible wail, and at the same time, the Xuannu's angry voice almost pierced the sky.
"Executioner, do you have to make it difficult for me?!"