437. Resentful Spirits
To be honest, although this old man didn't show any great malice, he was familiar with that 'Xie Zheng' in and out of his words, and he always liked to compare them.
Xie Zheng is not like Ciyin, he has the memory of every life, but he can probably understand what kind of effort that person has to put in to get to that position.
But this doesn't mean that she herself can be so belittled and suppressed by a strange old man she doesn't know, even if she is not as good as that 'Xie Zheng', isn't that a normal thing? How old is someone, how old is she?
Thinking of this, Xie Zheng couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said angrily: "You released this thing?" You won't push it to me if you can't solve it, will you? ”
Although she was unhappy, Xie Zheng's hand was quite honest and had already touched the hilt of the sword, and the Xuanniao behind her let out an exclamation just right:
"Miss Xie, the seal is crumbling, and we have no way out!"
Xuanniao was so frightened, far less majestic than when he went out with Xuannu, Xie Zheng was a little puzzled, so he asked.
As a result, the Xuannu was directly silent by her question, and she slowed down for a while before replying: "The conquest of the Far Sea Shark Clan has not encountered much resistance, and as far as the Protoss is concerned, they are just a group of ants. ”
And at this moment, they are facing the Immortal Emperor, one of the Seven Divine Constellations who has lost his mind!
Although the emperor has long been hidden, but an existence of their level, even if they only leave a remnant of the guard, they still have no rational resentment, compared to the karmic obstacle kraken flower left by the Xuannu, where can a divine bird like her, who has lost most of her divine power, deal with it?
Xuanniao's emotions were extremely complicated, and he was silent for a long time before asking, "What does Miss Xie rely on, so even if she is facing the Immortal Emperor, she is fearless?" ”
Hearing this, Xie Zheng pulled out the Folding Moon, then smiled at her, and said honestly: "No, I don't have anything to rely on, I just want to try." ”
Xuanniao: "......"
While they were chatting with each other, the old man was staring at the Immortal Emperor in front of him, who had completely condensed his form, with a vigilant expression, completely unable to take care of them.
Seeing this, Xie Zheng didn't say anything, just took two steps back, just opening up a distance that was most suitable for the sword, and Xuan Niao saw her retreating, and hurriedly followed a few steps back.
She is really powerless, if she is facing other things, she has the strength to fight no matter what, but now she is facing the power of the emperor in her heyday, and she is completely irrational to kill monsters, let alone fight, due to innate coercion, she doesn't even have the strength to fight back.
Xuanniao really couldn't understand why this Miss Xie came to find such bad luck....
Before she could think of a reason, Xie Zheng's figure suddenly disappeared in front of her, and Xuan Bird was shocked, and Yu Guang found that in the empty hall behind her, bursts of thick golden mist suddenly appeared.
The strangest thing is that this mist seems to have a spiritual intelligence, and it actually begins to slowly move closer to her.
When she realized it, Xuanniao subconsciously wanted to escape, but found that her hands and feet seemed to be imprisoned, the whole person couldn't move, and a bone-chilling chill rushed straight from her heel to the Tianling Gai, she shouted in her heart that it was not good, but she didn't even have the strength to dodge.
"What are you doing?"
Just as her soul gradually fell into the boundless golden mist, a crisp voice suddenly exploded in her ears, and in the next moment, she finally found that her hands and feet finally had a trace of warmth, and she began to listen to her own call.
Barely regaining consciousness, Xuanniao Chao Xie Zheng cast a grateful look, but the other party's gaze did not stay on her at all, but once again ran towards the looming figure in the thick fog with his sword.
It was only at this time that Xuan Niao realized a problem - the old man who made Xie Zheng very disliked was gone.
Her intuition was wrong, and she wanted to explain to Xie Zheng, but she couldn't catch up with her at all.
Although she has recovered a lot in the small world of Sumeru, for today's Xuanniao, her strength is not as good as it was at her peak, but even so, it does not prevent her from fighting to the death.
Thinking of this, a red-tasseled spear appeared in her hand.
Xie Zheng was chasing the figure of the resentful soul, and he caught a glimpse of Xuanniao's movements, and he was also shocked in his heart, good guy, it turned out that the gun in her hand was the same as the one in Xuannu's hand!
With such a distraction, the figure that was still running around suddenly attacked her, and that punch almost condensed ten percent of the power of the Immortal Emperor, almost beckoning Xie Zheng to the face, but fortunately, she was agile and narrowly avoided it, but the hair on her cheeks and cheeks was still impacted.
She puffed out her cheeks, pushed the tip of her tongue against the red, painful side of her face, and then glanced at a strand of hair that had fallen from the ground, and her face sank.
Like Xuannu, Xie Zheng had already discovered that the old man had disappeared since the fog began, and he knew in his heart that this time he was probably calculated, but this was her own choice, at least the current situation was still under control, and there was no evidence.
It's just that the other party is one of the seven gods after all, and now it seems that this resentful soul is really better than that Siren flower, and it is much more difficult to deal with.
The other party is almost equivalent to a monster that has lost his mind, but in battle, that kind of perception and sensitivity to danger is not comparable to ordinary people.
After failing to strike a blow, it seemed that he immediately gave up his plan to fight with Xie Zheng, and once again disappeared into the fog in the hall, and no trace could be found.
This is the Immortal Emperor's Cave Mansion, he has the right time and place, and the advantage is too obvious, even if Xie Zheng is not afraid, but for such a pestering opponent, she also seems a little impatient, she prefers that kind of dignified and upright style of play.
"Miss Xie, I'm here to help you!"
Xuanniao also walked through the mist, and although she was afraid in her heart, she still stubbornly walked towards Xie Zheng.
Xu is the reason why Xie Zheng's sword intent and sword array gradually occupied the entire temple, and the other party seemed to be more cautious, so Xuanniao was not hindered in any way.
When she walked to the side, Xie Zheng flipped the sword in his hand, stared at the flickering sword light not far away, and hooked his lips mockingly, the voice was not big or small, but listening to it made people feel a chill in their hearts:
"I can't imagine that the immortal emperor of the Seven Gods will leave such an unspeakable filth after death, gods, it's just that, today is really an eye-opener for me."
When Xuanniao heard this, he also sighed in his heart, not only the Seven Gods Seat, but also the gods who seemed to have been hidden, would leave such trouble.
"Miss Xie, the Xuanniao is an auspicious bird, if you sacrifice my blood, it will definitely be able to draw out filth, let me try it."