With the disappearance of the black-robed man, the nameless fire in Xiaoyao's heart gradually subsided, and his consciousness began to slowly recover, as usual.

I saw that he casually checked the Heart Control Sword in his hand, looked back at Zhang Haomin, and was about to tell him that there seemed to be something different about this Heart Control Sword.

As a result, when he turned around, he frightened the people who had threatened to stumble on the Shenghua Sect and almost sat down on the ground.

After all, they had seen with their own eyes the means of free-spiritedness, and that was the guy who could kill the black-robed people in an instant, and according to their observations, there was more than one existence in the black-robed people who were in the Harmony (shēn) realm.

According to this calculation, Xiaoyao is afraid that he is a saint, otherwise it would not be possible to kill the 合 (shēn) realm so easily.

As for their strength, although they look like they are high in the air, in fact, in the eyes of the saints, they are not enough at all, and they are just like ants.

The most important point is that they are helpless on their side, and their own saints have not come with them.

After noticing the strangeness of these people, Xiaoyao asked Kumamiano, who was standing aside.

"What's wrong with them?"

"Them?"

Xiong Miyano couldn't help but be stunned, he was still in shock at Xiaoyao's strength, and he didn't notice the reaction of those people after (shēn), so he couldn't help but feel confused when he suddenly heard Xiaoyao ask.

Seeing that Xiong Gongye was puzzled, Xiaoyao raised the heart control sword in his hand and pointed at it, which frightened those people (shēn) and hurriedly retreated, for fear that they would become the soul of the sword.

Because it was so frightened that in the process of retreating, one of them tripped over something under his feet, which frightened the people around him.

Suddenly, when he saw a person fall to the ground, the people around him thought that he had killed him, and suddenly scattered like a frightened bird.

As for this guy who fell into a squat, his face turned pale with fright, and he even got up from the ground with a rolling belt, how could he still have the majesty of the shēn realm, it was simply embarrassing.

Seeing this scene, Xiong Gongye was immediately overjoyed, since he came to this sage residence, he had already seen these people unpleasant, and the appearance of the eldest and his second child should also be cleaned up.

Xiong Gong Ye bowed (shēn) to Xiaoyao, and his tone was less of the previous awe, but more of his own familiar way.

"Oh, they're all sick, so you don't need to pay attention to them, my lord. ”

Xiaoyao frowned slightly, and silently glanced at Xiong Miyano, since this guy knew that he was an immortal, there was no previous casualness, and all that was open and closed was honorific words like you, which made people uncomfortable listening to 浑 (shēn).

He was originally just a small chess piece on the chessboard, but he finally got the opportunity to go down to earth, break free from endless loneliness, and enjoy rare freedom.

As a result, he always felt that he seemed out of place with everything around him, as if Kumamiano was looking at him now, that was completely looking up to a god, not an ordinary person like him.

The gap has always been in front of him, as if he is still the lonely pawn, although he can now communicate with people, but he can't fit into this chaotic world.

Like those who fear him in the distance, he is an immortal, which is an unchangeable fact, and he cannot change the fact that he is a pawn (shēn).

Whether it was the world or the Asgard Palace, he couldn't change that he was an outlier, and the feeling of being isolated always enveloped him, making him a little breathless.

Can you really break free from that chessboard? After you break free, can you really become a person with blood (ròu)?

He didn't have an answer to all this, but this strong sense of loneliness forced him to move on, and the end of hope was not necessarily success, but also endless despair.

But even so, for the sake of that slim success, he had to try his best.

"Your trick is not bad, you can teach me when you go back, so let's just count it as your reward for borrowing the sword. ”

Zhang Haomin had already reacted, after all, he had experienced a scene that was even more powerful than this, and he was just confused by this sudden series of events (qíng) before.

Now that everything has settled, he has naturally become the appearance of a hanger in Ping (rì) again.

"This is immortal art, and you can't learn it at all with your current realm. ”

Xiaoyao looked at Zhang Haomin's shameless appearance, but he didn't feel warm in his heart, and as he learned more about the world, he became more aware of Zhang Haomin's preciousness.

From the very beginning, when Zhang Haomin knew that he was an immortal (shēn), apart from being surprised for a while at first, he didn't regard it as a great thing (qíng) at all, even if he knew that he was just a chess piece.

The most precious treasure of a lonely person is to have a friend who does not have a distance, and Zhang Haomin is his kind of friend.

In fact, at first, Xiaoyao scoffed at this, thinking that Zhang Haomin took the initiative to give up the master-servant contract and had to be friends with him, which seemed very stupid, but at this time he understood that this was a rare respect.

"That's not necessarily, isn't that vitality mask also an immortal art, I can't still learn it. ”

"How can this be the same? The vitality cover is the vitality cover, and a mantra is a mantra, and you can't learn it. ”

The two of them said a word to me as if there was no one here, but it made the onlookers feel horrified, what is the origin of this kid, and he dares to talk to the saint like this.

Especially the Emperor of Heaven who was standing in the stands, his eyes narrowed slightly, because he recognized Zhang Haomin.

Ever since Zhang Haomin unleashed that amazing sword when he participated in the Shenghua Sect's enrollment assessment, the things about Zhang Haomin (qíng) have been handed over one after another.

And the first few (rì), the sword intent duel between Zhang Haomin and Xiao Ba on the street aroused his interest even more.

According to the data, Zhang Haomin is still only at the peak of the Qi Sea Realm, and if he conservatively estimates, he may break through the Shenchi Realm on the way, but it is impossible to reach the realm of returning to the Void Realm no matter what.

However, not only did he defeat Xiao Ba head-on in the duel of sword intent, but even according to the report of the guards at that time, the sword intent released by Zhang Haomin had reached the realm of the combined realm.

This series of shocking and strange events reminded Emperor Ji of the heavenly change that happened in the land of Beilin a year ago, and the immortal power of the mighty (dàng) overwhelmed thousands of miles, and even caused heavy rain to pour down at one point.

And according to Ma Mingcheng's report at the beginning, not long after they left the Shenghua Sect, they clearly felt a sense of immortal power.

Connecting with the battle of immortals that took place on Jian'an City the night before, it seems that all of this has some invisible connection.

"Is it difficult?"

Emperor Tianzhu didn't know what he thought, his eyes suddenly widened, and he hurriedly called to scatter left and right, and he didn't care what sedan chair to ride, and directly flew from the top of the stands (shēn) with his own sword.

For the actions of the Heavenly Emperor, everyone saw it, and every move of the most powerful person in the Great Security Kingdom was a potential signal.

Because of the sudden visit of the Emperor of Heaven, the argument between Zhang Haomin and Xiaoyao also stopped, and he did not look at the Emperor of Heaven with great interest.

Although he is nearly middle-aged, he exudes an imperial demeanor that is not angry and self-exceeding, and just standing here gives people a strong sense of oppression.

"The leader of the Shenghua Sect, Xiong Gongye, greets His Majesty. ”

When Xiong Miyano saw the Heavenly Emperor coming, he hurriedly bowed (shēn) to make a gesture, and the rest of the people hurriedly followed suit, but they were not qualified to report to their homes like Xiong Miyano.

At this time, among the people standing in the ruins, there were three people who did not bow (shēn) to worship, one was Chen Kaiyu, who was the prince of Luoguo, and did not need to pay homage to the lord of another country, so he just covered his right hand in front of (xiōng) and lowered his head slightly.

The other two are Zhang Haomin and Xiaoyao, Zhang Haomin is a little confused, and he still sighs in his heart about the heroism of the emperor, but he has not reacted.

Xiaoyao, on the other hand, is completely disdainful, and the emperor of the world is not yet noble enough to let him bow (shēn) as a leader.

However, the Heavenly Emperor didn't care about this, to be precise, he had more important things to do at this time.

I saw him tidy up his clothes and respectfully walked not far in front of Xiaoyao (shēn), and suddenly, Emperor Tianzhu knelt on one knee, hugged (xiōng) with both hands, and said without humility or arrogance.

"Immortal Venerable came to the world, we have a lot of negligence, and I hope that Immortal Venerable Haihan. ”

This sudden scene suddenly stunned everyone, the Heavenly Emperor was actually kneeling down to worship each other, and what kind of immortal was he talking about, could it be that this person was not a saint, but an immortal?

Immediately, all the people present were so frightened that they hurriedly knelt down and bowed, and those who said bad things were even more frightened to the point that their legs and feet were weak, and they shivered.

Xiao Yao was a little overwhelmed by this sudden scene, he didn't know whether he should admit his share (shēn), and if he did, then he would never be able to get away with it again.

But if he didn't admit it, he was a little embarrassed about the people who were kneeling down around him.

Xiaoyao looked at Zhang Haomin helplessly, asking him to help him.

Zhang Haomin spread his hands, saying that it was the first time he had seen such a scene, and he couldn't help at all, so he said to Xiaoyao with a mouth shape: You can do it yourself, just follow your heart.

It's just that he was pitiful, he didn't understand what Zhang Haomin said at all, but he couldn't let them just keep kneeling, so he had to catch the ducks on the shelves and said.

"Get up. ”

As soon as this sentence was spoken, Xiaoyao secretly regretted it, isn't this equivalent to admitting that he is an immortal.

Sure enough, after hearing this, all the people present who were kneeling down (jìn) gasped, because the person in front of them was a being above the saint.

So even though they heard that Xiaoyao asked them to get up, no one dared to get up, and they still knelt on the ground honestly.

Seeing that everyone was not very obedient, Xiaoyao couldn't help but scold while being angry with himself: Ya, give you back your face?

So he said angrily: "Do you need me to say it a second time?"

A wave of immortal power immediately centered on Xiaoyao and suddenly scattered in all directions.

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