A flawless plan indeed.

If it is really Soho Qing who is a guest, in the case of low trust, whether this plan succeeds or fails, it can plant a seed of doubt in the hearts of the righteous path.

And just suspicion is enough to kill Su Hoqing.

It's a pity that Yuehai doesn't know how close the relationship between Fang Zheng and Su Ho Qing is...... That is the object of Soho Qing's willingness to take the initiative to call other women and take the initiative to flatter together.

There is even more sacrificial imprint between the two.

Just ask a question in your heart.

The two confirmed each other again, and naturally everything was clear.

On weekdays, Fang Zheng may still be in the mood to fight wits and courage with these people, or to play for a while, after all, this kind of cheating device is really cool to fight against the enemy.

But now, it's a critical moment...... Fang Zheng was in a hurry to rush back to the deserted hall to add another fire to the confrontation between the two sides.

The monks kill one more master, and the wasters will have less help.

It was he who directly told Su Hoqing of the location, and then stopped caring about these trivial matters......

Leave it to Qing'er.

It's just that at this moment, facing Yun Zhiqing's confused gaze.

Obviously, she didn't know the relationship between Fang Zheng and Su Ho Qing yet.

Fang Zheng's heart was inexplicably a little empty for a while......

I didn't really feel anything before, but since Yun Zhiqing mentioned it in a very strange tone before, saying that as long as he likes the woman, she can go to propose marriage for him.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that the taste in these words is weird...... It's like the look in her eyes right now.

"Ahem, Master, don't think too much, Qing'er and I are really concerned, but isn't her relationship with our Nine Veins Peak also very good? ”

Fangzheng is vague and vague, avoiding the important and light......

Although even he himself didn't know why he said that.

But now is not the time to worry about children's private affairs.

"Let's go, Master, I don't know what the situation is in the desolate hall right now. ”

When Yun Zhiqing heard this, she didn't ask any more......

Although the two of them have the name of master and apprentice, it is rude to the master to think so, but Fang Zheng always feels that in fact, in terms of well-behavedness, the master's well-behaved may still be above Yan Yan.

The three of them flew quickly to the wasteland.

And at this time, inside the deserted temple.

Pneumatic nine skies, heaven and earth are discolored.

The fierce battle, accompanied by a terrible scream, opened a crack in another dimension in the desolate hall, and countless visitors from the other world attacked the desolate world, and the news of the desolate hall had spread.

For the desolate people, the Asoya Palace is a symbol of royal power, and the Asojin Temple is their psychological pillar, and no one is allowed to desecrate.

In all directions, the desolate generals quickly returned to the defense, intending to recapture the desolate palace.

It's a pity that even though most of the monks have scattered in all directions, the more than 20 people who stayed here are all peerless powerhouses at the level of refining truth, and any one of them is enough to set off a bloody storm anywhere, and now they are all gathered in the desolate hall.

These people's hearts are as strong as iron, since they have come here, if they are safe and have nothing to do, they dare to resist, how can there be any reason to stay?

The mystery did not make a move.

The Liuting Fairy just waved softly, the boundless stream swept away, hitting the ground and the sky, the origin of the water is the most weak, but if it becomes the momentum of the waves, it is also the unstoppable mountain...... The desolate men and beasts that rushed were all the most elite warriors, but under the absolute strength, the so-called number had completely lost its meaning.

Wherever the ocean passed, there was a devastation, and the enemy suffered heavy casualties, but the remaining desolate people still did not stop, fearless of death, and the momentum of rushing and killing was even more turbulent.

"The strength is not weak, but it is just a brute force, it seems that this site is a barbarian and uncivilized land, and their use of aura is too superficial. ”

The Liuting Fairy laughed softly, no matter how much she came, she could attack, retreat and defend, it might take some effort to kill these armies with one person's strength, but it was just a slight step in her footsteps, and she couldn't hurt her at all.

Especially just now, Liuting struck with all his might, but Zhenyuan recovered very quickly...... The joy of restoring the true essence made her heart indescribably happy, and the other monks also took action one after another, slaughtering the army below.

The absolute difference in strength is like more than ten mammoth elephants rushing into the rat swarm, trampled on by big feet, and everywhere they passed, corpses were everywhere!

And at this time.

The thirty-six holy generals have already been destroyed, eight of the twelve bishops have died, and even the four main priests have all died, the stronger the strength, the more attention these cultivators are incurred, and the faster they will die.

The desolate lord has already been clumsy under the sword of Huli Zhenren, scarred, and almost died several times, that is, his strength is extremely strong, and Huli Zhenren is not the kind of monk who is good at a lot of spells, otherwise how can the desolate lord still have his life at this time?

But even so.

Seeing that the Deserted Temple was strong enough to invade any realm, but in the hands of these strange humans, there was no resistance at all.

To this day, in addition to his own stubborn resistance, the entire Desolate Palace, which occupies nearly half of the combat power of the Desolate Realm, has been completely destroyed in the hands of the enemy.

But there is hope...... Maybe...... There is still hope......

The desolate lord gritted his teeth desperately, and still summoned the barren army to attack with a signal that could not stop.

Even if the cultivators made a move, they almost swept away the many strengths of the Desolate Palace...... But the army is as numerous as an ant colony, and it is impossible to kill it

Break off.

For a while, even if he was as strong as a true cultivator, he was also restrained by life!

Xuanji has never made a move, and his strength is the highest among everyone, so he immediately searched for many spirit summoning flowers in advance with secret methods, and then quietly put away these flowers, and everyone was immersed in killing...... It's a mystery that the gods don't know.

It's just that at this time, looking at the battle situation, his face showed a strange look.

The strength of this desolate lord is not weak, but in terms of absolute strength, it is only the edge of refining the truth, coupled with the lack of means, it is much inferior to any of them...... Now the strength of more than ten people on his side is far above him, and he has no chance of winning at all.

"It's strange that he doesn't want to run away!"

Xuanji frowned, he was obviously not doing the battle of the trapped beasts, he was too calm, always buying the most time with the least injuries.

Not only him, but even those soldiers are obsessed with bloody battles, even though they know that they are invincible, even if they may not even have time to breathe, they still go forward one after another, and they are not afraid of death.

Subsequently, a steady stream of fighters rushed inside.

The huge hall was already full of broken corpses.

But as a third party, Xuanji sees it too clearly, these people have no chance of winning at all, they are just buying time, using human lives to pile up time.

But right now, there are more than a dozen refining cultivators here, and this desolate lord is three heads and six arms, and he can't conjure any flowers......

He didn't fight for time here, then it must be ...... Over there?

Xuanji looked into the distance.

There, the traces of Ren Shou's battle with the Desolate Emperor were completely unfelt.

How could a normal battle run so far?

Could it be that there are still any variables that cannot be changed?

Thinking about it, Xuanji couldn't help but want to go over and take a look...... But as soon as the footsteps moved, he stopped.

Just now, Ren Shou's long-suppressed realm finally broke through.

Even along the way of the sword, it seems that he has comprehended something...... Xuanji saw with his own eyes that his Luoxia sword qi was becoming more and more unpredictable, and I am afraid that he didn't want people to take away this opponent, so he chose to leave with that desolate emperor.

If you go in the past, you may be able to take precautions, but I'm afraid that you will offend Ren Shou.

That's it, Ren Shou can run Emei to such a point, he is shrewd, and he is almost his old enemy in the first half of his life...... He is not stupid, and the enemy should not have any chance to stir up the waves.

At the moment, he could only suppress the faint uneasiness in his heart.

The realm of one realm.

The future here belongs to their Shu Mountain, this rich aura, the establishment of Li Shu Mountain on the hall of this desolate hall, can save a lot of energy.

Thinking like this, Xuanji felt that he should really be very happy.

By now, the enemy's counterattack was weak, and the monks had not found out where they had deceived them, and everything was going well.

Everything went smoothly...... Should have been happy......

But I don't know what's going on, Xuanji just can't be happy.

In my heart, there is always a slight uneasiness...... I always feel that the power of a realm can never be so weak and insignificant.

Are we too strong?

Xuanji thinks that this may be the only explanation.