Wang Mou looked at the golden light on his body and instantly understood what was happening, this was a situation set up by the saint for himself.

Wang Mou watched the golden light on his body become more and more intense, and he really could only describe it with the four big words of wanting to cry without tears.

"Old Kong, this, this!" Wang Mou cried to the saint with a mournful face.

But the sage's response to Wang Mou was only two words.

"Come on!"

Then the saint fell down so neatly, extremely crisply, and so freely, even Wang could see a trace of relief from the posture of the saint falling.

Seeing this scene, even Wang Mou wondered if the saint had already had this idea the moment he saw him, and let himself go to the field for him.

But even so, Wang Mou has no choice, in the face of such a situation, even if he doesn't want to go up, he has to go up.

"Lao Wang, what is the situation with all this golden light on your body, are you going to become a Super Saiyan!" Jia Nanxun said in surprise as he looked at the increasingly dense golden light on Wang Mou's body.

After staying with Jia Nanxun for such a long time, Wang Mou can also know what kind of situation the Super Saiyan is, but now the situation is much worse than transforming into a Super Saiyan, after all, when people turned into Super Saiyans, they took the initiative to transform, how could anyone like himself passively transform into a Super Saiyan.

"It would be nice if I could become a Super Saiyan, at least Super Saiyan wouldn't lose, but I'm different. Wang Mou said helplessly: "Don't care what the golden light on my body is, when it gets away from me, I'm worried that it will affect you." ”

Hearing Wang Mou say this, Jia Nanxun and the others also left very interestingly, except for Zhu Bi standing beside Wang Mou to cheer Wang Mou up, Jia Nanxun and Qian Lack of money The two guys hid faster than anyone else.

Looking at the empty appearance around him, Wang Mou couldn't help but sigh.

Alas,Think about the other protagonists.,When you face the final big boss the most (author's note:This is actually just a small boss in the middle.,But the strength can be regarded as a big boss realm),Why don't you have to give a few million words of development time.,And what about yourself.,It's only going to be a boss after less than a million words of development.,This situation is unreasonable no matter how you look at it.。 Wang Mou thought helplessly.

But no matter what Wang Mou thinks, now the fact is already this fact, seeing that the golden light on his body is getting stronger and stronger, and his strength is also showing a geometric multiplier, Wang Mou can't help but feel helpless.

At this time, the puppet master also succeeded in blasting the last Confucian Confucian with golden light into a little golden light to dissipate between heaven and earth, but when he looked up, he found that the saint who made this move had fallen to the ground unconscious at this time, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

"Hahaha, it turns out that a generation of saints is just like this, and if you put a skill, you can even release yourself, hahaha, even ordinary young monks who have just practiced will not produce such a situation, hahaha......"

Wang Mou couldn't help but feel a little helpless when he looked at the puppeteer, but it was true, it seemed that he could make such a mistake after such a situation, and it seemed really stupid, especially if such a mistake was made by a saint among the strongest people on the mainland, such a mistake seemed particularly stupid.

However, Wang Mou knew that this was not a mistake at all, but this was a way to push himself to the forefront, but is this way really good, he really just wants to be low-key, and Wang Mou said that he can't afford such a high-profile way.

"Hahaha, now that the saint is no longer good, who else can stop me!" The puppeteer looked up to the sky and roared, looking extremely arrogant, but he had to admit that the puppeteer did have such arrogant capital.

However, since the puppeteers have said so, Wang Mou is a little unspeakable if he doesn't stand up, so he has to stand up very helplessly.

"Well, puppeteer, let me do a few tricks with you. Wang Mou said helplessly, but when he said this sentence, he was naturally considered by the puppeteer to be mocking him.

"Hahaha, boy, you are really so daring, you dare to argue with me, okay, just by virtue of you, I promise to leave you a whole corpse!" the puppeteer said coldly, but the playful look in his eyes was unobstructed.

Wang Mou was also very helpless when he looked at the puppeteer, alas, why was he so involved?

"Well, puppeteer, you should know about me, too. Wang Mou saw that the puppeteer didn't want to do it immediately, so Wang Mou smiled and talked to the puppeteer about the deal.

"Hehe, are you, I remember that you seem to be called the Silver Mask Dharma King, right, hehe, but you kid is only in what realm you dare to call yourself the Dharma King, hehe, you are really a frog at the bottom of the well, I don't know how thick the sky is. The puppeteer looked at Wang Mou with a mocking look, but the playful look in his eyes became even stronger.

"Ah, this ......" Wang Mou scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "The nicknames given to me by the brothers on the rivers and lakes should not be true, don't care, don't care." ”

"Heh, boy, you can't tell me this just to stall for time. The puppeteer looked at Wang Mou, and his eyes revealed a little thoughtful.

"No, no, no, no......" As soon as Wang Mou heard the puppeteer's words, he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Puppeteer, what you said is not right, even if I delay the time, what's the use, I have no reinforcements, no backers, what am I delaying the time for, I just have a small request to mention to you." ”

"What are the requirements, don't reply to you, the kid naively wants me to surrender myself to cultivate and fight fairly with you. When the puppeteer said this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Wang Mou couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard the puppet master say this, he himself knew that it was unfair to cultivate the truth himself, and the long cultivation time itself was an advantage over the short cultivation time, and the cultivation with a backer was naturally more popular than the one without a backer, and it was this kind of fighting method that had to cut one's own cultivation to fight with others was the most unfair.

"Hehehehe, the puppeteer is really joking, boy, even if I don't have any knowledge, I won't give you such an unfair reason, all I want is to want the puppeteer to give people a little time, so that I can recover my vitality. ”

"Oh......" When the puppeteer heard Wang Mou say this, he couldn't help but become more interested in Wang Mou, because now this situation really can't see any merit in Wang, his cultivation time is definitely not as long as his own, and his cultivation is just just coming into contact with the Three Realms of the Heavenly Dao at a glance, I really can't imagine where Wang Mou wants to defeat himself? Could it be these golden lights on his body? Thinking of this, the puppeteer couldn't help but smile, even this golden light's initiator saint had already fallen under his hands, what else could he do like Wang Mou?

"Okay, no problem, you can give it as long as you want, I'm curious to see what surprises you can bring me. The puppeteer said coldly.

After hearing the puppeteer say this, Wang Mou couldn't help but smile, he really guessed right, people like the puppeteer will naturally not pay too much attention to a weak person like himself in the face of a weak person like himself, and the puppeteer will definitely give himself enough time to reply to himself in a situation like this, this is not only a matter of the puppeteer's pride, but also the sufficient self-confidence that the fall of the saint brings to the puppeteer.

Faced with such an opportunity, Wang Mou couldn't help but take a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and carefully replied to his own strength, but also for a very important thing, that is, his wishful thinking.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, this truth is understood by everyone, especially in the current situation, he himself has no advantage in the face of the puppeteer, and his own wishful thinking has consumed too much in the previous battle, so Wang Mou also has to recover his wishful thinking first.

So Wang Mou made the most priority choice in this situation, that is, to get his weapons out first, and with the weapons he was familiar with, he had a lot of confidence no matter what kind of situation he was facing.

Of course, after making this situation, Wang Mou's most critical thing is to be familiar with his own strength, after all, his current strength is not his own, it is completely forcibly grafted onto himself by a saint, he is not only very unfamiliar with his own Confucian cultivation, but Wang Mou has never reached such a height that is infinitely close to a saint, and he really doesn't know what this realm can do.

However, these are too hasty for Wang Mou, after all, although the puppeteer said to give himself time, but the fact and the time given to himself will definitely not be too much, at most only half an hour, if it exceeds this time, the puppeteer is likely to turn his face.

So every minute and every second of time is very important to Wang Mou, and Wang Mou has no room to waste this time.

But fortunately, Wang Mou is not just himself now, Wang Mou can now be divided into one hundred and nine people, so when Wang Mou entered a state of rest, the first thing he did was to gather everyone in his body and let them get familiar with his own body cultivation, while he was concentrating on doing the work of repairing his own wishful treasure.

As a result, time passed minute by minute, and the golden light on Wang Mou's body became more and more condensed, and the puppeteer on the side looked at Wang Mou more and more interested.

In fact, from the moment the saint fell, the puppeteer felt that something was wrong, because it seemed that before the saint fell, he would definitely arrange a back hand or something, but what the puppet master didn't expect was that this back hand turned out to be Wang Mou, one of the people who seemed to have the lowest strength among the people present, I really don't know what the saint thought.

But a person like a saint shouldn't make any stupid mistakes, so Wang Mou will definitely have some problems, but what is this problem? The puppeteer couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth, and the puppeteer was still very interested in this matter.

Therefore, what the puppeteer is most looking forward to now is what Wang Mou's strength can bring him as a surprise, and there are very few people like the puppeteer who have lived for tens of thousands of years.

"Hehe, I'm really curious, what surprises can you bring me!" the puppeteer looked at Wang Mou and said coldly.

(To be continued)