Although he was not the opponent of the Soldier Saint Changqing before, he was also a saint in the world, and as a Mo Saint, he naturally had some means, even if he was defeated, he would not lose too badly.

But now, if there is another fight, it will not be like that.

He was silent for ten years, prostrate under the way of heaven, camping and struggling, and he was in fear in the dim blacksmith shop in the small city of Quzhou.

Moreover, he was also removed from the name of the ink saint, and he lost the trace of luck in the dark.

As the saying goes, learning is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat, which is vividly reflected in him.

On the other hand, the soldier Saint Changqing, over the years, although he is also unknown, as if the world has evaporated, he has not been idle.

Self-waiting spiritual consciousness, falling into the world, truly letting go of the original identity, experiencing the rolling red dust, and experiencing a hundred kinds of life, in order to be able to have an epiphany.

This is exactly when Wan Er first met Bing Sheng, and they looked at him like a fool.

It's not that he really has a problem with his brain, it's exactly what he is practicing, and a clear path will inevitably make great progress.

Now, he has almost stepped into the god realm with one foot, as long as he takes a step further, it will be enough to be among them, and at that time, he will not be a soldier saint, and it is appropriate to call it a soldier god body.

In the world, there is only one person who can truly be called a god today, and that is the first ruler.

Moreover, the reason why he was able to take this step again was largely due to the blessing of the three points of dragon qi and the help of the power of heaven and earth.

But Bing Sheng Changqing is different, he completely relies on his own strength, so his talent is not weaker than that of the first Zonghengshi, it's just that the courtesy is not enough.

These two brothers are really more perverted than the other, and they don't let people live.

But even so, for Yang Guang, he still did not have the upper hand, but faintly meant to be suppressed.

"Traitor, today the widow will kill you. ”

With a blow separating, Yang Guang shouted angrily and pounced again, and the momentum went straight to the Nine Heavens Firmament.

Although this person is not good, it must be admitted that Yang Guang's kung fu is indeed enough to be praised.

It seems that after all these years, being imprisoned in the North Styx Lake has not allowed him to have any repentance and wear away the anger on his body.

On the contrary, resentment continued to ferment in his heart, and he never gave up his heart of revenge.

Bing Sheng Changqing didn't open his mouth, not daring to be careless.

At this moment, a voice that should never have appeared reached everyone's ears.

Looking back, they saw an old donkey at the foot of the slope who appeared not far from them at some point.

is stretching the donkey's face, "son, ah" non-stop, the voice is really poignant, as if there is a great grievance.

However, if someone really thinks it's pitiful, then it's a big mistake, and the kind of thing that was done at the beginning of the celebration really makes people grit their teeth.

Even Yang Guang and Changqing, who were immersed in the battle, were disrupted by this sound, and couldn't help but stop their movements.

Then, it looked around and saw Shi Jike's figure, and ran over, which was already ugly, and with a lame leg, it was really unbearable to look at directly.

Moreover, there was a hint of anthropomorphic flattery on the face of the old donkey.

This is also a donkey, and if it is a human, it is certainly not a good thing, and neither is a child.

"Silly donkey, didn't you tell you to get out of the way? Why did you run back again? Don't you want to live?"

When it ran to its side, Shi Jike was angry and spoke.

As he spoke, he slapped the donkey on the head a few times.

As if he understood his words, the donkey's face showed an aggrieved look again.

It's not surprising that one person can do this, but it's a donkey, and it's really unbearable.

When will such an animal be so sane?

is worthy of Jiang Zhongshi, and the donkeys raised are different from others.

"Hurry up, or I may not be able to save you in a while. ”

Then, Shi Jike said again.

He too, he didn't treat the old donkey like an animal at all.

The old donkey just spun around in circles, snorting twice, and had no intention of leaving.

"You ......"

Shi Ji Keke was really unhappy this time, and he was about to start his fist.

However, before he could make a move, a chain came straight ahead, and before he could react, the place where the old donkey was standing turned into a big pit, and the animal was no longer visible.

"With an animal, where do you use crooked words to say so much. ”

In the distance, the author of all this, Yang Guang's eyes were full of disdain, and he said with a disdainful face.

In the big pit, only a piece of scorched earth remained, and not even the bones were left, and everyone couldn't help but sigh.

I thought to myself: This animal is really miserable, it was directly beaten into dust, and even the bones were gone.

However, it is only the idea that there is, and it is impossible to stand up for it.

It's really nothing unusual to blame others for not complaining about a single animal, and if you don't have any eyesight, you just want to break in at this time.

It stands to reason that others don't have any emotional fluctuations, but Shi Jike should have something to say.

Who doesn't know that in his life, he has no family, no friends, and the only companion is the old donkey at the foot of the slope.

But now, not as everyone thought, Shi Jike is still calm as usual.

It's not pretending.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. ”

Now, Mo Zizhai frowned and spoke.

"What else could it do?"

Han Buzhi held the spear in his hand and said casually.

He couldn't believe it, but what else could a beast set off?

Even if the same donkey is more sane, but so what, an animal is an animal after all.

"That donkey, it's not easy. ”

Mo Zizhai said again.

As soon as his words fell, everyone heard the familiar scream again, which was still loud.

Immediately, everyone looked up and saw an old donkey appear out of thin air above the blue sky, and the iconic foot of the slope was enough to prove that he was the one just now.

And, it's still alive and kicking, nothing happens.

This can frighten everyone, when will a donkey be able to fly? This is also too exaggerated, so that those who have practiced martial arts all their lives, but can only be a lower-level martial artist, how can they be embarrassed.

People are not as good as donkeys, where to reason.

No wonder Shi Jike is so light-hearted, the emotional family has long known that this old donkey will be fine.

In the sky, the old donkey was not idle, and he spitted and spat on Yang Guang to express his indignation at the other party's talent.

This donkey is really beyond everyone's cognition, could it be that in this world, there are really ghosts, gods and demons?

Look at this old donkey at the foot of the slope, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a refinement, otherwise, how could it be done like this.

"It's not a donkey. ”

Mo Zizhai stared, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an inexplicable and weird arc.