"Cough, cough!"
I don’t know how long it took, but Li Daoyin finally got up tremblingly, holding his broken left arm with his right palm, his face as pale as paper, "Dugu, Li Luo, are you dead?"
"You're not dead yet, how can I leave first?"
What answered him was Dugu Xingchen's weak voice.
His injuries were not as serious as Li Daoyin's, but there was a strong sense of depression in his voice. Looking at the hilt of the sword on the ground that had lost its blade, the melancholy in his eyes almost turned into reality.
Losing his beloved sword that had been with him for many years obviously dealt a huge blow to this world-famous sword god.
"boom!"
The boulder in the distance suddenly exploded and turned into countless fragments, sputtering in all directions and falling on the cave wall, making a crackling sound of impact.
Li Luo's figure suddenly jumped out from the rubble, made a half-turn in the air, and landed lightly on the ground.
"Li Luo, you're still alive...poof!"
Just as Li Daoyin was about to say hello, his eyes fell on Li Luo, and he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, then he held his belly and laughed.
As a model of pretentiousness among the seven major sects, the master of Liuren Hall always has an air of immortality and unpredictability in front of others.
However, at this time, the surface of his black robe was full of holes, and most of his long hair and beard were burned off. The remaining hair was white smoke, contrasting with the burnt black cheeks. He looked ragged, with a gray face.
He looked indescribably embarrassed.
"Laugh your ass off!"
Li Luo's face turned red and he glared at him fiercely, "Two old guys can't defeat a young boy together, so you still have the nerve to smile?"
"You still have the nerve to talk to me?"
Li Daoyin chuckled and said, "If it weren't for your unnecessary effort, we can still decide who wins and who loses."
"You and I will lose."
Dugu Xingchen suddenly raised his head and said seriously.
"Why?" Li Daoyin said unconvinced, "We two have hundreds of years of spiritual power, but we can't compete with a little guy in his twenties?"
"Are you willing to fight against suffering with your spiritual power?" Dugu Xingchen gave him a cold look.
"This..." Li Daoyin's expression froze, and he instantly understood what he meant. He couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment, not knowing how to answer.
The five great Yuan Sages are equally powerful, but each has his or her own characteristics. Both of them are famous for their fierce offensives, but Misery is famous for being a master of protracted combat. If they were to face each other seriously and compete with them for their spiritual power, it would obviously be impossible.
This is the best strategy.
But Zhong Wen has learned the true story of suffering, and uses the devouring power with great proficiency, even better than his predecessor.
If Zhong Wen continues to compete in spiritual power, as long as the two of them fail to defeat him in a short period of time, there is a high probability that Zhong Wen will drain his spiritual power, physical strength and even mental power, and the possibility of victory is slim.
"When did such a remarkable person appear in the world?"
Li Luo stroked the remaining beard on his chin and said thoughtfully, "And he not only mastered the exercises and spiritual skills of the five of you, but also understood the old turtle's spiritual pattern body refining technique. It's really strange.
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"A certain family can't figure it out either." Li Daoyin frowned, with a look of confusion on his face, "It's just the others, at least a certain family has never taught the God of War Technique and Shattering Void to others. Where did this kid learn it from?
Coming?"
"Neither do I." Dugu Xingchen said concisely and concisely.
"Will he..."
Li Luo's eyes flashed with light and he was silent for a long time. Suddenly his heart moved and he blurted out, "Is he the common apprentice of you old guys?"
"Fart!" Li Daoyin couldn't help but complain, "A certain family doesn't recognize its apprentice? Are you afraid your brain has been kicked by a donkey?"
"What I mean is..." Li Luo hesitated for a moment and finally said slowly, "Will he be your future apprentice?"
"Future apprentice?" Li Daoyin was stunned when he heard this, with a look of confusion on his face, "What do you mean?"
"You mean..."
Dugu Xingchen is a man of few words and has a cold temperament. Compared with Li Daoyin, he has less external affairs but more inner understanding. He was the first to react and said, "He comes from the future?"
"That's right." Li Luo nodded in approval, "I haven't seen Shi Yu for a long time. Could it be that the Palace of Time has made another breakthrough in the way of time and brought someone from the future?"
"Is this still possible?"
Li Daoyin's eyes widened. Although he felt that Li Luo's guess made some sense, he still found it unbelievable. He had no real sense of the so-called time travel.
"So, in the future, we old guys will work together to train a disciple?"
Dugu Xingchen seems to accept this theory more easily and has already started thinking along this line.
"It may not be impossible." The more Li Luo thought about it, the more he felt that his reasoning was very reasonable, and he nodded repeatedly.
"When you say that, a certain family is somewhat interested."
Li Daoyin asked Li Luo, "Can you figure out this kid's whereabouts? A certain family wants to ask him face to face!"
"I can give it a try," Li Luo said, stroking the folding fan in his hand.
"Please." Li Daoyin sheathed his sword and apologized, "Sorry, I couldn't complete your commission."
"How can I blame you?"
Li Luo shook his head and said, "I am also responsible for this matter. If the battle location had not been chosen in my 'Liu Ren Hall', which made you restrained and did not dare to use your full strength, why would you let a little guy be so arrogant?"
"No need to make up for us."
Li Daoyin smiled bitterly and said, "How could that kid ever use his full strength?"
"Isn't this his full strength?" Li Luo was surprised, "Brother Li, in your opinion, how does this kid compare to the Great Sage of Samsara?"
"A certain family has never seen the power of the Great Sage of Samsara in his heyday."
Li Daoyin was silent for a long time, and finally replied slowly, "It can only be said that this boy's strength has surpassed that of the elderly Ji Gu."
"Then he is invincible?"
A flash of surprise flashed in Li Luo's eyes, but it passed away in the blink of an eye. He sighed with worry, "I hope he didn't steal these ores for anything evil, otherwise who else in the world would be able to obtain them?"
Live with him?"
As he spoke, he took out a handful of uniquely shaped wood chips from his pocket, took out six more, and threw them on the ground...
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"That's it!"
Staring at the misty valley below, Zhong Wen couldn't help but nodded, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
He jumped up and landed on the ground in an instant with a man and a mouse in his arms.
The giant rat Xiaobai was grabbed by the neck and flew all the way, his hair was already messy in the air, his small black eyes were full of despair, and he looked very embarrassed.
On the other hand, Yan Xiaoxiao was gently held under his arm. Under the protection of the saint's power, he had hardly experienced any wind and rain. His treatment was completely different from that of the giant rat.
Along the way, she didn't say much, but her face was flushed with a bit of shyness and a bit of joy.
"Zhong Wen, where is this place?"
Now that he has fallen to the ground, Yan Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help but ask, "Is this your home?"
"It's just a deserted valley." Zhong Wen shook his head and denied.
"What are you doing here?" Yan Xiaoxiao was stunned when he heard this, his eyes filled with confusion.
"My little brother has been collecting ores for so long to set up a formation." Zhong Wen explained patiently, "Now that the materials have been gathered, this valley is where my little brother will set up the formation."
"Are you leaving?" Yan Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment and finally couldn't help but ask.
"Go?" Zhong Wen was taken aback and replied with twinkling eyes, "Where are you going?"
"I don't know either." Yan Xiaoxiao's eyes dimmed and he replied softly, "I just feel that after completing this formation, you will leave here, and maybe we will never see each other again in this life."
A woman’s sixth sense is so powerful!
Zhong Wen was shocked when he heard this. The smile on his face no longer existed, and there was a trace of sadness and melancholy in his eyes unconsciously.
"Sister Yan, Xiaobao."
I don't know how long it took, but he finally let out a long sigh and said, "Thank you both for your help. I will be in seclusion for a period of time, so let's just call it a day."
"Zhong Wen, you still owe me a drink!" Yan Xiaoxiao stared at his delicate face and suddenly laughed, "You can't lie!"
"Remember, of course I remember."
Zhong Wen laughed and replied somewhat perfunctorily, "Why don't we wait until the younger brother finishes setting up the formation, and then we can find time..."
"Don't worry, I will leave tonight and will never disturb you in setting up the formation."
Yan Xiaoxiao interrupted him roughly and said, "Can you please return this drink before I leave?"
"good!"
Zhong Wen looked directly into her beautiful eyes, and after a long time, he slowly uttered a word from his mouth.
This chapter has been completed!