The battle in the small world cannot be said to be earth-shaking. Faced with the pressure projected by that golden eye, all the lower-ranking Honghu ancestors and Banshan Rakshasa could do was to use all means to resist the storm.

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The mighty power of heaven swept over him, and I don't know how long it took. When a ray of light finally squeezed out of the dark space, Hou Xingyuan was vomited out by the bull-headed and green-faced Rakshasa.

The first time he saw the outside world again, Hou Xingyuan subconsciously looked up at the golden eye hanging on the sky. As expected and disappointing, the golden eye was still hanging motionless in the distance, even

It gives people the illusion of being larger in size.

I thought that with the power of these two men's hands and eyes, they would be able to frighten that terrifying golden eye. Hou Xingyuan did not expect such a result. The storm in the surrounding heaven and earth had just dissipated, and even he

Even a weak spirit can detect the traces of time floating in the air.

This was the first time for the blind man to experience such a magical experience. The mysterious and mysterious avenue of time, which so many people could not ask for, was actually as abundant as a treasure of spiritual energy here at this moment.

It's a pity that his way of cultivation is not related to the concept of time. It can be said that even a terrestrial immortal like Patriarch Honghu would be difficult to give a clear explanation of the path of time. If he, Hou Xingyuan, was a person with one foot already

The monks who step on the path of time to ascend to immortality, even the young monks on the first floor of the Climbing Tower Realm, will benefit at this moment and even directly affect whether they can stand in the same realm as Ancestor Honghu in the future.

"Don't look at it, that thing is not so easy to solve." The figure of the old Taoist fell from the sky. His somewhat messy Taoist robes and sweaty cheeks showed that he had not resisted the wave of impact just now easily.

When Hou Xingyuan saw the long-lost Ancestor Honghu, he knew at the first glance that this person was the old man they were searching for in the mountain temple. Ever since the ancestor disappeared that night, although Taoist Yuan Shan urgently urged everyone to find his whereabouts, he could not find his whereabouts.

After asking everyone around the mountain temple, even Taoist Yuan Shan himself could not describe what this ancestor looked like and what his name was.

This old Taoist whose identity is very important and can allow a small Taoist temple like Honghu Mountain Temple to have a foothold in Zhongzhou seems to have disappeared overnight. They only know that there is a person in Honghu Mountain Temple who is ranked among the top ten in Zhongzhou.

Our ancestors only knew that there was such a powerful person, and all other information seemed to have been wiped out from the human world.

Therefore, even with all the efforts of the whole mountain, the search operation is still like a headless fly, making people confused as to where to start.

It's fine now. The first time he saw the two of you, Hou Xingyuan's memories of the battle between the Earthly Immortals on the Reed Plains west of the city that night came to mind. He even recalled watching the battle from a distance.

It was the hill-sized Rakshasa that he had just spat out, which had repeatedly defeated his ancestors.

Looking at the relationship between the two now, it seems that it is not as tense as that night.

As soon as the Honghu Ancestor landed, he attacked the shadow-shielding figure behind him and said: "Stinky Niubi, didn't you fucking agree to take turns to resist the impact of that eye, giving both parties a chance to breathe a sigh of relief!

Wasn't it your turn to be lazy just now?"

Ancestor Honghu was so angry that he gasped for air and raised his head to stare at the pair of faint pupils as big as a house door. Although he looked too small in stature, his aura was not compromised at all.

The mountain-moving Rakshasa, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and resting, was not impatient. He laughed twice like thunder and apologized without any guilt at all: "I am not here to treat you as an ancestor just because your younger generation is here."

It’s a chance to show off.”

The old Taoist rolled his eyes and was too lazy to argue with this unreasonable bull-headed monster. Instead, he looked at Hou Xingyuan, whose soul was already somewhat exhausted.

"Are you a disciple of my Honghu Mountain Temple? How did you get into this world?" Honghu Ancestor pointed out his hand. Hou Xingyuan's soul was supported by the old man's Qi, and it immediately grew a bit stronger. It was no longer a remnant soul the size of a palm.

The blind man, who had regained some energy, did not dare to neglect. While trying to recall the memories before he came in, he told the old Taoist everything that happened after the old man disappeared.

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" When the mountain-moving Rakshasa heard Hou Xingyuan describe how he had arranged to assassinate Xi Huan and was about to sneak into the Jin Mansion, he couldn't help laughing: "You are overestimating your own capabilities! It's true that you are overestimating your capabilities! My small stove

You dare to offend me? You don’t even think about how much you weigh.”

After saying this, Rakshasa Moshan glanced at the old Taoist proudly with his faintly glowing ghost eyes. He said that his junior had repaired other juniors so much that others had stolen the chicken but lost the rice. Of course he felt very proud.

However, the old Taoist didn't care about it, and grasped the key point and asked: "You mean, you entered this place only after looking at the strange eyes of the young man?"

Hou Xingyuan nodded: "I originally wanted to seize the body of that young man with no cultivation, but I never thought that my soul would be seriously damaged and I would be here when I woke up."

Ancestor Honghu was thoughtful and murmured energetically. He and Banshan Rakshasa were trapped here. In this space with the law of time, they could not see the speed of time. The two were trapped from the beginning.

The mutual hostility here has now formed a united front.

During this process, they tried more than once to launch an offensive against the golden eyes between heaven and earth with the strength of the two earthly immortals. However, the outcome was very unsatisfactory. The two people's cultivation level was very high, even if the Honghu Ancestor

He didn't ask, but judging from his experience fighting against Mountain Moving Rakshasa, the other party's strength would not be inferior to his.

This also means that the two terrifying existences of the Earth Immortal level in the Shengyu Realm cannot affect the adjustment of the golden vertical pupil above the sky. At least in this world, this golden pupil is like

A supreme existence like the master of heaven and earth.

The mountain-moving Rakshasa behind him also looked preoccupied. There was a lot of information between the lines in Hou Xingyuan's words, especially Xi Huan's pair of golden eyes. This strange phenomenon made him even more worried.

Niu Shou spoke in a low voice, his tone no longer as relaxed as before: "Little guy, are you sure that outside of this world, you are dead in reality?"

Hou Xingyuan was stunned when he heard this, with a look of embarrassment on his face. Ancestor Honghu immediately scolded: "To be honest! Now the three of us are trapped here, whether we can get out is a problem, and you are still worrying about the details after we get out!"

After being scolded by his ancestor, the blind man immediately sobered up a little and honestly confessed: "No... not dead... I have some magical power, which happens to be related to the art of feigning death and resurrecting...

....If nothing happens, and paired with that dilapidated human skin puppet, I am sure that I will still have a trace of my soul left in this world."

A carefully arranged speech fell into the ears of the ancestor Honghu, but the old man looked disgusted when he heard it. He couldn't help but said angrily: "If you don't practice the righteous way in Shanguan, you are just being clever! If you follow the evil path, this avenue

Can you walk wider?"

How could he not understand what Hou Xingyuan meant? As someone who has experienced this, the veteran Taoist certainly understands how costly it is to fake death and come back to life. What is even more annoying is that the human skin puppet of Hou Xingyuan, the great disciple of Shanguan, is actually Yuan Shan.

Taoist Taoist, the master of the temple, personally gave it to him. No wonder the Honghu Mountain Temple fell into disrepute after he came out of seclusion a hundred years ago.

The old Taoist on the other side did not forget to teach the younger generation, but on the other side, the mountain-moving Rakshasa said solemnly: "Can you sense the remnant soul?"

Hou Xingyuan shook his head helplessly. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that his own soul was already damaged, and he had to resist the pressure of heaven above him all the time. It was more difficult for him to sense the soul outside the world now than to break into the realm now.

The Sumeru realm is even more difficult.

After hearing this, the ancestor of Honghu seemed to understand something. Relying on Hou Xingyuan himself, it is of course difficult to break through the world here and connect with the outside world, but with the help of the two of them, it is really not possible to create a powerful soul out of thin air in a short time.

Question. He immediately looked into that pair of faint eyes and said resolutely: "This is not a problem!"

"Whether it's a problem or not," the mountain-moving Rakshasa sighed, "is not your problem." The implication is that he has his own choices.

But Honghu Ancestor then thought about it, even if he contacted the remnant soul from the outside world, what would be the use? Could it be that he could bring in reinforcements who were stronger than him at the Shengyu Realm? Not to mention the few people in Zhongzhou.

They are some invisible gods, and there are not many people in the entire Eastern Continent who can have connections with them.

The old Taoist had been in seclusion for hundreds of years, and was able to break through this realm all because of the great opportunity presented by the Jinghong Stone. A hundred years ago, he was just an unknown person on the mountaineering trail. Who would have expected that because of a startling glimpse in the dark underground, he could actually reach this level.

A hundred years later, a land immortal with such surging vitality was created.

As for the connections outside the retreat, Patriarch Honghu could not count on them at all. His qualifications at that time were just that, and his companions were the same. Opportunities did not come often, and immortality was hard to come by. Now that they have reappeared in the world, those old people

I am afraid that all my friends will be buried in the loess and turned into withered bones in the underworld.

"Smelly cow nose, what can you do?" the old Taoist couldn't help but ask.

The huge dharma body of Rakshasa Moving Mountain remained silent. At this time, it was as quiet as a small mountain.

After a long time, the green-faced Rakshasa took out a breath of steaming cloud and said: "We don't have much time, we have to find a way to connect this kid with the outside world.

From the looks of it, the mountain-moving Rakshasa most likely had a plan. Ancestor Honghu reminded: "The laws of this world are weird, and the origin of that golden eye is even more unclear. I even suspect that it is not from our original world at all.

Product, if you and I work together, we can get more information, such as the law of time that collapsed around it every time we attacked..."

But the mountain-moving Rakshasa shook his head and said firmly: "There is no time. You have also seen the time scale on that golden eye. If it does not turn even once, it will have a large-scale impact on the world, not just the heaven and the earth."

Over time, you and I will also be assimilated."

After being reminded by this reminder, Patriarch Honghu realized that the time flowing through him had indeed undergone unusual changes compared to before he came in.

"It is waiting, waiting for us two great monks in the world to age and disintegrate on our own. At that time, the energy and spiritual energy contained in our bodies will be one of the best tonics in the world." Rakshasa Moving Mountain stood up, his already burly body

Looking up, I felt as if I was ten feet high in the sky. The huge bull's head raised its head and faced the golden eyes in the sky.
Chapter completed!