Pixiu didn't even take a breath, fearing that Xue Tianao's sword would pierce his throat in the next second, so he quickly said: "There is a god in the fantasy beast clan..."
"puff……"
Before Pai Yao finished speaking, Xue Tian Ao's sword pierced Pai Yao's throat, because Xue Tian Ao knew very well what was behind the words, and he absolutely could not let Pai Yao say these words...
The cave of the sacred silver dragon.
No matter what is inside, as long as the sacred silver dragon is involved, it is enough to cause the people of the Temple of Light to take action, and now Xue Tianao does not want to face the people of the Temple of Light.
When the enemy is strong and we are weak, facing each other head-on would not be called bravery, but it would be called stupidity. Going to war and planning, Tianyao's pride, Prince Xue who has never been defeated is not called fake...
Xue Tianao has never done such stupid things as fighting between loyalties. Hitting an egg against a rock is not courage, but stupidity...
"Holy..." Pixiu stared at Xue Tian'ao with wide eyes. He couldn't believe that Xue Tian'ao killed him at this time. He hadn't finished speaking yet. He could guarantee that this secret could exchange for his life.
He deliberately kept this secret. When the Temple of Light gave up on him, he could exchange this secret for his life. Unexpectedly...
At this point, Pixiu still doesn’t understand, why?
Xue Tianao turned back and drew out his sword, and struck Pixiu again with his sword. This sword hit Pixiu's head directly to prevent this guy from having another chance to seize his body...
Snapped……
Pixiu's brains overflowed, and the whole skull was shattered and scattered on the ground. There was a faint trace of dark yellow brains, flying towards the hem of Zhisu's clothes. Zhisu moved quickly...
Dongfang Ningxin was right. It was not enough for Pixiu to die ten thousand times. He actually wanted to cause trouble when death was imminent.
Looking at Xue Tianao's clean and neat methods, the elder showed a satisfied smile. He was ruthless and thoughtful. He was a good young man. Apart from his appearance, everything else was good.
People who don’t have the Light Temple’s upbringing, don’t have the luck of Qing Siye and Jun Wuliang to acquire ancient inheritance, it’s not easy to reach the eighth level of a god just by relying on your own ability...
With this foundation laid well, and with the help of the Temple of Light, it will not be a problem to attack the God King in the future...
After doing all this, Xue Tianao took back the dragon sword without even looking at the great elder and Zhi Su, turned around and walked towards Dongfang Ningxin.
"let's go."
Dongfang Ningxin glanced at Zhisu and the Great Elder of the Temple of Light, and nodded...
After taking less than three steps, Zhi Su opened his arms and stopped Dongfang Ning Xin and Xue Tian Ao: "You can't leave."
Xuetian Ao raised his head coldly, took a step back, and distanced himself from Zhi Su: "Get out..."
"God King Tian'ao, you really can't leave. We are here this time to find you back to the Temple of Light. You must take up the responsibility of the God King of Light." When Zhi Su said this, there was a hint of hope in his expression.
The sacred light that the Temple of Light is proud of.
"Saint Zhi Su, don't forget your identity. How about you try your time-stopping technique again?" Xue Tianao finally looked at Zhi Su, but his eyes were full of contempt.
"God King Tian Ao, you..." Zhi Su gritted her teeth. She knew that her time stopping technique might be useful to others, but it was useless to Xue Tian Ao and Dongfang Ning Xin.
Not even the Divine Punishment of Light could deal with these two people.
Zhi Su remembered everything about the City in the Sky, but no matter what she remembered, she impulsively destroyed the City in the Sky...
"My name is not yours to call, and please don't add other names after my name without authorization." Xue Tianao copied out Wuya's evil-fighting sword and put the tip of the sword against Zhi Su's heart...
If he hadn't been worried about the old man behind him, Xue Tianao would have stabbed the sword into Zhi Su's heart without hesitation. One death for a woman like Zhi Su would not be too many...
"Tian Ao..." Zhi Su wanted to say something more, but the sword in Xue Tian Ao's hand swept Zhi Su aside with a gentle wave.
Without even looking at Zhi Su, he just walked forward...
"Great Elder, are you just going to let him go like this? Aren't we here to take the God King of Light back?" Zhi Su looked at Dongfang Ning Xin and Xue Tian Ao leaving in a swaggering manner, and he was so angry.
I am a ninth-level divine master and a saint from the Temple of Light. I am not so majestic wherever I go. Why do I love you so much when facing these two people? I am really a coward.
"Don't worry, we will meet again." The great elder said inscrutably, looking at Dongfang Ningxin and his party who were getting further away, he turned around and left indifferently.
That aloof and aloof look is quite a bit like an immortal from this world, but Zhi Su knows that all this is just an illusion. The Great Elder has never been a merciful person. What's more, the Great Elder will never give up to achieve his goal.
…
Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao didn't think too much about the great elder of the Bright Temple letting him go so easily.
If the people from the Temple of Light want to take him away, will he just follow them? He is not a pet kept by the Temple of Light...
After leaving the forest, Xue Tianao and his party did not go far. The body of the monster boy Ziyu could no longer hold on.
Dongfang Ningxin used golden needles to temporarily save Ziyu's vitality, but it was unable to cure the disease. Apart from being weak, the biggest reason why Ziyu's body became like this was because he was too deeply poisoned.
Originally, the thick black blood and the toxins in Ziyu's body maintained a balance, allowing Ziyu to survive, but now the thick black blood flows out with the severed finger, and the toxins in Ziyu's body cannot suppress it...
"Is there any antidote for the poison?" Dongfang Ningxin stabbed the last piece of silver and gold in her hand into Ziyu's body. Seeing Ziyu's thin back covered with bruises, Dongfang Ningxin's eyes darkened slightly, thinking that Pixiu had died tragically.
Sighed……
Killing that Pixiu with one sword was really an advantage to him.
"No..." Xue Tian'ao stepped forward and gently wiped the sweat from Dongfang Ningxin's forehead with his sleeves. It was the first time he did this, but there was no sign of separation...
Dongfang Ningxin accepted it calmly and didn't feel anything was wrong at all: "If the poison is not detoxified, he won't survive..."
"Don't we have Purple Emperor Honey? Can that thing detoxify?" Wu Ya looked at Zi Yu with great sympathy...
In a way, he and Zi Yu have a similar side. The chaotic Qi in his body almost killed Wu Ya.
"Try..."
"It doesn't matter even if it's useless. If it doesn't work, can we still use dragon's blood? Dragon's blood is definitely effective."
While Wuya was feeding Ziyu the Purple Emperor honey, he looked at Xiang Xiao Shenlong with a smile. He didn't feel there was anything wrong in trying to seduce the little Shenlong...
Dragon's blood is a rarity to others, but to them, it's really not...
The little Shenlong gave Wu Ya a fierce roll of his eyes: "His body, a drop of dragon blood, can kill him. Do you save him or kill him? Do you think everyone is Xue Tianao and can bear it?"
The power of dragon blood..."
The power of dragon blood is not ordinary. With a body like Ziyu's, even just one drop can kill him...
If the deficiency is not replenished, such a body can only be recuperated slowly...
Fortunately, after Ziyu absorbed the best Purple Emperor Honey, she got better and slowly woke up. The first thing she did when she woke up was to look for Dongfang Ningxin. When she saw Dongfang Ningxin
, breathed a big sigh of relief:
"I, thank you..." Ziyu looked shy, as if he knew that he was holding Dongfang Ningxin and calling her mother fiercely...
"It's okay... don't move." Dongfang Ningxin gently touched Ziyu's head, with a hint of warmth in her cold eyes.
In Dongfang Ningxin's eyes, Ziyu was just a slightly grown-up child. She never expected that she was only a few years older than Ziyu.
As expected, Ziyu obeyed me obediently and didn't move at all.
Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao looked at Dongfang Ningxin, who was thousands of miles away, and did not dare to speak. They only opened a pair of big watery eyes and stared at Dongfang Ningxin, like abandoned cubs.
Wuya knew that Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao were not good at words, so he took the initiative to speak to Ziyu.
Ziyu originally didn't want to talk to Wuya, but when Wuya introduced Dongfang Ningxin's name, Xingzhi came and started chatting with Wuya...
Wuya knew that Ziyu had a strong sense of dependence on Dongfang Ningxin, so he told a few things about Dongfang Ningxin, which earned Ziyu unlimited admiration. Seeing that Ziyu slowly lost his guard, Wuya began to explore the phantom beasts.
Family news:
"By the way, Ziyu, why did you end up like that in that forest?"
When Ziyu heard this, the silver needles on his body trembled slightly. He bit his lips and lowered his head. Just when Wuya thought he wouldn't answer, he softly spoke:
"My brother threw me into that forest. My brother killed my father and mother and threw me into that monster forest."
"Your brother?" He is most likely Pixiu. That trash is really not that vicious. He took over Ziyu's brother's body and killed Ziyu's family.
I really want to resurrect that scumbag and kill him again...
"I don't know." Ziyu shook his head, his eyes were as red as blood, but he held back the tears...
Wuya sighed, not knowing how to comfort him: "How long have you been there?"
"It's been a long, long time...I don't remember."
"What is your natal beast?" Wuya knew that Ziyu probably didn't know much about that forest.
"I didn't..." The voice was very low, very low...
"Eh? Are you not from the Fantasy Beast Clan?"
"I am, but without the natal beast, many people in the clan do not have natal beasts..." Ziyu's voice was very low, as if he was recalling his life in the clan, but the pain in his eyes could not be concealed.
No.
"There is no natal beast? What do you mean?" Xue Tianao had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
In other words, when Zhi Su rescued Pi Xiu, he knew that this phantom beast tribe was not simple.
The Temple of Light intervenes in the affairs of other worlds, and the Fantasy Beast Tribe is a pawn in the hands of the Temple of Light. Things cannot be simple when they are related to the Temple of Light...