"Said." Love the common people and cherish words like gold.
"Yes!" Xi nodded and elaborated one by one:
"There is no movement in Siling Mountain...the five major powers of the Holy Palace are not dominated by the will of the whole family."
"There is no action at Shenyue Fairy City in the Eastern Region and Desert Ridge in the Western Region. We are continuing to follow up."
"There is a disturbance in the Northern Territory Heavenly Alliance, but it seems to be a small disturbance caused by the death of the Puxuan Jiang clan. Our people are still checking the details and whether there are any additional circumstances."
"The Banyue Residence in the Southern Territory continues to be unstable... The location of the Banyue Bay Secret Realm is so good that our power cannot interfere, so they have been in a semi-provocative state, which has not changed much from before."
"It is worth mentioning that……"
The man in black paused for a moment, then said with serious eyes: "The members of the Black Heart Fruit Clan in the Southern Territory disappeared out of thin air, including the Half-Saint."
Half-Saint Zangren? We just talked about him, and something went wrong... Jiujigui Spirit Body was slightly surprised, "They are all dead?"
"It's not like dying, it's more like collectively entering a secret space." He said sarcastically.
"Half-Saint Zang has a 'world-swallowing Gu'. He swallows his clan members into the world inside the Gu, and his worries are eliminated, which means that he is not far away from taking action." Ai Cangsheng has the overall situation in hand and asked: "What was the result of your previous investigation on him?"
Xi thought for a while and said:
"I followed the pavilion masters who lived in the Flower and Grass Pavilion in Ban Yue and confirmed that they are related to the Black Heart Fruit Tribe's Half Saint."
"But we can only follow them from a distance. Once we see them approaching the Holy Land of the Black Heart Fruit Tribe, we won't be able to follow them."
"If I get any closer, I will be noticed by the semi-saint."
After a pause, Xi said again:
"As for the Black Heart Fruit Clan, I later entered their clan's holy land in another identity."
"There is a rumbling wind, the people's hearts are swaying, and everyone is yearning for the outside world. It no longer looks like a place where a semi-saint is imprisoned."
"Based on the above, the possibility of Ban Yue Ju and the Black Heart Fruit Clan teaming up is already very high."
After hearing this, Jiujigui Spirit Body nodded with slight appreciation in his eyes.
Child Xi is very powerful, she already knows it.
Banyueju in the Southern Territory has almost crushed all the major branches of the Holy Temple in terms of intelligence, and has the potential to be the leader.
Under such circumstances, Xi was able to track down the elusive master of the Flower and Grass Pavilion, which was commendable.
As for hiding in the semi-saint's place without being noticed, this is even more powerful.
"Well done. If possible, continue to investigate the Semi-Saint Zang." Ai Cangsheng also spoke out with indifferent appreciation.
"yes!"
"You know Xu Xiaoshou, right?" Ai Cangsheng changed the subject.
"My subordinates have only heard of his name..."
"The Master of the Dao Palace said that on Void Island, Xu Xiaoshou had used the right time, place and people to accomplish the act of killing the saint many times in a different sense." Loving the common people has a profound meaning.
If he said this to Situ Yongren, Ai Cangsheng felt that he could already see the flame of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
After hearing this, Ran Xi's eyes were calm, as if he didn't take Xu Xiaoshou to heart at all.
Ai Cangsheng once again spoke out to stimulate: "He has surpassed Yu Lingdi."
"yes."
After Xi nodded, he found that the Second Saint was still looking at him, so he couldn't help but open his mouth again and added:
"I don't dare to compare with Yu Lingdi's leader."
"Xu Xiaoshou has a great record. He often defeats the strong with the weak. I am ashamed of myself."
The red lips of Jiuji Guiling opened, but he stopped talking.
She thought that kid Xi looked down on Xu Xiaoshou, and that this guy put his position too low!
It's like this again... Ai Cangsheng narrowed his eyes, otherwise he would say that Gu Jianxiu is annoying, each and every one of them is hypocritical to the extreme!
"Where's the rest?" He returned to the topic.
Xi straightened his face and said solemnly:
"Lord Cangsheng, it is clear to you that there is indeed chaos in the city of Death Pagoda, and it is still a riot!"
"All the dead apostles, villains, slumped corpses, killing each other, like crazy people, I have sent people over to help suppress them."
"As for the cross street corner, it is a chaotic place and cannot accommodate people from the Holy Temple. Our people were not able to enter."
"It should be more chaotic inside. I heard that someone is about to rush out..."
Saying this, Xi's eyes fluctuated under the shadow mask.
He could guess who was causing the chaos, the god who "is behind the gates of hell, and gods are called gods"!
Among the ten thrones, one person can hold two thrones in his life, and he is a peerless warrior who can even enter the gate of hell to save the soul of the one he loves most.
This is something Xi cannot face at his current level.
Of course, Master Cang Sheng, who is also at the same level as God, is currently sitting in the main hall.
Keeping an eye on Shen Yi is the most important task for everyone. There is no such thing as one of them, and there will be no accidents in the future.
Ai Cangsheng heard the sound and looked into the distance, seemingly breaking through the limitations of time and space and seeing the distant and chaotic bloody city.
His eyes lit up with the power of complicated principles, as if they contained all the answers to the most difficult questions in the world.
"Eye of the Avenue..."
Xi only peeked for a moment and then lowered his eyes.
"He can't get out."
Ai Cangsheng pushed the Guimu wheelchair to the entrance of Shenghuan Hall, and slowly picked up the evil sin bow.
"Are you going to shoot an arrow?"
Xi couldn't help but look back.
Then I saw a black bow and arrow as tall as a person, opening with the full moon, and a terrifying red arrow filled with the aura of hungry ghosts, resentful spirits and evil spirits emerged.
“Boom!
!”
Arrows flew across the strings in shock, and a loud bang exploded in the Shenghuan Hall.
The black evil sin bow arrow shot out of the sky, pierced the clouds, left a black line on the Guizhe Holy Mountain, and disappeared without a trace.
One arrow!
Xi's heart was surging, wishing he had the ability to teleport to the city of Death Pagoda to see what effect this arrow could have.
But for Ai Cangsheng, this seems to be done casually.
After the arrow shot out, he drew back his bow and pushed Guimu's wheelchair back to the previous position.
"Where is the Dead Sea?" Ai Cangsheng asked calmly.
Xi suppressed the tremor in his heart and said solemnly: "There is nothing abnormal in the Dead Sea for now. Saint Slave Wuxiu can now stay awake for about half an hour every day, and he has been reminiscing with Wuyue Sword Immortal..."
"Gou Wuyue..." Ai Cangsheng murmured, lowering his eyes silently, not knowing what he was thinking.
…
Dead Sea.
This is a closed dark space, like a large prison world.
The black sea water flooded the whole world.
The ubiquitous forbidden magic barrier suppressed the resistance of all the spiritual refiners imprisoned here.
There are no intentionally separated cells in the Dead Sea.
But every person imprisoned here is someone who was famous in the Holy God Continent before.
They have a strong sense of territoriality, and follow the principle of keeping things within reach. Even if they may be enemies outside, when they fall here, they rarely cause trouble.
Everyone is a waste who has lost their spiritual essence.
Once two people fight and each is injured, they can easily be attacked by a third party and die quickly.
Although the Dead Sea can suppress ordinary spiritual refiners, there are many kinds of people who cannot.
Such as physical training, ancient sword training...
Or they may be special species that are naturally strong and have special abilities.
None of these can be sealed by the Forbidden Magic Barrier.
"Senior..."
"Wake up! Spare, spare your life, senior...ahem!"
In a certain black sea, a man was sinking to the ground, shaking constantly and spitting out blood. On his head was a straw sandal with his thumb and toe missing.
He is begging.
Snapped!
The man's head exploded like a watermelon with a twist and a trample of his straw sandals.
"Hoo..."
A low, inhuman roar came from above.
Amid the demonic aura, a trembling figure was revealed.
After a while, the man controlled his convulsions, the overflowing demonic energy was restrained from his body, and a trace of sparkle returned to his scarlet eyes.
This is an old man wearing a raincoat, with a slight bald head, a withered face, and black eye circles, as if he hasn't slept for hundreds of years.
His hands and sleeves had long since disappeared, revealing his thin, cracked, charred arms with a hint of strength.
The bald old man also had a straw hat between his crotch. The straw hat was very torn, and the corners were frayed.
But when he is conscious, the old man seems to choose this action to cover up his only physical flaw.
"Huh~"
In the Dead Sea, Sang Lao took a deep breath, lifted up the straw hat and put it on, covering the top of his head and hiding the upper half of his face in the shadows.
The straw hat has become more worn.
"Another one dies..."
The old man lowered his eyes and looked at the headless man's corpse at his feet, kicked it away, closed his eyes, and sighed, "I'm sorry."
Killing is not my intention, I just want to have peace of mind.
Ever since he blocked the arrow for Xu Xiaoshou in the Eighth Palace, Mr. Sang has been in such a state of obsession.
At first, he could still retain a little bit of self-awareness.
After being thrown into the Dead Sea, he completely lost control and could no longer contain his strength.
In this prison of useless people who are basically spiritual refiners, his body on the throne has been crushed.
What's more, after going crazy and losing control, the special form of power that cannot be sealed is completely released.
Sleeveless, red and burnt hands cannot be hidden at all, they are untied all day long, pushing across the Dead Sea.
"Zizzi..."
As he swung his arms, bubbles bubbled up in the Dead Sea, which was the sound of the sea water being scorched by the high temperature.
Sleeveless and red-scorched hands are certainly a form of spiritual thought.
But originally it was just a spiritual skill, and it stands to reason that it cannot be liberated under the Dead Sea.
Mr. Sang is extremely special, he came in under the evil influence of Sin Gong.
In the confrontation between the two extreme powers, madness and repression clashed, and the power of the mind was forced out!
At first, the sleeveless and red-scorched hands really couldn't come out.
Today, Sleeveless·Red Scorched Hands has become the most extreme form of spiritual awareness in a single form, and has truly undergone a transformation.
Even if Mr. Sang wanted to, he could no longer bring back his mutated "spiritual skills"!
It's like being active becomes passive.
He was suffering from the burning pain of his sleeveless and red-scorched hands all the time, while the people in the Dead Sea were panicking all the time.
——A powerful man who can passively cast his divine thoughts under the forbidden law barrier has no sense! How can this not scare a bunch of losers?
"well……"
With a long sigh and looking at his sleeveless arms, Mr. Sang no longer knew how many people he had killed unconsciously.
Although it is said that those who can enter the Dead Sea will more or less deserve to die.
But killing like this is really not his nature.
"Xu Xiaoshou..."
Looking up, unable to see the sky or the light, Sang Lao paced towards his destination.
As a descendant of the Holy Palace Jinzhao lineage...
When he was hit by an arrow, he knew that he would not die.
Because even if he betrays the Holy Palace, Junior Brother Mu Lin will save him, and Master Long Rongzhi will save him.
The background is, he can't die at all.
What's more, it's impossible for the Eight Masters to sit back and watch themselves die.
As the fourth son of the Holy Palace...
The Dead Sea can suppress others, but Mr. Sang knows that it cannot suppress him.
Just like the island within the Void Island, it can't suppress the Eight Masters either.
In Tiansang Ling Palace, Sang Lao was only in low cultivation due to physical injuries.
Since then, he has been practicing all the way, and his injuries have almost recovered.
The obsession brought about by the Evil Sin Bow can torture ordinary people to death, but it cannot torture those who have grown up after suffering all the way.
No, Mr. Sang evolved from being in a hazy state to being able to wake up for half an hour every day.
Everyone has the same lineage, and the word "pain" is written on their backs, so they cherish talents especially those who can survive "pain".
Jinzhao Yimei has always protected shortcomings, and there are some reasons for this.
Sang Lao felt that if he was practicing ancient swordsmanship, he would now be able to hone a magic swordsmanship and practice it while being possessed by evil spirits.
Similarly, in the eyes of geniuses, the Dead Sea is like a life and death experience.
Those spiritual skills that could not withstand strong pressure disappeared completely, but the lifelong pride of the sleeveless red-scorched hands evolved accordingly.
"Although the direction of evolution is unexpected and I have become sleeveless, it is very different from what I thought at the beginning..."
Mr. Sang stepped forward with a bright light in his eyes.
He has the arrogance of the fourth son of the Holy Palace and the second-in-command of the Holy Slaves. Even if he has not been to the Dead Sea, he knows that this thing cannot suppress him.
Now everything can verify the idea at that time.
In this case, many things that Mr. Sang wants can be practiced in this place where no one cares about them.
for example……
When Sang Lao was practicing in the Holy Palace, he raised this question to his friends:
"Can the power of mysteries really be cultivated only in the Throne Realm? Who stipulated it?"
At that time, Xiao Qixiu was still studying the "Spiritual Sword Technique" that he said could surpass ancient sword techniques, but so far he couldn't master it;
Qiao Qianzhi was immersed in the so-called "Array Master", fantasizing about using the spiritual array method to turn reality into reality, transcend the secrets of heaven, and create creatures in anger;
Ye Xiaotian worked behind closed doors with the most powerful spatial attributes. He didn't want to break through anything. He just wanted to bring the most powerful and perfect conclusion to the profound truth of the road to spiritual refining.
When asked about this, the three of them scoffed.
Mr. Sang disagreed.
He never thought that this was always the case and that it was insurmountable.
So he boldly chose to attack and kill the path, regardless of Ye Xiaotian's dissuasion.
Later, when he was in Zhan Dao, Taixu, injured and fell back to Zhan Dao, he mainly studied this idea.
But there is no way to break through!
After decades of research, it seems that all of them are digging into the wrong corners and doing the wrong research.
Mr. Sang did not accept his fate.
He feels that everything has a chance.
Just like Kui Leihan transformed form, energy, and spirit into the Divine Thought, Dao Qiongcang created the scroll of the sky with the art of heaven, and the gods also used the method of opening orifices and puncturing acupoints to illuminate the mysteries of the human body.
His dream can come true.
The secret array diagram can be lit at any time.
Like the Eight Masters, they are the inferior generation - just like Ye Xiaotian, sticking to one's own rules and taking the safest path is a shame in the world of geniuses.
Mr. Sang felt that his idea was a genius, so he implemented it until the end. After encountering a bottleneck for decades, he found a breakthrough.
It is indeed impossible to open a secret formation after the Throne Realm by relying on one's own strength alone.
If he could, a genius like Yan Wuse would have developed his skills long ago.
But Sang Lao felt that what was completely different from Yan Wuse and other spiritual refining lights was that he dared to fight and endure pain.
Therefore, he thought of another method, which was inspired by the Eight Masters.
Under the forbidden law barrier, everything is pushed back to its source, but the Eight Masters are able to break through.
In this case, can I use external pressure to realize the secret formation diagram when my realm is pushed back to the throne realm?
"If this idea is completed, theoretically, as long as we break through the innate and master the power of innate attributes, everyone can realize the Tao and master the secret array!"
"Then, the spirit refining world will usher in a qualitative change, and Ye Xiaotian's face will be swollen to the edge of the sky, because this will even surpass the 'Penetrating Divine Mind'!"
"After all, the threshold for 'Touching Shen Nian' is too high. Putting aside the waste, it is basically necessary to cut off the Tao and become too virtual to complete the practice of Thorough Mind."
"Well, the secret formation diagram is much simpler, and you can also rely on external assistance, such as finding the ancient Bodhi tree..."
"Ten thousand steps back, find some elixir such as the Enlightenment Fruit, refine it into a pill, and take it to cooperate with the Enlightenment..."
"Absurdity is indeed a bit absurd, but when Cheshen Nian was first born, didn't everyone think it was absurd?"
Mr. Sang seized the only waking moment and continued to think and try out the research he had done as a student of the Holy Palace while walking to his destination.
His eyes flashed brightly, staring at the one-armed swordsman in white, and shouted loudly: