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Chapter 161 Pan Zhuyan’s fortune-telling changes, the sky says that I should go against it

"哢哓."

Xu Xiaoshou intercepted the space scene with his backhand, put it into a self-made photo bead, and then hid the bead in the world inside his body.

After understanding the secret of space, every cell in the body can open up into a small world.

Even if the Tao around him is destroyed and his spiritual energy is depleted, he can still get whatever he wants with a single thought.

Xu Xiaoshou rarely uses the space ring now.

At most, it should be lightly disguised, so that others may mistakenly think that the things he took out were from the ring.

In fact, except for Xingjie, his current collection is basically in the inner world.

Now I have Yue Gongli who gave birth to a baby by caesarean section, I have Sang Qiye who saved my little one, and there are many, many heavens... They are all debts that can be cashed into real resources!

After collecting the groveling Feng Yujin, he just seemed to have done a trivial thing, and from then on the words "Fengtian Holy Emperor" were trampled under his feet in his heart.

"Priest Killer?"

Turning his head to look at the huge figure behind the Xinghe desk, Xu Xiaoshou's expression turned solemn.

There is no doubt that the image of this giant is the one that was revealed when the Ranming ruins were discovered before.

At that time, He told the world this way with a scroll of stars similar to the Golden Edict of the Holy Emperor:

"Praise my true name and lead to reincarnation."

"Priests take orders, and all living beings are equal."

Therefore, the entire Holy God Continent thought that after living for so many years, they had finally waited for true justice.

The so-called dyeing ruins can be entered by young people who are undergoing trials in the Four Symbols Secret Realm, prisoners who are serving their sentences in the Dead Sea, and dead disciples who are trapped in the city of pagodas.

From top to bottom, from old to young, no matter whether they are nobles or servants, as long as they have spiritual energy, they are qualified to ascend to heaven in one step.

It seems now...

"!"

Xu Xiaoshou laughed.

Semi-Saint Profound Edict, Holy Emperor's Golden Edict, Oracle... He finally understood why when the "Priest Killer" showed up at that time, he only used the power similar to the Holy Emperor's Golden Edict.

Not only because using the scroll of stars to inform the world seems very sacred, it seems very "fair".

The Semi-Saint Profound Edict and the Holy Emperor's Golden Edict can both erase personal icons, but the Tenth Patriarch's Oracle cannot, as they are too iconic.

To kill the priest, you can only take out the oracle of the priest Ran Ming.

But the God-killing Officer in front of him couldn't even take out Ran Ming's oracle to tell the world, because...

His real name is Suiyin!

"Xu Xiaoshou?!"

Feng Yujin's soul body on the execution pillar seemed to have only recovered from the shock of seeing the arrival of those people until now.

They all heard it...

?

With such a flash of thought, Feng Yujin's old face turned red, and he no longer knew what to do to restore his tall image as the Holy Emperor.

But now, he doesn't have much time to take care of emotions like shame.

From the bottom of his heart, he understood that the Evil God of Evil Spirit was not an acquaintance of the Eight Deities, but that he had surrendered. Even if he could live for the rest of his life, he would live a life inferior to that of a pig or a dog.

If there is even the slightest possibility that I can escape from this miserable situation.

The hope is not elsewhere, but only in the two Xu Dao.

Feng Yujin turned his head and laughed crazily at the newcomers:

"Jie Jie Jie, Xu Xiaoshou, Dao Qiongcang, you have also ended up in this situation, entering the divine court of Ran Ming?"

"This is the Tenth Ancestor Divine Court! Those who set foot on it will die without a chance of rebirth. Now under the control of my Shen Sui Yin, my power has increased by more than half an inch!"

"You can still turn back in the sea of ​​suffering. Here, you will forever lose the chance to survive. Jie Jie Jie, Jie Jie Jie..."

The sarcasm spread.

After finishing his sarcasm, Feng Yujin quickly looked at the huge and sacred figure in front of the Xinghe desk, and couldn't help but scratch his head:

"The evil spirit is at the top, and a virtuous body is precious. How can I personally eliminate this bunch of young people? Isn't it too much to give them face?"

"Please give Xiao Feng a chance, allow me to come down from the punishment pillar, and allow me to ride for you and kill these evil officials!"

I have to say, this attitude of being arrogant in front and respectful in back, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, really opened the eyes of everyone present.

Sealing the Heavenly Holy Emperor!

You are the Holy Emperor!

Simply speaking from the level of cultivation level, not even the Dao Firmament and the Moon Palace are far behind you, Feng Yujin.

You are already a peerless master at the level of the Wanze Saint Emperor, Hua Changdeng, and Yougui Buddha.

But now, looking at it, your performance, Feng Yujin, is different from that of a pug who only licks people wildly?

"No wonder Ba Zunzun looks down on you."

Xu Xiaoshou finally understood why after the battle in the White Cave, even when he was at his lowest, the Eight Masters never gave Feng Yujin a good look.

Even if it was not necessary, he felt that the Eight Masters would not even bother to talk to this person, as if it would dirty him up.

Could it be that Feng Yujin relied on such licking skills to survive when he was on the inner island of Void Island?

"Shenting..."

Dao Qiongcang basically paid no attention to Feng Yujin's disgusting performance, but only cared about the useful information he had observed after entering this place:

The Evil God Suiyin pierced the skin of the Killing Priest and took control of his divine court. He was so powerful that even Feng Yujin was so humble that he begged for his life.

How is this similar to my worst expectation?

"Dao Ying?"

"Or Ran Ming's body?"

If it is the former, the matter is not beyond redemption.

If it's the latter, Dao Qiongcang doesn't want to struggle anymore.

If Yan Ming died, even the complete corpse would be obtained by the evil god Sui Yin. Even if he, Dao Qian Cang, swallowed the life of the ancestor god and forcibly sealed it, he might not be able to save himself.

He felt that he had to take a look at Feng Yujin's life and death. If he could survive by kneeling down and begging for mercy...

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A man has gold at his knees, but when the time comes to use it, he will regret it.

Or maybe there is nothing wrong with kneeling down?

Several eyes wanted to look up but didn't dare to look up, wanted to look but didn't dare to look at him, but they were all waiting for a result.

Suddenly, in the dead silence of the Galaxy Divine Courtyard, a sound of disgust from the Killing Priest was heard:

"Noisy."

But Ran Ming behind the Xinghe desk flicked his sleeves, and with a sound, Feng Yujin's soul and body shattered into eight pieces.

"Ahhhh——"

"Let me go, let me go, I'll be your dog, I'm the best at being a dog, please let me go..."

Tsk tsk tsk tsk!

The eight pieces of soul were quickly split into thirty-six pieces, and Feng Yujin completely lost his voice.

Amidst the rumbling sound, thirty-five divine punishment pillars rose up from all sides, intersecting with the previous pillars to form a strange formation.

Thirty-six fragments of the Holy Emperor's soul were tied and burned on the thirty-six punishment pillars.

The grand formation was activated, and the pressure of the Galaxy Divine Court became even greater, causing the black hole in the space to explode, and the Taoist magic disappeared without a trace.

"!"

Cenjou's body exploded, but before he could even open his mouth to scream for help, his soul disintegrated.

Followed by……

"!"

The bodies of Water Ghost, Bai Zhou, and Sang Lao were also crushed and exploded, and their souls came out.

Dao Qiongcang was startled, glanced left and right, and was just about to follow suit and self-destruct and hide.

However, he found that the souls of Sang Shui Cen Bai and even Yue Gong Li were decomposed by the God of Punishment Pillar and absorbed.

He hurriedly resisted the urge to let Xu Xiaoshou face the difficulties alone.

If you want to fight against evil spirits, relying solely on the way of the soul, Dao Qiongtian really doesn't have that confidence.

If you can preserve your physical body, do your best to preserve it.

Cooperating with Xu Xiaoshou, there might still be some hope.

"So strong!"

Heavy pressure came from high in the sky. Just standing, Xu Xiaoshou's message box popped up:

"Suppressed, passive value, +1."

"Under attack, passive value, +1."

"Being plundered, passive value, +1."

"..."

The momentum was completely crushed.

The physical body was twisted to pieces by the divine court.

Even all of his own strengths are being lost over time.

"Buzz!"

Once the formation disk is opened, the agreement between heaven and man becomes one.

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the thirty-six punishment pillars and realized that the loss of power was due to being plundered by this formation.

This formation is not only taking away one's own power, but also taking away the power of the sky.

But in fact, this is just incidental.

It was originally designed to extract the fragments of the Holy Emperor's soul and provide all the gathered power to an unknown place.

Dyeing tea?

Or, the Court of God?

"Thirty-Six Divine Punishment Soul-Draining Formations?"

Beside him, Dao Qiongcang suddenly raised his eyes.

This time, he chose to look directly at the ancestor god and only blew out two eyes, thus saving his head.

In his hand, he tightly grasped the Ancestral God Fate that Cenchofu desperately grabbed, and he kept pumping and borrowing power to make up for the loss of his holy power.

"good."

The Priest Killer behind the Xinghe desk lowered his eyes, seeming to be smiling.

He is so high that he can cover the sky, but under his gaze, those two human beings are really as small and insignificant as ants.

However, the Thirty-Six Divine Punishment Soul-Draining Formation crushed the bodies of many semi-saints, and even the soul body of the Saint Emperor tried its best to resist, but could not survive.

These two people had to persevere.

Who is strong and who is weak will be judged.

Even compared to the stupid Death-Destroying Saint Strain, in the eyes of Chou Yin, these two are still worse:

"Both of you have extraordinary knowledge and qualifications. Compared with the Holy Emperor Fengtian, you can enter the sect of our ancestor Cui Yin."

"This order is only given once. I sincerely accept the soul blood as a gift, or the god will die and the soul will be split, and it will end here."

"Thirty breaths, weigh it, and you will die when the time comes."

There was no movement of the Priest Slayer's lips and teeth, and the vast and ethereal voice sounded from all directions of the galaxy and the black hole, with heavy echoes, and the scene suddenly became filled with an endless sense of chilling.

Xu Xiaoshou's head buzzed after hearing this, and even the charge value of his disillusionment finger increased a bit.

He looked around and saw that Sang Lao, Shui Gui and other wise generals were no longer there. Their divided souls were twisting and curling up in the Thirty-six Divine Punishment Soul Draining Formation, unable to even make a sound.

He looked at Dao Qiongcang. Dao Qiongcang covered his forehead, frowning, his expression was extremely painful, and his body was trembling. He had to rely on the fate of the ancestors to hold on.

He looked at the giant behind the Xinghe desk again. He was tall, majestic, and had boundless power...

For the first time, Xu Xiaoshou felt such strong pressure!

He could easily tell that in the eyes of the Evil God Sui Yin, he and Dao Qiongtian were nothing.

It was just because he needed help from his subordinates to do some chores. The Diying Holy Strain was dead and the Fengtian Holy Emperor was not worthy, so he freed up two seats.

His arrogance, his disdain, his indifference...

It is all based on the combination of "Shen Yin Evil God" and "Priest-killing Officer Ran Ming", which is countless times more terrifying than Nashi Evil God!

In a daze, even Xu Xiaoshou had this thought flashing through his mind - from the ancestral god, he will not be humiliated, he can be a holy slave, and he is also a servant of the gods.

At this moment, Dao Qiongcang, who was wearing a lot of pain and carrying endless pressure, spoke out:

"What you got was just the dyed Dao Ying, right?"

Tao Ying?

Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts came back.

Taking a look at the information column, it turns out that there are "under guidance" and "under influence" one after another.

He took a deep breath, held it again, and concentrated on it, not daring to be distracted again.

Even Dao Qiongcang can continue to calmly analyze and find the flaws of Zhen Yin under such suppressive power.

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It was obvious that the evil god of evil spirits really didn't care about the two ants under his feet, so he thought to himself:

"Twenty breaths."

Dao Qiongcang fiercely grasped the ancestral god's destiny, and his whole person seemed to be reflecting back to the light before death, and he spoke faster:

"The Holy Plant of Diying has died. Is this the last Dao Infant you can use?"

"As I expected, your strength is really low after you wake up, so you need to wait for us to come over, kill the chicken in front of us, and cut off Yu Jin's soul body, right?"

As soon as he said this, Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyebrows.

You're such a coquettish old man, you really dare to shake things, you're the evil god Ran Ming!

But when he raised his eyes to look at Ran Ming, there was still no trace of emotion on his face, and divine voices were heard from all around:

"Ten breaths."

Dao Qiongcang holds the fate of the ancestral god, and if he holds his secret, Sinan, he holds a whole pearl of wisdom in his hand, exuding the charm of intelligence.

He walked forward, his repaired eyes glinting at the thirty-six divine torture pillars, and chuckled:

"In my humble opinion, these thirty-six divine punishment and soul-absorbing formations are mainly used to maintain Ranming's divine court, right?"

"You are also poor, right?"

"Perhaps there is still some power in it to make up for the consumption caused by you passing through the initial stage of recovery and forcibly using the God-killing God's Court?"

"You can't make any big moves, right?"

The sound of evil spirit and dyeing tea reaches my ears, but I can't see any difference.

Only the God of Death's countdown sounded from time to time, putting great pressure on the two people in the Galaxy Court:

"Five breaths."

Dao Qiongcang laughed loudly, raised his eyes to the sky, and shouted loudly:

"On the 33rd level, you should have met my friends, right?"

"Shenyi's punch, doesn't it feel good?"

"Master Shou!"

He pointed at Xu Xiaoshou again.

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked and felt panicked, me?

"This is a descendant of the Heavenly Ancestor, favored by the Dragon Ancestor. He has inherited the way of swordsmanship and wields a staff that is better than his master. Have you seen his explosive power and unexpectedness?"

"Have you ever thought that if you fight with me and him here, if you lose after the battle, you will really be able to hold the person you detained in the 33rd heaven?"

When Xu Xiaoshou heard the sound, his eyes gleamed and his chest puffed up.

I!

I'm very useful!

He felt that he was in a state of suffocation, and Dao Qiongtian used words to tear out a tear, and he was able to escape.

You're such a cool old man, can you still use this to surround Wei and rescue Zhao?

"Three breaths."

Dao Qiongcang heard the sound and sped up his speech, but he didn't finish it yet:

"Ancestral God List, Cao Erzhu, God's Fate Star is number one, do you remember?"

"He is not in the first heaven or the eighteenth heaven. He can only be with the gods, right?"

"I have met that child once. He is a gifted person, a genius in spiritual refining, and possesses the mysteries of thunder. When he ascended to the third realm and went to your home lair, you were also shocked, weren't you?"

"With his understanding, combined with his physical foundation, and staying with God, it is possible to cultivate a little God in a short period of time, right?"

After Xu Xiaoshou listened, his scalp felt cold.

There's something wrong with you, you old bastard. You must be looking at God's perspective. Why are there so many "rights"!

How can you know everything in Shenting, even Cao Erzhu?

Not to mention, Dao Qiongtian did not mention it, Xu Xiaoshou really forgot that Cao Erzhu also followed him into the ruins of the gods.

At that time, he took the first step on the Guizhe Holy Mountain, and Cao Erzhu caught up with him. When he found it in the ruins, he missed one aspect because of his enlightenment.

Sang Lao and others said that the two pillars were enlightened immediately, and Xingyu ascended to the upper realm first.

Even this small detail, Dao Qiongcang knew about it and planned it?

The secret brain is so terrifying!

The time has clearly come.

The evil god Ran Ming moved his eyelids slightly and lowered his gaze, but he did not continue counting.

Speaking of His heart?

Speaking of His pain point?

Xu Xiaoshou really wanted to give Dao Qiongcang a thumbs up, and he really doubted how such a head could survive to this day.

Shouldn't he have been captured and dissected by the evil elders of his clan when he was still young, because he showed some abnormal power, to find out what kind of genes could give birth to such a genius, so that he could be bred in large numbers?

The sky of Tao can only be relied upon, speaking freely:

"To be honest, Cao Erzhu's father is the real genius. Have you ever thought that if you touch that child, and he dies, another genius who is comparable to God will enter this ruins to confront you?"

"At that time, Master Shou, Shen Yi, and Cao Yihan will stand side by side, but you are already seriously injured and dying, and there will be no Dao baby to replace you. Even if you can finally eliminate these three, what price will you have to pay?"

"Will this delay your plan to take root in the ruins of God and taint the Holy God Continent for another thousand years?"

"Then, what's the point of you forcing yourself to wake up this time, accept the status of all saints, and push your plan forward even if you lose some of your climate?"

plan……

Evil God, do you still have a plan?

How do you know His plan?

Turn it off, it's boring, really... Xu Xiaoshou opened his lips wide when he heard this, feeling extremely ashamed of himself.

He felt that the image of the God-killing Master in front of him was so huge, and the sky around him also became very majestic. It made him look as small as a mung bean in the divine court, and he looked like a brainless and reckless man.

I should be considered smart, right?

Xu Xiaoshou examined himself three times and came to a conclusion:

A ten-level brain is really beyond the reach of ordinary geniuses!

Dao Qiongcang looked directly at the ancestor god, threw out the last bargaining chip, and said:

"Now, open the door and let Master Shou and I leave the ruins of the gods. You can at least swallow one god and catch a Quilehan, which is enough for you to regain your strength."

"This is my sincerity, two lives for two lives, a win-win situation for both sides."

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the sky with his peripheral vision, his heart was numb.

How can you call this sincerity? This is the highest level of empty-handedness!

Also, being friends with you is really dangerous at critical moments... He silently raised the danger level of Dao Qiongcang to the highest level in his mind, which was eight heads higher than the others, classifying it as "SSS+".

"interesting."

Behind the Xinghe desk, the Evil God Ran Ming Xixi shook his head, and a somewhat visible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"If you make a baby three points like this, this game is over."

Dao Qiongcang holds the destiny of the ancestor god, as if it is strangling the throat of destiny, with a complete plan in mind.

He didn't say anything because he knew that the evil spirit Ding had something else to say:

"Of course, fate cannot be changed, and God cannot reverse it."

"Those who speculate about gods, how far can they go against the oracle? Can they change their fate and go against the will of heaven?"

I have my own way... Dao Qiongcang put down the Ancestral God Fate, took a deep breath, his eyes shimmered, and he said loudly:

"The sky is called the sky, and my name is the sky."

"When I was born, I was destined to go against the will of heaven."

"Since you gave me thirty breaths of time, then I will also give you thirty breaths of time... The choice is yours, whether to follow or not, in a single thought!"




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