After the words of the Great Water God fell, everyone on the scene also fell into deep thought.
If these words come from other people's mouths, then they are absolutely unlucky because it is too ridiculous. How can one limit one's realm because of the Great Dao?
But these words came from the mouth of the Great Water God, so everything is a different story.
"Then...then what should we do now? Is there nothing we can do?"
The Holy Son of the Dragon asked cautiously.
If you observe carefully, his facial expression is not as anxious as it appears, but rather there is a hint of joy.
"Master Gu Yao, otherwise we should go back! There is no use staying here!"
"Go back?"
The God of Water looked over calmly.
After being stared at by this look, Holy Son Jiaolong subconsciously wanted to shut up. But in the end, his mouth still betrayed him.
"Yes, yes! Think about it, we can't break the yin and yang realm of Tai Chi between life and death now anyway. What's the point of staying here?"
"No, no, Lord God of Water, you can break through the yin and yang realms of Tai Chi, life and death, but it's really not worth expending so much of your strength just to break through this mere realm!"
"You are the patron saint of our barbaric city. If something goes wrong, what will we do? What will happen to our barbaric city? What will we do with so many demon clan children?"
The Holy Son of the Dragon is the output of a rainbow fart. It can be said that he will never forget to flatter anyone at any time.
Because in his dictionary, it is always better to flatter someone more than to slap him on the smiling face.
But what the Holy Son of the Dragon didn't expect was that the God of Water wouldn't listen to him at all.
"Who told you that I can't do anything to him? And I don't need to break the yin and yang realm of life and death Tai Chi to make that guy disappear into ashes."
"ha?"
The Holy Son of the Dragon emitted a slightly doubtful note. Some of it failed to understand the God of Water.
The God of Water slowly explained.
"This yin and yang realm of life and death Tai Chi cannot last for too long. It will turn into ashes in two hours at most."
"And now the time is almost up. All we need to do is wait here and we can capture that guy. Even if he gets wings by then, he won't be able to escape!"
A trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the Great Water God. The scene of his battle with Xuan Fa Zhenren thousands of years ago was recalled in his mind.
The scene of that battle is still vivid in my mind. It is no exaggeration to say that among the human cultivators, Master Xuanfa is the rare person besides the Immortal Lord of Life and Death who can leave a deep impression on him.
And for those who can leave a deep impression on him, he usually pays high respect, that is, he will destroy him with all his strength!
As the saying goes, only by attacking your opponents with all your strength can you maintain respect for them.
"this……"
The Holy Son of the Dragon was hesitating and unable to say a word. His whole person looked like he was about to cry without tears.
Good guy, why is there a time limit? If you put it this way, doesn't it mean that they still have to fight against Master Xuanfa?
Alas, there is really no way to escape! His whole body was numb!
"What is this? Since Lord God of Water has already said that, we will destroy him immediately. Why are you hesitating here? Are you afraid?"
Holy Son Qilin glanced lightly at Holy Son Jiaolong, as if he could see through everything about him at a glance.
Upon hearing this, Holy Son Jiaolong instantly became anxious.
"Hey, hey, hey. What do you mean by that? I'm warning you, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense!"
"If you say nonsense again, be careful I will sue you for slander!"
"How can I be so slandered by you because I have a great reputation throughout my life? If you don't give me a reasonable reason and explanation today, we will be in trouble!"
The Dragon Holy Son rolled up his sleeves and tried his best to fight for himself. His neck was red from crying, but he didn't know whether it was true or just pretending.
Qilin Holy Son smiled coldly.
How could he still not know what kind of temperament the Holy Son of Dragon has? This would be weird if he wasn't cowardly!
"If you are scared, you are scared. What is there to deny? Have I wronged you?"
"If you hadn't been cowardly, you wouldn't have said those words just now, and now you have the nerve to dance here."
"If it weren't for the fact that you and this Holy Son are of the same race, you would have been unable to stand up by now."
"you……"
The Dragon Holy Son rolled up his sleeves angrily and was just about to have a serious argument with the Qilin Holy Son when he was stopped by the God of Water on the side.
"That's enough! What are you fooling around about? Don't look at what time it is. Is this the time for you to fool around?"
"Please put away your little temper. Otherwise I won't give anyone face!"
Now, the Holy Son of Dragon and the Holy Son of Qilin finally became quieter.
"An'an is waiting here with peace of mind. As long as the yin and yang realm of life and death Tai Chi disappears, we will let Master Xuanfa know what terror is!"
The God of Water thought for a moment and continued.
"You should go back, this place is not suitable for you."
"Huh? Go back? What do you mean?"
Several people looked over in confusion, not understanding the meaning of these words at all.
"You cannot intervene in a battle at this level. You should just be a bystander from a distance to avoid accidentally hurting you."
"Don't underestimate the strength of Master Xuanfa. Although he is only at the middle stage of a saint, he is definitely the strongest among the strong. You'd better stay away."
Although the words of the Great Water God were rather obscure, the meaning could not have been more obvious, that is, he looked down upon the strength of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter of the Dragon Holy Son and the Kirin Holy Son!
But you can't blame him. After all, your strength is what it is. How can you value it?
The words of the Great Water God were like sharp blades, piercing into the hearts of Qilin Holy Son and others.
They are all noble and arrogant saints and saints in the Monster Clan. All they want in their hearts is to destroy the human race and revitalize their Monster Clan!
But now that the opportunity finally came, they were asked to give up. How could they be willing to do so?
The Holy Son of Qilin stepped out in one step.
"Lord God of Water, I know you are doing it for our own good, but we don't need it. This time we must kill Master Xuanfa with our own hands, and kill these damn human cultivators with our own hands!"
"And this is just the beginning. When the war really begins, more and more human cultivators will fall in our hands!"
"Just like the God of Water, give us a chance. We will definitely fulfill our mission!"
The Phoenix Saint and the Blue Wolf Saint on the side also responded closely.
"Yes! Although Master Xuanfa is very powerful, we are not just freeloaders. How can we let him control us at will?"