"Yigou and Dao Huo'er, both of them are at the seventeenth level of martial arts."
"In addition to Su Xinglan from Kunlun, there are four people in China who are at the pinnacle of martial arts. They account for three of them."
"The situation is out of control and it was not our intention."
The round-faced old man said irritably: "The facts are indeed what you said, but will the master listen to our explanation?"
"You know his temper best."
"In his eyes, we are just pawns that can be discarded at any time."
"Life or death, it all depends on his thoughts."
Sleeping Monster interjected: "Both sides are dead, so what's there to argue about?"
"I would say, just try your luck."
"Either Master, for the sake of no one in China, spare our lives."
"Either we stop caring about Tesco's misbehavior and let him go."
"Everything must be endured until the end of March, and we will wait for the master to come over."
The black-faced old woman said angrily: "We are followers of the law. We let others lead us by the nose and sit back and do nothing. What kind of law are we practicing?"
The old sleeping monster said in a strange tone: "Today, Yigou went to Puji Temple to kill people. I ordered the law enforcement disciples to inform you."
"Why, where were you then?"
"How capable you are, Mrs. Jin. There is no reason for you to hide your head and show your face."
"Why am I waiting and waiting, but I still can't wait for you to come to my aid?"
The black-faced old woman went crazy with anger, and the spiritual energy in her body surged out overwhelmingly. She screamed: "How capable you are, I will fight with you."
Sleeping Monster immediately rolled up his sleeves and said with a tough attitude: "Come on, I've already seen that you don't like me. You keep barking like a mad dog every day."
"Stop talking nonsense." The former turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the living room, straight into the sky.
Sleeping Monster followed closely and said: "I won't sleep tonight until I beat you into a pig's head."
The round-faced old man wanted to stop him, but in the end he was too late.
Blind Tong scolded: "Don't worry about it, let them beat you."
"If you fail to succeed and fail, no one will be safe."
The round-faced old man sat back in his chair and pondered carefully: "Can the key left by the master be used for the fourth time?"
Blind Tong was slightly moved and said, "Do you want to use it to get rid of Yigou, Dao Huo'er, or even Su Xinglan?"
The round-faced old man said bluntly: "Yes, when you are at the point of desperation, you are not afraid of adding on to your mistakes."
"The gate of the Creation Pond has been closed for ten years, and it will be opened sooner or later."
"Once the Six Meridians Earth Soul is destroyed, even if the owner has countless creation energy, he will have to wait for hundreds of years to form a new Earth Soul."
"Comparing the two, it is obvious that Earth Soul's destruction is more responsible."
"What do you think?"
Blind Tong said regretfully: "What you said, I thought about it a long time ago."
"It's a pity that the master has a limit. Three times is the limit."
"If the True Dragon Fate Distribution Thunder Tribulation hadn't happened, this might be our only way to remedy the situation."
"But now, nothing can be done."
"There's really nothing I can do."
The blind old man bowed towards the door, and said with a lonely back: "Just do as the old sleeping monster said, wait until the end of March, life or death, it's up to God."
The round-faced old man closed his eyes sadly and said, "Can't you wait until the end of March?"
Blind Tong slowed down his pace and said in a ethereal voice: "Deep in the mountains and old forests, the sky is vast and the earth is vast."
"Tell them to go their separate ways for now and avoid the limelight."
"Otherwise, follow me back to the Tomb of the Immortal and guard the pool of creation for the master."
"There is a defensive formation set up by the master."
