Faced with Ouyang Yi's questioning, Pei Anqi's eyes were dull and she did not respond.
At this moment, she herself was questioning.
Where did Xiao Chen go?
Where did the Holy Demon go?
The fog here has disappeared, which means that the Holy Demon should also have disappeared.
But there were three rounds of the game as promised, and no survivors appeared in the second or third round. Could something have happened?
After thinking about it, Pei Anqi only had one terrible idea left in her mind.
Xiao Chen's moon-cutting sword is obviously a super-sacred weapon that even saints covet. It is not restricted by the Yama Space, and its level may be higher than the Yama Space.
Would the Holy Demon really be so generous and let Xiao Chen leave?
Even if Xiao Chen wins the second round, I'm afraid the Holy Demon will regret it and force Xiao Chen to stay, right?
And since you have already regretted it, then the game is meaningless. Why don't you just stop doing it and silence the rest of the people?
After all, to a holy demon, those people are all ants.
Playing games is just a whim and a pleasure. No one can criticize him or resist him if he changes his mind at any time.
"Pei Anqi, answer me, where is Xiao Chen?" Ouyang Yi asked.
"He's dead!" Pei Anqi replied dully, as if she had lost her mind.
"What did you say?" Ouyang Yi roared angrily, releasing murderous intent from the broad knife in his hand.
Zhila!
A blade of sword energy was instantly fired, and it passed across Pei Anqi's cheek, tearing a blood mark and bringing up a bunch of blood flowers.
"You...why don't you hide?"
Ouyang Yi was surprised.
Pei Anqi's strength was definitely superior to his. This stab was just for him to vent his anger, and he had no intention of actually doing anything to Pei Anqi.
But why is Pei Anqi indifferent?
You can't act to this level in acting, right?
"He's dead, there's no point anymore!"
Pei Anqi shook his head, as if his soul had been drained and turned into a walking corpse, he turned around and walked back.
"Do you think she is acting in a love story?" Ouyang Yi looked at Chang Cong and Hang Yuan.
"Let's go back first!" The two of them couldn't express their opinions.
…
Ouyang Yi and the other three returned to Xiaomeng, and Pei Anqi did not leave either. They also stayed in Xiaomeng.
But she just sat in the yard all day long, not communicating with anyone.
Ouyang Yi was still suspicious of her, but gradually he realized something was not right.
If Pei Anqi harmed Xiao Chen, what is she trying to do now?
In a blink of an eye, half a month passed.
There is still no news from Xiao Chen.
Ouyang Yi and the others knew that whether it was Pei Anqi's fault or not, Xiao Chen probably really died in the True Spirit Demon Realm.
Although they have only known Xiao Chen for a short time, Xiao Chen has an indescribable charm that makes them all admire Xiao Chen.
Unfortunately, a generation of true dragon-level geniuses cannot avoid premature death.
"Xiao Meng, the hatred of our deputy leader must be repaid today!"
Suddenly, there were bursts of noise outside Xiaomeng, as if tens of millions of troops were pressing down on the territory. The dull atmosphere and the overwhelming pressure made people almost breathless.
"Is it the Shadow Alliance?"
"Oops!"
When Xiao Chen killed Xie Wenmei, the Shadow Alliance would certainly not let it go, and they were also mentally prepared.
But now that Xiao Chen is gone, how can they still have the courage and courage to face the Shadow Alliance?
"Ouyang, what should we do now?" Hang Yuan asked.
"How about we run away?" Chang Cong suggested, "If a good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences, he will definitely die if he goes against the Shadow Alliance head-on!"
Ouyang Yi thought for a while and sighed: "You go, I want to stay!"
"Ouyang, are you crazy?" the two of them said in shock, "Xiao Chen is no longer here, why are you insisting on it? It's meaningless?"
"Don't worry, they don't dare to do anything to me!"
Ouyang Yi didn't listen and flew out directly.
Hang Yuan and Chang Cong looked at each other and felt a little scared, but they still followed suit.
…
Outside the Xiao Alliance, a team of hundreds of people gathered with a huge momentum, comparable to thousands of troops.
After all, those who can join the Shadow Alliance are all top-notch geniuses.
Today, the Shadow Alliance went out for an expedition, and all those who came were elites. In addition to the three true dragon-level genius alliance leaders, there were also many favored men who ranked high on the Saint Reserve List.
In addition to the Shadow Alliance, there were many people from other forces watching the fun, looking gloating and enjoying the news.
"Isn't Xiao Meng very arrogant? Why are you so dumb today and no one has come out for so long?" Someone in the Shadow League shouted loudly.
"Which son of a bitch is howling? Stand up for me!"
Ouyang Yi rushed out cursing without any fear.
"Ouyang Yi, you are finally willing to come out!" Among the three people led by the Shadow Alliance, the unruly young man standing in the middle took a step forward and said coldly, "Where is your alliance leader, Xiao Chen?"
"Who are you?" Ouyang Yi asked.
"The leader of the Shadow League, Geng Zhan, is ranked sixteenth on the list of saints!" said the unruly young man.
"Geng Zhan?" Ouyang Yi felt solemn in his heart when he heard this, but he quickly grinned and said, "It is rumored that Xie Wenmei is your mistress, are you standing up for her today?"
Geng Zhan heard this and sneered: "Ouyang Yi, for the sake of your brother Ouyang Wushuang, I won't kill you. But your two friends may not be so lucky!"
Ouyang Yi was startled.
At this time, Hang Yuan and Chang Cong had already rushed out.
"You guys leave quickly!" Ouyang Yi shouted.
"Can you leave?"
Geng Zhan was scornful, his figure flashed past Ouyang Yi in an instant, and he struck at the two of them with a move.
"One hundred thousand dragon fist!"
"Destroyed by heaven and earth!"
Hang Yuan and Chang Cong used their strongest skills to blast out a hundred thousand dragon shadows with one punch, and wiped out the world with one sword.
"Little tricks!"
But I heard that Geng Zhan smiled coldly, seeming to be extremely disdainful.
"Infinite War Technique, Cang Long Break!"
The divine power performs the battle method, a huge word "war" appears, instantly transforming the infinite momentum, just like a huge blue dragon shaking its head and tail, causing chaos in the sky and the earth.
In the face of Wu Jian's fighting method, Hang Yuan and Chang Cong's fist shadows and sword strength were obviously weaker, and they were directly suppressed and subsequently destroyed.
Peng! Peng!
Hang Yuan and Chang Cong were unable to defeat the divine power of war. They vomited blood and flew out, crashing in front of Xiao Meng's door.
"How dare two losers who have just entered the sixth realm of the Great Dao do tricks in front of me?" Geng Zhan sneered again and again.
Hang Yuan and Chang Cong were seriously injured and were really shocked.
Although they knew they were no match for Geng Zhan, they didn't expect the gap to be so big.
Geng Zhan is actually in the sixth realm of the Great Dao, but he has probably stayed in this realm for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years. He has more than 70 Dao brands, and his understanding of the Dao is far better than that of Hang Yuan and Chang Cong.
"Die!"
Suddenly, Ouyang Yi swung his sword from behind and tried to sneak attack Geng Zhan.
But Geng Zhan had obviously expected this, and he easily dodged to avoid the light of the sword and grabbed Ouyang Yi's wrist with one hand, restricting his movements.
"Ouyang Yi, if you give it to both of them, I can give it to you as well. You are also a waste!"
After ridiculing him to the fullest, Geng Zhan slapped Ouyang Yi on the chest and knocked him away. (To be continued)