Duan Sui slashed with his sword, and the order chain on the sword turned into a black snake king that swallowed the sky and eclipsed the sun, and was in front of Han Sen in an instant.
The power in Han Sen's body exploded, but the white fishing rope bound his body, and the mysterious chains of order were intertwined, making it difficult for Han Sen to condense his power, and he was about to be chopped off by the sword.
Han Sen gritted his teeth and was about to transform into a super god, but suddenly he saw the roaring sword light dissipate instantly.
Han Sen was slightly startled and looked at Juan Sui. He saw a jade-like palm protruding from his chest. The slender fingers were very graceful and beautiful.
"Mr. Bai!" Han Sen couldn't believe his eyes. He saw Mr. Bai walking out from behind Duan Sui and retracted his hand from Duan Sui's chest.
But Mr. Bai's hands were as clean as new, without any blood on them.
The broken knife in Duan Zui's hand fell to the ground, he lowered his head and looked at the bloody hole on his chest, turned around and looked at Mr. Bai again, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Aren't you not good at fighting...Why?
...Why can it destroy my body of dark demon lion?"
"There will always be many surprises in life, you just get used to it." Mr. Bai casually took a beautiful white shell, opened it and took a photo of Duan Sui, and immediately sucked the seriously injured Duan Sui into the shell.
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After closing the shell and putting it in his arms, Mr. Bai reached out and grabbed the Douting Net and the small box. He looked at Han Sen with a half-smile and said, "Han Sen, it looks like you lost badly this time."
Han Sen was tied up by the ropes of Douting Net and could only smile bitterly: "You won. Mr. Bai, what are you going to do with me?"
"Of course I will kill you. Do you think I will let such a terrible enemy like you live in this world?" Mr. Bai stared at Han Sen coldly and said.
"Mr. Bai, you think too highly of me. I'm just a nobody." Han Sen remained calm, but he was secretly using his power to stare at Mr. Bai, ready to give it a try.
Mr. Bai grabbed the Douting Net, but did not look at Han Sen and Bao'er. He stared at the jade cat statue and said, "Nine-life blood cat, can we leave now?"
Han Sen was startled when he heard this. Mr. Bai actually knew that the jade cat looked like a nine-life blood cat.
Jade Cat narrowed his eyes and glanced at Mr. Bai, then lay there and said calmly: "Since you have passed the test, it is up to you whether you want to stay or leave, so there is no need to ask any more questions."
"Farewell." Mr. Bai took the Skynet in his hand and took Han Sen and Bao'er to fly out of the Holy City.
This time, the power of the Holy City did not prevent them from leaving. Mr. Bai took Han Sen and Bao'er and easily flew out of the Holy City and entered the dark waters.
The small jade box in Mr. Bai's other hand exuded a hazy holy light, driving away the darkness three meters away from him. He pulled Han Sen and Bao'er out of the trench without any danger.
Han Sen originally thought that Mr. Bai would kill him in the Holy City, but who knew that Mr. Bai did not kill him in the Holy City, and after he came out, he did not escape, but took Han Sen and Bao'er back to Dabai.
Inside the whale.
The battle between Fox Concubine and Isa seemed to be over. There was no more fluctuation in the sea water. It was unknown who won and who lost, and there was no sign of them.
Mr. Bai brought Han Sen and Bao'er into the White Whale. He looked at Han Sen with a smile and said, "Now I can kill you without any worries. Have you thought of how to escape?"
"Why don't you kill me in the Holy City?" Han Sen asked doubtfully.
"Do you really think it's just a city used to hide treasures?" Mr. Bai said lightly.
"Isn't it?" Han Sen asked.
"Unless the Holy Lord is crazy, he would spend so much effort to build such a place to play treasure hunting games." Mr. Bai curled his lips and said: "That kind of place must hide unimaginable secrets, let alone other things.
The painting on your back has a very complicated origin."
"Isn't the painting gone?" Han Sen was slightly startled.
Mr. Bai smiled: "You are still too naive. Disappearance does not mean that there is no more. I can't see the details of the guy who painted, but the creature he used to paint is the ancient blood dragon girl, a deified-level mutant. Her
Blood is a mutant gene. If you can paint with her blood, do you think the painting will disappear casually?"
Han Sen was shocked when he heard this. He never thought that that thing would be a terrifying existence of mutant deification level.
"Why? Why is he painting on me?" Han Sen asked doubtfully.
"I don't know, maybe you were the chosen one from the beginning." Mr. Bai's eyes turned cold: "But that doesn't matter anymore. Now as long as I kill you, everything will be over."
As he said that, Mr. Bai, with a fierce look in his eyes, pulled the Skynet, pulling Han Sen and Bao'er in front of him, and grabbed Han Sen's chest with one hand.
Han Sen still remembered how Mr. Bai's hand penetrated Juan Sui's chest. He was horrified and immediately wanted to transform into a super spiritual body.
However, with a wave of Mr. Bai's palm, the rope that bound him was loosened, and the Douting Net holding the bird's nest was opened at the same time, and the bird's nest was thrown back into Han Sen's hands.
"Mr. Bai, what are you..." Han Sen caught the bird's nest and looked at Mr. Bai who put away the Douting Net with a puzzled expression.
Mr. Bai put away the Douting Net and threw the small jade box to Han Sen.
Han Sen caught the small jade box and became even more confused. He didn't know what was going on for a while.
Mr. Bai smiled slightly at Han Sen, and the muscles and bones on his body underwent some subtle changes, causing his appearance to also change.
After a while, Mr. Bai became a different person, and his temperament also changed a lot.
Now Mr. Bai looks much younger, like a young man in his twenties, but he has a special temperament that makes people feel as if he has seen through all the illusions in the world, like a player outside the chess game.
"It's you! How could it be you?" Han Sen opened his mouth wide, and after a while he pointed at him and screamed.
"Why can't it be me?" Mr. Bai looked at Han Sen with interest and said.
"Aren't you in the shelter? How...how did you get out?" Han Sen was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly thought that both the Blood Life Cult and the Shura Clan had ways to get out. It seemed that it was not surprising that the person in front of him could get out.
"It's a long story. To put it simply, I thought I could break the void, fly into the sky, and become a free immortal between heaven and earth. Who knew that I would end up in such a place? It's really disappointing." Mr. Bai shrugged.
Shrugging, with a helpless expression on his face.
"You...nb..." Han Sen was stunned for a while before finally saying this.
Of course Han Sen knew this man. Although they had only met for a short time, Han Sen had a deep memory because he was the authentic successor of Xuanmen, and Han Sen had only studied Dong Xuanzi's Dong Xuan Sutra.
That's all, he can only be regarded as half a Taoist disciple.