Just when he said these two words in his mouth, the white-haired spiritual masters surrounding him suddenly changed their expressions. Each of them turned pale and had a ferocious expression. They all raised their hands and hugged their heads, and screamed in pain.
He screamed, as if he had suffered an unimaginable blow.
Then, like frightened birds, they fell from the sky one after another, and lay curled up on the ground one by one, trembling. It was not clear whether it was because of pain or fear.
In just a few breaths, dozens of white-haired spiritual masters were completely wiped out, and no one was spared.
From the beginning to the end, Zhong Wen never even raised his hand. Apart from uttering two words lightly, he just stood quietly in the air, as if everything happening around him had nothing to do with him.
At this moment, his body looked extremely majestic, as if he was really a god from the sky descending to earth, turning his hands into clouds, turning his hands into rain, and the life and death of mortal creatures were all in a single thought.
After a while, a white-haired spiritual master who was lying on the ground and trembling suddenly stopped and his expression calmed down instantly. Then he bent his legs and kicked up, and stood lightly beside Zhong Wen.
His pupils were still glowing with golden light, but his eyes were no longer dull, and there was actually a smart and lively light in his eyes.
"Is this the Eye of God?"
He looked excited and murmured to himself, "It's really good."
"Where's good?" Zhong Wen asked curiously.
"Everything has a golden light to it. He's very handsome." The white-haired spiritual master said with a smile.
"That's it?" Zhong Wen was quite speechless.
"You can see further and more clearly." The white-haired spiritual master said again.
"What's the use..." Zhong Wen covered his forehead with his hands and shook his head helplessly, "What else?"
"What else do you want?" The white-haired spiritual master rolled his eyes at him impatiently, "Isn't he handsome enough?"
Are the eyes of the gods just for the sake of being handsome?
Zhong Wen's head was full of black lines and he had lost interest in continuing the conversation. He turned to look at Qiao Erniang and others, with a smile on his face again, "Er Niang, are you okay?"
Yes, Zhong Wen at this time has successfully survived the catastrophe and entered the realm of a saint that the world looks up to.
In the tenth heavenly tribulation, even the two saints of Liangyi manifested themselves, and their power was far beyond his imagination.
This time's tribulation can be said to be a narrow escape, and it almost cost him his life.
However, at that time, he was no longer fighting alone.
Beside him, there is the most trustworthy partner, who is also another himself.
Zhongwen No. 2!
After surviving the catastrophe, Mission 3 "Successfully Becoming a Saint" was finally completed, and he successfully won two lucky draw opportunities.
The reward obtained from the first draw is the Holy Spirit-level spiritual skill "Soul Sting".
Speaking of this "soul stab", it is a mysterious method that condenses spiritual consciousness into a needle and directly attacks the enemy's soul. Coupled with his powerful soul power that has been nourished by the "Soul Nourishing Sutra", it is simply a soul attack.
The perfect set.
The person attacked by this technique, no matter how hard his body is or how good his defensive skills are, as long as he cannot surpass Zhong Wen in spiritual consciousness, he will not be able to resist at all and can only be like fish on the chopping board, allowing him to slaughter and knead him.
.
These white-haired spiritual beings scattered about on the ground are a good example.
Needless to say, the white-haired spiritual master who "resurrected from the dead" and jumped around Zhong Wen was naturally the "Zhong Wen No. 2" who woke up from his deep sleep.
"Thank you for coming in time."
Seeing that the crisis was over, Qiao Erniang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She patted her sharply curved chest with her white jade-like right hand, spit out her sweet tongue, and replied with lingering fear, "Otherwise, sister, I will have to report to the Lord of Hell.
"
Qiao Erniang, who has always been shrewd and capable, actually showed a girlish and naive look, which was really rare. It showed that the moment of life and death just now had an immeasurable impact on her soul.
"I'm late, please forgive me." Zhong Wen smiled, then turned to express his condolences to the four girls holding Qin and Siqi.
Seeing him chatting with the girls of Qingfeng Pavilion, "Zhong Wen No. 2" was bored and simply tried to figure out how to use the Eye of God.
Even though he was talking about being a fool, he was certainly not unaware that the Eye of God enjoyed a great reputation in ancient times and had a powerful physique second only to the Samsara Body. Naturally, it could not exist just for the sake of being cool.
Although the golden pupils of the White-haired Spirit Master are probably just fakes, they still have 50% to 60% of the effectiveness of the Eyes of God. Once fully mastered, in actual combat, they are definitely a powerful force that cannot be ignored.
BIU!
Sure enough, after testing for a while, a golden light suddenly shot out from the eyes of "Zhong Wen No. 2" and hit Shi Xiaolong with lightning speed, causing a loud "boom" sound.
A deep pit suddenly appeared on the already uneven ground. Shi Xiaolong turned pale in shock and took a few steps back, almost falling to the ground.
"what you do?"
Zhong Wen turned around and saw this scene, and immediately became furious and said fiercely to "Zhong Wen No. 2", "Do you want to murder my apprentice?"
"Accident, accident!"
"Zhong Wen No. 2" scratched his head and said, "I haven't played this before. I'm not very proficient yet."
"Go play over there!"
Zhong Wen was like a strict father to a naughty boy. He pointed his finger in the distance and said with a serious face.
"cut!"
"Zhong Wen No. 2" knew that he was in the wrong, and although he was dissatisfied, he just curled his lips and then swaggered away towards the distance.
BIU~BIU~BIU~
Boom, boom, boom!
Da da da!
Not long after, various strange sounds came from the distance, and the golden eyes of "Zhongwen No. 2" kept shooting out long or short, thick or thin golden light, blasting thousands of bombardments around it.
It's full of holes and a mess.
His face was full of excitement, and he felt that these eyes were infinitely useful and full of exploration value. He was having so much fun for a while that he seemed to have completely forgotten the existence of Zhong Wen and others.
Everyone present did not know the existence of "Zhong Wen No. 2". They were stunned when they saw that the white-haired spiritual master who was the enemy a moment ago, after having a friendly conversation with Zhong Wen, ran to the side alone and wreaked havoc.
Ridiculous.
What if Sister Qinglian gave birth to such a naughty child?
Zhong Wen felt extremely tired. He stared at the excited "Zhong Wen No. 2" for a long time, then sighed helplessly and turned to look at Shi Xiaolong and the five Luohe youths: "Why are you here?"
"Master!"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Tiechui burst into tears and rushed up with snot. He repeated his old tricks, hugged his thigh tightly, and rubbed his big dirty face, "You are here, really.
Miss me so much!"
As soon as he started like this, the other four Luohe youths also pounced on him and divided his legs cleanly again.
The five grown men cried and howled, and their tears and snot once again soaked Zhong Wen's pants.
Coming again?
The wet feeling on his legs made Zhong Wen dumbfounded and embarrassed.
He wanted to throw all five "apprentices" out, but looking at the true feelings in their eyes, he raised his arms in the air, but slowly lowered them. He just shook his head helplessly and let these few
Live treasure toss at will.
Shi Xiaolong stood aside with a smile, looking at the scene of "deep master-disciple love" in front of him, he felt envious. When he wanted to participate in it, he was a little embarrassed, and his heart was constantly tangled.
Looking at Zhong Wen's embarrassed expression, and then at the five rural youths holding his thighs, Qiao Erniang's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and the corners of her mouth were trembling slightly, as if she wanted to laugh, but she forced herself to hold it back.
"Have you cried enough?"
I don’t know how long it took, but the crying of the five people gradually subsided. Zhong Wen finally took the opportunity and asked seriously, "Can you talk? What are you doing here?"
"Master, disciple and several senior brothers are undecided and are about to go to Qingfeng Mountain to seek advice from you." Shi Xiaolong replied respectfully.
"Oh?" Zhong Wen turned to look at him, his voice softened a lot, "What's going on?"
"It's like this..." Shi Xiaolong explained the differences between several people. He spoke clearly and logically, which was completely different from Wang Tiechui and others. He described the situation clearly in a few words.
"I see."
Zhong Wen nodded and said, "What's so difficult about this?"
"Sure enough, nothing can trouble Master." Shi Xiaolong was overjoyed when he heard this and said, "Master, please show me how the disciple should behave."
"I happen to know where the little doll's master is now."
Zhong Wen replied casually, "Let me take him there. After sending him off, I will go to the north in person, and you can stay here."
"Here?" Shi Xiaolong asked confused.
"That's right, I just have something to ask you, my teacher." Zhong Wen smiled and nodded.
"Master has a destiny, and disciples must do their best!"
Hearing that Zhong Wen had something to ask of him, Shi Xiaolong immediately became energetic, reached out and patted his generous chest, and answered loudly.
"Is such that."
Zhong Wen's face turned slightly red for some unknown reason, "There have been some natural disasters in the past two days. Piaohua Palace and Qingfeng Mountain have suffered some damage. If you are free, you might as well help repair it."
"Act of God?"
Hearing him talk about Piaohua Palace, Erniang Qiao's expression suddenly changed and she asked worriedly, "Are the people on the mountain okay?"
"Don't worry, Er Niang, there is no one on the mountain."
Zhong Wen's answer made her feel relieved, "It's just that the building and the mountain are somewhat damaged."
"That's good. Since we have to renovate Piaohua Palace, let's go help together!" Qiao Erniang said with a sigh of relief.
"Yes, thank you for your help." Zhong Wen answered hesitantly, and then changed the subject, "Then I'll leave first. This little kid can't see Sister Ran, so he must miss her very much."
After saying that, without waiting for Qiao Erniang to reply, he suddenly waved his sleeves.
Everyone felt their eyes flicker, and when they came back to their senses, Zhong Wen, Liu Tiedan and "Zhong Wen No. 2" had disappeared.
"Master's magical power is really amazing." Shi Xiaolong's face was full of admiration, "I don't know when I will have such power that reaches the heaven and the earth."
"Everyone, come with me."
Qiao Erniang stared at the direction Zhong Wen left for a moment, then turned around and smiled tenderly at Shi Xiaolong and others, "Let's go up the mountain now."
…
"This, this is..."
About a moment later, looking at the mountain in front of her that was almost one-third shorter, and the Piaohua Palace building on the top of the mountain that had been reduced to ruins, Qiao Erniang was dumbfounded, silent for a long time, and fell into deep self-isolation.