Ouyang Chili looked at the pale-faced Emperor Shitian and said worriedly: "Master Heavenly King...you..."
Emperor Shitian waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, it's just a price that must be paid. Fate, haha, it's really interesting."
While Emperor Shitian was silently recovering from the injuries caused by the backlash of fate, the six-person group in the Question and Answer Space gradually came back to their senses.
Lin Mo looked at Leng Chuluo seriously and said seriously:
"Do you believe it?"
Leng Chuluo was silent for a moment, without shaking his head or nodding, but said in a complicated tone:
"I want to believe it, but I don't want to believe it.
To be honest, I no longer have the courage to watch it."
The others did not understand the meaning of their words. Only Huangfu Lingyun frowned and looked at the light curtain that was about to show another image:
"It's no longer our choice whether to watch or not."
[In the dilapidated small city, a tall figure wearing a green robe is holding a spear to block the incoming army from the front! 】
"That's Peng Enyu's prison iron gun." When Huangfu Lingyun saw this scene, he already knew the true identity of Garuda.
The expressions of others were not too surprised. After all, in the previous analysis of the first question, Peng Enyu's blind trust in Lin Mo almost explained the relationship between the two.
[With one against ten, one against a hundred, one against a thousand, facing a seemingly endless number of soldiers, Garuda still chose to stay behind. After a bloody roar, he actually put away his spear! 】
[I saw the phantom of a terrifying ferocious beast emerging from behind him. Its shape is like a goat body and a human face, its eyes are under the armpits, it has tiger teeth and human claws, and its voice is like a baby. 】
【It’s Taotie!】
[The next breath, a wave of peerless ferocity erupted from his body. As his eyes were swallowed up by the ferocious light, he charged into the crowd alone! 】
[Yin Hong’s hands have turned into sharp claws, and the open mouth is more like a bottomless abyss. Every pore of him exudes a powerful suction force, swallowing up those soldiers! No, it’s devouring! 】
Gang of beggars.
Peng Enyu's whole body began to tremble, with fear, anger, and an inexplicable hatred. He stared at himself like a beast in the picture, and there was a wave of despair in his heart that he wanted to kill himself.
But the disciples of the Beggar Clan who trusted him walked up to him one by one, ignoring his beast-like look in the light screen, and said seriously:
"Brother Peng, no matter what happens, you are our Brother Peng."
A nearly similar scene also appeared in the light curtain.
[Those warriors who had left due to the death of Garuda ran back one by one and saw Peng Enyu who had become red-eyed and even lost himself completely.]
[None of them showed any fear. Instead, they gritted their teeth and rushed forward one by one, hugging Peng Enyu tightly. 】
[That terrifying suction force is still swallowing up everything around it unscrupulously.]
[One human skin, two human skins...ten human skins.]
[The non-stop shouting finally woke up Peng Enyu. His eyes were slightly confused, but after seeing the things in his hands clearly, his emotions completely collapsed. 】
[The scene changes, and in a dense forest and valley, a person steps into it. The bright silver spear, the green robe that blends in with the surrounding environment, and a slightly lonely but resolute back figure. 】
When seeing this scene, Ouyang Chili's expression felt a little strange. He looked at Emperor Shitian and said eagerly:
"Lord Heavenly King, don't force your calculations anymore!"
Bang!
This time Emperor Shitian's eyes exploded, two dark holes filled the eye sockets, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
"I saw it."
[On the top of a corpse mountain built with countless bones, a man is sitting on a throne looking down at the land of China. His green robe is still the same as before, but he is wearing a dark green ferocious inner armor! 】
[As he pointed forward, countless shouts of killing rang out, the fierce aura covered the sky and the sun, and the nine suns in the sky fell to the ground. Such a shocking scene of natural disaster did not attract his attention at all. 】
[When the first round of the sun was already a hundred meters away from him, he gently snapped his fingers, and the fleeting powerful aura completely annihilated these nine rounds of scorching sun! 】
[At this time, behind him is no longer the gluttonous shadow, but an indescribable existence that seems to have descended from the evil god in the sky! 】
[The only things that can be vaguely seen are the four vague patterns of ferocious beasts on its body, Taotie, Chaos, Qiongqi, and Taotao!]
"Why! Why!" At this time, Peng Enyu's expression became even more broken. He had no idea how he became like this.
Later, a group of high-level officials from the Beggar Clan arrived and without saying a word, they directly carried Peng Enyu away, who had fainted due to excessive emotion.
........................................
In the question and answer space, Ouyang Chili said thoughtfully:
"Lord Heavenly King, the move of Nine Suns Falling to the Ground should be the "Nine Suns Divine Skill" that you taught Lord Gandharva."
Emperor Shitian rubbed his newly grown eyes, nodded and said:
"Yes, but Gandharva should hold back. Before I left the main world, he had already reached the realm of the Ten Sun Sacred Fire.
If these nine suns are all composed of white flames, Peng Enyu would not be able to solve it so easily."
"so......"
"It doesn't matter, although this is the near future, I can't confirm when it will be, so don't rush back. Besides, haven't you already prepared..."
Ouyang Chili waved the Vermillion Bird Feather Fan in his hand gently, nodded and stopped the topic in time.
The six people who answered the questions obviously have a certain psychological tolerance for this video.
Including Xuan Zhan, who had just recovered from the fact that his senior brother was Mohu Luojia and would beat him violently in the future, he also returned to normal.
Huangfu Lingyun wanted to ease the tense atmosphere and coughed dryly:
"Have you discovered that this Eight Tribesmen or the Human Realm Association doesn't seem to be a decent person..."
Jian Wenqing snorted coldly, seemingly sarcastically, but his tone was a bit sour.
"A madman who slaughtered half of the people, and a big dragon leader of the Blue Dragon Society. How can the combined force of these two be decent!
And Huangfu Lingyun, don’t forget that you are also a member of the Eight Tribes!”
Huangfu Lingyun shrugged indifferently. He was still recalling the scene when Jiuyang fell to the ground in his mind. That exquisite use of the power of the Sun really made him admire and envy him.
At this time, the video played again, but before the image emerged, a poetic trumpet sounded throughout the world.
[Shiyao Chenxing Jun is on the road, cutting the sky, and Jiusu Huashang!]
[Thousands of armies trampled through the land of Youfu, massacred the Kingdom of Ming, and destroyed hundreds of dynasties!]
Li Shu, who had been paddling silently, couldn't hold back anymore when he heard this poem. He beheaded and butchered again and again, and he was probably a ruthless person.
He now felt like a little sheep in a pack of wolves, thanks to Jian Wenqing, the husky, who was drawing hatred, otherwise he would have been swallowed up without any wool left.
This also includes the seemingly benevolent Xuan Zhan. In the video, when he was fighting Mohu Luojia, he looked evil and awe-inspiring, and he didn't look like a good person.