"Master, look, what is that!"

The lively Mao Xiaoan was the first person to discover the light of fire in the sky.

"I don't know. But it seems to be a human being?" Wang Dong was moved in his heart: "No matter what it is, it seems that the situation is going to fall here, let's go first."

Wang Dong, like Mao Xiaoan, had already retreated with most of the low-level soul monks when the war started.

Many timid soul monks simply fled without a trace, but there were still many soul monks nearby, watching the battle or waiting.

However, because of the fight one after another, first the martial saint and then the super saint. These many soul monks first retreated five miles away, then ten miles away, and now they have retreated to twenty miles away.

Wang Dong ignored the others and only caught Mao Xiaoxiaoan and jumped up and down. First he ran away to a distance.

Mao Xiaoan showed admiration as he ran away: "Master, do you think Brother Zuo can beat those people? You said that two fists are no match for four hands. Do you think I can be as powerful as him?"

"As long as you practice diligently, you will definitely have a chance." Wang Dong said seriously.

In fact, Wang Dong didn't want to lie to his apprentice. A martial saint like Zuo Wuzhou, who was only a hundred years old, could kill super-saint monsters. I'm afraid he was the only one in the history. Wang Dong knew that his apprentice was very good. But he definitely didn't.

So good that he is like a monster.

However, young people always need some encouragement, don't they? Wang Dong thought of his master who also encouraged him in this way, and his heart felt sour, and his hatred was aroused again.

Mao Xiaoan didn't understand this. He only saw Zuo Wuzhou showing his power and beating the crap out of many people. This was what he yearned for.

"Here we come." Wang Dong stared at the increasingly larger fire rainbow. The fire rainbow fell! A crystal red line was drawn in the sky.

The soul monks from all walks of life basically fled away and vacated this place.

This winter rainbow suddenly fell down, and it landed on a small mountain range. It fell diagonally and shook with a roar, punching a hole through the mountain.

There was another crash, and it crashed into a large lake on the edge of the mountains, blowing up most of the water in the lake and evaporating it.

The lake water fluctuated violently. Suddenly, a burly middle-aged man full of hostility slowly rose from the lake. He took a deep breath and showed his anger: "Humph. You asked me to come down to the real soul world, why don't you come down in person?"

"However, the spiritual energy here is," the burly middle-aged man felt, and was immediately ecstatic: "The spiritual energy here is abundant beyond imagination."

The burly middle-aged man shook himself off, his wet clothes became dry and clean, and he made a tour: "Hey, there are a lot of people here." He paused, pointed at someone, and said with arrogance, "Come here!"

Wang Dong took one look at this middle-aged man, and his heart suddenly beat wildly. He remembered a very secret thing that his master had said: "Is there really such a place?"

Many soul monks were watching the burly middle-aged man from far or near, showing curiosity.

The burly middle-aged man pointed at someone impatiently: "You, come here!"

After scanning with disdain for a week, there were really quite a few soul cultivators here. The burly middle-aged man said scornfully: "In a place with such abundant spiritual energy, there are only these few cultivations. It is simply pitiful and ridiculous. The people in the next three days are indeed all

waste

"If such a good place was given to me to practice, I would have already reached the middle level or even the top level of Yuanhun."

This statement was actually spoken unscrupulously.

A cold voice suddenly sounded: "Who do you think is a waste!"

Feng Qingqing landed hundreds of meters away. The burly middle-aged man's expression changed and he laughed wildly: "I'm just a low-ranking Yuanhun. I think this is the strongest one here! I just want to ask you Yuanhun strongmen to find out.

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As soon as his breath moved, the burly middle-aged look disappeared without a trace: "There are two more Yuanhun inferiors, that's not right,"

The burly middle-aged man stepped on the lake dumbfounded and saw the inferiors of the super saint arriving one after another. He almost froze, swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, and turned pale: "How can there be such inferiors with multiple souls?

"

As Gu Dingtian and others arrived one after another, there was no trace of arrogance in the burly middle-aged man.

"You go!"

Feng Qing looked coldly at the soul monks who were watching: "Let's go!"

Gu Dingtian said solemnly: "Let's go, let's go immediately, the farther we go, the better."

Gu Biexian released his breath fiercely, and said with a chilling voice: "Whoever dares to stay here except the super saint, I will personally twist off his head."

The three super saints ordered everyone to be chased away, who dared to stay. Wang Dong looked back, thinking, and decisively gritted his teeth and retreated.

However, Zuo Wuzhou arrived just a little late, and when he heard Gu Bixian's words, he said calmly: "Gu Chaosheng is so majestic, could he want to drive us away too!"

Gu Bixian's face suddenly froze. Even though he was so powerful, he didn't dare to ask Zuo Wudan for it. Not to mention Zuo Wuzhou's own power, the super saint-level assassin next to him was already feared.

How many minutes.

If he really wanted to show off his face and say something, Gu Bixian really couldn't do it. After all, he was a veteran super saint for more than a thousand years. He had no choice but to pretend it didn't happen and didn't hear anything.

There is no choice, who makes the situation stronger than the person.

Stronger than a human, stronger than a horse, how come there are martial saints from the four major realms on Zuo Wudan's side, plus a super saint assassin. Except for the Soul Heaven Sect, any sect can be destroyed at will.

"I'm fine. I'll be able to recover after a while."

Noticing the concerned looks in Jun Wang and Ji Xiaomo's eyes, Zuo Wuzhou nodded in annoyance and said goodbye. The two women's eyes immediately separated.

Meng Wu and others arrived one after another, and Gu Dingtian and others secretly frowned. They were about to persuade Meng Wu and others to leave, but when they thought of Zuo Wudan's temper, they gave up the idea immediately: "This guy's temper is unpredictable.

We have to fight first."

Apart from the breath of Lian Canghai, there are actually people arriving one after another

The territory of the True Soul Realm is so vast, but this burly middle-aged man actually fell here without going anywhere else. This is a rare and rare good fortune.

After all the other soul monks had left, Gu Dingtian and the others looked at each other. Zuo Wuzhou glanced at the others, frowning and thinking: "It seems that these people have something to hide, but Sikong and the others don't seem to know about it.

"

The burly middle-aged man showed fear and forced a smile: "Brothers, the following are from"

"Do it!" Gu Dingtian shouted fiercely, taking the lead to pounce forward.

Sikong and Lu Guangnian were astonished: "What's going on? You kill me without even asking?"

Jun Wang frowned slightly, making people feel pity for him. He floated down beside Zuo Wuzhou and said softly, "It seems wrong. Do you know where this person came from?"

Zuo Wuzhou didn't hesitate, and said calmly through his mouth: "This person seems to have come from the last three days."

"What are the last three days?" Jun Wang's eyes darkened, and Zuo Wuzhou patiently explained.

The three super saints of Gu Ding Tian launched their attacks without saying a word, forcing the frightened and angry burly middle-aged man in the middle, making him unable to say a word.

While explaining and taking a handful of medicine to restore his soul power, Zuo Wuzhou calmly ordered: "Recuperate quickly and regain your energy."

After staring for a long time, Gu Xuan's eyes showed anger and a wry smile, and he sighed: "According to Gu Wangzhi, he was besieged several times like this back then. In the end, he still didn't escape."

"Oh, it seems that there is a hidden meaning in this." Zuo Wuzhou said slowly, looking at the super saint, who actually died in a remote place in the Dharma Soul World. He didn't realize anything at first, but now he realized this Waiting for sadness.

"We had visitors for the past three days!"

The more Zuo Wuzhou thought about it, the more horrified he became. First there was the past of Gu Wang. Then there was the skeleton of a visitor who had been there for the past three days in Yuhui Plain, and there was also the mysterious and powerful skeleton of the bottomless abyss.

In the past, Zuo Wuzhou had doubts about how many visitors there were from the last three days in millions of years. What were the purposes of these visitors from the last three days? Why did they disappear and almost die in remote places? .

"Could it be true, as I suspected, that the visitors of the past three days were killed by the Hun Tian Sect?" Zuo Wuzhou was shocked and revealed his disbelief: "Think about it, except for the Hun Tian Sect, no one can kill them all. The one I sent here has had visitors for the last three days."

For millions of years, no one has been able to go to Shangsantian. This is not entirely because no one can become a super saint, but because the Huntian Sect has resorted to poisonous means to maintain its rule.

"But, why did Gu Dingtian and the others start killing people without even saying a word, without even asking about their origins?" The more Zuo Wuzhou thought about it, the more he vaguely felt that he was close to some truth that had been buried for millions of years. .

In the last three days, the battle between the heavens. What is the truth?

"I want the truth, and I want no one to be able to block my path!" Zuo Wuzhou repeated this to himself in his heart.

No matter what the truth is, as long as it is related to the soul path, Zuo Wuzhou must uncover it.

Zuo Wuzhou lowered his head, then raised it again. There were fireworks in his eyes: "Everyone, follow me and save people."

Even though this burly middle-aged man was inferior to Yuanhun, Gu Dingtian and the others could not defeat him, even though they were injured. The combined attack power of the three men quickly put this burly middle-aged man at an absolute disadvantage.

Just when the burly middle-aged man was getting more and more injured and was desperately trying to use the "Soul Shock", Zuo Wuzhou suddenly led his troops to join the battle, immediately breaking the deadlock.

Gu Dingtian and the others were caught off guard, shocked and angry: "Zuo Wuzhou, what do you want!"

Gu Dingtian was stabbed here and there like a ghost by the "assassin" who came and went without a trace, and he was beaten so hard that he roared again and again.

Feng Qing, on the other hand, was held by Xiaohan from the front. The more Gu Xuan and Song Hu came and went without a trace, the more Feng Qing was so angry that her lungs were about to explode. For a while, there was nothing she could do.

As for Gu Biexian, he was simply entangled by Ji Tong and Tai Sui.

The two domain martial saints joined together, although they were not able to defeat the super saints, they could still be entangled for a while and a half, and it was no problem.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zuo Wudan and Lian Canghai had already penetrated into it. Before the burly middle-aged man could say thank you, he saw Zuo Wudan coming towards him with an indifferent claw. He was immediately shocked: "You, who are you helping? Side!"

This burly middle-aged man was tall and strong, and his speed was quite astonishing. When he shrunk his body, he actually became a little shorter, and he fled away like water.

"Comparing speed with me?" Zuo Wudan was speechless. He flicked his sleeves, his black hair curled up in an astonishing way and stepped on his feet: "Fire Thunder Wings.!"

You are faster, I am faster than you!

The speed of "Fire Thunder Wings" is astonishing and terrifying. It doesn't even need "Fire Hundred Wings" to rival the Super Saint.

The burly middle-aged man ran away in a hurry. Feeling Zuo Wuzhou's momentum, he looked back and was stunned: "What the hell is this speed? It's faster than a super saint!"

"This is my speed!" Zuo Wudan spread his wings like a gill-peng, flapped his fire wings, and immediately caught up with him. He fell like a meteor. He stepped on the man's back and caught a few soul-forbidden needles.

Ready to go!
To be continued...