A month later, under the reflection of the blue sea, the sky seemed to become particularly clear and blue, and the floating white clouds added a bit of beauty to the scenery.

Ye Zhao led the little flower demon and strolled on the beach, and deliberately called the Red Fairy out of the small world.

Fairy Red floated beside Ye Zhao, enjoying this quiet time. Ye Zhao looked up into the distance. The inn shopkeeper was indeed not wrong. The sea water here was very beautiful.

The sea water closest to the beach appears light blue, and then the color gradually turns green, and further away, it gradually turns from green to dark blue, just like ribbons of different colors floating on the sea surface, which is clearly divided and very pleasant and beautiful.

The waves gently slapped the beach, the leaves of the palm trees swayed in the wind, and the little flower demon was barefoot, stepping on the soft sand, and a big smile appeared on his face.

The little flower demon often feels grateful to Ye Zhao. If it weren't for Ye Zhao, who was still performing circus on the streets of the Daxia Dynasty, how could he have seen such a scenery?

Every time I go to a world, I can see different scenery, and the little flower demon feels very satisfied.

In this month, Ye Zhao removed twenty eye chambers, but he never found Su Rushi, which made Ye Zhao feel a little headache, but he did not force him to learn that I was lucky to lose my life. It has been so long since I had passed. It is possible that Su Rushi is dead, which has caused Ye Zhao to lose his enthusiasm for removing the eye chamber.

Ye Zhao didn't care whether the summoning ceremony of the Demon Lord was successful. He pulled out the eye room, except for looking forward to finding Su Rushi, it was entirely for disgusting the Demon Lord. Who made him speak rudely to him?

Now, Ye Zhao's anger has almost disappeared, and there has been no news about Su Rushi for a long time, so he naturally lacks interest in removing the eye chamber.

Turning his head to look at the Red Fairy beside him, Ye Zhao asked with a smile;

"Senior, what I said to you before, I wonder what you are thinking about?"

Fairy Chi did not answer, but looked at the sea in front of her and asked, "Are you bringing me to see the sea today?"

"Yes, didn't you say before that I grew up by the beach? I heard that the beach here is the most beautiful, so I specially brought it to take a look."

Fairy Chi looked at Ye Zhao. Although she knew that the other party was obviously pleasing to him, Ye Zhao was neither humble nor arrogant. She directly admitted this matter in a peaceful tone, which also made Fairy Chi feel good. The little flower demon turned around and smiled at Fairy Chi and said;

"Master, just promise Master, I haven't learned all the knowledge of talismans from you yet."

Looking at the little flower demon, a hint of pampering appeared on Fairy Chi's face. After hesitating for a while, he finally spoke to Ye Zhao;

"Okay, I've been with you pretty well over the years, and I'm also worried that you will bully Rui'er in the future, so I'll go with you."

Ye Zhao showed a smile on his face; "I am very grateful for the trust of my seniors, and there are still many things to ask for advice in the future."

"I know you want to learn how to sacrifice your natal weapons. I will teach you when you are empty."

"Well, there is no hurry to see this. When a customer comes, I will send my senior back to the small world first."

Fairy Chi turned her head and looked at a large group of monks flying from the sky. They were densely packed, with at least hundreds of people.

Fairy Chi said and reminded, "You must be careful."

"Senior, don't worry, they can't hurt me." Ye Zhao smiled, waved his palm, and the Red Fairy returned to the small world, and the little flower demon also turned into a pink wreath and wrapped around Ye Zhao's wrist.

Ye Zhao's face was calm, and he stood with his hands behind his back, standing there, looking up at the horizon.

"Swoosh~swoosh~swoosh~"

Cultivators stepped on flying swords and fell from the sky, surrounding Ye Zhao. A man in a green robe walked out of the crowd and stared at Ye Zhao with a gloomy face;

"Wuling Master, don't be fine!"

Ye Zhao turned his head and looked, with a smile on his face; "Customer's magical calculation, how are you doing lately?"

If it is an unknown person, he will think that the two of them have not seen each other for many years and have greeted each other, but the common man knows how much he hopes that the other party will die immediately.

"You despicable villain, pretending to be a child of the Longevity World family, stealing the secret book of the Tiandao Sect, forcing my disciples to kill the people in the Datong King Capital, and using despicable means to kill the Grand Marshal of the Datong Kingdom and General Wei Wumo. The consequences are numerous and the world cannot tolerate it!"

As the common man's divine calculations were counted one by one, the monks around him also showed contemptuous eyes at Ye Zhao. Ye Zhao didn't care, but he just felt it was a bit fun.

The common man knows that he is accusing Ye Zhao, and that Ye Zhao knows that he is accusing him, but he can still speak so righteously, which makes Ye Zhao a little admire him. In terms of shamelessness, it is better to be ashamed~

The fairy Hua, who stood behind the common man's divine fortune, looked at Ye Zhao with complicated eyes, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Ye Zhao's eyes glanced around. Judging from the clothes worn by these monks, they should belong to different sects.

The Qinglian Holy Land, Penglai Holy Land, and Tiandao Sect all came, and some of them were not in contact with Ye Zhao, so he didn't know which sect they came from.

The people from Penglai Holy Land and Tiandao Sect will come to Ye Zhao for revenge, and Ye Zhao can understand it, but why are the people from Qinglian Holy Land? Turning to look at the Holy Son of Qinglian Holy Land, Ye Zhao asked;

"You are also here to seek revenge on me?"

The Son of Qinglian shouted loudly, "Of course, the common man has already helped us divine. The saint Su Rushi, I sent the saint Su Rushi, to be kidnapped by you, the traitor!"

Okay, another shit pot was placed on my head. Although I did have this plan, it has not been implemented yet, so I can only be considered a "preparing crime" at most.

However, Ye Zhao was too lazy to explain to them because no one would believe in him, and Ye Zhao didn't want to explain. Ye Zhao remembered that Mrs. Xiang once said something to him;

“Famousness is also a weapon in many cases.”

What I have encountered now is this weapon of "fame". All of these people were organized by the Common Man's God Summons. The Common Man's God Summons once used his fame to guarantee Ye Zhao, but now, the Common Man's God Summons also used his fame to raise the sharp sword that slashed towards Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao lit a cigar for himself, looked up at the common man's divine fortune teller, and asked with a smile;

"The common man's divine calculations, we can also meet each other. Can we divine me once?"

The common god frowned, "What do you want to divine?"

"Tell me when I will die."

The common man sneered, "This does not require divination, I can tell you clearly that you will die today." Ye Zhao nodded and said again, "Actually, I can also divine, I just divined, 'When will you die'. The result of divination is very surprising, and your death date is also today. Do you think, whose divination is more accurate?"

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The common man was stunned, with a murderous intent in his eyes, and he turned his head and asked the Saint Son of Qinglian softly;

"How long will it take for Young Master Qin from the Immortal Realm to arrive?"

"It's almost done, let's delay the time for now!"

Hearing this, Buyi Divine Summary instantly felt confident in his heart. Qin Feifan was not scary, but the terrible one was the person behind Qin Feifan;

"Shameless children will show their advantages, you..."

Ye Zhao waved his hand, "Don't talk nonsense, there is no need to waste time, just say, how much distance should I go before you can complete the encirclement?"

The common man's divine slap in his heart. Ye Zhao was so calm that he had to make him suspicious.

The saint son of the Qinglian Holy Land laughed and said, "The thief is really arrogant. If you have the seed, you can move forward twenty feet."

As soon as the Qinglian Saint Son finished speaking, Ye Zhao moved his body and instantly appeared twenty feet away. There was no change in his face. No one could see how he came, as if the other party was standing here.

Everyone gasped secretly. Can such a terrible speed be achieved by a monk?

The Son of Qinglian was also surprised, but he knew that Qin Feifan would arrive soon. Those of you could just hold the enemy for a moment. He suppressed the panic in his heart and directed loudly;

"All disciples obey the orders and set the Qinglian Sword Formation!"

The disciples of the Qinglian Holy Land drew out their swords and took strange steps to completely block the retreat behind Ye Zhao.

Not only the Qinglian Holy Land, but also the disciples of other sects formed various large formations to completely block all the escape directions of Ye Zhao, but no one was the first to attack Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao smiled. It was obvious that these people just wanted to surround themselves, so there would inevitably be masters coming in the future;

"Let's play with you~" Ye Zhao muttered;

With a little under his feet, Ye Zhao rushed into the sword formation instantly, strangled a monk's throat, and vomited the true energy in his palm slightly, completing a kill.

In the crowd, a ghostly purple shadow was shuttled back and forth, and someone would definitely fall down wherever he passed.

Formation? Formation is useless at this time. No matter how strong the formation is, it is still a dead object. It depends on the strength of the person who set up the formation. If the person who set up the formation cannot even lock the enemy's aura, how should he judge what he should do next?

In a moment, more than ten people died under Ye Zhao's men. The Son of Qinglian was full of anxiety and shouted to ask the common man's fortunes;

"What are you still standing there? Tell me quickly what will the enemy take next!"

The common man smiled bitterly and said in his heart, "If I could calculate this guy's actions, why would it develop into this situation today?"

Of course, it is impossible for the common god to say such words, so he could only look at the erratic purple shadow and use vague words based on the direction of the purple shadow's movement as his own calculation result.

"Hey, Buyi's God's Calculation, what are your calculations? Why are they all hindsights?"
Chapter completed!