Void Island.
The few remaining people raised their eyes and looked at Xu Xiaoshou who chased after him with his sword from the space crack and then calmly returned from the space crack, and were speechless for a long time.
At that moment, the giant kingdom beneath his feet was connected to the space of the Holy God Continent.
Rao Yaoyao can get out, Xu Xiaoshou can get out.
Naturally, everyone can also hear a few "Yu Lao save me" from the outside world from Rao Yaoyao.
And Xu Xiaoshou's incomparable indifference is as cold as the death sentence: "One thought of gods and Buddhas, one thought of prajna."
The mournful cry of the Holy Meteor that followed was a positive reflection of the result after Xu Xiaoshou drew his sword.
Rao Yaoyao, was killed by his Prajna Mu!
Holy fall!
Everyone has big doubts in their minds:
They all arrived at the Holy Continent, and no one from the Rao clan of the Holy Emperor family stepped in to help Rao Yaoyao?
What happened to the old man Rao Yaoyao said that he couldn't save Rao Yaoyao from Xu Xiaoshou who had lost the power of the four holy emperors?
How could Xu Xiaoshou be able to gain enlightenment in one day, summon the Holy Tribulation to be cut off by the gate of the second plane, step into the highest mountain of ancient sword cultivation, and display the second state of Prajna no more that his teacher could only master?
Too many, too many questions!
Xu Xiaoshou, he is just a junior with great reputation, how can He Dehe do all this?
In front of the Void Island, everyone felt that even putting him together with Yu Lingdi was lowering the title of the leader of the spiritual department.
Now Xu Xiaoshou draws his sword and kills the saint. No matter what the process is, the result is this. He has completed a feat that spans the ages.
His achievements, if you think about it carefully, have completely surpassed the eight masters of "three-breath innate, three-year sword immortal"!
"Times are about to change..."
Looking at the black figure that came from high altitude, but whose aura and momentum were gradually declining, many people who were looking up thought like this in their hearts:
With Xu Xiaoshou as the leader, another era in which the waves behind push the waves ahead is coming again.
The last time it was ten seats, this time it was named Xu Xiaoshou, and it was too early, leaving no time for his peers at all.
The water ghost watched the staggering Xu Xiaoshou return, as if he saw a sleeping giant waking up.
At the last moment, it was actually Rao Yaoyao whom he let go.
Let the tiger return to the mountain... This mountain must be Yunlun's mountain.
The water ghost doesn't quite know the true thoughts of the Eight Masters, but he can still guess a thing or two.
If Xu Xiaoshou finally gives up and doesn't pursue the pursuit, Rao Yaoyao will still die, and will die under the power of his secondary door, and then the cause and effect will be borne by his water ghost alone. This is what was planned, and the ending
It won't change.
If Xu Xiaoshou chooses to pursue him, it will be a development now, and the water ghost will let Xu Xiaoshou out and let him become famous in the Yunlun battle.
After all, the path of ancient sword cultivation and the method of cultivation are different from those of spiritual refiners.
Xu Xiaoshou, who is half of the Eight Masters, also needs to be nourished by "fame".
This is the reason why the name "Saint Slave Master" was widely spread around the time Xu Xiaoshou landed on the island.
This move by the water ghost is the last step to add fuel to the flames.
Of course, whether Xu Xiaoshou can bear the consequences after beheading him depends on his own ability.
The water ghost doesn't care much about these.
His mission has ended, he has retired after his success, and it is the Eight Masters who should consider these things.
Not far away, Dao Qiongang, who also knew that the victory was decided and had stopped fighting, looked at the young figure with a somewhat complicated expression.
He lost.
Total loss.
Even the plan to cultivate a good chess piece that could be used in such a foreseeable defeat was smashed by Xu Xiaoshou.
Sure enough, the biggest variable in Void Island is this young man, nothing else.
That change that he Dao Qiongcang failed to calculate on Guizhe Holy Mountain at that time really caused him to lose everything. He couldn't even take a breath to save some money for the next plan.
"The future life is terrible..."
Dao Qiongcang laughed out loud, his eyes filled with nostalgia, recalling the turbulent state of mind he had when he was young and fighting against various geniuses.
Soon, he calmed down and his face no longer fluctuated much.
Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is the inability to accept failure.
In the eyes of the world, the situation of the Holy Temple is completely over and completely defeated.
In Dao Qiongcang's eyes, this is only the worst outcome, but everything has been expected.
This was already evident when he did not choose to take action himself on the Guizhe Holy Mountain, but instead left full power to Yan Wuse to handle the Void Island situation.
At that time, he was in the sky, and in the end he had no choice but to die, and even his body was implicated.
As for now, the outcome is one dead, two dead, or all dead...
Now that things have come to this point, it doesn't really matter anymore to think about it.
From the beginning to the end, this is not your own battlefield, but the enemy's back garden.
So, how to use these deaths to exert residual heat is what the real authorities should consider.
At this moment, Dao Qiongqiang's heart was cold and his blood was also cold. He had long been used to this kind of self.
He could even calmly calculate that the next two developments would be:
Or, this time, the people on Guizhe Holy Mountain and even the five Holy Emperor families were awakened by such shocking information, and the power of the Holy Temple can be re-twisted into a rope under his leadership to fight against the Holy Slaves.
Or, he could resign, but he wouldn't die. He would just leave the next mess to them to deal with, and by the way, all the eyes of the world would be focused on him, so that he could continue his research.
Both developments can be accepted by Tao Qiongcang, and neither is a loss.
Therefore, Dao Qiongcang felt very sorry that Rao Yaoyao could not become his sharpest sword.
But that's all.
He is not a person who dwells on the past.
Compared to this Rao family's sword whetstone, Xu Xiaoshou's world-famous sword was sharpened in advance, so Dao Qiongcang felt that Rao Yaoyao deserved his death.
A chess piece worth only eight points fulfilled her mission excessively:
Knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger awakened the Guizhe Holy Mountain, broke the balance of the five holy emperor families, forced out the trump card of the Eight Masters in advance, and put the immature Xu Xiaoshou at the forefront of the public attention.
Rao Yaoyao's death was so worth it!
Dao Qiongcang doesn't know how long it will take Xu Xiaoshou, who lost the power of the Holy Emperor and fell back to the throne realm overnight, to recover and truly reach the semi-saint realm.
But he knew that this boy's ambition was greater than that of the Eight Masters, and he had more abilities. The foundation of the road was as solid as a rock, which meant it was harder to kill!
During the period of his growth and development, even if the process is short, can he bear so many gazes, including the gaze of the Holy Emperor?
Killing with praise is the most invisible way to kill someone.
After Xu Xiaoshou finishes the Void Island, it is time for the world to roast him on the fire. Whether he will become a roasted suckling pig or a real gold that is not afraid of fire, the sky will wait and see.
The Dao Palace Master, who had considered all the interests in a short period of time, quickly turned his gaze to the other side and saw the Eight Masters who had been brought into the battle by Mei Jiren who had woken up.
He believed that the current Xu Xiaoshou could not imagine so many follow-ups, but Bazun Shu could imagine them.
So this person is really crazy, he dares to believe that Xu Xiaoshou can successfully find a way out in the turmoil by doing something like this.
Life or death lies in the future.
So, Xu Xiaoshou, how will you develop?
Will you follow the path I have arranged for you and be used by me?
There was a hint of expectation in Dao Qiongcang's eyes.
"So tired..."
"I've reached the top and can't hold on any longer..."
After returning from the space crack, Xu Xiaoshou's strength flowed away quickly like ebbing water.
He was so weak that he almost fainted and stumbled in the air.
"Xu Xiaoshou!" The fragrant wind blew across his face, and a silver-haired teary Xi'er stepped forward and supported Xu Xiaoshou, who was weakening after the fierce battle.
"Come on." Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were drooped, his whole body was cracked, and he almost fell into the sky. He tilted his head and lay in the soft arms of his junior sister. It was rare for him to feel at ease.
"Okay! You should rest first." Upon seeing this, Xieyier couldn't help but feel a flash of distress in her eyes.
To be continued...