After all, the jade token has been confirmed to be the Holy Slave Xu Xiaoshou himself, whoever uses it will die.
Mo Mo followed closely and stepped into the space crack.
This is not the first time she has traveled through the space flow, and she has already achieved a state of mind that remains calm.
After the space crack heals.
After a long time, on top of the Antelope Peak of Gongyang Mountain, a handsome man jumped down, with his red robe casually thrown over his shoulders, and his chest exposed.
His eyes were slightly squinted, narrow and long.
His hands held two illusory blue crescent moons, with sacred patterns flowing on them.
"The seventeenth batch of stowaways, it seems they are not mine..."
He landed near the position where Xu Xiaoshou had just entered the space rift.
After a long pause, he sniffed slightly, his eyes flashed, and he smiled with satisfaction.
"The smell of ghost beasts..."
"It seems that this is my prey!"
As if feeling something, Yue Gongli stopped to analyze the direction of the smell and raised his eyes to look into the distance.
The world in front of me seemed to turn scarlet for a moment.
He blinked and felt that the orange and black duo he had just seen was just an illusion.
He tried to remember, but couldn't remember anything.
"interesting!"
Yue Gongli gently swirled the illusive blue moon on his hands with his fingertips, then put his fingers against his forehead and said to himself:
"Is this the ability of the Blood World Pearl?"
"Am I cursed?"
…
Xuanwu vein.
On top of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, which is seventy-two stories high.
A burly man with a beard was holding his legs, pressing his knees against his chin, curling up into a ball and staring ahead.
It was the first time for the new head of the war department to participate in such a high-intensity mission as "Operation Tianzhu", and he seemed to be full of nervousness.
Even though his eyes were numb, he didn't even blink for fear of missing some important information:
"Form No. 365, the commander in red is in position."
"Form No. 484, Hong Jing in white is in position."
"Form No. 7, Zhao Chang in white is in position."
"..."
"Qinglong Vein, Ao Sheng is in place."
"White Tiger Pulse, Xi is in place."
"Suzaku pulse, fish knows the temperature is in place."
"..."
The Tian group’s exclusive combat communicator continuously sounds various announcement sounds.
People in red clothes and white clothes, even in the outside world, they are the captains or deputy teams of various teams. Here they can only call the time and can't hear other sounds.
The six leaders are different. They can hear the red robes, white robes, and each other's announcements.
Maybe there is another level above?
Should that be the voice of everyone that can be heard by the Second Master, the Third Emperor, and the Four Divine Envoys?
Maybe there is something further up?
Fangfang didn't know.
He only knew that "such and such should be in place" was a rigid rule set by the Taoist Palace Master.
Everyone must check in regularly, just in case.
I heard that Xu Xiaoshou has all kinds of weird abilities to manipulate other people's spirits and seize other people's bodies. He is simply the incarnation of the evil god of the Southern Region.
Fangfang is still quite afraid of the holy slave Shou Ye.
He felt that the quieter the surroundings, the more this fear would be amplified, so he ran out of words and asked aloud:
"Senior Sledgehammer, why do others only have one person guarding each point, but we need two people to guard it here?"
"I don't know! But if you insist on calling me that, wouldn't it be better to call him Senior Wang or Senior Wang Dachui?"
Wang Dachui was squeezed into the corner of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, looking at the firm ball of flesh curled up into a ball. The more he looked at it, the more disgusting he felt, and he scolded:
"You only develop muscles, not a brain. You ask questions about everything. Don't you know how to think?"
Fangfang's palms were sweaty. She scratched her head and then speculated:
"Could it be that... the probability of Master Shou appearing here is relatively high, and the Dao Palace Master asked us to guard against it together, to prevent being killed instantly and not even being able to reach Nirvana after reporting the point?"
"Shut your crow mouth, the tone of your words makes you want to puke!" Wang Dachui retched.
Fangfang has been here for a long time and has long been accustomed to Wang Dachui's speaking style of "swearing means doting".
He squirmed, turned around, and blinked curiously:
"Sledgehammer, senior Wang, I heard that you have met that master and even beat him up?"
"How is his strength? Does he also have three heads and six arms, just like the god of Shura Tao?"
I just beat him to death!
I almost didn't end up being played to death by him like your predecessor, the leader. It was just fate!
Wang Dachui groaned and didn't know what he was talking about. Anyway, Fangfang couldn't understand a word of those curse words.
The communicator once again heard a clear voice:
"Qinglong Vein, Ao Sheng is in place."
"At the No. 1 formation, Ao Sheng's clone is in place. The first God-Slaying Token has been inserted into one of the three tablets at the Ranming site... What does the sudden prompt 'Searching for the location of the second God-Slaying Token' mean? It's a female voice.
"I'm not the only one here? Is there anyone alive?" This voice was a little more nervous, which could be heard from the continuous questions.
"Suzaku Pulse, Yu Zhiwen is in place. That is the Taoist Palace Master's 'God Searching Formation'. It is searching for the location of the God-Slaying Order in the Secret Area of ​​Four Symbols. It is not a living person, so don't worry."
"Qinglongmai, I am Ao Sheng, why is it such a enchanting female voice? Isn't this scary? Isn't there another God-Slaying Order? What should I do if we find ours?"
"Suzaku Pulse, Yu Zhiwen is in place, and the other one is outside. The only thing found is...well, Xu Xiaoshou's location."
Is it so fast? Have you already started searching for the location of Saint Slave Master?
When Fangfang, a bearded man huddled in a ball on the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, heard this, he hurriedly interjected:
"Xuanwu Vein, Fangfang is in place."
Wang Dachui's bird song was interrupted for a moment, and he hurriedly followed up: "Xuanwu Vein, Wang Dachui will..."
laugh!
In front of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, a gap in space torn open by a blunt instrument appeared, and an old man dressed in black jumped in.
Wang Dachui was stunned.
Fangfang was also stunned.
So ostentatious?
Nowadays, the stowaways don’t even try to hide themselves at all, and come in directly in front of the head of the Sixth Department?
Who are you looking down on?
"Hey, there's someone here...Wang Dachui? Long time no see!"
The old man's hair was already gray, but his eyes were bright and clear, and his face was a little dirty. It took a few more looks to recognize his identity.
To be continued...