It stands to reason that if you can cultivate to semi-sage level, even if your Taoist heart is broken, it will not be broken by fear.

He may have broken down because he clearly understood the essence of the cage theory and could not accept that he had been practicing Taoism in the opposite direction.

He shouldn't...

At least not like Pei Yuan!

In the deep sea of ​​Nanming, Dao Qiongang, who holds Pei Yuan's first-hand information in his hand, can understand a thing or two.

millennium.

A thousand years is a length of time that can be said to be long or short.

The Holy Continent basically changes its generation every thirty years. It is hard to imagine what Pei Yuan, who has lived for a thousand years but has shrunk for a thousand years, experienced during this period and what kind of mentality he has developed.

He was canonized at the age of forty-two.

However, in the more than a thousand years since then, the life has deteriorated further and further.

It is said that the longer a person lives, the more he will lose his original intention. Pei Yuan's original intention may have been crushed by Feng Yujin as early as the year he was canonized.

Even if he comes out to support the Holy Temple, it may be a courageous move to deceive himself and others, and a wild move to deceive the Taoist heart.

What happened to the Dead Sea, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't be killed by two blows.

Even the second blow used the great Brahma Dragon Sound of the Buddhist monk Zhengxin Buddha, which he had relied on for thousands of years to save his life.

Didn’t work…

This discrepancy between fantasy and reality breaks people's Taoist hearts, which is understandable.

"Go back and retire!"

At the Dead Sea, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't stand it anymore.

In order to survive, Pei Yuan said whatever he said at the moment.

The key is that I don't want his life, I just want his semi-holy status... Oh, this is indeed no different from wanting his life.

The impact of obsession on a person is indeed quite large.

The preaching mirror was still broadcasting, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't bear Pei Yuan's blasphemy of the semi-saint's name, so he caught Pei Yuan's soul body who was trying to escape in a hurry, but had no way out.

"Refining!"

It's like a devil refining his soul.

As Pei Yuan screamed in agony, a beautiful crystal gem was extracted from the mess of rice, just like extracting the essence of a medicinal liquid.

"Well."

Once the semi-saint status was gone, Pei Yuan's soul body almost collapsed, and peace finally returned to the Dead Sea.

Xu Xiaoshou took back his loot.

The battle to seize the Dao is a battle to seize the Dao. He really doesn't want to take Pei Yuan's life. As for whether this person wants to die or wants to live...

Xu Xiaoshou was too lazy to think about this problem.

He casually made a formation disk to collect the fragments of Pei Yuan's soul, intending to hand it over to Zhu Yiyi to take it out to Li Fugui.

Mr. Li will properly handle the remaining trivial matters.

His considerations are sometimes more detailed than his own, which is always reassuring.

"Wow..."

The pure water of the Dead Sea surges.

Xu Xiaoshou turned around and looked back.

At this moment, he felt the tide in the sea of ​​qi rising, and there were signs of a breakthrough in the Dead Sea.

If it hadn't been for the forbidden law of the Dead Sea, he might have been unable to hold himself back and faced a catastrophe.

"name……"

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly understood something.

Sure enough, in a fight with Ai Cangsheng, even if he barely gains the upper hand, in the eyes of the people of the Five Realms, this is just a trick.

The fact is that it is indeed a trick.

But his current name is still not worthy of his strength.

Only this time, in a frontal battle, Pei Yuan was captured with ease. This is a difference in combat power that can be seen by young and old in the five regions.

Under the influence of the preaching mirror, Xu Xiaoshou felt the growth and nourishment of this "name" so clearly for the first time.

"Passive value: 34207164."

He was thinking that if he continued to enter the Dead Sea so slowly, let alone his passive value, he would be able to maximize it.

When he goes out, I'm afraid not the entire Holy God Continent can suppress his reputation as the newly promoted "No. 1 Sword Immortal"!

Only in this way can latecomers compete with the overwhelming reputation of the unparalleled Ten Seats of the previous era!

"Steady, steady..."

"I still have a lot of things to do, right here in the Dead Sea, right in front of everyone!"

…

It was quiet all around.

No one here knows how boiling the five realms are at this moment.

Feng Zhongzui pointed his preaching mirror at Master Shou. He only knew what he was feeling at the moment. He felt a little scared even when he looked at Master Shou.

"Have you also unlocked your combat power?"

After Master Shou came over, he was as calm as if he had crushed an ant casually, and he could still speak casually.

But Beibei, who was staring directly at him, subconsciously avoided eye contact for no reason and lowered his face a little.

She had already lifted the Emperor Sword Tianjie.

She also felt that Xu Xiaoshou at this moment was a little different from Xu Xiaoshou before he was beheaded.

Of course, this was not because I was impressed by his majesty and had some kind of admiration... But Beibei thought about it over and over again and couldn't think of a reason, so he subconsciously said:

"Don't dare."

As soon as the words came out, Beibei successfully activated himself and his face turned red:

"Ah bah bah bah!"

"I mean, I have no intention of fighting with you... Huh?"

Isn’t this still “dare not”?

Thinking that Beibei himself was aware of his problem, Xu Xiaoshou teased him for a while and was too lazy to continue joking.

He took the semi-saint personality and the soul-sucking array plate with him, and glanced at the Holy Mountain Refuge Group one by one.

All with low eyebrows!

Even Fang Wenxin felt like he had touched a sharp sword that was unsheathed, and his soul was cut painfully.

He also lowered his head slightly.

When his eyes finally fell on Zhu Yiyi, this person on the first floor of the sky also shrank his neck for no reason.

But soon, he straightened up, and a belated surprise came over his face:

"Congratulations, Mr. Shou, for winning a city!"

"Then the rest..."

He turned to look at the Holy Mountain Refuge Group, already realizing that these were not the people on the first floor of the sky.

Beibei, Fang Wenxin is feeling well.

The other saints in the refuge group turned their heads slightly at this moment, wishing they could kill Zhu Yiyi with their eyes.

You are a dog!

Which pot should not be opened?

"That's enough."

Xu Xiaoshou had no desire to strike while the iron was hot.

Arriving in front of Zhu Yiyi, he handed the semi-saint personality and the soul-sucking array disk into his hands.

"Get out of the Dead Sea and do as I said before."

"Nothing will happen after that. You can go back to Xingjie, find Mr. Li, and hand the formation disk to him. He will know what to do."

"As for this semi-saint status..."

After a pause, Xu Xiaoshou grinned widely and patted Zhu Yiyi's cheek with both hands:

"Welcome you out of prison and see you off!"
To be continued...