“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The ambiguous laughter slid down from the dome of the palace, with delicate voices and charming charm, and everyone was stunned at the same time.

From the eight-faced king's traces to the present, his voice has always changed. Sometimes he is like a straightforward man, sometimes he is like a gentleman as gentle as jade, and now he is like a affectionate woman. It usually arouses all the curiosity of people, but now it is even more heartbreaking.

However, when thinking about the title of Eight-faced King, many people have realized it. Perhaps it is because of Eight-faced King that it makes him look different all the time.

"Prince Aoba, I wanted to let you go alone in front of your father, but now it seems that there is no need." The eight-sided king who couldn't see what was there said, "You seem to have a firm heart to advance and retreat with these mortals. You said that I ignored the superiority and inferiority and bullied the weak, and asked me to find the man from Longmen Inn? Haha, he saw you trapped here, but he was afraid of death and did not come to save him. It would be better if I didn't see such a person."

After the Eight-sided King finished speaking, the people of Yuanjing Sect remained the same. On the other hand, the people of Liusha were all showing unnatural expressions.

"Hmph, what a bullshit, how can my senior brother in charge be afraid of you? If he doesn't come, he will definitely cut off your dog's head when he comes!"

Li Xiaoguan straightened his back and pointed to the top of the hall and cursed.

"That's right, what's the point?" Li Xian had a common language with Li Xiaoguan for the first time, and echoed on the side.

Ao Ba said nothing, and his palms were slightly sweating.

From the beginning to now, he has been secretly sacrificing Taoism, trying over and over again, trying to open up the connection with the outside world, but never succeeded. His fear of the Eight-Faced King became even deeper. Ao Ba's inheritance is profound, so he naturally knew that the true immortal was controlling the mystery of the void, and the mysterious immortal could control the mystery of time and space. The mystery mastered by the Eight-Faced King was clearly time. Ao Ba was unprecedented in seeing such mystery that could turn time back. If it were not for the fact that it was impossible, he would have thought that the Eight-Faced King was a mysterious immortal.

Even if he is not Xuanxian, this eight-faced king is terrifyingly powerful.

An Bochen is also very strong, but after all, he has only been through the True Immortal for five years, and he is not as good as the Eight-faced King who has dominated history in Xiliuhai for a period of time.

The two really fought, and Ao Ba was not sure that An Bochen would win.

Another thing that made Ao Ba particularly wary was that he was not even sure that his father Ao Gui would be able to control the Eight-faced King. No matter where he was, everything was respected. If Ao Gui could not suppress the Eight-faced King, the Eight-faced King might not be able to act according to the plan, then it would be possible that the blade would really be bloody and fight to the death.

"You seem to be very confident in the person who has been refusing to show up."

The voice of the Eight-faced King sounded again, this time it was a middle-aged man who was like a bell.

Ao Ba, Li Xiaoguan, Yan Xiaodao, Li Xian and others felt a chilling look passing by, as if the sharpest blade in the world was cutting towards their hearts.

"So, I have to do something to you to make him show up."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaoguan, who had been holding his head up and his chest, shivered. He hesitated for a moment. Seeing that no one around showed any fear, Li Xiaoguan had to close his eyes and hold his head up to wait for the imaginary killing.

The killing did not come, what came was a bell.

A very crisp bell rang from in front of the sundial outside the palace.

"I didn't want to hurt the peace and let you enjoy the joy of time. Since you have said that, in order to attract that person, I have to bring you into the fear of time until he appears."

The voice of the Eight-faced King became light and ethereal, as if it was moving away.

Everyone in the palace should have felt relieved, but for some reason, after realizing that the Eight-faced King had completely left, everyone felt a little uneasy, as if they had suddenly lost some support. After all, their time was controlled by the Eight-faced King.

"It's moving, it's moving!"

A disciple of Yuanjing Sect exclaimed in joy.

The birds began to fly, the flowing clouds continued to flow, and at dusk, the sunset drooped, and the sky was gradually turning dark and dark after the last glory of the day.

Everyone was cheering and celebrating that time finally continued to move forward, completely forgetting the "fear of time" mentioned by the Eight-faced King before leaving.

Only Ao Ba stood in the middle of the palace, frowned, and looked up at the last bit of sunset.

"That eight-faced king is really terrifying. Adopted father, let's go and notify Master An as soon as possible."

Li Xian came over and said to Ao Ba.

"With his ability, I don't know how he would." Ao Ba said lightly.

"Yes." Li Xian nodded, and then said: "After signing an agreement with the King of Liusha Kingdom, we will go back to the inn."

"You kid, don't you feel anything wrong?" Ao Ba closed his eyes, felt it quietly, and then asked.

"No." Li Xian shook his head.

Opening his eyes, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. Ao Ba glanced at the busy people around him, then sat cross-legged: "I'll stay here tonight."

Li Xian was still trying to persuade him, but he saw that Ao Ba had closed his eyes, used an invisibility technique, and quietly stayed in the hall. Li Xian had no choice but to turn around and leave.

The moon sets west, the sky turns from black to white, and a day full of twists and turns is soon over.

Ao Ba meditated all night, and when he opened his eyes, his brows frowned deeply.

What he was afraid of still happened.

His eyes passed over the pavilions and towers in the palace and fell towards Princess Xisha's boudoir. Ao Ba saw the dead Prince Baolian. He was chattering and entangled with Prince Xisha. Then Prince Xisha fought with Prince Baolian. Li Xian appeared and killed Prince Baolian. Then the Blood Shadow Venerable appeared and kidnapped Li Xian and Princess Xisha... The same thing happened in front of Ao Ba. Even though he was the Dragon Immortal who already had the peak cultivation level of the sixth level, he could not stop sweating.

After a while, the scene in front of him was staged with Li Xiaoguan pretending to be angry, and Yan Xiaodao and Li Xian stepped forward to dissuade him.

Ao Ba watched nervously because he knew that according to the progress of yesterday's development, he wrote it down and it was his turn to appear.

Sure enough, accompanied by laughter, Ao Ba strode into the palace.

After stepping into the hall threshold, Ao Ba's arm trembled and he looked at him in a daze.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he had gone from a viewer to himself in the process of yesterday. A trance-like feeling came to his heart. Ao Ba couldn't help but feel like he was being held by a rein, playing his own role according to the development of yesterday's events.

When Ao Ba realized, the day had passed.

The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day... In this infinite cycle of reincarnation, I don’t know how many days I spent. Ao Ba struggled every day and night, wanting to do the opposite of that day and wanting to deviate from the process of the incident, but every resistance will eventually end in a daze to return to the original process of the incident.

Gradually, a look of fear appeared on Ao Ba's face. Although he was still talking and laughing, hysterical fear was condensed deep in his eyebrows.

Not only Ao Ba, but also everyone, the king of Liusha Kingdom, the ancestor of Liusha Kingdom, Li Xian, Li Xiaoguan, and Princess Xisha... They all fell into endless cycles, and were in a daze all day long. Every moment they would be stunned and realized, but in a moment, they would become dazed again. Their pupils were filled with fear, but their faces were filled with expressions of cooperation with their respective characters, like an empty and pale mask, and the story of that day was repeated day by day.

In the endless cycle of time, people are like dolls. In the end, even the immortals in the sixth level of heaven will become puppets and let time play with them...

......

At the corner of Fangta Street, in Longmen Inn, An Bochen raised his eyelids.

It took less than half an incense stick to leave and heading to the Quicksand King Palace.

"How can a true immortal master the mystery of time?"

Sima Jin sat cross-legged opposite An Bochen, thinking hard.

The moment the Eight-faced King appeared in the quicksand kingdom, An Bochen had already noticed it, but he did not expect that the Eight-faced King would take the initiative to take action first, and trap everyone in the time he sealed him before An Bochen found him. In other words, it was equivalent to a hostage in hand.

"I underestimated the monsters in Xiliuhai." An Bochen said: "No wonder Ao Guihui traveled thousands of miles to Xiliuhai to find these monster kings as allies."

"Yes, I was careless this time." Sima Jin smiled bitterly, and his white hand gently fell on An Bochen's arm: "Actually, as long as you bring me with you when you go, I can help you find out his weakness."

"No." An Bochen shook his head and decisively said: "There is no need to take risks for him. Besides, if I can't even defeat a true immortal in this remote Xiliuhai, what qualifications do I have to compete with those true immortals in the center of the world? These five years are equivalent to in vain. Not to mention restoring the eastern border, even Tongtianzhai may not be able to break through."

Sima Jin had long guessed that An Bochen would say this, and smiled faintly, but did not insist: "So, have you ever found his flaw in the half incense stick just now? You should know that if you delay for a moment, the people in the palace will have more than one day. Sooner or later, it will make them lose their wisdom and completely sink into trouble."

"I haven't discovered the flaw for the time being. I'm not afraid of him with my new trick." An Bochen said as he stood up, wearing a blue shirt and a windless wind, and a silver spear was simple and simple: "However, I discovered a secret. This eight-faced king, or the monsters here, may be related to the void ruins we visited three years ago."

Sima Jin frowned slightly, and then stretched out: "You mean, mountains and seas?"

"Yes." An Bochen took two steps and then stopped: "The monsters in Xiliuhai, including the strange people in the overseas countries, may be related to the place called Shanhai. In the gentleman country of overseas countries, I encountered the three reincarnation snake arrays, and the time of these eight-faced kings is mysterious and cycled, just like reincarnation. There is no lack of connection between them. There is also some clues from the eight-faced king, and then we are getting closer and closer to the secret we are looking for."

Sima Jin's beautiful eyes flashed with bright light, and he nodded and smiled, "That's right."

She raised her head again, and An Bochen's figure had disappeared in the seventh-story Dragon Gate Inn.


Chapter completed!