Among the huge palace complex, the Night King did not notice the arrival of Sun Xiaosheng from the outside at all.
After all, with Sun Xiaosheng's current cultivation level, if he didn't take the initiative to reveal his aura, he would be nothing more than a Daluo Jinxian.
It is impossible to notice his existence in this life.
The old man was in a state of shock at this moment.
It's just the blink of an eye.
They actually appeared above the Night King's palace.
What kind of magical power is this?
Could it be that this monkey spirit is also a saint?
No!
The old man suddenly woke up.
Even this monkey spirit is a saint.
But facing super strong men like the Night King, there is no chance of winning.
The old man couldn't help but close his eyes and lamented: "You are hurting us!"
He only regarded him as Sun Xiaosheng's young master, and thought he was powerful, comparable to the Night King.
But he didn't know.
The so-called Night King, in Sun Xiaosheng's eyes, is no doubt like an ant.
Sun Xiaosheng crossed his legs and sneered.
"Harm you?"
"Things without knowledge."
"He's just a Night King, and he's become a god in your eyes?"
Sun Xiaosheng was too lazy to say anything more, so he raised a hand and snapped his fingers.
Snap!
suddenly.
There was silence between heaven and earth.
Only the sound of snapping fingers echoed between heaven and earth.
The old man's eyes widened, fear gradually emerged.
If it had been just now, they might have had a chance to leave quietly.
As long as they don't alert the Night King, they still have a chance to survive.
But now.
This snap of fingers completely ruined their chance of survival.
He couldn't understand at all, what exactly did the monkey head want to do?
However, what is completely different from the old man's fear is the admiration of the children.
They looked at Sun Xiaosheng, who had a calm face, and watched him snap his fingers, their eyes full of admiration.
Being so free and easy is what they yearn for.
Cultivation of immortality is not for immortality, but for freedom and ease.
These children may not understand this realm yet.
But Sun Xiaosheng's behavior had already planted a seed in their hearts.
Later, this seed will grow up and take root.
Only then will they understand what a valuable asset Sun Xiaosheng left them.
Sun Xiaosheng smiled and looked down.
Not surprisingly.
This snap of fingers really alarmed the practicing Night King.
He instantly broke away from his cultivation state and appeared above the palace.
When he saw so many people above the palace, he couldn't help but frown.
So many people suddenly appeared above his palace.
But he didn't notice it at all.
If it weren't for that snap of fingers that startled him.
He was afraid that he would not know what these people were doing in the palace.
This is too dangerous.
Thinking of this, Night King looked at Sun Xiaosheng in the crowd.
With his strength, he can naturally tell it at a glance.
Among these people, a group of children do not have any strength.
Although the old man has some strength, he is just an ordinary monk.
Not to mention hiding his figure above his palace.
He couldn't get through even the defense lines of the guards outside the palace.
Therefore, among the crowd, there was only one strange monkey spirit that he could not see through.
"Bold monkey spirit! How dare you offend me!"
"Because it is not easy for you to practice, I will give you a chance."
"You will kill the mortals behind you, and I will be generous and allow you to stay with me and become my pet."
The Night King looked calm, as if he had really given Sun Xiaosheng a great gift.
Next to Sun Xiaosheng, the old man's face was pale, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.
He said to Sun Xiaosheng: "If you are determined, kill me and try to save these children."
"They are innocent."
A group of children seemed to finally realize that something was wrong, looking at the Night King with fear in their eyes.
They really hate this middle-aged man.
Because this uncle doesn't seem like a good person.
They looked at Sun Xiaosheng.
This is the great hero in their hearts.
Sun Xiaosheng smiled and said to the children: "Don't worry."
"I am here today, no one can touch you."
As for the old man.
Sun Xiaosheng was too lazy to explain.
He said it many times, but the old man didn't believe him.
He doesn't have a good temper, so of course he doesn't want to say much.
When the Night King saw that Sun Xiaosheng ignored him and completely ignored his words, he couldn't help but get angry.
"You monkey spirit, do you really know how to live and die?"
"Do you really think that if you use inexplicable means to get close to me, I will be wary of your strength?"
"In this world, I am the strongest person! I am the strongest saint!"
Sun Xiaosheng finally looked at him.
The Night King sneered in his heart, thinking that Sun Xiaosheng was asking for mercy.
However, Sun Xiaosheng just sneered and said sarcastically: "The strongest saint?"
"I'm just an ant. How dare you call yourself the strongest saint even if you're a frog in a well?"
"Something that has never been seen in the world."
Sun Xiaosheng's words made the Night King angry.
But he didn't believe what Sun Xiaosheng said at all, and only thought that Sun Xiaosheng was telling lies.
However, before he could refute, several figures suddenly appeared behind Sun Xiaosheng, bowing respectfully.
"I've seen the Great Sage!"
A total of twelve figures.
The Night King was completely confused.
He didn't notice at all how these twelve people appeared.
It is even more impossible to check the realm strength of these twelve people.
Any one of them gave him a sense of fear of facing the abyss.
Just for a moment.
The Night King's face was covered in cold sweat.
The twelve saints who arrived were naturally the twelve saints from the ancient times.
These twelve people are all great saints.
Everyone has the ability to easily destroy this small world.
Only Sun Xiaosheng.
Only then could he snap his fingers and have these twelve people come from thousands of miles away to meet him.
Sun Xiaosheng was still sitting on the somersault cloud, looking at the Night King at leisure.
"Didn't you say you are the strongest saint?"
"These twelve people behind me are also saints."
"How about...do you make gestures?"
After receiving Sun Xiaosheng's instructions, the Twelve Saints looked at the Night King.
With just one glance, they had a thorough look at the Night King's background.
Nezha still couldn't change his habit of being a mouthful, so he subconsciously said: "That's it? Isn't the quasi-sage also called the strongest saint?"
Although the other people did not speak, the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.
The Night King was already covered in cold sweat.
Just as he was about to speak, Ran Deng frowned and said, "Kneel down!"
"Who gave you the qualification to stand and talk to us?"
The Night King still wanted to refuse.
However, a terrifying force suddenly exerted itself on him, forcing him to kneel down.
Only then did the Night King wake up.
These strange saints must come from the outside world.
They are all terrifying beings that he cannot afford to offend.
He quickly begged for mercy: "My king... I, I was wrong. I am not the strongest saint. I am just a fart. Please let me go."
The old man was dumbfounded by this time.
Where has he ever seen the lofty Night King look so humble?
The Night King just now was still arrogant, so he asked Sun Xiaosheng to kill them, and then become the Night King's pet.
But now, the Night King is kneeling on the ground, as humble as a dog.
Originally, he thought that their group would definitely die this time.
However, things took a turn for the worse.
Sun Xiaosheng summoned twelve stronger saints with just a snap of his fingers.?