Chapter five hundred and seventy-six sad reminder masked man
"The pattering..."
The darkness faded away before his eyes, and the crimson color returned to his eyes.
"brush!"
A rickety old man jumped out of a tiny crack in space.
As soon as he landed on the ground, he immediately placed the figure on his back on the ground, and then slapped the figure hard on the left and right several times.
"Wake up, wake up!"
"Oh my God, I can't even tell you to try, but you insist on it. Do you think you are the same as you were before?"
"You are already in the acquired realm now, so what kind of space flow are you going to rush into?"
"I'm so angry!"
Cenqiaofu even wished he could give this man on the ground a few more mouths to talk about.
But he also realized it.
There is no way to wake up the unconscious person on the ground by whipping like this.
"Damn."
Gritting his teeth, Cenchofu took out the small ax from his waist, his expression turned fierce, and he raised his head high.
"Ahem..."
At this moment, the unconscious man on the ground suddenly coughed twice violently, and then...
"puff!"
The sound of blood spurting lasted only half of the time before it was forced back.
The masked man turned over on the ground at the speed of light.
"What are you doing?!"
"Forehead……"
A drop of sweat trickled down Cenchofu's face, and he stopped his hand in a sullen voice, "It's not what you think."
"What's that like?"
"save you!"
When Cenjou mentioned "rescue", he suddenly became furious.
"I told you to let me come, why can't you be obedient?"
"Are you a child?"
"Can you handle that space debris flow?"
The masked man remained silent, his eyes still focused on his small axe.
Cen Qiaofu rolled his eyes angrily: "Normal methods can't wake you up, I can only wake you up with pain!"
"..."
The scene was somewhat silent.
Cenqiaofu took two steps back, looked away, and looked at the world of the White Cave. He said "Ah" and said, "Sure enough, there is movement in the White Cave. I guess it won't last long and it will fall apart."
"..."
"Where is that storyteller guy?"
"Shouldn't we show up immediately and send the information over?"
"..."
"Oh, the weather is nice..."
Cen Qiaofu was finally embarrassed by himself. He couldn't help but turned around and roared: "You are not going to die anyway. An ax will definitely wake you up. Can I let you sleep in this situation?"
"That's right." The masked man finally swallowed back the blood that overflowed from his mouth.
He could feel that his injuries were getting more serious.
"Something's wrong."
Staggeringly getting up, the masked man glanced around and found no one.
When he closed and opened his eyes, a sword light seemed to pass by.
"nobody."
"It seems that all the guys in the White Cave, including the practitioners, have disappeared?"
Turning his head, he cast a questioning look on Cenchofu.
Cenqiaofu sighed, "You have indeed regressed again."
After gathering his thoughts, he continued: "There is a wave of Lijian grassland and a black cave entrance. It should be the key point of the collapse of the White Cave. As for the storyteller..."
Cenqiaofu's pupils were unfocused, he glanced in all directions, and said in disappointment: "That guy is very good at escaping. Basically he won't let his true identity show up to others. It's normal that he can't be found."
"What else?" the masked man asked.
"Um?"
Cenqiaofu didn't know why, "What else?"
The masked man remained silent and slowly raised a finger, and both of them fell silent at the same time.
"..."
Everything is silent.
"rustle……"
Sound of wind.
"Kaka——"
The sound of space cracking.
"Pattering..."
The sound of rain!
Cenqiaofu's pupils suddenly shrank.
"rain?"
He suppressed the head that he subconsciously wanted to raise, and turned his head to look at the head of his house in disbelief.
"Ah."
The masked man sighed, not even thinking about hiding it.
"Jinzhao Prison Sea, when will it rain again?"
Without even making any move to cover up, the masked man raised his head majestically and looked directly at the nine-day rain curtain.
It is clear that he is still an extremely weak body, but the word "retreat" does not seem to exist in his dictionary at all.
If there is a problem, other than facing it head-on, there is no messy solution.
"Yin——"
An extremely subtle but very harsh high-frequency sword sound seemed to fly out of those cloudy eyes and cut straight into the sky.
"Chi~"
The rain curtain broke.
Later.
"Pattering..."
It continued to rain unmoved.
The curtain is three feet high, tied to the nine heavens, and hangs above the human heart.
"who?"
Cenjov was uneasy.
From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to expose others so quickly.
But his own leader was exposed, and he couldn't let him confront that inexplicable person.
Taking a step forward and standing in front of the masked man, Cenchev shouted loudly again:
"who?!"
"Pattering..."
The rain is still coming, and there is not even a hint of sluggishness. It seems as if it has been hanging on the sky in the White Grotto from eternity.
Cen Qiaofu seemed to feel his neck was numb, and subconsciously lowered his eyebrows.
Immediately, as if he was electrocuted, his whole body tensed up and he suddenly raised his head again.
"who?!"
At this moment, a huge storm surged directly in his heart.
Ignored?
He was still staring straight at me just now, but at that moment, he was in a daze, as if he was...
"Hypnotized?"
The masked man's funny eyes finally moved from the rain curtain to Cenchofu, and said slowly:
"To be able to hypnotize you until now, that means that you are at least a person who has mastered the power of Taixu."
"But you can't enter the Jizhao Hell Sea too much, otherwise it will be counterproductive."
"In other words, this person is at the very top of the Dao Dao and has survived the nine-death lightning tribulation, but he has the power to fight against Taixu."
"Or, the last explanation..."
The masked man paused for a moment, looked at Cenchofu's shocked eyes, and nodded: "Just like you, the cultivation level has been sealed."
"I'll chop him up!"
With a swish, Cenchofu took out the ax from his waist and was about to shoot into the sky.
"Don't rush."
The masked man reached out to stop him, glanced at the sky, and said with a smile: "I just want to be an aboveboard voyeur, but I won't do anything. Why are you so rude?"
"Moreover……"
As soon as he moved his eyes, wherever he looked, there was a curtain of rain.
"The rain is so heavy, can your small ax break through it?"
"If you can't break it, you can break the world." Cenqiaofu said angrily. Such sneaky people should cut him in half with an axe!
"Why."
The masked man nodded in approval, and then said: "But the others are still here, and this world cannot be broken..."
He glanced at the sky, thoughtfully.
"It can't be broken."
Cenqiaofu: "..."
Even though the leader said this, he was not so angry that he immediately put down the hand holding the axe.
"Who?" he asked.
"I don't know," the masked man shook his head, "but it should be someone from the Holy Temple? Without him, this white cave would have been broken long ago... Who?"
He changed the topic and threw the question to the old man in front of him.
Cen Qiaofu rolled his eyes: "Everyone I know has turned into ashes, how can I remember such a person?"
"That's true."
The masked man immediately nodded his head, thought for a moment, tapped his fingers and said, "I remember, it seems that there was such a child before, a water ability user with great potential?"
"Oh, you still remember people?" Cenjou was quite surprised.
"Don't tell me this, the potential is good."
The masked man didn't pay attention and said: "I forgot what happened decades ago, but if nothing else happens, his father should be..."
Slowly raise your head.
"Died by my hands."
Cenqiaofu frowned and looked up into the sky.
"Pattering..."
The rain is still the same, with no tendency to become heavier or lighter.
There's not even a feeling of lag.
Continuous, never fluctuating.
"Good intentions!"
Cen Qiaofu laughed: "As expected of a person with water ability, the sea is open to all rivers, and tolerance is great!"
The masked man frowned upon hearing this.
"It's just a normal fight. Why are you sarcastic? He's probably just a child."
"Forehead……"
Cenqiaofu was choked for a moment and didn't know what to say.
"Pattering..."
The rain was still falling, and the scene became quiet.
The two of them withdrew their gaze, looked at each other, and remained silent.
"Um?"
At this moment, the masked man suddenly changed his expression, raised his eyes and looked into the distance.
"somebody is coming?"
…
"call out!"
A sword cuts through the air.
Xu Xiaoshou gently held the hilt of the four swords and let them run freely to the other side of happiness.
Traveling at high speed does not bring much pain to the Grandmaster's body.
But now, Xu Xiaoshou's inner desire for freedom suppressed the physical pain even more.
"Soon……"
"Soon!"
He could completely detect that the four swords were running in such a straight direction.
By rushing forward like this, it is really possible to pass through the weakest space node of the White Cave and return to the Holy God Continent.
But not long after, the white light bead in my mind broadcast again.
This time, it seemed much louder than usual.
"Om..."
Xu Xiaoshou's mind was suddenly shaken awake.
"What's the meaning?"
"Bai Zhu, strange movement?"
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly grabbed the four swords in his hand and forced himself to stop.
This white bead is the inheritance of the Embarrassing Saint.
Relying on the map of the White Cave on it, Xu Xiaoshou has gained great benefits.
But in the past, this thing wouldn't fluctuate randomly at all.
The only exception was when he asked the embarrassed saint to help him suppress the original species of Jinzhao.
Now……
"Something's wrong!"
Xu Xiaoshou looked at the four swords that were shaking more and more violently in his hand, and suddenly realized, what if this sword didn't feel his own heart and wanted to take him out of the white cave?
Then what is the purpose of this movement?
Taking advantage of the moment when the map of the White Cave appeared, Xu Xiaoshou looked up and his heart suddenly tightened.
"crack!"
The location that Four Swords led them to turned out to be the deepest part of the White Cave map, where a crack in another dimension was located.
"Are you kidding me?"
Xu Xiaoshou was frightened.
He didn't think that the Holy Continent could be reached from that crack.
You must know that if the previous storyteller's words were not false, the leader of the Holy Slave should be in the crack at this moment.
Isn't it the same as surrendering to a trap?
"Calm down..."
Xu Xiaoshou wanted Yousi Sword to stop trembling, but the opponent seemed to really feel his feelings this time.
There was a loud "Keng" sound.
The evil sword immediately emerged with evil power, pulling Xu Xiaoshou forward and rushing forward at the speed of light.
"Fuck!"
Xu Xiaoshou wanted to let go of his hand, but at this moment he found that his palm seemed to be completely sucked.
The evil power is continuously injected into the body.
I can't even let go!
"Nima..."
Xu Xiaoshou is going crazy.
"Am I Tang Monk? Do you really want to have trouble with me?"
I have just escaped from the tiger's jaws, and am I going to die again?
"Open it for me!"
Compressing the force in his hand again, Xu Xiaoshou wanted to use the force of the counter-shock to bounce himself off the hilt of the four-sword sword.
But it can't be done.
Before he even had time to exert any force, the evil power crazily poured into his body, almost completely destroying his consciousness.
"Mom..."
Shitou Ajie murmured lowly and began to absorb the evil spirit.
Xu Xiaoshou regained some clarity and immediately shouted: "Broken hand!"
"Mom?" Ajie was confused.
"Quickly, cut off my hand!"
Xu Xiaoshou glanced ahead and saw that the distance was already very close.
He vaguely seemed to be able to feel the presence of life in front of him.
That is the first seat of the Saint Slave!
How can I go there?
"quick!"
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head and said anxiously.
Just now, Ah Jie was in a daze for a moment, and his mind was almost destroyed by the evil force again.
Are these four swords crazy?
Why did it suddenly explode with such huge power?
"Mom!"
Ah Jie called out steadily.
Asking it to hurt Momma who brought it to freedom, it said it was completely unable to do so.
"Rejected, passive value, +1."
Xu Xiaoshou almost vomited blood.
He didn't have time to explain too much to Ajie.
But now, it seems that it is really impossible to explain.
"you listen to me……"
When the words reached his lips, less than half came out, and Xu Xiaoshou froze.
Front...
Sword intent!
That familiar sword intent, even if I only saw it once in Tiansang Ling Palace... I will never forget it!
"Gulu."
His throat suddenly became astringent, and Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized that he couldn't do anything.
He hasn't seen anyone yet, and he feels that he has only one way to die.
How could this happen?
Why is this world so malicious to me?
…
"coming."
At the mouth of the space crack, the masked man stared ahead, his eyes slightly closed.
Cenjou stepped forward and blocked his chest.
Sure enough, the next second, a figure flew out.
"Brother~"
"How did you notice it? I thought it was well hidden!"
The storyteller opened his arms and completely ignored the old man in front of the masked man.
The corner of Cenjou's mouth twitched.
It turns out to be this guy?
Is he hiding nearby?
No wonder I couldn’t find it just now and said...
Seeing the person in front of him rushing toward him, Cenchofu immediately stepped aside and let the masked man behind him come out.
He doesn't want to be hugged by this pervert!
"Brother~"
Jiao Didi's call came again, and a trace of doubt flashed in the masked man's eyes, but he was relieved immediately.
He could only wait until the storyteller approached, then suddenly dwarfed him.
Later.
"Bang!"
"Ouch."
The embarrassed storyteller pulled himself out of the mud and hit the masked man on the chest with a small fist.
"Disgusting~"
"Are you coming alone?" The masked man knocked his hand off.
"Hmm~"
The storyteller pouted, "What?"
The masked man realized something was wrong even more, "You brought me a famous sword?"
"Famous sword?"
The storyteller repeated dumbfoundedly, "No!"
They only brought you ghost beasts as gifts, but they haven't given them out yet.
Famous sword?
I have seen a few of this thing, but how can it be so easy to snatch it away?
The last one is still on the dead Wenming!
"That's weird..."
The masked man frowned, "Why do I smell the sword?"
at this time.
"call out!"
A black light suddenly rushed over with lightning speed.
"careful!"
Cenchouf had been staying far away, fearing that his ears would be stained, but this time he couldn't help but roared and flew over with a small ax in hand.
At the same time, the storyteller also turned pale.
"Brother, be careful!"
He immediately took a step forward, pushed the masked man away, and took his place.
However, the black light seemed to have eyes. When it came to the storyteller's chest, it turned and turned in the direction of the masked man's fall, and disappeared directly from his chest.
"laugh!"
The masked man's eyes almost popped out of his eyes.
He opened his lips and made a "pop" sound, and blood covered his face in the mask.
"I……"
With a tilt of his head, the masked man fainted on the spot.