Chapter 962: When the fake Eight Masters meet the fake water ghost...
Among the water polo.
The sloppy uncle, who was leaning on the big sack, stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
A golden deep-sea dragon that was more than a hundred feet long was rushing towards him, as fast as thunder.
However, the words "Save me, save me" popped out of the mouth of such a terrifying giant dragon...
The uncle fell into deep thought.
"Is there a dragon in the trial officer team? A dragon from the Taixu realm?
"Something's wrong, if my information is correct, there shouldn't be a dragon, right?
"It is being hunted? The water ghost of the King of Hell, what does it mean?
"Water ghost...
"Why does it sound familiar?"
After falling into the water, the uncle did not break out of the water balloon in line with the mentality of adapting to the ever-changing situation.
Instead, he just waited quietly.
But now, it seems that time does not give him a chance to wait, because if he does not stop this dragon, even he will not be able to withstand the force of the collision.
"Stop!"
The uncle stood up in the water polo, put the sack on his shoulders, and asked calmly: "Are you He Long?"
The eyes of Xiao Nin's transformed Gold Swallowing Dragon instantly burst into joy. He didn't answer, and immediately turned around and shouted: "He responded to me, he responded to me, you have to give me ten more breaths!"
Uncle:???
what's the situation?
Looking along the line of sight of the swallowing gold dragon, one could vaguely see a figure hanging in the far rear.
But after all, he was under the deep sea and his spiritual sense was invalid, so the uncle could not see the figure clearly.
But that didn't stop him from feeling angry.
How many years?
Which strong man on the road would ignore the face he is wearing?
This is disrespectful!
"Stop." The uncle said again without any explanation.
Where will Xiao Ren stop and where will he dare to stop?
He finally waited for a response from a water ball, but this only gave him ten more breaths of time to survive.
If you really want to stop fighting with that water polo, isn't it the same as suicidal?
Ever since, the Golden Swallowing Dragon looked back without any regret and was about to gallop away in the other direction.
"ignore me?"
The uncle's eyes narrowed.
The next second, his body swayed, turned into a void and transparent state, and walked out of the water ball majestically!
Standing in the deep sea, the water pressure that even suppressed the Golden Dragon and twisted its body had no effect on him!
"I said...stop!" the uncle said coldly.
In the cold current of the deep water, a terrifying murderous aura that seemed to be able to freeze a person's soul raged in an instant.
The little ninja's dragon body trembled, and he realized that he could not see the figure that responded to him clearly because of the invalidation of his spiritual sense...
It seems that he is also a tyrannical lord?
The water ghost of the King of Hell in the distance had stopped a long time ago. It seemed that he stopped because of that person's words? This guy was so shocked that he even forgot to count.
The little ninja dragon's body trembled slightly.
"Why am I so unlucky!" At this point, he had to waste some time, turned the dragon's head and looked at the man behind him.
It didn't matter what he looked at, Xiao Ren saw that the guy carrying the sack had already walked out of the water polo!
He walked out of the water polo???
"How can it be!
"Isn't it true that only the water ghost of the King of Hell can ignore the water pressure?
The little Ninja stared, and even had a ridiculous thought: "He is also the master of the secret of water?"
The uncle is naturally not the master of the secrets of the water system.
Ignoring the water pressure is just a basic use of swordsmanship.
There are many things in the spirit refining world that can be solved through the ancient sword cultivation method, because one ancient sword cultivation method can encompass thousands of ways.
It's just that it's too difficult to master.
"Get closer."
The view under the water was too close to the lake. The uncle had never seen a dragon in his life. He waved and said.
I don't have time to talk nonsense with you... Xiao Ren is scolding her in her heart, but that guy can get out of the water polo, which means that his strength is probably above hers.
Xiao Ren couldn't resist, so he could only drive the dragon body and get closer quickly, not daring to waste even a breath.
As he got closer, Xiao Ren finally noticed all the small details that he had just ignored because he was in a hurry and because he was panicked.
The man in front of me has a sack on his shoulders, an unkempt beard, eight-fingered hands, and a sword scar on his neck...
Various symbols are easy to imagine.
"The Eighth Sword Immortal?" Xiao Ren exclaimed, unable to believe what his eyes saw.
Why did this man fall into the water?
Oh yes, he was also on Guyin Cliff before...
But that’s not right! How could the water ghost of the King of Hell be stronger than the Eighth Sword Immortal and pull him into the deep sea?
Xiao Ren had all kinds of extremely contradictory speculations in his mind.
The uncle quietly looked at the dragon in front of him.
To be honest, his impression of dragons was still the phantom of the Demon Emperor's black dragon that was entrenched in the 108 realms of the Eastern Territory in the Yunlun Mountains.
In addition, regarding the concept of "dragon", the uncle only knows that it exists in the "Dragon Cave", one of the seven forbidden areas, and knows nothing about the others.
"Who are you Long? Where are you from? Why are you here? Who is the person chasing you behind?" The uncle asked all the questions in his mind in one breath.
What evil have I done! Even if I met the King of Hell, the water ghost, I also bumped into the head of the Holy Slave... Xiaoren listened to this series of questions and closed his dragon eyes heavily.
But no matter how scarce time is, Xiao Ren is still a little worried about the fact that Water Ghost, a member of the King of Hell, and the Eight Saints, the first of the Holy Slaves, are familiar with each other. Which one is more important than the other?
"My name is Xiao Ren. This is my dragon body, the 'Golden Swallowing Dragon'. I came here after snatching the body. I am only here for the secret treasure of the Yunlun Mountains and the foundation of the canonization. The people who are chasing me are the King of Hell Organization."
A member of the group, codenamed Water Ghost." Xiao Ren mixed true and false, telling "everything".
Of course he couldn't say that he came here because of Xu Xiaoshou's head.
In today's five regions of the mainland, who doesn't know that the Holy Slave has a genius young man named Xu Xiaoshou?
Speaking in front of the leader of the Holy Slaves that he wants to kill the most outstanding young generation of the Holy Slaves, isn't this the same as seeking death?
"Xiao Ren..." the uncle muttered.
At this moment, a voice came from very far away:
"Three-stick incense killer Xiao Ren, didn't you tell me just now that you came here for the head of Saint Slave Xu Xiaoshou?
"What's the matter? You talk to people when you meet them, but you talk to ghosts when you meet them?"
When Xiao Ren heard this, his dragon face was obviously stagnant in the deep sea.
The uncle glanced at the Mo Lake in the distance. He couldn't see the result, so he could only take it back. His expression also dropped.
"Xu Xiaoshou?
"Are you here for Xu Xiaoshou?"
This question with obvious murderous intent really frightened Xiao Ren and made her legs weak.
"Senior, I'm not here for Xu Xiaoshou. It's this guy from the King of Hell organization who wants to kill me. He's framing me!" Xiao Ren suddenly realized that falsely accusing a water ghost would bring his death closer, but there was nothing he could do except this.
Nonsense, there is no other way.
"Tell me, who is framing the situation?" Sure enough, the faint voice of the water ghost came.
His figure was like a ghost, and he suddenly appeared on top of Xiao Nin's dragon head, directly grabbing one of his dragon horns.
Xiao Ren: “#￥%@……”
The uncle finally raised his eyes and saw the figure above the dragon's head.
"It's you……"
The man riding the waves and holding the halberd in the Yunlun Mountains pulled himself towards the culprit in the deep sea. How could the uncle not recognize him?
"King of Hell, water ghost?" the uncle asked with raised eyebrows.
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes hidden under the golden mask looked at the familiar figure in front of the dragon, feeling amused.
This person is so familiar!
However, Xu Xiaoshou really didn't expect that Xiao Ren's luck would be so "good".
I originally wanted to use him to spread the bad reputation of the water ghost, the king of hell. While I was disgusted by the water ghost, I also poured dirty water on the king of hell.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Ren's first search directly brought him a lot of help.
"Are you the Eight Masters?" Xu Xiaoshou did not answer, but asked with a playful look in his eyes.
The uncle slightly narrowed his eyes, saying that in normal times, he would not tolerate someone not answering him, but questioning himself instead, but this time he was in the deep sea, this person's home field, and he was willing to give some face.
"nature."
Xu Xiaoshou's self-introduction flashed through Xu Xiaoshou's mind. He couldn't suppress the smile on his lips and asked, "If you are the Eight Masters, how come you don't recognize me?"
"I should know you?" The uncle was surprised and frowned. He suddenly felt that the code name "Water Ghost" was a bit familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
Xu Xiaoshou laughed out loud on the spot.
He was intercepted and killed by a red dog from Tiansang City, and when his uncle came to rescue him, he was convinced that this was the Eighth Sword Immortal.
Later, when the real Eight Masters appeared on the scene, and their true image, behavior, and purpose of action completely failed to match the uncle, he suspected that the uncle was just a fanatical imitator of the Eight Masters, rather than himself.
However, all this time, he has not known the true identity of this sacky old man.
Now, it seems that I can use my identity as a water ghost to ask a question?
"If I remember correctly, the name Bazunzi is rarely repeated. Are you the Bazunzi who is the first Saint Slave, the eighth Sword Immortal, the Lord of the Black and White Veins?" Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were filled with smiles. It was confirmed.
Xiao Ren didn't even dare to move at this time.
He vaguely felt that there seemed to be some strange reaction between the two people in front of him, but he could not predict the future at all.
The uncle frowned even more tightly, but nodded and said: "Yes, I am the Eight Masters! Are you a member of the King of Hell? If I remember correctly, the King of Hell seems to only want to shed tears for the children of the family, and there has never been troublemakers like you?" "
What he meant was naturally referring to the behavior of the water ghosts openly provoking the Holy Temple on the Yunlun Mountains.
Xu Xiaoshou laughed even louder.
He still didn't answer, he shook his head and said: "Bazunsui, Bazunsui, if you are really Bazunsui, how could you not recognize me? You are so 'smart', even your own people can do it Forget, are you suffering from amnesia?"
Amnesia or something, the uncle has no idea about it.
But……
One of our own?
The uncle was obviously stunned when he heard this.
The Gold-Swallowing Dragon Xiao Ren, who was at the feet of Xu Xiaoshou, felt his heart skip a beat as he realized that things were developing in a weird and bad direction.
Xu Xiaoshou finally stopped laughing and said with a serious face: "Hello, the first eight saint slaves, I would like to introduce myself. My true identity is the fifth saint slave, codenamed 'Water Ghost'."
As soon as he finished speaking, he fell into dead silence under the deep sea.
As if the deep sea was too cold, so cold that people froze, two ice withers were formed, one in the shape of a human and the other in the shape of a dragon.
"The fifth seat of the Holy Slave, water ghost?"
There were obvious question marks on the uncle's face.
At this time, if he were not in the deep sea, anyone with a discerning eye might be able to see the sweat on his forehead.
After Xiao Ren came to his senses, the dragon's body trembled, and he even screamed out in surprise: "Impossible, didn't you say that you are the water ghost of the King of Hell? How could you become the water ghost of the Holy Slave?"
"Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps?" Xu Xiaoshou smiled and looked down, "Have you been allowed to speak?"
He twirled the sea-controlling halberd in his hand, and the power of the water element was invoked by the imitator.
After swallowing the golden dragon's body, Xiao Ren suddenly felt an even more terrifying water pressure squeezing around him, making his bones crackle and the dragon's scales began to crack.
"Being cursed, passive value, +1."
"Being resented, passive value, +1."
Holy Slave Water Ghost... The uncle was stunned for a long time before his eyes regained their vitality.
Yes!
Holy slave, there is indeed a water ghost!
There was such a code name on the list he gave, but this person was too mysterious.
The other members of the Nine Saint Slaves all have their own actions in the five regions of the mainland. However, in the past few decades, the water ghost has only taken action this time in the Yunlun Mountains!
The uncle finally remembered something.
Because the water ghost is too mysterious, and because Xiao Ren gave the water ghost the prefix "King of Hell" as soon as he arrived, he could not recall this just now.
But when the other person revealed his identity, everything made sense.
Only the water ghosts of the Holy Slaves would attack the Holy Temple without restraint in the Yunlun Mountains.
Only a water ghost would be given such an important task, to hunt down the gold-swallowing dragon Xiao Ren who wants to kill Xu Xiaoshou in the deep sea, right?
"I……"
The uncle was speechless for a moment.
He was able to confirm at once that the identity of the other party was beyond doubt.
But the most embarrassing thing is this...
I, the first of the Eight Saint Slaves, could not recognize my own Saint Slave Water Ghost. Isn't this behavior very abnormal in the eyes of the other party?
"Ha, ahem...it turns out it's you...I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm a little unfamiliar..." The uncle's eyes wandered and he glanced away, "I'm here, how are you?"
puff!
Xu Xiaoshou burst into laughter.
Pack!
You're still pretending!
With your reaction, if you really met a real water ghost, I'm afraid a fight would have started by now!
But the opposite side is the fake Eight Masters. How could Xu Xiaoshou be the original real water ghost?
The corners of his lips twitched, trying his best to hide his smile, and said in a nonchalant way: "Long time no see? Didn't we just meet seven days ago? You asked me to do the plan to flood Yunlun!"
"Well……"
The uncle suddenly choked.
What should I do? I don’t know you. Have I ever given you any advice?
His eyes were even more evasive. He didn't expect that if the person facing him was a real water ghost, he wouldn't have such a teasing reaction at this moment. He could only agree:
"Indeed, indeed...
"If you don't see me for one day, it's like three autumns. If you don't see me for seven days, it's like more than twenty years have passed. Brother Water Ghost... he's been in good shape lately..."
Return to Brother Water Ghost?
Three autumns in one day, more than twenty years in the blink of an eye?
Xu Xiaoshou almost died of laughter from the uncle. He never expected that the uncle would react like this when his identity was revealed by one of his own.
This is too embarrassing!
No longer teasing, Xu Xiaoshou's expression changed and he sneered: "Let's get real. I have already seen that you are not a member of the Holy Slaves. For the sake of your respect for the leader, I will tell you by name...
...If you don’t obey, the deep sea here will be your burial place!”
The uncle's subconscious reaction was that it was unclear who would be buried.
But then I thought, this is his friend...
Damn it, how could this happen? Flooding the Dragon King Temple is not enough to describe it!
If we really want to fight, it won't work if either side is injured!
The uncle's lips curled up, but he stopped talking and glanced at the Golden Dragon Swallowing Dragon.
Please, stop talking... Xiao Ren has been shaking his dragon body from the beginning in the deep sea. At this moment, he even wishes he was deaf.
However, after hearing so many secrets, does he still have a chance to fly to the sea alive?
At this moment, he saw the sack man who pretended to be familiar with the Eight Lords but whose real cultivation was still terrifying. His eyes suddenly turned cold when he looked at him, as if he was looking at a dead dragon.
Then, he took off his disguise and transformed into a graceful, gentle man. He bowed his head slightly in respect to the top of his dragon head.
"Junior Xiao Kongtong, the tenth place where the Holy Slave is hidden, I have seen Senior Water Ghost!"