Zhong Wen put the white ball in the palm of his hand, threw it up, caught it again, threw it up again, and caught it again, having a great time, "It looks pretty good."
"So you have been following me."
The Seven-Star Saint's cheeks were swollen, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. He spit out a broken front tooth with a "poof" sound, and looked at Zhong Wen with eyes full of horror and resentment. He smiled sadly and said, "I didn't expect that I would be so cruel."
I have plotted against countless people in my life, but in the end I let a young boy play with me. It’s really ridiculous!”
"Sister Nangong's prediction is correct. Although you are good at calculations, you are greedy for life and afraid of death. Your structure is pitifully small." Zhong Wen turned to look at him, with a hint of joking in his eyes, "Even if you enter the Jueling Heaven
In the domain, it will definitely leave a way out for itself."
"Is it that girl?"
Nangong Ling's extremely smart and beautiful eyes suddenly appeared in the mind of the Seven-Star Saint, "It's quite clever to be able to guess my back-up plan."
"How can it be that simple?" Zhong Wen once again caught the falling ball. "Not only did she guess that you might bring the ball with you, she was also sure that in order to prevent yourself from being killed or captured, you would never do it.
You should carry it with you and hide it in a secret place. If not, why should I go to all the trouble to deliberately let you go?"
"That's it." The Seven-Star Saint felt like he was hit hard when he heard this. He stayed for a long time before finally saying with a wry smile, "Every move I make is actually under your control. Young people nowadays are really terrifying.
.”
"Sister Nangong's wisdom is beyond your imagination?" Zhong Wen smiled slightly and suddenly grabbed his hand hard. With a soft "click", cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the originally smooth and round realm-breaking ball.
"With her here, you have no chance of winning this war from the beginning."
"Snapped!"
There were more and more cracks on the surface of the realm-breaking ball, and eventually it was overwhelmed and burst completely, with pieces scattered on the ground.
A mysterious and mysterious aura centered on Zhong Wen, quickly spread to the surrounding areas, and soon spread to distant places.
Almost at the same time, the Seven-Star Saint felt the spiritual power in his Dantian surge wildly, as if a flood had opened and surged out, instantly flowing through the eight meridians and limbs.
"That girl doll is indeed so smart that she is almost demonic." A hint of a smile appeared on his face, and he suddenly jumped up and hung in the mid-air. Countless green auras of light flowed and danced around him, building a boundless and powerful domain.
Field, "As a companion, you are too stupid. With your physical strength, you are almost invincible in the 'Jue Ling Heaven Realm'. You should have killed me before crushing the Realm Breaking Ball."
This is a pity..."
"What's the pity?"
Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Wen's voice appeared within a short distance of him.
Immediately afterwards, a fist as big as a sandbag appeared in front of the Seven Star Saint again.
"It's ridiculous!" He sneered, quickly spread out his body skills, and retreated in the air, "Now that my spiritual power has been restored, I still want to use close combat to deal with the saint, really..."
"boom!"
However, his words were ruthlessly interrupted again, and Zhong Wen's fist hit him hard on his right cheek, causing a loud noise.
The same posture, the same part, but the power of this punch is far from what it was before.
"boom!"
The body of the Seven-Star Saint was like a meteor from the sky, falling to the ground hard, and actually blasted the entire mountain forest into a giant crater with a radius of more than ten feet. For a time, sand and stones flew everywhere, dust and smoke were everywhere, and a gray mist enveloped all directions, which was fascinating to the eye.
.
The smoke gradually dissipated, revealing the extremely miserable figure of the Seven-Star Saint in the pit.
His right cheek was hit hard continuously, and it was swollen like a bun. His eyes were dim, and an unknown number of teeth in his mouth were knocked out. He was lying on his back in the pit blankly, posing
A big glyph with no love left, blood gushing out from all seven orifices at the same time, the appearance is indescribably horrifying.
After he returned to his saintly state, he still couldn't even resist Zhong Wen's punch!
"What did you say?"
Zhong Wen hung quietly in the sky, condescendingly, his white shirt fluttering, looking down at the seven-star saint below like a god in the sky, and said slowly, "Can't we use close combat to deal with the saint?"
How can it be?
He has only comprehended the rudiment of the Saint's Realm, and is not yet a true Saint. How could he be so strong?
Why are there such monsters in the world?
With him here, how do we have any chance of winning this war?
The Seven-Star Saint collapsed to the ground helplessly, with no sparkle in his eyes. The confidence brought by the recovery of his spiritual power had long been destroyed. Looking at the figure standing proudly between heaven and earth, the strong psychological gap almost overwhelmed him.
He was completely defeated.
Living is so tiring!
At this moment, he suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of exhaustion.
"I didn't kill you in the 'Jue Ling Tian Realm'." Zhong Wen took two steps in the air and appeared not far from the Seven Star Saint's head. He looked directly into his eyes and said lightly, "I just want to let you know.
, whether you have spiritual power or not, you are not my enemy."
"You..." The Seven-Star Saint seemed to have been greatly insulted, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. When he was about to stand up and fight again, he felt severe pain all over his body. His bones and flesh seemed to have been separated. Even lifting his arms was extremely difficult.
, struggled for a moment, he suddenly relaxed, completely gave up resistance, and said quietly, "Just give me a good time!"
At this moment, he seemed to have aged dozens of years instantly, and his whole body exuded a lonely and decadent aura.
"Before you die, can you answer me a question?" Zhong Wen asked slowly, "Who is Beidou?"
"Beidou?" The Seven-Star Saint was stunned, as if he had not expected to hear such a question before he died. After a moment of silence, he answered truthfully, "He is an orphan adopted by me, and he was raised by me."
Proud disciple."
"Among the 'Seven Star Pavilion', he is the only one that I can't understand the most." Zhong Wen shook his head repeatedly, expressing disbelief, "His ability is far superior to yours, how could it be possible that you taught him?"
"You brat, just kill me if you want, why do you need to humiliate me?" The Seven-Star Sage finally calmed down and his emotions were ignited again, and he couldn't help shouting angrily.
"It seems that you are just a puppet controlled by others." Zhong Wen stared closely into the eyes of the Seven-Star Saint. After a moment, he confirmed that the other person was not deliberately lying. He suddenly sighed and slowly raised his right arm, his face
There was even a hint of pity in the words, "Being a puppet without knowing it is pitiful and deplorable!"
What is he saying?
I am Beidou’s puppet?
How can it be?
Beidou and I are as close as father and son...
Regarding Zhong Wen's words, the Seven-Star Sage instinctively felt rejection and was about to retort, but for some reason, Beidou's shining golden eyes appeared in his mind.
Eyes of God!
From a certain day, Tianxuan, one of the strongest spiritual masters in the "Seven Star Pavilion", suddenly disappeared without a trace and there was no news.
And on today's battlefield, the golden eyes that originally belonged to Tianxuan appeared on Beidou for some reason.
Regarding all of this, the Seven-Star Saint knew nothing about it.
Could it be that guy from Beidou...
He suddenly had endless doubts about the white-haired young man who had grown up beside him since childhood.
Just as Zhong Wen's right palm was about to fall, on the main battlefield several miles away, an indescribable terrifying momentum suddenly erupted, overwhelming mountains and seas, swallowing up the sky and the earth, making people shudder.
"not good!"
Sensing the movement on the battlefield in the distance, Zhong Wen's expression changed drastically, and his face was full of anxiety. The shadow of the dragon hovered under his feet, and his figure gradually disappeared in place, as if he had encountered some extremely urgent situation, and he didn't even bother to give the Seven-Star Saint a supplement.
Give the final blow.
The Seven-Star Saint collapsed to the ground and stared at the direction Zhong Wen left. His whole body fell into a sluggish state, feeling like a dream, everything was so unreal.
…
On the frontal battlefield, Feng Qingyu's delicate body was suspended in mid-air, her fairy mantle was fluttering, her figure was graceful, and her eyes were cold and emotionless.
On the other hand, the three beautiful saints opposite, Lin Zhiyun, Liu Qiqi and Li Bing, all had flushed faces, disordered breathing, dripping with sweat, their clothes were soaked, and their three gorgeous faces were full of exhaustion.
In this contest between the four beauties, Lin Zhiyun was defeated by three against one, but she was actually at a disadvantage.
"it's over."
Feng Qingyu opened her lips lightly and suddenly uttered three words coldly.
Almost at the same time, her body suddenly flashed with dazzling six-color light, and without any movement, she appeared behind Liu Qiqi.
Lin Zhiyun was taken aback, and when she was about to use the Word Spirit Scripture to support her beloved disciple, she saw Feng Qingyu suddenly turn his head and look at her squarely.
Her pupils, which contained six colors, suddenly shone with dark gray light.