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"Sister Feng is a superstar in the secular world. I have the opportunity to introduce you." Wang Huai replied solemnly.

After talking to Brother Pingtou, Wang Huai preliminarily ruled out that it might not be an illusion now, but he was not completely relieved, after all, he didn't want to have the same thing happen again.

With a vigilant heart, he tried to take a step forward, but as soon as he lifted his foot, he felt endless power rushing towards him, as if he was going to fly himself directly.

Wang Huai gritted his teeth, released the power of his true essence, stabilized his body with a stance of a thousand catties, and then stepped on it.

"tread"

As soon as his foot landed, Wang Huai felt as if his body had been sunk into the deep sea. The huge pressure from all directions almost flattened his entire body.

"No wonder the short distance of ten meters, the double-faced Buddha walked for so long, it turned out to be so difficult." Wang Huai sighed in his heart, but this reassured Wang Huai a lot, because in Wang Huai's view, danger is reasonable Yes, he raised one leg again.

This time, the pressure on him was heavier than the previous kick, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling.

The second step of "stepping" is a steady fall.

Finally, the double-faced Buddha standing beside the old locust tree turned his head, and he was a little surprised when he saw Wang Huai appear in front of him.

You know, after he passed the bluestone road before, he went through a very careful and terrifying test. Fortunately, he had practiced the Buddhist heart method, so he discovered it at the most critical moment by relying on the power of the Buddhist law. There were problems, so he was able to get out of the phantom formation in the end, but even so, he paid a big price. At that time, the Double-faced Buddha thought that no one in the entire Xuanyu Continent could be in that phantom formation except himself. Walking out, and less than an hour had passed, he saw another one, and it was Wang Huai, who was only at the sixth level of Transcendence Tribulation.

"You, an ant who has crossed the sixth level of tribulation, have managed to make it this far. It seems that I have underestimated you." There was a ghostly smile on the face of the double-faced Buddha. Anyway, it's still easy for me to kill you."

"You are a dead donkey, and you are actually the evil cultivator behind the Eight Ghosts Gathering Yin Formation. I also underestimated you, but I think you have been pretending for decades, and even shaved your hair, just for a tree, and in the end It was discovered by me, an ant, and you say you are not angry." Wang Huai said with a smile, in terms of strength, Wang Huai may not be the opponent of the Double-Faced Buddha, but in terms of arguing, Wang Huai is really not afraid of him.

Of course, there is no substantive significance in verbal fighting. At most, it is to irritate the opponent to a certain extent. When a person is emotional or violent, due to the excessive secretion of adrenaline, the strength of the shot may become stronger, but the speed will be greater. Slow down, and it is easy to have flaws when fighting.

However, at the level of the double-faced Buddha, Wang Huai knew that it was almost impossible to rely on a few words to influence the other party's emotions.

"Let's talk when you can come here." The Double-faced Buddha was not angry at Wang Huai's words. He turned around and looked at the old locust tree intently, and moved his palm forward a few centimeters.

The double-faced Buddha ignored him, and Wang Huai also took a leisurely step, taking another step forward.

"Brother Pingtou, little princess, can you sense the surrounding situation? Is there any way to make me go faster?" Wang Huai let go of the sea of ​​knowledge and asked.

"The surroundings are full of death, like being in hell. I think you can try to suppress your own strength. I suspect that the pressure around here changes according to your strength." Brother Pingtou said.

Wang Huai didn't hesitate, and directly suppressed his own strength to the Mahayana stage, but found that it was useless, and the surrounding pressure did not decrease because of this. On the contrary, because his strength was suddenly suppressed, he was directly suppressed by the surrounding pressure. Out of a mouthful of blood.

"Damn, Brother Pingtou, can you rely on some scores, you will die." Wang Huai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.

"Hehe, I made a mistake, it was a pure mistake." Brother Pingtou smiled and said, "I'll do some more research to see if there's any other way."

"Wang Huai, the death energy here may be life-threatening to other people, but there is a powerful death force in your body, I think you can hide the power of your other martial souls, and only release you In this way, the death energy here may not only do no harm to you, but also become your nourishment." The little princess said very seriously.

Hearing the hint from the little princess, Wang Huai suddenly realized who he was, the god of death from hell, who shouldn't be afraid of death if he is afraid of anything.

Without any hesitation, Wang Huai directly hid all his strength and aura, and then only released the power of death.

Sure enough, after this, I only felt that the pressure around me was several times smaller in an instant, as if it had disappeared.

"What is it called? There is an idiom in the secular world called smell congenial. It should be referring to your situation, because your smell fits well with the environment here, so you can roam around here." Pingtouge laughed. road.

Wang Huai rolled his eyes, "I didn't expect that you, a pet dog, can even use idioms. It's amazing."

"Hehe, where is it, wait a minute, who you say is a dog, you have the guts to say it again."

Wang Huai ignored Brother Pingtou, the pressure around him was reduced, he was very happy, and quickly walked forward. If the pressure was the same as before, it would probably take him at least three to five days to get to the old locust tree , and now, Wang Huai estimated that it would take less than 10 minutes.

Looking at the back of the double-faced Buddha, Wang Huai sacrificed Fuxi's Death Sword. Considering the strong death energy around him, Wang Huai hid the Life Sword.

Step by step, he slowly walked towards the double-faced Buddha. At this time, the double-faced Buddha raised his right hand and tried to press the trunk of the old locust tree, but there was only about ten centimeters left, and the palm could not move forward.

There was a trace of unwillingness and anxiety on the face of the double-faced Buddha. He stared at the old locust tree, and the power of his true essence kept pouring into his palm, just hoping to make his palm move forward a little bit, but it seemed , Every centimeter is extremely difficult for him.

Wang Huai held his breath and concentrated, trying to hide his aura. He knew that with his current strength, it would be even more difficult to kill the Double-Faced Buddha head-on, but if he could come while the Double-Faced Buddha was not paying attention Sneak attack, that is not completely without chance.

"Brother Pingtou, the attack formation is ready, ready to strike at any time." Wang Huai's tone was a little excited. This old locust tree has absorbed the power from the entire Xuanyu Continent. Even Wang Huai is full of curiosity about it , Wang Huai is also looking forward to what kind of benefits he will have if he gets the Heart of the Earth in the old locust tree.

Step by step, everything went smoothly. After about 10 minutes, Wang Huai was less than two meters away from the double-faced Buddha, and the double-faced Buddha seemed unaware of Wang Huai's approach, and was still concentrating on his own. Behavior, the palm of his right hand is less than five centimeters away from the old locust tree.

Looking at the back of the double-faced Buddha, the Fuxi death sword in Wang Huai's hand was shining coldly, and it looked even colder and fearful amidst the strong death energy, as if he would harvest his life at any time.

Wang Yiyun and Zi Yanping outside were also staring at this scene, with their hearts in their throats.

The sword was moving forward, very slowly, so slowly that there was no sound. The body of the double-faced Buddha did not respond at all, and his back was facing Wang Huai, as if he was completely unaware of the approaching danger.