I have a passive skill.

"But on the other hand, don't I also use a bigger world oven to trap everything in the outside world in my Danding?"

Xu Xiaoshou trembled with excitement.

He stretched out his hand, and seemed to have found a way to completely control the "Three Days of Freezing Tribulation".

"Judging from this space, I am outside the tripod, and 'Three Days of Frozen Tribulation' is at the bottom of the tripod."

"So……"

Xu Xiaoshou looked up at the sky.

"God, it's Dan Ding."

"Everything in the outside world is... the creatures of Cheng Dan!"

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Chapter 5 and Three: Watching the Night and Showing off His Power, Storytelling in the Town of Anger

"Blow yourself up?"

Vigil was taken aback.

It was only then that I realized that the power I released under my extreme anger seemed to have exceeded the range that the small world of the White Cave could bear.

If you don't stop at this time, then go on in a stalemate.

Even if the man in the red skirt underneath doesn't blew himself up, I'm afraid that when his "Hand of Punishment" shatters the phantom of the ancient book, the rules of heaven in the small world will be completely unable to handle it.

and……

The seventh in command of the "Holy Slave", so weak?

There was something vaguely wrong in his heart, which made the vigil's spirit stagnate.

What kind of person is the storyteller below, he immediately sensed this opportunity, and immediately forcibly moved his broken arms, making a trick to attract.

"Yin and Yang life and death?, Feng!"

In an instant, the phantom of the ancient book pushed open the "Hand of Punishment", and then turned the pages with rustling.

Until a blank page appeared, the magnificent light palm that seemed to be able to overwhelm the world turned into a stream of light and was introduced into the ancient book space.

"boom!"

After closing the streamer, the phantom of the ancient book trembled.

It seemed to be overwhelmed, and there was a sound of space shattering from it.

When the storyteller collected the book and turned back, he escaped tens of zhang away.

"Damn it, if it wasn't for just bringing a phantom, they would have been able to seal you up with just an incarnation." He was annoyed inwardly.

Last time in the Red Clothes Base, even though it was an incarnation outside his body, he went there with the "yin and yang life and death?" principle.

Naturally, even if Hei Ming has the ability to cut the top of the Dao, he is not his own enemy.

But this time when entering the White Cave, both the main body and "Yin and Yang life and death?" originally had more critical tasks.

He is an incarnation just looking for "Wen Ming", looking for fun, and exploring the situation of the White Cave by the way, what qualifications does he have to fight with the original "Yin and Yang life and death?"

If the vigil really doesn't stop, at this moment, I can't say that I will really be suppressed to death in one round!

"Holy slave?"

Watching the night put his hands behind his back, pulled the night back to himself, and said indifferently: "The seven leaders of the holy slaves, the storyteller?"

"good."

The storyteller raised his chin arrogantly, and did not deny it.

He swallowed a pill, and the injuries on his body recovered quickly.

"Seven in command, so weak?"

A smile formed on the corner of Vigil's mouth.

"weak?"

The storyteller is so popular that he jumps his feet, and he can't get used to such arrogant people.

But right now...

The power is completely unequal.

This guy is only at the top of the Dao, and he is the power of Taixu that can only be realized after the nine-death thunder calamity.

People are knives, I am fish.

What can I do?

"He was injured just now, otherwise, he could crush you with one finger, believe it or not?" The storyteller curled his lips.

"Blast wound..."

Vigil chewed on the word.

Come to think of it, if nothing unexpected happened, the storyteller fought with an unknown ghost beast, which caused the explosion, right?

"The old man has a few questions, and I need your cooperation." Watching the night took a step forward and moved forward.

"Whoosh!"

The storyteller retreated immediately like a frightened bird.

"Can you run away?"

The vigil shrinks to an inch and hangs far away.

The storyteller stagnated and finally stopped.

"I don't want to answer, you beat me!" He pouted, rubbed his index fingers, and burst into tears.

"I!"

Immediately after the vigil, goosebumps spread all over his body from the soles of his feet.

This kind of coquettish aggressive attack was even more lethal than giving him a sword attack on a grumpy and rough guy.

"You can choose to blow yourself up. Anyway, I can take over and keep the balance of the small world of the White Cave."

Watching the night took a deep breath and continued: "But you can also choose to talk to me calmly, and you will die!"

The storyteller weighed it for a while, and found that he was no match for this guy at the moment, so he nodded helplessly.

"Okay!"

"Just as long as I promise you, just don't be too rough!"

"Crack-"

Vigilante clenched his fists loudly.

He can't stand it!

"First of all, it's okay to talk, but in the communication with the old man, don't use modal particles like 'ma', 'la', 'ya'."

"Self-proclaimed, don't even use 'others'!" He suffocated.

"You don't like it?"

The storyteller rolled his eyes and said softly, "Then... a concubine?"

"Oh!"

The void exploded directly.

Heaven has collapsed.

Watch the night and stay still, but don't get angry and prestige.

The storyteller covered his chest in shock, and subconsciously pursed his lips, "The baby is scared to death."

Vigil: "..."

Done!

This guy has become a habit, can't change it at all, right? !

He breathed heavily, trying to calm himself down.

The rule of the red clothes is that they should not easily reveal their emotions in front of any prisoner.

On this point, obviously, just now I have not done enough.

"Quiet."

"From now on, whatever the old man asks, you will answer."

"Besides, let me say one more thing..."

Watching the night's eyes condensed, and the eyes were cold: "Kill you!"

"Oh."

The storyteller crossed his legs, folded his hands, and stroked his waist, "I... understand!"

The corner of Vigil's mouth twitched.

"Ask!"

Without waiting for him to speak, the storyteller raised his hand like an obedient baby, and said timidly, "My...uh, my concubine...uh, mine, can I change my dress? It's so bloody..."

He frowned and bowed his head.

Seeing his newly changed red dress was stained with the smell of blood again, he was full of displeasure.

Vigil let himself loosen his fist, and said in a deep voice, "One more thing, you don't have the right to ask questions!"

"Oh."

"I know!"

Watching the night's eyelids twitched wildly, he really couldn't help it anymore.

This guy, is it on purpose or on purpose.

In just a few words, he felt that he had heard the most modal particles in his life.

Tolerate!

Vigil, you are red, you can do it!

Xu Xiaoshou is so indebted, you can bear it, isn't it just a few modal particles, you can't bear it?

"Take it."

Vigil threw something casually.

Light and shadow passed by.

"ah!"

The storyteller dodged to the side in fright, and the object hit the ground with a "boom".

This……

Who can stand this?

"Boom" sounded.

Vigil directly broke through the sonic boom, grabbed the storyteller's neck with one hand, and lifted him up on the spot.

"I tell you—take it!"

His eyes were about to burst, and the veins on his forehead burst open. He roared, and the ground was directly shattered.

"Everyone, everyone... Ah, I'm afraid..."

The storyteller's Liu eyebrows arched, and his face became bitter.

He lowered his head, saw that the skirt was shattered, and immediately covered his chest.