I have a passive skill.

In the past, although Ah Jie said that he was strong when he met the strong.

But in theory, this strength is also limited.

If Ruo A Jie is really a secret puppet who can compete against the peak of Zhan Dao and the strong man who has survived nine deaths and thunder disasters.

Will it be simply imprisoned in the Tianxuan Gate and treated indifferently?

There are no fools in Tiansang Linggong.

There must be someone who knows the value of Ah Jie.

If you can't get it out, then there are two problems:

One, dare not.

Two, not worthy!

And with Mr. Sang around, what else is there not to dare?

So……

"A ring!"

Xu Xiaoshou reached out and put his hand on Ah Jie's shoulder, with determination in his eyes.

He can stand up brazenly for Xin Gugu, facing several major cuts and dozens of thrones alone.

At this moment, there is no reason to give up the more intimate ring treasure, let it be broken, and leave by itself.

"Hold on for a while, just a little while..."

"Mama me, I want to try a big one."

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou was only full of madness!

……

the other side.

"Oh?"

Seeing the direction where the youth disappeared in the distance, a little boy wearing a straw hat and sackcloth suddenly appeared.

Surprise flashed in the storyteller's eyes.

"He changed again?"

Such a thought could only pass through my mind, but the storyteller immediately vetoed it.

The breath on this little boy...

No.

There is no breath at all.

This is a dead thing!

"The secret puppet?"

Staring for a while, shock appeared in the storyteller's pupils.

Dao Qiongcang's secret puppet, Xiao Wenming, actually has one?

"Good guy!"

At this moment, the storyteller's desire for Wen Ming has reached an unparalleled level.

He licked his bright red lips, "Little brother, you, I'm going to make a deal!"

"Mama..."

Ah Jie murmured softly, red light flashed in his eyes, fulfilling his mission.

Shhh.

Disappeared in place in an instant.

When it reappeared, it had already fallen behind the storyteller.

"So fast!"

The storyteller subconsciously made a short body, and the wind above his head suddenly exploded.

Ah Jie kicked him.

Seeing no results, he twisted his body directly, and swung his belly and elbowed towards the low altitude.

"boom!"

The void was directly exploded.

But the storyteller had already bowed his calf, and his whole body bounced high.

He even leaned over leisurely, picked up Ah Jie's straw hat, and touched his smooth head by the way.

"Warm?"

Slightly startled, the storyteller was a little dumbfounded.

This is almost like a real person, not like the reckless puppets of heaven that I have seen at that time.

"Mama!"

Ah Jie was angry.

The red light in his eyes directly changed to scarlet.

After just two strokes, it already realized that the human being in front of it was too strong.

The invincible melee attack at that time was completely avoided by the opponent.

So, change your style of play!

"Hey—"

Pores all over the body bloom.

An extremely high-pitched and piercing ultra-high-decibel humming sound suddenly spread in all directions.

Loleilei, who had retreated to the rear, had no time to react, and was directly pierced by the sound, causing his pores to explode and his ears to bleed.

"what sound!"

Immediately closed the six senses, but the sonic attack was pervasive, penetrating directly from the body.

The sea of ​​air roiled instantly.

Even the soul seemed to be pierced directly by this sound.

Loreile immediately put on the pain mask.

"Heavenly Way Blocking!"

The storyteller was also stabbed in mid-air and was slightly dazed.

But he reacted all of a sudden, and with a wave of his hand, he cut off the heaven in the space where Luo Leilei was located and protected it.

But after such a delay, Ah Jie's fist was already enlarged in his pupils.

"It's very strong..."

The storyteller hooked his red lips.

He didn't even choose to avoid it, but the space in front of him was slightly distorted, and his face seemed to be sunken.

Then, before the folded space, Ah Jie's fist slid past the storyteller's skin.

No harm!

It seems that there is only a few millimeters away, but in fact...

"open."

The storyteller opened his teeth lightly and smiled freely.

The folding space before the smooth skin of the cheeks was released, and Ah Jie's fist was bounced several feet away in an instant.

"Little brother, do you want to touch someone too?"

The storyteller stretched out his hand with a sweet smile, and his mind collapsed.

"Oh!"

The space is directly exploded.

The terrifying impact of the blast directly hit Ah Jie's eyebrows.

With a bang, the sackcloth on his body immediately shattered, Ah Jie's figure flew and volleyed, and he was directly thrown dozens of feet away.

"so hard……"

The storyteller looked at his middle finger in shock.

The part of the nail cover has been completely congested.

After many times of dealing with Baiyi, the Tianji puppet, he has actually come into contact with a lot of storytellers, so he naturally knows that this kind of existence basically has a steel body comparable to the body of a throne.

But he was well prepared, and it wasn't Ah Jie's body that collapsed, but the space!

but!

The strength that came back from the shock still hurt me...

"You pissed me off!"

Looking at the cracked nail cover, the beautiful pattern of nail polish on it has been eroded, and the storyteller's eyes became sullen.

There was almost no intermittent rhythm, so he just took out "Yin Yang Life and Death?", turned around and slapped fiercely at the sky behind him.

"Oh!"

Immediately behind the storyteller, Ah Jie, who was about to punch him down, didn't even react at this moment, and was thrown into the sky.

"The fighting consciousness at the peak of the realm... is very strong."

The storyteller clicked his tongue in amazement, and then changed the topic, "But I'm in the second realm, and your reaction and speed are simply not enough in my eyes!"

With a look in his eyes, the storyteller made a seal with his fingers.

"Swish..."

Life and death of yin and yang? Floating in the air, the pages of the book move without wind, turning the pages independently, and the sound of rustling resounds in all directions in the lonely void.

"The Nether Dragon Head!"

The storyteller bent his fingers a little, the pages stopped turning, and settled to a blank page.

The next moment, a golden hieroglyph appeared on it.

The words gathered together, turned into a ferocious dragon head, and appeared vividly on the paper.

The sky and the earth were suddenly dark, as if there was something covering the sky and the sun, which blocked the white cave and the sky was crimson.

"Ow—"

A resonant dragon chant was startled from high above the sky, resounding against the clouds.

At this moment, even the uninterrupted rain curtain on the horizon seemed to be interrupted directly.

"Confinement!"

When the storyteller pulled his hand, the dark dragon head with a size of hundreds of feet descended from the sky, opened its mouth wide, and held it down.

"Oh!"

Ah Jie's blown body had no time to resist, and landed directly between the steel teeth of Longkou.

The space that had been restored to its original state within a few miles exploded in an instant.

The law of heaven appeared, and the White Cave was crumbling.

The storyteller turned the page again and pointed a little.

"Congeal."

The golden hieroglyph jumped out of the page, and blended into the world with a flick of the storyteller's skirt sleeve.

The turmoil in the White Grotto immediately stabilized.