I have a passive skill.

Then, more of his power must be allocated to the eight gods who still have a slim chance of meeting in the future.

"Feng Shui turns around."

"Sang Qiye, there is no need to struggle."

Holding the sword, Gou Wuyue didn't even have to move, and said softly, "Luofu Jiantian!"

hum-

The thousands of swords floating in the void received orders in an instant, like a copper wall and an iron wall, they were built on Sang Lao's advancing route.

Obviously only a moment away.

But when the towering sword wall was built, the distance between Sang Lao and Xu Xiaoshou seemed to be embedded in a vast space world.

A cyan world built by Mo Jian, inside the sword energy is noisy, and the sword intent is raging.

Although Sang Lao tried his best to rush forward, the "Luofu Sword Sky" seemed to be vast and boundless, and the Mo swords in it were also endless.

Every time he tore one handle with the "sleeveless red burnt hand", he could have three Mo Jianning shaped handles.

In the blink of an eye, under the barrier of "Luofu Jiantian", it is out of reach.

"Xu Xiaoshou!"

Sang Lao roared in his heart, his eyes were about to burst.

But it seemed that at this moment, even he became powerless.

……

"What am I doing?"

Xu Xiaoshou murmured in confusion.

Obviously, Sang Lao had already broken through to his face and stretched out his hand, as if he had already touched himself, but he couldn't even turn his head.

Out of the corner of his eye, in the picture, there is Gou Wuyue looking at him with a slanted sword, and the worried old man Sang.

These two unparalleled bigwigs are paying attention to him.

Strictly speaking, it is impossible for Xu Xiaoshou not to turn his head.

Ketou, just stared at a certain unknown space in disobedience.

It seems that there, someone must make him open his eyes and watch his own demise and exhaustion with his own eyes!

"what is this?"

In the misty space in front of him, a little black suddenly appeared.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that even his soul was drawn by this black spot, and he melted into it instantly.

He felt like he was traveling through time and space.

The scene of Dashan receded rapidly, and the picture of Eight Palaces disappeared in a blur.

Followed by rivers, lakes, seas, continents...

"This?"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't know why.

The soul travels through time and space at high speed, but there is no pain at all.

He felt as if he had crossed the entire Eastern Region Sword God Tian, ​​and after crossing an endless ocean, the picture stabilized.

"sieve……"

The wind blows.

Everything is slow.

The refreshing fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, and Xu Xiaoshou wakes up mentally.

"This is where?"

He looked around and realized that he had come to a fairy mountain.

This mountain stands in the clouds, surrounded by fairy mist, surrounded by divine light, magnificent and inexplicable.

Osmanthus fragrans are wafting all over the mountain, and the pale gold, orange, and white osmanthus flowers fall from the hanging trees high into the sky and sprinkle lightly, like butterflies fluttering in succession.

At the end of the road, under a golden ladder, there is a solemn temple.

The holy hall, with green tiles and flying scorpions, carved beams and painted buildings, is surrounded by nine side halls, living high and standing on the top of the main peak of the holy mountain.

There is a plaque on it with the words "Sacred God Palace"!

When Xu Xiaoshoufu looked at him, his heart twitched, as if struck by lightning, he was instantly retreated by the inexplicable force.

"Holy God Hall?"

"Then this place is the holy land of the entire Holy God Continent—the Guizhe Holy Mountain?"

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

Isn't he in the Eighth Palace of the Eastern Region?

How could it be possible that he came to Guizhe Sacred Mountain in Central Territory out of nowhere?

It's impossible to do this daydream!

"Wheels--"

On the quiet Guizhe Sacred Mountain, from the main hall of the Holy God Hall, there was a sudden sound of wooden ruts crushing the bluestone floor.

The light and shadow at the entrance of the main hall changed.

Then, a barefoot boy in white was pushing an osmanthus wood wheelchair, and stopped a foot away from the bluestone steps.

The wheelchairs are old and have a strong old time charm.

There are also sword marks and knife pits on it, as if swearing its past achievements.

Xu Xiaoshou's attention was attracted at a glance.

Look up.

There is a man sitting on the chair.

With black hair and shawls, sword eyebrows and star eyes, he is imposing.

When the normal state is warm, there is peace without saying a word, and at a glance, you can only feel the spring breeze blowing on your face;

When staring and frowning, the black pupil seems to hide a curved bow, and the pupil is slightly drawn, revealing the cold front of the moonlit night.

His legs were disabled, a black cloth was placed on his knees, and his palms rested on the armrests.

But with a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other!

The bow is black, seeping the demonic energy of nightmares, and it is as tall as a person. It is difficult to lay it horizontally, so it can only stand sideways on a wheelchair.

The arrow is blood red, entangled with evil ghosts and wraiths, and it is more than ten feet long. It was carried on the side of the chair, facing the visitor from back to front.

When Xu Xiaoshou looked at this outfit, there was already a person in his mind without others talking.

The moon is drunk and has no hatred left, half loves the common people and half the cold.

"Love the common people!"

There are three emperors in the hall of the Holy Spirit, and one of the three emperors is called Ai Cang Sheng.

Ai Cangsheng was born with disabled legs, but he holds one of the nine supreme artifacts born from the beginning of chaos-the evil bow.

It also has the "Eye of the Great Dao" from the beginning of the world, from the supreme to the mysterious, and can observe the fate of the people.

With this bow, with this eye.

He can even sit on the holy mountain of Guizhe and pour wine leisurely, and shoot the enemy at anyone outside the five domains!

"Ten seats, one of the three emperors of the Holy God Hall, love the common people..."

Xu Xiaoshou's heart went cold.

At this moment, he knew how he got here.

If such a person wants to see him, he is probably just a downcast eye of the eye of the great way.

He wanted to face each other, and that was just a thought!

But this kind of means of traveling through time and space, in the battle between Sang Lao and Gou Wuyue, the ability to pull himself out alone...

"Half-holy?"

Xu Xiaoshou inexplicably felt that he could not detect the existence of the heartbeat.

How did this half-holy stare at him?

"who are you?"

Ai Cangsheng's appearance really surprised Xu Xiaoshou, but the first sentence he frowned quickly destroyed this artistic conception.

Obviously.

In his eyes, how could this mere innate talent be the target of Yu Lingdi's evil crime order?

He took a big mission to the Eastern Territory to capture the holy slave, was he joking about what he did?

innate?

Want to use the evil bow?

Xu Xiaoshou swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his mouth was dry, but he responded solemnly.

"Tan Ji."

He paused for a moment with lowered eyes, pondered for a moment, and then asked Silian again:

"who are you?"

"Didn't I sleep in Xinghualou?"

"Where is my sister Xing'er?"

"You kidnapped me?"

The scene froze for a while.

It has to be said that the amount of information given in these few words that cover the head and face is really too great.

It wasn't just Ai Cangsheng who was stunned.

Even the white-clothed boy behind him, who has always been aloof from the world and not moved by the world, has a look of contempt on his face at this moment.

Xinghualou?

Sister Myolie?

Sleep, sleep?

"Alas!"

The boy trembled and shuddered. He didn't understand how such a person would be targeted by Master Cangsheng.

"Oh, Tan Ji?"

Ai Cangsheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

If it weren't for his eyes of the great way to spy on the young man in front of him, he would be in the middle of the battle in the eight palaces of the Eastern Region. At this moment, he would be led astray for a while.

"you're good."

"Facing the semi-saint, his thinking is still so flexible, even after a few words... not even half a sentence!"

"What's your name?"

Xu Xiaoshou blinked his eyes wide: "Tan Ji...my surname is Xiaoshi, you can also call me Xiaoshi Tan Ji..."

Hey!

In a blink of an eye, the Guizhe Holy Mountain disappeared, and the Holy God Hall disappeared.

The boy in white, who loved the common people, also disappeared without a trace.

The last scene Xu Xiaoshou saw was the man in the wheelchair bending his bow and nodding his arrow.

The sinful bow infiltrated with demon energy, and the blood-red arrows entwined with evil spirits were pulled into a full moon.