"Yo ho ho!"

Yan Wuse was excited.

Sure enough, pride is like a Meisi person, and it is impossible to leave everything to others.

Yan Wuse was even more happy to see the Meisi people bury themselves in the inner island because they wanted to restrict his two angels of light.

In this way, all I have to face is the idle hatred in poor condition.

Even if he sometimes wields the Ancestral Shadow Staff, this staff can't do any frontal damage!

Yan Wuxi has a lot of knowledge about these ten powerful weapons.

This staff can strengthen the power of time and is indeed very powerful under certain circumstances.

But the higher the intensity, the greater the restrictions, not to mention non-temporal attributes. For example, changing the time of the entire Void Island will inevitably cost a lot every time.

With so much time left to hate, how many more times can I take action?

While thinking, Mei Si raised his sword and rushed into the sky, while Yan Wuse lowered his head and flashed towards Kong Yuhen.

The two of them are like the waters of the Jingwei River, passing by each other without disturbing each other.

"The spare hatred——"

Yan Wuse roared excitedly, his expression was excited, and his face lost its shape and form in the flash of light and shadow.

However, at this time, Kong Yuhen made vulgar actions that were extremely inconsistent with his identity.

He stretched out his hand into the void in front of him, pulled out a large handful of holy medicine, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"this?"

Yan Wuse turned into an aurora and passed through Kong Yuhen's body almost at the same time, but at a certain moment, he noticed something was wrong.

Above the nine heavens, the Angel of the Moon and the Angel of the Star were not hindered at all, and successfully reached the high altitude, each raising their arms.

However, Mei Siren, who was supposed to contain Yue and Star Angel, stopped halfway, turned around, and the secret formation of the sword path disappeared under his feet.

"The swordsmanship of the heart, the gods and Buddhas in front of you."

With a murmur, Taicheng Sword shook, and a ferocious sword elephant jumped out from behind Mei Siren.

The sword image at this time is extremely illusory and does not show a substantial form, because this sword focuses on the swordsmanship of the heart and no longer focuses on the spiritual thoughts.

As soon as the sword elephant appeared, Yan Wuse was forced out of the form of light. His expression flickered, and the ferocious devil flashed into his mind.

Sword Elephant broke into his spiritual world!

This is not strong.

The Wuyou Sword Style, which is also in the first realm, can break through the Yanwu Color, and the gods and Buddhas can naturally do it as well.

It's just that because the essence of the sword elephant is the power of penetrating spiritual thoughts, it requires a little more effort.

But that's all, after all, the Meisi people can't attack with all their strength!

Yan Wuse is also the master of everything in the state of consciousness and spirit.

He even transformed into a god of light, looking down at the vicious sword elephant that jumped into his spiritual world.

I have to say, this is a very stupid move!

Other half-saints may have strong spiritual skills, but corresponding shortcomings in spirit and soul.

The Three Emperors won't.

The Three Emperors have no shortcomings!

"Lord of Gods..."

On the sea of ​​consciousness, Yan Wuse incarnates as the spirit of light in his own world, spreading his arms high.

But the sound fell, the spiritual world was in turmoil, nine-day thunder disasters, volcanic eruptions, flash floods and tsunamis and other strange phenomena occurred.

The full moon is in the sky, and the evil spirits are created by themselves.

A ninety-nine-story lone building was pulled up from the ground. On the top of the ancient building, there was a lonely black figure.

In the real world, the second real body stepped on the kendo disk in the distance, activated the unity of heaven and man, and reached the sky in one step and flashed in front of "Kong Yuhen".

In front of this deity's face, Yan Wucolor, who was forced out of his body by Mei Si's sword elephant, was at this moment.

For a brief moment.

But, this is an opportunity!

"The art of swordsmanship is all demonic."

After receiving the teacher's sword, the second true form of the brave and unafraid of death finished one sentence, Yan Wuse's spiritual world received a cold look from the shadow of Gulou, and the devilish aura burst out from his eyes.

A moment.

Still only for a moment.

In less than half a breath, Yan Wuse adjusted his state.

It is impossible for the Three Emperors to go crazy!

It is impossible for the Three Emperors to be dominated by the will of others, or to be suppressed by the inner demon level of their own will!

Nowadays, the gods and Buddhas are just a joke to those who are firm in their hearts.

Opening his eyes, Meisi people are at the end of their rope, and Xu Xiaoshou is at the end of his rope.

Yan Wuse had a sneer on his face.

He laughed at the Mei Si people who didn't understand the difference between half-saints and half-saints. He laughed at Xu Xiaoshou who dared to take action despite his ignorance. He even laughed at Kongyu who was so weak that he needed help from others before he dared to take action against him.

If you look at it this way, maybe Kongyu Henlian's present body is just a semi-saint incarnation...

wrong!

The incarnation of a semi-saint is not so weak, right?

Even Xu Xiaoshou came over to help. Why did Kong Yu hate this and be so incompetent?

He is fake?

A certain possibility flashed through Yan Wuse's mind - only when someone was present, similar speculation could appear in Fang's mind at the Holy Temple.

"Meow~"

A cat's meow scratched Yan WuSe's thoughts and scratched his face.

After opening his eyes, he no longer saw Kong Yuhen's young face, but a vaguely medicinal... cat head?

After Yan Wuse's gaze was fixed, his pupils lost focus.

What did he see?

Three disgusting eyes!

From a cat...Hitomi Aika?!

The three gray flowers quickly turned over and flowed into the pupils. Yan Wuse briefly lost consciousness and opened his lips and teeth:

"Meow~"

This sound contained holy power and spread throughout almost half of the Void Island.

The colorless old face turned red on the spot after calling.

A moment!

It’s still only a moment!

Even though he was controlled by the Sanyan Eyes and the Turning Mind Aperture, Yan Wuse's powerful soul power still managed to break free in an instant.

On the contrary, the little white cat, whose body was filled with the scent of medicine, was so shocked by the backlash that it vomited blood and flew backwards, almost comatose.

"There is no time left to hate, and there is no point in stubbornly resisting..."

Before Yan WuSe could finish his words, his thoughts were almost frozen, and at the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He saw the face of a young man with a distorted expression. It was clearly not Kong Yuhen's, but... Xu Xiaoshou's?

Sure enough, it was Xu Xiaoshou!

So just now, you and No. 2 were restrained by this fake boy?

When was it replaced?

How could he have a semi-holy incarnation?

Or maybe this is the external incarnation inherited from the storyteller, but the external incarnation is clearly not this type of existence!

There was no time to think, Yan Wuse's consciousness was frozen.

He saw the right arm that had returned to Xu Xiaoshou's true form and was rounded like a blackened dead tree. The sleeves and robes turned into dead leaves in the waving air, and pieces flew away.

He saw the majestic energy condensed in the sleeveless red-scorched fist, compressed into a large mass, like the beginning of chaos, capable of opening up the power of heaven and earth.

Powerful, supreme, and unsolvable!
To be continued...