"arrest!"

His brows narrowed, the Taixu world suddenly paused, and Xu Xiaoshou felt that he was frozen.

Mr. Sang didn't come here in a deceitful way, he just casually popped up two embers of fire.

Phew! Phew!

The sound of breaking wind passed by, Xu Xiaoshou's body was shaken, he broke free from the restraints and leaned down.

As expected, the two fire seeds sank and shot through Xu Xiaoshou's nostrils.

"Fuck... Poof! Ahem! You..."

Xu Xiaoshou was choked and coughed repeatedly. He held his mouth and coughed out a piece of fire. He opened his nose again and sprayed out the other, larger piece that was stuck uncomfortably.

Just as he was about to get angry, Xu Xiaoshou held two embers to illuminate the fire, his expression fell into confusion.

On the third floor of the Lingzang Pavilion of Tiansang Ling Palace, not long after he started practicing alchemy, didn't he do this to him?

This memory can only be known to each other, because Mr. Sang was even pretending to be calm at that time, how could he spread this matter everywhere?

so……

"Old Man Sang?" Xu Xiao raised his eyes in surprise.

"Huh!" Mr. Sang walked over calmly with his hands behind his back, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart.

This kid's tricks are endless. Who knows if he has remembered it or is he pretending to be stupid again?

"Impossible, that straw hat has long been broken, how can I still enter your Taixu world?" Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

"Black Flame God." Sang Lao said calmly, keeping a safe distance from the traitor and looking at each other coldly.

Black Flame God...

What is this?

Xu Xiaoshou thought for a long time before he remembered that the last time he entered the Taixu world, Mr. Sang gave him three things.

One is a virtual image, the second is a holy image, and the third is a large bottle of holy blood.

The virtual image in it came from himself. He decided on the name at that time and called it "Black Flame God".

"Your virtual image?" Xu Xiaoshou asked uncertainly.

"Have you forgotten?" Mr. Sang understood something.

"Ah, no, I didn't forget, I just..."

"If you forget, you just forget. No need to talk nonsense anymore."

Mr. Sang waved his hand to interrupt ruthlessly, and walked around Xu Xiaoshou several times with a cold face, "You have never used my virtual image, so you haven't seen me until now?"

Damn it, is this virtual image another back-up trick that Old Man Sang left for him?

When you encounter a situation like the last time you faced a different situation and was controlled, or you are now unconscious, can you use it to crack it?

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned pale as he said, "I've never used them before. The ones I fight now are all Half-Saints, Holy Emperors, and Holy Icons are not up to par, so what else can I use... eh?"

Seeing Mr. Sang's flushed face, he hurriedly stopped.

"You deserve to be punished!" Mr. Sang couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to ejaculate again.

This time Xu Xiaoshou didn't dodge, he bared his teeth and put his hands in front of his face, as if he knew he was wrong and had to resist a blow to make up for it, "Just don't slap me in the face!"

The third time, the sleeveless Chijiao hand stopped and rested on his head.

"That's all..." Mr. Sang sighed, not wanting to mention the past anymore, "What kind of dilemma did you encounter again?"

Xu Xiaoshou put down his hands and felt a sore nose for no reason, "The old slut is so disgusting. This thief has been doing this since the beginning of the Secret Realm of Four Symbols..."

As soon as the conversation started, the desire to talk was completely unstoppable and poured out like a flood.

There has never been a moment when Xu Xiaoshou could complain so much to others.

He went from the Four Symbols Secret Realm to the Holy Emperor Qilin, to the Beihuai Shenyi, to the Tianji Formation outside Yujing City, to Qingyuan Mountain in Changde Town...

Even his "external incarnation" was blown up, and he was almost taken away from his body in the apricot world, and then turned back an army and escaped from death with great cleverness, all of which were vividly expressed.

Unknowingly, the two of them went from standing and chatting to sitting, without the sun or the moon.

Xu Xiaoshou spitted all over the place, and Sang Lao watched with a smile. Listening to his full output, he felt a little more distressed.

When the toothache also occurs faintly, the heartache disappears.

"The old slut is really disgusting, but Ba Zunzhen is not a good person either. This thief No. 2..."

Xu Xiaoshou spewed out one by one the things that happened to Bazunzun, how he failed to do anything and left him to face Dao Qiongang alone.

Of course he knew that Sang Lao and Bazun had different understandings of Taoism and did not seek each other. There was a conflict between the two people.

He is now deepening this contradiction!

In the process of complaining, he cleverly omitted the appearance of Xiang Aunt Shenyi, Ye Xiaotian, Mei Siren, etc. - they naturally appeared because they cared about him.

When he was enjoying himself to the fullest, he talked about the battle on Void Island that Mr. Sang definitely didn't know about.

In this battle, he rode the Black Dragon of the Holy Emperor across the battlefield, used the power of the Four Divine Pillars to resist the Holy Emperor Wanze, and finally killed Rao Keai with one sword.

Of course, he also skipped the process of becoming a disciple of Mei Si. After all, he was extremely talented and had a photographic memory, so he could learn everything on his own.

It also deepened how disgusting the Eight Masters were, planning the overall situation and squeezing themselves desperately. In the end, he came out to enjoy the highlight moment all by himself, and then took away the door to the second side.

"I didn't ask for it, does that mean I don't want it? Of course not!"

"I was waiting for him to take the initiative to give it to me. After all, in the battle on Void Island, I was the first! The first!"

"This guy didn't even drop a drop of sweat. In the end, he took away the second door in a majestic manner... Wow!"

"Listen, this thief is simply more disgusting than a coquettish old man, don't you think so?"

"Yes." After listening quietly, Sang Lao could agree from time to time, and even add a word or two of disdain when he interrupted, whether it was Bazun Shui or Xu Xiaoshou:

"Didn't I tell you in the Eighth Palace that the ancient sword cultivators are all mentally retarded? I told you not to believe that guy, but you didn't listen? It's your own fault now, okay?"

"It's not your fault..." Xu Xiao was sprayed all over the place. Hearing the sound, he wanted to spray Mr. Sang again, but suddenly he thought of the scene after he blocked the arrow before going crazy.

He fell silent.

My backer has never been Long Rongzhi.

"Rumble!"

The world of Taixu is not stable.

After encountering several attacks from the two of them, even if they didn't get hit, they started to collapse.

Time seems to be limited...

"Are you at the site of the God-killing Officer now?" Xu Xiaoshou changed the subject after taking a glance at the disintegrated world.

"right."

"Isn't it possible to escape?"

"No, even if I don't die there, I will just go back to the Dead Sea after I come out."

"Oh, that's what I thought. I'm so smart..."

Mr. Sang found it funny.

Even if he was not in a high mood, he could praise himself even if he just subconsciously praised him casually. Only Xu Xiao suffered from it.

"Remember to come to the ruins when you have time. I left something good for you. Remember to find a good hiding spot so that no one will wait for you." Sang Lao said.

"What good stuff?" Xu Xiaoshou's eyes lit up.

Sang Lao did not say directly: "Everyone is coveting something that the eight masters may need..."

Everyone covets you?

His appetite cannot be satisfied by ordinary saint emperors. Is he trying to make himself a god and ancestor?

Just when he was about to speak, Mr. Sang shook his head and smiled: "No need to ask, the thing is not in your hand, you can't remember it."

hiss!

Can't remember...

Xu Xiaoshou gasped. Is it really possible that it involves the level of becoming a god and proclaiming an ancestor?

"Buzz!"

At this moment, my mind suddenly shook, and a large number of broken images were transmitted.

There are strange ghost beasts raging in Qingyuan Mountain, there are blood-shadowed copper coins outside Yujing City, and there is a funny old man with a fluffy afro...

There are the Five Deceivers of Heavenly Beings who are hiding in the Dao and vigorously activating the Blood World Pearl, there is the Shadow Staff of the Ancestor of Time that was suddenly picked up from under the ancestral tree Longxing, and there is a fool who is shouting something...

"Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have the seed!!!"

When this sentence exploded in my mind, blood splattered.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that the scene in front of him had become so unreal. The wrinkles on Sang Lao's face were blurred, as if they had been beautified.
To be continued...