Wu Tie looked at Xi Yao very seriously.

There is no doubt that Xi Yao in front of him is not Xi Yao.

Even Wa Zhao is no longer the normal Wa Zhao.

Now that Wa Zhao, who is standing in front of Wu Tie, the aura on his body is no longer the elegant and noble queen of Fuxi, she is clearly a twisted and evil demon.

I don’t know what mysterious power it was that made Wa Zhao look like this.

What shocked Wu Tie even more was that a layer of soul power field shrouded beside Wa Zhao was almost condensed into a substantial soul power field.

In the distance, the Wu Kingdom army was crazily attacking the Xueyuan tribe. The battle brought about countless sand and dust. With the night wind, it blew to the Central Army camp. The sand and dust fell from the sky, and it was several inches away from Wazhao, and it silently turned into a wisp of blue smoke.

According to Wu Tie's judgment, the layer of soul power field shrouded by Wa Zhao's side, not to mention ordinary sand and dust, even ordinary quality innate spirit weapons will probably be wiped out if they touch them slightly.

This kind of power is definitely not the strength that Wa Zhao should have.

"Xi Yao... who are you?" Wu Tie stared at Xi Yao and asked about his origin. It was obvious that the changes in Wa Zhao's body were inseparable from this guy.

They escaped from the imperial secret prison in Tianwu City and ran to Wu Tie's central army camp. It was obviously Xi Yao's method and Xi Yao's proposal.

Xi Yao, who was looking at Fan Kun with affectionately, finally took the time to glance at Wu Tie. He chuckled softly, "Who am I? I am Xi Yao... Fuxi's Divine Kingdom, the best-gifted prince in history, Xi Yao."

After giggling a few times, Xi Yao vomited blood again to Xi Bubai, who was still spitting blood in the distance. He was supported by several Xi elders: "Xi Bubai, you are waiting... You colluded with outsiders and imprisoned the prince of the Fuxi Divine Kingdom without permission. Such behavior is considered to be a rebellion. You are waiting, and I will ascend to the throne of the Divine Emperor, and you will have good fruits."

Xi Bubai swallowed a healing pill, lifted his breath, raised his head, and looked at Xi Yao very seriously.

Then, he kept shaking his head: "You are not Xi Yao, you are not him... You are holding his body, but you are not him... Evil Demon heretics, what exactly are you here..."

Xi Bubai's words suddenly stopped.

He seemed to remember something. His expressions were exactly the same as those of the elders of the Xi tribe. Everyone's eyes were wide and round, staring at Xi Yao like a ghost.

They remembered that some of the top secrets in the secret files of Fuxi's Divine Kingdom were limited to confidential information that the senior officials of the royal family could read.

"The evil spirit demon...you, you, you swallowed Xi Yao's soul, you..." Xi Bubai gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to come here alone, you, you...Fuxi's divine kingdom belongs to the order, and kill this beast at any cost!"

Behind Xi Bubai and several elders of the Xi tribe, hundreds of masters from the divine realm of Fuxi's divine kingdom agreed.

"Kill me?" Xi Yao smiled slightly and glanced at Wa Zhao.

Standing in the air, Wa Zhao immediately landed on the ground, twisted her slender waist, and walked towards Xi Bubai and others step by step. As she walked, she said in a whisper: "Who dares to do it? Xi Bubai, you are really brave...Do you dare to order the beheading of my prince. Do you want to usurp the throne?"

Xi is no longer in vain and is silent.

Several elders of the Xi tribe were unable to speak out.

A group of experts from the Fuxi Divine Kingdom looked at Wa Zhao, and no one dared to move for a moment.

Wa Zhao is the queen of the current Divine Emperor of Fuxi Kingdom, and is also the daughter of Wa Zhao, the most important ally of Fuxi Kingdom. She is the bond that maintains the ally relationship between Fuxi Kingdom and Wa clan. If she takes action against her... no one can predict the consequences.

Even if everyone could see that something was wrong with Wa Zhao at this moment.

But who dares to touch one of her hair?

Putting aside Wa Zhao's identity in Fuxi's Divine Kingdom, let alone... The old wives of the Wa clan are the most protective of their shortcomings, and women are the best at unreasonable, especially a group of elderly women who protect their shortcomings and are even more unreasonable ancestors.

Who dares to touch Wazhao's hair?

Xi Bubai dared not.

"Kill me?" Xi Yao sneered sarcastically: "If you want to kill me, just step over my mother's body... Mother, just stare at these idiots. Whoever dares to do it, you will commit suicide immediately on the spot."

"I want to see who would dare to bear the crime of "forcing the contemporary gods of Fuxi Kingdom to death"!"

Xi Yao smiled particularly brightly.

Wa Zhao smiled slightly, took out a short sword from somewhere, and put it on her heart very well. She didn't say anything, but just stared at Xi Bubai and others intently. Obviously, as long as they dared to move, she would really dare to commit suicide.

Xi Bubai and others did not dare to move, and they stood obediently, even their breathing became much softer.

Xi Yao laughed a few more times, he glanced at Wu Tie and shook his head: "Originally, I'm here to cause trouble for you... I want to force you to give the throne of King Wu to the white squid and the red-crowned crane, and by the way, you can force you to marry your sister Wa Xiaoxi to me."

After sighing, Xi Yao said leisurely: "But now, these things are not important anymore. You, wait."

Xi Yao waved at Wu Tieman casually like driving a mosquito, "You, wait, wait until I refine the relics in this bald man's body, and we will settle our accounts slowly."

He let out a heavy breath, and Xi Yao narrowed his eyes and looked at Fan Kun.

"Where do you come from? Do you have a teacher? Well, what I mean is there are many Buddhist practices like you where you come?" Xi Yao smiled particularly brightly: "It's really a great surprise. I really didn't expect to meet a good baby like you."

Fan Kun's face looked ugly.

Although his skin is a bit too fair, it is also a bonus brought by his talent in his clan. Such a mighty man was called a "good baby" by Xi Yao's strange voice. It goes without saying that Fan Kun's mood is so complicated.

He snorted heavily, and Fan Kun said in a muffled voice: "I come from the extreme east Shenzhou, and I am the Great Honglian Temple of the Three Gods of the Shui Dynasty. The disciples of the Three Buddhas' Angry Buddha's seat are also Fan Kun."

Xi Yao raised his eyebrows and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh, Suichao in the extreme east China? I know, I know... it is a dangerous area marked as a red warning zone. Very few of my ex and those wastes dare to come over there."

With a smile, Xi Yao said leisurely: "They dare not come, they are just training agents within your Sui Dynasty... It's a pity that this method is not strong in killing you."

Xi Yao said with a smile: "But it will be different from now on... These days, I have been busy improving my strength and have not read the information about the Sui Dynasty seriously. If I had known that there would be a Buddhist sect in the Sui Dynasty, I would have personally attacked you."

"But it's not too late, it's so nice, it's really good." Xi Yao said enthusiastically: "Come on, let's talk about it, how many disciples are there in your Dahonglian Temple? Three Buddhas? Are you only three Buddha-level powerful men? What a pity, it's such a pity. Well, besides the Three Buddhas, how many Bodhisattvas, how many Arhats, how many Vajras, and how many monks and Taoists do you have?"

Fan Kun looked at Xi Yao's excited face and inexplicably felt a chill from his heart.

He looked at Xi Yao and asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

Xi Yao said with a brilliant smile: "Of course, use all means to destroy your Dahonglian Temple and refine you all into relics... Hehe, the relics of the disciples of the Buddhist sect are much better than any soul crystal for me."

Xi Yao was so excited that his body was trembling slightly: "Even, if the flesh and blood of your Buddhist disciples have enough quality and enough flesh and blood, the refined true blood of the Buddha can allow me to have...the real...my own...the unique bloodline...the body."

Fan Kun's face changed drastically again. This time, he no longer had a quarrel with Xi Yao, but took one step and punched Xi Yao.

With a punch, a faint golden flame ignited from Fan Kun's right fist. On his fist, a ten thousand-character Buddha seal appeared and faintly appeared. The sound of Buddhist singing in the void was like a dragon roar. A large magnificent glass Buddha light fell from the air. Wu Tie's vast central army camp suddenly became sacred and solemn, spotless, and all the dust and impurities in the void disappeared in an instant.

What a solemn and gorgeous pure glazed land.

Fan Kun's punch actually changed the world environment of this small world.

The faces of many subordinates behind Wu Tie changed. Have they ever seen such magical powers?

Xi Yao just smiled, and the black air behind him became increasingly strong, spreading rapidly in all directions. A small skeleton crown buckled on Xi Yao's head, and the ferocious skeleton crown made a sharp ghost roar. Suddenly, the sky was dark and a terrifying evil force eroded everyone present.

Wu Tie shouted lightly, and a vast and powerful righteous spirit above his head soared into the sky. In the air around his body, countless twisted and transparent figures could be seen faintly disappearing, shattered by Wu Tie's bursting of righteous spirit.

The most righteous spirit in heaven and earth is the purest Yang, the most fierce, the most straightforward and pure power, the most rigid and the most upright, the nemesis of all negative evil forces.

Xi Yao's skeleton crown was just restrained by Wu Tie's Haoran's righteousness. Even though he was the supreme artifact of the Soul God Clan, he could not hurt Wu Tie at all. Not only that, Wu Tie's righteousness turned into a huge umbrella cover and hung down, protecting all the subordinates behind him.

The god-level subordinates behind Wu Tie felt a slight flower in front of him, and their souls were slightly swaying. As Wu Tie's noble righteousness fell, all abnormalities completely disappeared.

Xi Bubai and the elders of the Xi tribe did not have such good treatment.

Wu Tie didn't care about them, Xi Bubai and others faced the soul impact released by the skeleton crown. Hundreds of Xi clan masters groaned at the same time, and blood continued to seep out of their nostrils. They swayed one by one, and then more than half of them fell to the ground.

The person who fell to the ground was soft, his face turned slightly white, and his spirit was greatly damaged.

Xi Yao smiled.

The main attacks of Skeleton Crown all rushed towards Fan Kun.

The pure glass world around Fan Kun made a slight cracking sound, and extremely thin black cracks could be seen continuously emerging and spreading around.

Fan Kun let out a low roar and kept approaching Xi Yao with heavy punches.

Xi Yao waved his left hand, and a strange-shaped long-handled sickle flew out of his sleeve silently, and slashed at Fan Kun's lower body with an extremely vicious sword.

Fan Kun's body emitted a faint golden light, and he withstood the knife with his body without dodging.

Fan Kun's heavy punch hit Xi Yao's body. Xi Yao groaned, and black figures continued to appear in his body. His body continued to retreat, and the black figures continued to dissipate one by one and annihilate, but Xi Yao's expression was as usual, and it was obvious that he was not really hurt.

Instead, Fan Kun, who had such an amazing punch, suddenly turned pale with his originally fair face.

A dark knife mark on his lower abdomen was clearly visible.

Fan Kun's body was very strong, and the knife mark was only half an inch into his body. For Fan Kun, this injury was actually not a big harm at all. However, the knife mark obviously brought Fan Kun great pain. He shivered and kept retreating, and his pores continued to seep out of cold sweat the size of soybeans.

Wu Tie said in a low voice: "Soul damage?"

Xi Yao turned around and smiled at Wu Tie: "That's right, soul damage... the feeling of Yuan Ling being slashed, do you want to try it?"

Wu Tie didn't say anything, but looked at the long-handled sickle held in Xi Yao's hand with extraordinary fear.

Fan Kun's body shook, and then he took more than ten steps backwards.

A very pleasant and extremely clear and melodious voice came from afar: "Fan Kun, you big fish, you usually rely on your thick skin and thick flesh to be free, but today you have met your opponent?"

The voice chuckled softly. In the laughter, three handsome young men wearing white long goose goose-haired crowns and holding white goose-feathered fan shook step by step, and walked over slowly in a steady and steady manner.

The one who spoke was the young man standing in the middle of the three.

However, although he was teasing Fan Kun, the eyes of the three of them actually fell on Wu Tie.

The eyes made Wu Tie very uncomfortable, and he felt like a year-old old ghost. Suddenly, he saw a peerless beauty bathing in the river in the wilderness. His eyes were green and he was full of endless greed.

Fan Kun took a deep breath, and a golden glow flashed around him, and a trace of black air kept flying out from the knife marks on his lower abdomen.

He looked at the three young men, gritted his teeth and sneered, "I didn't pick a good day when I went out, I stepped on the dogs - shit! Three hypocrites, why are you here?"

After cursing a swear word, Fan Kun looked at Wu Tie with a hint of gloating: "King Wu, you're done, haha, you're targeted by the hypocrites of the White Lotus Palace... Ha, you actually developed Haoran righteousness? Ha, it's the real Haoran righteousness, not the fake guy in their White Lotus Palace... You, hehe, there's a huge trouble waiting for you!"
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