Just now, Yang Xiao and others were about to capture the waiter, but then a mysterious strong man appeared and seriously injured everyone with his palm.
If it weren't for the centipede, Yang Xiao and others would have been killed by the mysterious strong man now.
"Brother Wushuang, you're finally here!" Xiang Yang's aura was floating. It was obvious that he had just experienced life and death, and now he still felt scared. He quickly pulled Jiang Shang and walked behind Jian Wushuang, and then felt a little sense of security.
Jiang Shang was not so afraid of death, his eyes were still cold, his arrogant little head was held high, and he said in a sharp tone: "Senior Wushuang, it was the strong man in black who just took action. With just one palm, everyone was seriously injured. I'm afraid it was a strike." A great monk in the Huaying stage!”
Taking a look at Jiang Shang who was calm and composed, Jian Wushuang was very satisfied, because he looked very much like Jiang Shang in the Qishen Temple back then. He remembered how calm he was when chasing the opponent at that time, and how brave and resourceful he was in the face of his pursuit.
"Senior Wushuang?" Jiang Shang felt a little uncomfortable being stared at all the time. His face turned red and he lowered his eyebrows slightly, and his voice became softer.
"Ahem!" Jian Wushuang quickly averted his eyes, coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment, and then turned to look at the mysterious old man in black.
The other person has silver hair, is dressed in black, and looks full of energy.
This is not the dead infant strongman from the Demon Cult secretly.
But a strong man that he had never noticed or discovered.
Even now when they were face to face, he didn't notice the other person's aura.
"Your Excellency's plan is much more difficult to deal with than a puppet!" Jian Wushuang took a step, his figure suddenly rose, and he was eye-level with the opponent.
The old man in white standing under the intact beam had a look of surprise in his eyes. I reluctantly said, "How did he destroy the small array you put up?"
"Complicated!" Jian Youshuang thought, and the imaginary power rose. This was the power of consciousness displayed by Jiang Shang, who was always open.
You can even achieve consciousness incarnation.
Once you burn that Jiang Shang, you can even kill Huaying.
"So weak!" The old man in white was shocked.
Then I seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed: "Is he a weakling from the lower world?"
I can tell that Jian Youshuang's aura is only in the golden elixir stage, because Jian Youshuang has no hidden aura at this time, but this always-open Shen Yu is clearly comparable to the divine phase state.
That’s why he blurted out that he was a weakling in the lower world.
"The lower realm?" Jian Youshuang's heart moved. Although I know that there is no lower realm, I am not at all vague about the lower realm. I even have no idea about the current big world. For example, Xiao Tang's true immortal is also There is no one who created the princess' tomb.
At this moment, no one happened to help me answer my questions, so I pretended to be flustered and said, "Everyone is the same, there's nothing to be surprised about!"
"Oh, you think you are also a weakling from the lower realm?" The old man in white's originally tense expression became slightly anxious.
They are all planning people, and their slowness of thinking is far from human. With just one sentence, they can deduce that Jian Youshuang does not come from the lower world.
Because I am a weak person from the lower realm, the reason why I think Jian Youshuang is a weak person from the lower realm is because of Jiang Shang, but just now Jian Youshuang said that I am also from the lower realm, I can see that Jian Youshuang’s words are false.
The old man in white is not from the lower world, but a weak native of that world.
The way to distinguish between the lower and upper realms is power.
The power system of the lower realm is completely the same as that of the upper realm. Although the old man in white has never been to the lower realm, it can be seen from the inheritance that the magical powers and secrets of the lower realm are rarely the same as those of the upper realm.
"Also, what is your name?"
"The sword has two pairs!"
At the moment when his name was announced, Jian Youshuang frowned, knowing that he had just said the wrong thing, and now the old man in white was changing the subject frequently.
Obviously you will doubt anything I say again.
"Miscalculation. If the other party came from the lower world, he should know space crystals and use that kind of treasure to refine a puppet. Instead, he went to restore his own strength. Obviously I know space crystals, so I refined the sword into a puppet!" Youshuang sighed secretly in his heart.
They had just fought, and they had already made two mistakes.
The other party definitely has an exquisite heart.
Even though he is in the mundane world, he can still appreciate the wisdom of the mundane world. When we choose to follow the path of spiritual practice, some will choose to follow the path, the heart, or the kidneys.
Obviously the other party has lost his mind.
My mood is very weak, I don't panic at all when things happen, and I can use my few words to decipher my lies, trigger them, and change the topic and attention.
In that case, Jian Youshuang would be completely passive.
Before each announced his or her name, Jian Youshuang spoke cautiously, but instead used the other person's name to infer the other person's identity bit by bit.
Immortal from Four Dusts!
That's the other party's nickname.
Being able to refine a puppet must have acquired the secret magic power of the lower realm, and it is strange to know that the weak in the lower realm are weak.
In terms of realm, he may have been a monk in the realm of gods, but for some reason he fell into the form of a human being. Now he should be in a cooperative relationship with Emperor Tang.
After all, a person who could be called a super weak person in the mortal world would succumb to imperial power.
cooperate!
Following that point, Jian Youshuang spoke.
"Fellow Daoist Sichen, now that I have spoken openly, I would like to be more straightforward. I will give you face this time and spare Yang Xiao's life. If you have any needs, just ask!"
Jian Youshuang has a very high posture. I know the opponent's strength very clearly, but at most he is a monk in the middle stage of infant transformation. If he really wants to take action, I have absolutely no problem, but there are not so many people outside.
If Yang Xiao dies, it will be very troublesome.
If I had known earlier, I would have delayed asking Yang Xiao about Jiang Guo, and ended up like this.
Sichen Immortal stroked his beard heavily and said with a faint smile: "There is no word in the world. I have always admired it, so I might as well tell my Taoist friends to hear it!"
"Please!" Jian Youshuang stretched out his hands and said.
"Eat the king's salary, do the king's work, and relieve the king's worries!"
After Sichen Immortal finished speaking, he still looked calm and calm.
But Jian Youshuang's expression darkened.
The other party gave little face, complicated words, and took advantage of others to do things for them. Yang Xiao's life was saved or saved.
In this case, there is nothing to talk about with the other party.
"Xiang Yang went downstairs with telepathy, stayed with Chen Yuan, and took Chen Yuan away when he saw the opportunity!"
I transmitted the message quietly, but Jiang Shang had already reached his peak.
"No one can escape from me today!"
Immortal Sichen raised his hand and held up a golden light.
Buzz!
The flashing golden light opened the eyes of everyone it illuminated.
Even Jian Youshuang felt the pain in his eyes. Fortunately, Jiang Shang was not covering the surrounding area, so he could see everything clearly.
But the rest of the people didn't feel that good. They covered their eyes and huddled up happily.
Only seven people present were still standing intact.
In addition to Jian Youshuang and Si Chenli, there were also the Tongshan protector and Xiang Yang.
(End of chapter)