As for whether Mr. Chen will hide his own privates, don’t worry about it. Since he swears with the heart of martial arts, if you want to deceive, you must pay the price. Bit missed.
It can be said that as long as they can obtain this first-hand information, then the three of them will definitely be able to seize the slightest chance in the next great battle, and have a better chance to win the emperor.
At this point, whether it was the middle-aged woman or another man, they couldn't help staring at the stone demon fiercely, as if what was in front of them was not the demon that everyone hated, but a plate of delicious fairy delicacies.
At this moment, the old Chen, who was exploring the secrets of the stone demon's sea of knowledge, suddenly changed his complexion and burst out all over his body. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged woman and the man who were focusing on suppressing the stone demon were shocked by surprise. Body shape.
"What's wrong!" The man was furious, thinking that Mr. Chen had discovered some terrible information and he didn't want to share it with them, so he got into trouble and urged them to do it.
If this is the case, it can only show that Old Chen is short-sighted.
But when I looked at it, I realized that the situation was not what I thought, Mr. Chen's state...
"Old Chen seems... something is not right." The middle-aged woman also noticed the situation and stared in front of her and said.
At this moment, there were two red blood flowing out of Old Chen's eyes. Not only that, but his face was flushed, and his violent spiritual thoughts swept away like a tide, as if he was in a delusion.
"Blood... Bloody!" Old Chen gritted his teeth and groaned, staggering back, unstoppable, and then fell to the sky, blood spurting out of his mouth, his breath quickly weakened.
"What?" The middle-aged woman turned pale, and instinctively checked the surroundings. What the word "Xue Li" means, the pseudo-emperor of the star realm is naturally clear. That is the demon saint of the demon realm, which is comparable to the great emperor.
It's just... Can the Demon Sage enter the Xuantian Temple
"Soul restraint!" On the contrary, the man was quick-thinking, and suddenly thought of the key points, exclaimed: "This stone demon's sea of knowledge has the restraint of souls, and we are in the midst of it."
When the middle-aged woman heard the words, she realized that it was not the blood li who entered the Xuantian Temple, but what restrictions he had left in this sea of stone demon knowledge, which caused Old Chen to be a poisonous hand at this moment.
"Help... Help me!" Old Chen's Qiqiao kept overflowing with blood, and he made a cry for help. Even the two pseudo-emperors next to him could clearly perceive what power his divine consciousness was fighting against.
And that power, needless to say, must come from Demon Saint Blood Li!
The middle-aged woman and the man looked at each other, and they both saw the struggle in each other's eyes. The demon saints are too famous to fight with them. They really don’t have the courage and confidence. Don’t save Old Chen. On the contrary, it is not worthwhile to get yourself trapped.
But watching Old Chen look so indifferent and unbearable, and... the blood li should just plant a divine soul forbidden in the sea of knowledge of the stone demon, and the power that can be exerted should be limited.
After hesitating for a while, the two shook their bodies together, came to Old Chen's side, each pointed a finger to the left and right of Old Chen's forehead.
Spiritual thoughts surged, and the two of them couldn't care much at this moment, the spirit body rushed into the sea of knowledge of Old Chen, and immediately afterwards, the faces of the middle-aged woman and the man changed endlessly.
After half an hour, the middle-aged woman and the man suddenly opened their eyes, gasping for breath, and a paleness appeared on their faces.
The two looked at each other, and both saw the horror in each other's eyes.
"It's careless!" The middle-aged woman gritted her teeth, but who knew that the blood would leave a distraction in the mind of a semi-sage? Even if he is a demon saint, this approach is not without burden for him.
And just a distraction caused the three pseudo-emperors to fall into a bitter battle. The power that the opponent can display may not be stronger than any one of them, but the use of power is not as good as three of them. What's more, the battlefield is Old Chen's knowledge of the sea, whether it is the middle-aged woman or the man, is somewhat restrained, but on the contrary, it is a bloody distraction that can act unscrupulously and let it go.
Although this bitter battle killed the bloody distraction, the price paid was not small.
The man glanced at Old Chen, and a sad expression appeared on his face: "Old Chen, he..."
The middle-aged woman also looked sad: "Although there is no life worry, but..." At this point, she sighed heavily.
"Find a place to settle down first," the man suggested.
"It can only be so."
After a while, in a cave, the middle-aged woman headed in and made sure that there was no danger inside, and then her spirit surged and sent a message to the outside. After a while, the man carried the unconscious Old Chen into the room and placed him. In a clean place, go back and arrange it outside the cave.
This time, Old Chen was in a coma, and he was in a coma for three days, and didn't woke up until three days later.
As a pseudo-emperor, even though he was in a coma, he knew what his condition was. When I opened my eyes, the two companions next to him immediately watched, and the middle-aged woman asked with concern: "Old Chen, how do you feel?"
Old Chen coughed lightly, sat up with a strong spirit, and smiled bitterly: "This time, it's really a steal."
Another man said: "Who would have thought that there would be such an arrangement... Mr. Chen..."
Old Chen raised his hand and stopped: "I know the situation of the old man. I am afraid that I will not be able to participate in this great battle." His attitude is pretty free and easy, but he can watch it whether it is the middle-aged woman or the man. Out of the deep loneliness and fleeting unwillingness in the eyes of Old Chen.
Who can be willing, the Great Dao dispute, a grand event that can only be encountered once in tens of thousands of years, how many pseudo-emperors have exhausted their lives and can't wait for the opportunity. Finally had the opportunity to come in and have the opportunity to aspire to the pinnacle of the martial arts, but how long did it take for him to come to such a fate.
In the previous battle of the soul, although he had two companions to help save his life, the soul was severely injured. This kind of injury has cut off his martial arts road, and the trauma on the soul may not be able to recover in this life, and he fell into the false emperor. The realm is a matter of time.
It can be said that he has nothing to do with this Great Dao dispute. Thanks to Chen Lao's own good temperament cultivation, someone with a slightly inferior state of mind will go crazy immediately when he encounters this kind of thing.
"Time is also fate, but the old man's sacrifice is not in vain if he can inquire about such information." Old Chen laughed at himself, and immediately looked at his two companions with solemn expression: "This information must be passed out anyway, telling you. Other colleagues, let them be vigilant, don't follow in the footsteps of the old man."
"Don't worry, if we meet others, we will tell them." The middle-aged woman nodded solemnly.
The man sighed and said: "It's a pity, if the ethereal orb can be used..." After they came in, they immediately discovered the unusable drawback of the ethereal orb, which caused even such important information to not be passed out.
"The two have been with the old man for a few days. Don't delay here anymore. Please go out as soon as possible. If you miss the opportunity, the old man will die. You can only bother you two with the old man."
The middle-aged woman said: "If Mr. Chen can trust him, the concubine will do his best to protect Mr. Chen's safety."
Old Chen smiled: "I can't believe it."
The middle-aged woman nodded, took out a bead, and leaned toward Old Chen with her bare hands, saying, "Offended."
Old Chen relaxed his mind and was instantly caught in a realm of beads.
In the cave, the middle-aged woman and her only companion looked at each other and said: "Go out, it's important to find someone else to meet up."
The man had no objection.
Inside a bead, Old Chen's expression was sad, two lines of turbid tears slid down his cheeks...
The opening of the Xuantian Temple took less than ten days, and great battles broke out everywhere. Whenever the pseudo-emperor and the semi-saints met, they would basically fight each other.
The pseudo-emperors of the star realm are still relatively restrained. After all, there are more semi-sages, and they don’t know anything about the situation in the Xuantian Temple. They are in a state of lagging behind in intelligence. May there be more troubles. However, if they have an absolute advantage in number, such as Mr. Chen and the others, they don't mind cutting off one or two semi-sages.
Compared with the pseudo-emperors, the semi-sages are much more radical, and if they have a little advantage, they will look like they are going to kill them all.
In just ten days, there were as many as five or six false emperors and semi-sages who fell in the Xuantian Temple.
This number is extremely terrifying. You must know that for so many years in the struggle between the two worlds, billions of warriors from the two races have participated, and there are only a dozen or twenty pseudo-emperor and semi-sage-level powerhouses who have died in battle.
The cruelty and bloody of the Great Dao dispute can be seen.
With the passage of time, the pseudo-emperor and the half-holy continue to find their companions in their respective camps, and go together. No matter how big the Xuantian Temple is, it has its own limits. Everyone is in the same secret realm, and there is always time to meet .
However, whether it is a pseudo-emperor or a semi-sage, as long as the body dies in this Xuantian Temple, it will instantly turn into a corpse, as if it was taken away by some power.
With the destruction of the strong, the chaotic and hazy air in the giant cauldron in the deepest part of the Xuantian Temple became more and more solid, and the darkness that enveloped the surroundings became much lighter.
"Huh..." In the Little Profound Realm, Yang Kai let out a sigh of relief, the aquamarine light on his body gradually disappeared, and the injuries left by the semi-holy battle with that demon clan finally recovered. Not only that, but also digesting that one. After the experience and gains and losses of the war, Yang Kai also gradually realized his shortcomings.
After all, it was the first half-holy in his heyday that he was fighting alone and killed. Various details are constantly playing back in his mind these days. Yang Kai is confident that if he is given another chance, he will definitely be able to use the smallest amount. Taking down that semi-sage for the price would not cause such a severe injury. But if you want to kill the opponent, you still have to pay some price.
Strength, or strength! Now he is no more than the cultivation base of the High Grade Demon King, if he can be promoted to Semi-Holy...
Yang Kai clenched his fists, there were countless opportunities in the Xuantian Temple, and he didn't know if he could be promoted to Semi-Holy here.