The protagonist is obviously strong but very cautious

Chapter 688 Practice, genius monsters! ! !
Jiushijian and Dao Xuemei felt cold all over, and an inexplicable emotion permeated their whole bodies.

Because of what?
Because there is a human head in the universe bag that Faceless gave them.

The head was none other than Xiao Ting, the elder of the Xiao family's foreign affairs.

They never expected Xiao Ting to be beheaded.

The two of them really wanted to kill Xiao Ting.

But Xiao Ting is a member of the Xiao family after all, if they take action to kill them, the consequences will be very troublesome, or something serious will happen.

It's different now.

Xiao Ting was killed by Faceless, I believe the news will spread soon.

"Sorry, sorry." The reception puppet suddenly apologized.

"I'm sorry, both of you, I took it by mistake. Here is the gift the master gave you. Please return this universe bag to me, both of you."

The smiles of the reception puppets are very sincere, and there is nothing wrong with it.

But in the eyes of Jiushijian and Dao Xuemei, it only added a touch of coldness.

Got it wrong?
You treat us two as three-year-old children, but it's obviously this guy without face who gives us both a blow.

Now that I have successfully dismounted, I will be given a sweet date for both of them.

In this way, the purpose of Faceless is very clear.

Don't say anything honestly, otherwise, you will end up the same as Xiao Ting.

They have seen how faceless means.

Overlord, Emperor Xuanyuan, Martial Dao, so strong, they are as weak as a baby in front of them, unable to overcome any storms.

If Wumian thought about it, their heads fell to the ground in minutes.

"Ahem...Mr. You Lao, go back and tell Brother Faceless that my brother and I understand the deep meaning, please rest assured Brother Faceless."

Jiushijian responded quickly, and said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, Mr. You Lao told Brother Faceless that if there is something that we brothers can use in the future, just open your mouth, my brothers are obliged to do so."

Dao Xuemei is flattering in the air, I believe whoever hears this will feel very comfortable.

"Don't worry, both of you, I will definitely bring what they said to you. Then we will meet again on the road ahead, see you on Xianlu."

The reception puppet was very social, clasped his hands together, and then burst into ashes with a bang.

This……

Jiushijian and Dao Xuemei were dumbfounded.

This is too decisive.

If you say you blew yourself up, you blew yourself up, and didn't give anyone a chance to follow up.

The faceless kidnapping incident seems to have come to an end, but in fact the turmoil has not stopped.

As Zheng Tuo knocked out all kinds of talented monsters and released them into prisons, the young generation of the entire Eastern Region became very calm.

People can feel that there seems to be a big mountain above the heads of this generation.

Many people in Dashanya collapsed and their path of practice was blocked.

Simultaneously.

There are also many people who are determined to become stronger and start self-abuse and crazy practice.

Among them, the most representative ones are Overlord, Martial Arts, and Emperor Xuanyuan.

In a certain valley, a loud noise came from the sky.

The Overlord didn't use the Overlord's Halberd, relying solely on his own strength, he won the battle against the three mid-stage powerhouses without losing the slightest advantage.

"Death to me!"

The Overlord roared furiously, the Tyrannical Marks permeated his whole body, he forcefully carried the three with all his strength, and slapped them one by one, killing them all.

Killing the three mid-stage out-of-body powerhouses in one go, the killing intent on the Overlord's face remained undiminished, and even became more tyrannical.

"No face, no face, no face..."

Overlord muttered something, and he, who was becoming more and more irritable, suddenly slapped the ground.

"Rumble..."

The ground shook, cracks appeared, and in the blink of an eye, a large rift appeared at the Bahuang's feet.

The Great Rift Valley is bottomless, as dark as a ghost, and its length is more than [-] meters, which can be called appalling.

"call……"

The Overlord let out a mouthful of turbid air, and he seemed to be a bit taller.

He lost for the second time in this life, and the defeat was so simple and powerless.

Obviously the realm is the same, but the gap is like a sky sting, it is difficult to bridge.

He refuses to accept, he wants to improve himself, he has no face in the battle.

He didn't believe that he would be defeated so easily. He is the Overlord, and he is the future Emperor of the Eastern Region.

In order to improve himself, he joined the battle for the Longevity Spring with the strength of the late Nascent Soul, and fought many out-of-body periods.

"Bahuang, after you master the Bawen, that Faceless will surely be your defeat. Let's go, I found some good whetstones and started practicing."

The sound of the Bahuang's halberd rolled, and it turned into a stream of light, leading the Bahuang to continue his cultivation.

at the same time.

A certain forest is located.

"Boom...boom..."

It sounded like someone beating a drum, and it came rhythmically.

After searching, it turned out to be a big mountain rising and falling.

The mountain is huge, towering into the clouds, and it seems to be blessed by some kind of blessing, and it rises and falls.

Look carefully.

Immediately shocking!

Because under that great mountain, there was a man.

The man was shirtless, revealing rock-like muscles.

He lowered his head, leaning against the mountain with his shoulders, like an ancient god, tempering his body.

Such a scene!
It was so shocking that I couldn't say anything.

Bu Dao's eyes are like steel, extremely tough.

He is tempering his body in the way he is most familiar with.

Losing to Faceless made him see the truly powerful existence among his peers.

He was not discouraged, but full of enthusiasm, found the goal, and started running with all his strength.

"call……"

Take a long breath.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-five times... nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven times... ten thousand times..."

After resisting the mountain [-] times, Wu Dao did not stop practicing, but he shouldered the mountain and began to punch [-] times.

His body was under tremendous pressure, and at the same time he waved his fists unswervingly.

The fist style is hunting, smooth, powerful, without any perfunctory, and every punch reaches the extreme.

Martial Dao is a genius among physical geniuses, he knows how to temper himself to achieve the best results.

Moreover.

that day.

He endured the oppression of Faceless, almost a small world.

That kind of pressure is far more terrifying than the mountain on his back.

He is looking for the most effective way to defeat Faceless.

Overlord's martial arts are all practicing in a way that he is familiar with, so that he can have stronger power and continue to challenge Faceless.

Besides.

In the Imperial Palace.

"Xuanyuan, are you sure you want to do this?"

Pluto looked at Di Xuanyuan in front of him with a serious expression.

"Uncle Pluto, I have made a decision, and I ask for your help."

Emperor Xuanyuan's temperament changed drastically after being captured.

His talent can be called the top in the world of cultivating immortals, and his resources can be called the top in the world of cultivating immortals, but his heart is not enough to control such talents and resources.

and so.

He is different from Bahuang Martial Arts, what he needs to improve is not hard power, but character.

"Well, since you have decided, it is your own choice, and I respect your choice."

As Pluto said, he raised his hand and opened a gate of the underworld.

The gate of hell leads to hell.

Hell is the place where the imperial capital detains important criminals, and the cruelty in it is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Di Xuanyuan looked at the Nether Gate in front of him, and he didn't bring anyone with him, nor did he hold the Emperor Sword.

Just such a person, without any hesitation, strode into it and opened his own path of practice.

(End of this chapter)