Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1852 You forget me and remember you
So, when Xie Tian showed ostentatious joy on his face, he flew into a rage and decided to take time out of the holy water.

Unexpectedly, when the pool was empty, his heart was also instantly empty.

Fortunately, the eight jihads brought him back to his senses, and he coldly glanced at the fake Rakshasa who survived catastrophe, and disappeared immediately.

The crooked blade left, but part of his consciousness somehow remained in the holy fire hall.

Even he himself didn't know why he acted like this.

Then, he saw the pair of blood eyes that ranged from joy to astonishment, and then to death.

His heart ached again.

It seems that in order to get rid of this pain, he focused on the evil body burned by the fire of the holy pattern.

"A good body, it looks mediocre, but it is full of infinite possibilities... eh? This body, why is this emperor familiar..."

Whispering softly, the curved blade that was always paying attention to the battlefield of the Eight Saints trembled violently, a clone of the saint who was about to self-destruct, and a clone of the saint who was about to explode due to self-explosion, both disappeared...

"Very well, there are fourteen more!"

Looking at the four avatars of saints and emperors floating in the strange void, Curved Blade just wanted to tremble slightly with pride, but it was not easy to sigh, and suddenly got stuck.

Because he suddenly discovered that the reason why he was able to obtain the clones of these four saints and emperors was all because of fake Rakshasa.

If Wu Xietian targeted Fan Yin, the curved blade would not be able to get Fan Yin and another saint clone.

If Wu Xietian casts the death curse, the Eight Saints will not come, the Eight Saints will not come, and the eight separate places of jihad will not appear.

"It's just a coincidence!"

Sighing coldly, Curved Blade just wanted to get rid of the inexplicable heaviness, but he couldn't help but think of another series of things.

Introspect the holy road.

slaughter palace.

Zen fruit of meditation.

Innate Cloud Pool.

Jingu Xinglu.

Five places, no chance.

But in the eyes of everyone, these five places all have chances.

Why?

Because of the fake Rakshasa, everyone believed that these five places were full of opportunities, and they were unimaginable opportunities.

And this is no coincidence.

Because of the question of whether it was a coincidence, the curved blade set up a game on the road of punishment in the Shengong, not only successfully verified that this was not a coincidence guess, but also almost caught Xie Tian under siege.

It's not a coincidence, it's on purpose.

But from the point of view of profit, what exactly did Xie Tian gain by pretending to be a fruitful man?
Crooked Blade thought calmly, and found that the other party had gained nothing except envy, jealousy, and hatred born of greed.

All of a sudden, Crescent Blade's heart was even more empty.

Being empty, he once again took in the four saints and sages from the two battlefields. It can be said that he has achieved a lot, but his heart hurts even more.

Even more painful, he subconsciously looked at the holy fire hall where he was distracted.

"So, I still have to survive so that I can ask you..."

What to ask Bendi?
Your name is Bendi Evil Blade?
This emperor, is it your evil blade?

Curved Blade really wanted to get angry again because of this funny word, but no matter what, he couldn't get angry.

This made him feel a little bit insane.

"Hmph, since you took a life, I hope you know how to cherish it!"

Crazy, he murmured coldly, forced himself to calm down, and continued to pay attention to the remaining five places of jihad.

"There is nothing more important than the recovery of this emperor! Nothing! Absolutely nothing!"

Holy Fire Hall.

Xie Tian is still burning.

After the desperate resistance of the ancient blood banner, less than [-]% of the fire of the holy pattern fell on the evil body.

This less than [-]% weight should have been enough for Xie Tian to follow in Luo Hor's footsteps.

But Xie Tian's physical body is an evil body, and within the evil body, there are also evil veins, and there is a second child who can sacrifice everything for Xie Tian.

Even so, under the fire of the holy pattern, he can only resist the less than [-]% of the fire of the holy pattern under his head, and live temporarily.

If he really wants to come alive, he must be able to break through the fire of the holy pattern and destroy it from the root.

If it is a normal Xie Tian, ​​he should quickly forget this original intention, and completely sink into the thinking of the holy pattern, this is the Xie Tian who does not miss any chance to become stronger.

But three hours later, he opened his eyes and looked down at the evil body.

On the surface of the evil body, there is no longer the fire of the holy pattern.

But inside, it is still burning.

The pain brought by this kind of burning is still undiminished, but Xie Tian remains indifferent.

He didn't realize that this kind of burning was ravaging two of his three selves in an almost cruel way. Even because of the fit, his true self was gradually infected with the severe pain caused by the burning.

He doesn't care about all this.

Not reconciled, he stood up and walked out of the Holy Fire Hall and the Tushita Holy Palace seemingly calmly.

Outside the palace, he saw the rapidly changing situation.

"Battle of Saints..."

The four characters were like a bolt from the blue, which made him think of Fan Yin who had suddenly disappeared.

"The clone of the saint is your real purpose..."

Because of the strong unwillingness, Xie Tian, ​​who didn't even care about the evil body, seemed to have really figured something out at this moment, and suddenly became silent.

an hour.

two hours.

After standing silent for three hours, he turned around and prepared to re-enter the Tushita Palace.

But as soon as he turned around, he stopped again, seemed to think for a while, then turned back, chose a direction at random and fled away.

Half an hour later, he flew into an unnamed palace with its gates wide open, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

"Let's settle your own affairs first..."

After muttering, he entered the Soul Wandering Realm as quickly as possible, and began to understand the holy pattern fire again.

The moment he closed his eyes, he went to the empty Tushita Holy Palace, and a bloody light like lightning rushed in, straight into the Holy Fire Hall!
"Xie Tian, ​​die!"

Terrible killing intent!
The monstrous might of the emperor!
Luo Shang, who had the ambition to burn the sky and destroy the earth, stared blankly at the empty Holy Fire Hall, lost his mind again.

He realized he had made a huge mistake.

This mistake was that when Xie Tian was on the verge of death, not only did he not kill him, but he was also scared away by him.

When he discovered that what he had lost might be the best time to kill Xie Tian...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

His frantic howls sounded again in Tushita Holy Palace.

And this is why Xie Tian paused when he turned around for the first time.

Wei Wei's thinking allowed him to avoid Luo Shang's decisive murderous intent.

This is the normal evil sky.

Seeing this scene, Curved Blade lost his mind again.

People who can scare the emperor away in such a daze, and who can avoid the emperor's murderous intentions with a little thought, are not easy to die.

But it is such a person who is not easy to die, but he was almost killed by him so easily.

Or twice in a row.

Curved Blade's blankness added another layer.

So much so that in the fourth place of the holy war, there was a glitch in his behavior of seizing the saint that he himself hadn't noticed, leaking a bit of his own breath.

As soon as the breath came out, the remaining eight sages and sages all responded, and even Shen Wushuang, who was far away in the dark palace, immediately looked at this place.

Just when the most ideal situation of the crooked blade was secretly changing, Xie Tian in the Wuming Palace also underwent a huge change.

"It turns out that my three selves are truly one, and there are still flaws..."

"Otherwise, the burning of the holy pattern fire will not allow the three of us to further integrate..."

Xie Tian didn't expect that after experiencing severe physical and mental pain, his first chance after coming to Shenxu would appear so strangely.

however……

Although it was a chance, he didn't have the slightest urge to rejoice.

When the fire of the holy pattern in his body was completely extinguished because of his comprehension, he rushed out of the nameless palace without even checking what he had obtained.

"Monk, here I come."

(End of this chapter)