Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1942
Huang Zhan has superior strength, but he is not bloodthirsty.

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them walked out of the burial ground, they must not be leaked, and he would not take action.

Seeing that the opponent was subdued now, Huang Er also concealed his killing intent. While standing aside and watching the opponent faintly, he also began to complain about Xie Tian's previous actions.

"I go!"

"He actually hugged each other!"

"Still a man!"

"How did he do such a thing with a calm face!"

……

Seeing Huang Er's behavior, the middle-aged saint was stunned.

Because what Huang Er showed was the posture of a follower.

"The person in charge, could it be this...the supreme being from the lower realm?"

Thinking of this, the middle-aged saint was a little dizzy.

It's normal to get a saint to protect the way.

"But what kind of person will have a sage Tianjiao who can fight across the two small realms of the Divine Palace?"

At the very least, it is equivalent to using the half-step Dao ancestor as a Dao protector!
For a while, the middle-aged saint became more and more suspicious of Xie Tian's identity, and while being suspicious, he also felt more oppression from the invisible.

"If I can't dispel the other party's doubts, not only Ming'er and I will die, but even the master..."

The middle-aged saint felt uneasy, and before Xie Tian could speak, he raised his right hand high and swore a soul oath.

Soul swears, a black light fell from the sky of Erbu God Realm to the middle-aged saint's head, and then he looked at Xie Tian, ​​and the saint's eyes became more and more disturbed.

Because Xie Tian still had that painfully calm expression.

"I don't know if you are satisfied with it?" The middle-aged sage said cautiously, and then said, "If you don't mind, you can let the next apprentice go before you lose your soul..."

"From the Yin Yang sect?" Xie Tian interrupted.

The face of the middle-aged sage changed, and he forced a smile: "I am a member of the Yin-Yang sect, I don't know how you know it?"

At this time, Xie Yue shouted loudly.

"Is it Li Ming from Yin Yang Sect?"

"Impossible, you read that right?"

"Li Ming is a natural saint who has been famous for more than a hundred years. In terms of fame, how much bigger than they are!"

……

"Everyone, think about where we are now, so that you won't be surprised that Li Ming appears here..."

The red skirt who finished the retreat calmed down the scene with a single sentence.

At the same time, it also restrained Li Ming who was lying on the ground and yelling.

"Me, where am I?"

Hearing Li Ming speak, the red dress stepped forward and said condescendingly: "If you want to survive, it's best not to ask too much. You will know what you need to know."

"It's you? The red dress?"

After looking at it for a while, Li Ming confirmed that the woman with "rich" expression in front of her was the well-known genius disciple of the Palace of Inquiring Love, Red Dress.

"Didn't it mean that this woman practiced the Maiden's Meditation Sutra, her heart was frozen, why..."

Before he finished thinking, he felt his world spinning for a while, and when he woke up, he raised his eyes and saw his master.

"Master..."

The ecstatic Li Ming just opened his mouth when he heard the master say: "Ming'er, hurry up and swear a soul oath, what the two of us saw today will never be revealed to the third person, and those who violate it will fall into reincarnation forever..."

Li Ming, who had been struck by lightning, really woke up, and was already on the chariot of the Yin-Yang Sect to escape the sky. Sitting next to him was his master—the seventh elder of the Yin-Yang Sect, the sage of Yin Su.

Looking at Master's calm expression, Li Ming felt that the words he heard before he fell into a coma were an illusion.

"Yes, it must be an illusion. Master is a saint at the third level of the Divine Palace Realm. Those two people can't be the master's opponent at all!"

At the same time, he also believes that being able to be in the current situation is a manifestation of the strength of the master.

"Hmph, if you dare to fight with my master, the two of them are probably the master who has been inquired about the secret of entering and leaving the burial ground. Let's clean it up..."

Just as he was thinking, he found that Master still had a calm expression on his face, he didn't realize that he was awake, and his heart shuddered.

"Damn it, it must be because my performance was too clumsy and made Master dissatisfied..."

Thinking of this, Li Ming quickly sat cross-legged and began to heal his injuries.

After this healing, he couldn't help thinking of Xie Tian.

"Damn boy, how dare you hug..."

Before the swear words came out, Li Ming screamed like being struck by lightning: "How is it possible! No! Absolutely impossible! How can there be a soul oath mark on my soul! Impossible! No...Master, tell me quickly, this It must be... Master! Master?"

After shouting dozens of times, Master, Yin Su didn't respond. Li Ming staggered back as if he had seen a ghost, and sat unsteadily on the ground, staring at Master in a daze.

At this moment, he realized that what appeared on the face of his powerful master was not calm, but dazed, a kind of dazedness that came from powerlessness after being crushed by irresistible strength.

At the same time, he also understood that it was not an inevitable result of the master's strength that he was able to return to the Yin Yang sect in the chariot of the escaped god.

"That kid, how could he be so scary!"

at the same time.

Among the evil moon.

"That Li Ming, I'm afraid he knows how terrifying Xie Tian is?"

Zuoqiu Heng looked excitedly at Yixiantian, which he had not been to before, while sighing with emotion.

Hei Yi snorted coldly: "I can't even take Xie Tian's move, but he is just a guy with a false name."

Zuo Qiudan's expression twitched, and he sighed, "The point is, he didn't expect Xie Tian to hug him either."

The red skirt said lightly: "Don't you think that for Xie Tian who has not yet adapted to the coercion of the God Realm, isn't that hug the perfect response?"

"That's what you said, but..." Zuo Qiudan smiled wryly, "But no one would have thought..."

"Because of this, he is Xie Tian."

Zuoqiuheng and the three of them looked at each other when they heard the words.

They couldn't believe that the red dress that used to be pure and pure had now turned into an evil blow.

Whether you brag or not, Xie Tian is Xie Tian, ​​Xie Tian who doesn't follow the usual path.

After asking Yin Su for a Yin-Yang sect's chariot to escape from the sky, he looked at the sky that ordinary monks would never come to in their lifetime.

"It's really shocking."

For him who really knows how to kill, even if he didn't see a single battle along the way, just the killing intent remaining in the sky can arouse his strong resonance.

This kind of resonance, at least the resonance of being evenly matched, contained a lot of murderous intent, and even made him feel a strong sense of crisis.

"what are you thinking?"

Xie Tian, ​​who was carefully observing the first-line sky, turned his head and looked at Huang Er who said this after a long silence.

"What am I thinking?"

"That hug." Huang Er made a hugging gesture, "Why did you come out and hug me like that?"

Xie Tian wondered: "If I don't hug him, let him kill me?"

"It's not this." Huang Er shook his head and said, "Of course I know that under coercion, the two of you will fight to the death at best, and your arm can be called a magic pen to turn the tables."

Xie Tian looked at Huang Er quietly, not understanding why the other party asked when he clearly knew about it.

Huang Er sighed: "What I want to know is, even if that move is a perfect response, don't you think it's inappropriate?"

Xie Tian thought about it.

I found that if a person, especially a man hugged me suddenly, it would feel a little uncomfortable.

Comparing his heart with his heart, he also understood why Li Ming didn't react immediately when he was hugged by him, and was seriously injured by himself.

But discomfort is just usual...

"When fighting, who cares about that?"

Xie Tian asked back.

Huang Er was dumbfounded, then shook his head, and left the barn with a look of melancholy.

"As expected of Shengcun's change... Hey, the most perverted thing is that he still has a strange face, as if saying that I asked a weird question..."

The speed of the chariot of the escaped gods is extremely fast.

Xie Tian silently calculated that in just six days, the chariot of the God of Duntian had traveled more than [-] million miles.

Even so, Yin Su's Yixiantian region talisman still told him that he was still far away from the Yixiantian's exit.

It seems that the Yin Yang Sect is quite a well-known sect, flying away for more than a month, passing through several battlefields, no one came to trouble Xie Tian.

Of course, what Xie Tian doesn't know is that since that incident more than a hundred years ago, very few people have come to Yixiantian again. What he sees is far from the real Yixiantian.

One day two months later, Xie Tian felt that the chariot of the Duntian God was flying lower and lower.

"It's almost a ray of sky."

Xiannian swept across the Yixiantian regional talisman, and Xietian was looking forward to it.

boom!
The divine chariot that escapes the sky seems to have passed through a narrow gate of heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth suddenly changed, from a chilling purgatory to a pure fairyland.

Xie Tian probed down and looked down, and he was still more than a million miles away from the ground of the Second God Realm.

Realizing this, he turned his head suddenly, and what was reflected in his blood eyes was a touch of blood red across the sky of the second God Realm.

This blood red like a wound in the sky is the entrance to Yixiantian, and it is also the origin of Yixiantian's title.

(End of this chapter)