Help! This savior is too stupid!

Ghost Ink Box does not recite poetry.

However, she stood in front of the two earth realm sages without any panic.

The most important thing of her trip has been completed.

At that time, when Gui Xiong's despicable voice recorder was found, there was also a coffin. Buried in the coffin was none other than her and Ren Jie's son.

Don't get me wrong.

Odds and Evens are born on the fifth mysterious tide, and there is no blood relationship between the two.

Ren Jie had many children, and the one buried in the coffin was the strongest.

But this child has a scrawled name: Ren Xiaoxiao.

It's hard to imagine what kind of parents would give their children such a name. At least with the personalities of Ren Jie and Gui Moxia, they wouldn't choose such a casual name.

This name just looks fake...

The coffin was sent away by the ghost ink box with origami. At this moment, it should have been sent to the zero realm.

As for how to open the coffin, how to wake him up, and how to restore young man Ren's sanity...

These issues are not something that Ghost Ink Cartridge needs to consider.

Right now, she had more difficult things to deal with.

"Ghost Ink Box, even you can't compete with the two masters..."

An earthly sage who did not want to be named spoke,

"Come with us to the underworld."

Throne wants to see the ghost cartridge?

Around Ghost Ink Box, countless ghosts were wailing, and she scolded,

"Typical male boxing thoughts, speechless, can't talk to you guys anymore."

She started boxing again...

The Earth Realm sage became anxious, "We are all women!"

"That's women who have been domesticated, objectified, and masculinized! They are working for the tiger!"

Ghost Ink Box directly deprived the two of their gender with one punch, and pointed from the moral high ground, "You are not against oppression at all! You are just against the people who are oppressed, not you!"

"Family members, who knows..."

If the conversation continues, she will stamp her feet.

The two Earth Realm sages looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

This guy can't communicate.

We have no choice but to take action.

With one against two, Ghost Ink Box certainly has no chance of winning.

But the problem is, as they are both Venerables, they can't take down the Ghost Ink Box so quickly.

Besides... staying here seems to be safer than the frontal battlefield.

Under a tacit understanding, the battle between the two sides seemed lively, but in fact... no one had the means to press the bottom of the box, and for a while, there was no way to tell the winner.

The other three people in the pen, ink, paper and inkstone all felt the moment when the ghost ink box became a master.

The ‘Deception Pen’ that was wandering in the heaven was originally being chased by a group of strong men from outside the realm.

But his aura changed, and he looked back to fight with everyone. Every time he made a move, he was accompanied by the roar of dragons and tigers. After he made a move, the secret treasures of the strong men from outside the territory were broken one after another.

He is not a bully pen, he is a dragon-slaying inkstone!

In the Zero Realm, on the edge of the battlefield, the 'Ghost Ink Box', which was originally collecting ghosts, now had a folding fan in its hand. It tore off a layer of face and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Next time, whoever wants to change identities with this bitch will do it!"

Origami Fan was so angry that while he was pretending to be the 'Ghost Ink Box', he couldn't abide by his masculine virtues and remember his identity, so he dared to serve the meal!

Make trouble for him!

Han Chan taught them this method, but it was too torturous.

A female boxing fan in Ghost Ink Box pretends to be an origami fan and speaks for her baby boy like crazy.

Origami fans a male chauvinist dressed as a ghost ink cartridge and actually wants to serve dinner!

But it tortured these two people!

The origami fan returned to the battlefield, and yellow paper was flying all over the sky. Behind the yellow paper, countless paper figures loomed, forming a queue like an army.

As for the last person among the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

In the Gray Mist Burial Ground, Zhanlong Yan, who was originally accompanying Xue Ye, suddenly sighed.

"I'm in a hurry again."

The four of them advanced and retreated together.

When Gui Moxiao reveals his trump card alone, it means that four people must break through at the same time.

However, for him, this matter is not too difficult.

Qie Tianbi said, "I lied to you about something."

Xue Ye nodded, "It doesn't matter."

Qie Tianbi was puzzled, "You were deceived and you're not sad?"

Xue Ye didn't seem to have any mood swings and said calmly,

"Because, from the beginning, I also lied to you."

Qitianbi was shocked, "What did you lie to me about?"

"You lied first, so naturally you speak first."

Qi Tianbi finally became honest for once and said frankly,

"I'm not a dragon-slaying inkstone, and I don't know how to sharpen a knife."

"What a coincidence, the reason why I lied to you is also related to this."

Xue Ye sighed helplessly,

"I am not the strongest swordsman in the Pure Land for more than two hundred years."

He's seen a lot of knives.

Let's not talk about the distant ones, let's talk about the most recent sword attack. Emperor Wu Tian used his sword to chop off the Venerable All-Things.

Emperor Wu Tian was also a swordsman.

However, in Xue Ye's eyes, Emperor Wu Tian was not as good as him with a sword.

Qi Tianbi asked, "If you are not, who is?"

Xue Ye didn't show off, "What?"

Qi Tianbi rolled his eyes, "What the hell is this? Can this also be called a name?"

How do you evaluate the name ‘Momomo’?

The abstractness of this name made young man Ren seem normal.

For example, once you know the real name of Emperor Wu Tian, ​​Emperor Kong Tian's name looks much more pleasing to the eye.

Xue Ye agreed with the evaluation of Qi Tian Bi, saying,

"So I picked a nicer name than him."

The name may be the only thing that makes him better than the first god general.

"But there is one thing I didn't lie to you about."

Qi Tianbi said seriously, "I can let you make the last cut."

Xue Ye was a little skeptical, "Really?"

Qi Tianbi's expectation was firm, "I swear in the name of Ren Jie."

"Okay, I believe you this time."

Ren Jie is not Han Chan, he doesn't have so many lies.

Qi Tianbi was making the final confirmation, "Have you thought about who you are going to cut with this knife?"

"I have thought about it."

Xue Ye asked back, "Then have you thought about how to help me complete the inheritance of the Venerable?"

"What Venerable inheritance do you want? Han Chan's things, aren't you afraid that they are fake?"

Qi Tianbi's hand appeared with a brush, the tip of the brush was flying, and he actually drew a road on Xue Ye's body.

"The inheritance of the Venerable does not require trials."

"Listen carefully!"

"What I drew on you is the ninth-level avenue of Pure Land Ren Jie. How much you can carry depends on your own luck!"

Ren Jie's avenue cannot be imitated by ordinary people, let alone carried.

Xue Ye's own potential is already top-notch in the human system. It may be too exaggerated to say that he has a chance of the throne, but given enough time and resources, the Venerable is almost certain.

Such qualifications, due to too many losses in the early stage, are now at the end of their strength. After carrying Ren Jie's avenue, the price is also very terrifying.

Qi Tianbi reminded, "After this knife is cut..."

Xue Ye interrupted Qi Tianbi's words, "Don't waste time."

He doesn't need to know the price.

Because he can pay everything as a price.

Qi Tianbi stopped talking, concentrated his mind, and completed everything in front of him.

When he put down the last stroke, he growled,

"Catch it!"

Xue Ye slowly opened his eyes. His face was extremely pale, as white as snow, but his eyes were as deep as the night.

As the name suggests, Xue Ye.

Five fingers, once again grasped the hilt of the knife, feeling the surging power in the body.

Xue Ye whispered,

"This knife..."

"They can't take it."

The white knife light lit up, lighting up the gray fog burial ground, lighting up the sky above the Pure Land, and lighting up the ghosts from outside the domain.

"Report!"

"The ninth god of the Pure Land, Xue Ye, killed sixty-four ghosts of the Great Dao with one knife! More than a thousand insect-level ghosts!"

"The ninth god of the Pure Land, Xue Ye, killed the Venerable Houde of the Earth Realm in the battle!"

"So cool!"