Chapter 239 Meeting Old Friends
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Cang Qiong Tu
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Jia Luoye's smile froze instantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.
I just said casually, you really have it!
However, when Jia Luoye's spiritual sense detected it, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Scare me!"
"You thought it was really a forbidden weapon of a saint? It turned out to be a semi-holy one."
"Little devil, don't you underestimate this holy king? If it is a saint forbidden weapon, it may pose a threat to my current semi-holy strength, but a semi-holy level forbidden weapon is far from qualified!"
"If you just rely on this, it is wishful thinking to kill the Holy King."
"Little ghost, obediently let this holy king search for his soul. If this holy king gets what he wants, if he is happy in his heart, he may be able to leave your whole body, otherwise..." Jia Luoye smiled ferociously, with red eyes flashed by.
"This young master naturally knows that this forbidden weapon that contains the full power of a semi-holy strike cannot cause any harm to you."
"But it's more than just this kind of method."
"Meet your old friend, Jia Luo Ye, he has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Xuanyuan Jie spoke softly with a smile on his face, his eyes slightly raised, and he looked at a blank void.
Jia Luoye frowned, with a thoughtful look on his face.
"My old friend of the Holy King, how do you recognize him? You little devil..." Jia Luoye's voice hadn't finished yet, and suddenly stopped.
As if seeing some unbelievable scene, his mouth opened wide in shock, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.
Following Jia Luoye's eyes, in the originally blank void, there is a white-haired old man with a fairy spirit floating at the moment, stroking his beard with one hand behind his back, and smiling at the corner of his mouth.
Although it is in the state of a spiritual body, it also reveals an extraordinary aura.
"Suppressing Devil!!!"
"Aren't you bastard already dead?"
Jia Luoye gritted his teeth and called out the name that shocked the audience!
"what!"
"He turned out to be the quasi-emperor who founded the town of town!"
"Isn't it rumored that he is dead?"
"Hey, this looks like a spiritual body, okay?"
"I didn't expect that in this secret realm, there is still the backhand of Emperor Zhenmo Zhun. It's really great. From this point of view, we are saved..."
The geniuses of the various forces watching the battle around heard the sound of discussion, and their faces were filled with smiles, as if they had been saved.
"Hehe, how can I be reconciled if I haven't completely dealt with you!" Zhen Mozi responded with a smile on his face, stroking his beard.
However, Zhen Mozi's smile broke Jia Luoye's defense.
"What are you doing!"
"I #@$*^#￥%!!"
"You have been suppressing the Holy King for 10 years, and you still don't want to let the Holy King go. Are you finished!"
"I see, this kid was just talking to you, isn't he?"
"No wonder he has such a confident expression."
Jia Luoye seemed to understand something, pointing at the noses of Xuanyuan Yu and Zhen Mozi, he wanted to yell loudly.
"That's right, I was communicating with that little friend just now!"
"I thought this seal would suppress you to death, and this spiritual body of this seat would never see the light of day again. I never thought that you would really break the seal one day!" Zhen Mozi said with some sighs.
"Since you have arrived in the spirit body, did you keep it for me?"
"Then why didn't you stop me when the seal was broken earlier?" Jia Luoye asked with a gloomy face, and at the same time, he kept gesticulating on the back of his arm.
Regarding Jia Luoye's small movements, Xuanyuan Jie and Zhen Mozi actually knew about it, but they didn't say anything, and they didn't respond to Jia Luoye's words, letting him make gestures wherever he wanted.
After a long time, Jia Luoye's face was frighteningly dark, and now he knew why Zhenmozi didn't make a move at first.
"You actually tampered with the formation that I have prepared for so many years!"
Zhen Mozi laughed twice.
"Ha ha!"
"I didn't realize it until now, but it's a pity that it's too late. In the end, I want to thank you for insisting on making a three-stroke agreement, which gave me enough time to change the formation."
"The spiritual body of this seat has been eroded by the years, and its strength has declined seriously. If it is only this spiritual body that wants to keep you, I am afraid it will be difficult."
"But my spiritual body has been stored in this hall for 10 years. I know everything you do, and I also know the weakness of your formation and the heart of the formation."
"Just now, this seat went deep into your formation, changed your arrangement over the years, and strengthened the power of the formation."
"Using your formation to suppress you, this seat thinks it is appropriate!"
"Good method, really good method!" Jia Luoye's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were full of resentment, flowing between the two of them.
"Okay, I've talked too much nonsense with you, it's time to send you on your way!"
"Little guy, everything is ready, you can do it!"
Zhen Mozi turned his gaze to Xuanyuan Yu, with a shocking look in his eyes. Rao, based on his insight, he couldn't help but be shocked by Xuanyuan Yu's talent.
Hearing Zhen Mozi calling him a little guy, Xuanyuan Yu glanced at him lightly, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he had thought of something interesting.
He said softly: "Now that you are ready, let's start!"
"presumptuous!"
"The two of you actually don't take this holy king so seriously!"
"Even without the help of formations, I'm not a holy king you can bully!" Seeing Xuanyuan Jie and Zhen Mozi discussing their own life and death in front of him, Jia Luoye roared angrily.
"Gara secret technique..."
"town!"
The monstrous blood energy in Jia Luoye's body erupted, and he was about to perform the supreme secret technique in the family.
However, before it could start, Zhen Mozi's stern resounded throughout the world, and then the runes flickered on the formation that Jia Luoye had arranged earlier, and the terrifying coercion instantly enveloped Jia Luoye's body.
Forcibly interrupting the spellcasting, the terrifying pressure made Jia Luoye unsteady on the sky, his face flushed.
This coercion contained an incomparably terrifying coercion, and with Jia Luoye's current strength, it was simply unstoppable.
"The quasi-emperor's coercion!"
"Didn't you say that your strength has declined extremely seriously? Why can you still bless the Zhundi's coercion in this formation!" Jia Luoye roared hoarsely after lifting up with difficulty.
"Do you believe this too? I am teasing you..." Zhen Mozi had a look of indifference.
"Zhen Mozi, you still have to be shameless!"
"Yo!"
"The actions of the Holy King Jia Luo just now, I can see it in my eyes!"
"You are not qualified to say that to me when you are present." Zhen Mozi said playfully.
Hearing the sound, Jia Luoye silenced instantly, blushing like a monkey's butt, not sure if it was because of the coercion of the quasi-emperor, or because of his own shame.
Just at this time.
Jia Luoye's expression suddenly changed, and he looked in the direction of Xuanyuan Yu in horror.
There, a huge sword exuding a strong holy power stood horizontally above the sky, and the fierce sword intent cut the surrounding space into cracks.
...
Jia Luoye's smile froze instantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.
I just said casually, you really have it!
However, when Jia Luoye's spiritual sense detected it, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Scare me!"
"You thought it was really a forbidden weapon of a saint? It turned out to be a semi-holy one."
"Little devil, don't you underestimate this holy king? If it is a saint forbidden weapon, it may pose a threat to my current semi-holy strength, but a semi-holy level forbidden weapon is far from qualified!"
"If you just rely on this, it is wishful thinking to kill the Holy King."
"Little ghost, obediently let this holy king search for his soul. If this holy king gets what he wants, if he is happy in his heart, he may be able to leave your whole body, otherwise..." Jia Luoye smiled ferociously, with red eyes flashed by.
"This young master naturally knows that this forbidden weapon that contains the full power of a semi-holy strike cannot cause any harm to you."
"But it's more than just this kind of method."
"Meet your old friend, Jia Luo Ye, he has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Xuanyuan Jie spoke softly with a smile on his face, his eyes slightly raised, and he looked at a blank void.
Jia Luoye frowned, with a thoughtful look on his face.
"My old friend of the Holy King, how do you recognize him? You little devil..." Jia Luoye's voice hadn't finished yet, and suddenly stopped.
As if seeing some unbelievable scene, his mouth opened wide in shock, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.
Following Jia Luoye's eyes, in the originally blank void, there is a white-haired old man with a fairy spirit floating at the moment, stroking his beard with one hand behind his back, and smiling at the corner of his mouth.
Although it is in the state of a spiritual body, it also reveals an extraordinary aura.
"Suppressing Devil!!!"
"Aren't you bastard already dead?"
Jia Luoye gritted his teeth and called out the name that shocked the audience!
"what!"
"He turned out to be the quasi-emperor who founded the town of town!"
"Isn't it rumored that he is dead?"
"Hey, this looks like a spiritual body, okay?"
"I didn't expect that in this secret realm, there is still the backhand of Emperor Zhenmo Zhun. It's really great. From this point of view, we are saved..."
The geniuses of the various forces watching the battle around heard the sound of discussion, and their faces were filled with smiles, as if they had been saved.
"Hehe, how can I be reconciled if I haven't completely dealt with you!" Zhen Mozi responded with a smile on his face, stroking his beard.
However, Zhen Mozi's smile broke Jia Luoye's defense.
"What are you doing!"
"I #@$*^#￥%!!"
"You have been suppressing the Holy King for 10 years, and you still don't want to let the Holy King go. Are you finished!"
"I see, this kid was just talking to you, isn't he?"
"No wonder he has such a confident expression."
Jia Luoye seemed to understand something, pointing at the noses of Xuanyuan Yu and Zhen Mozi, he wanted to yell loudly.
"That's right, I was communicating with that little friend just now!"
"I thought this seal would suppress you to death, and this spiritual body of this seat would never see the light of day again. I never thought that you would really break the seal one day!" Zhen Mozi said with some sighs.
"Since you have arrived in the spirit body, did you keep it for me?"
"Then why didn't you stop me when the seal was broken earlier?" Jia Luoye asked with a gloomy face, and at the same time, he kept gesticulating on the back of his arm.
Regarding Jia Luoye's small movements, Xuanyuan Jie and Zhen Mozi actually knew about it, but they didn't say anything, and they didn't respond to Jia Luoye's words, letting him make gestures wherever he wanted.
After a long time, Jia Luoye's face was frighteningly dark, and now he knew why Zhenmozi didn't make a move at first.
"You actually tampered with the formation that I have prepared for so many years!"
Zhen Mozi laughed twice.
"Ha ha!"
"I didn't realize it until now, but it's a pity that it's too late. In the end, I want to thank you for insisting on making a three-stroke agreement, which gave me enough time to change the formation."
"The spiritual body of this seat has been eroded by the years, and its strength has declined seriously. If it is only this spiritual body that wants to keep you, I am afraid it will be difficult."
"But my spiritual body has been stored in this hall for 10 years. I know everything you do, and I also know the weakness of your formation and the heart of the formation."
"Just now, this seat went deep into your formation, changed your arrangement over the years, and strengthened the power of the formation."
"Using your formation to suppress you, this seat thinks it is appropriate!"
"Good method, really good method!" Jia Luoye's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were full of resentment, flowing between the two of them.
"Okay, I've talked too much nonsense with you, it's time to send you on your way!"
"Little guy, everything is ready, you can do it!"
Zhen Mozi turned his gaze to Xuanyuan Yu, with a shocking look in his eyes. Rao, based on his insight, he couldn't help but be shocked by Xuanyuan Yu's talent.
Hearing Zhen Mozi calling him a little guy, Xuanyuan Yu glanced at him lightly, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he had thought of something interesting.
He said softly: "Now that you are ready, let's start!"
"presumptuous!"
"The two of you actually don't take this holy king so seriously!"
"Even without the help of formations, I'm not a holy king you can bully!" Seeing Xuanyuan Jie and Zhen Mozi discussing their own life and death in front of him, Jia Luoye roared angrily.
"Gara secret technique..."
"town!"
The monstrous blood energy in Jia Luoye's body erupted, and he was about to perform the supreme secret technique in the family.
However, before it could start, Zhen Mozi's stern resounded throughout the world, and then the runes flickered on the formation that Jia Luoye had arranged earlier, and the terrifying coercion instantly enveloped Jia Luoye's body.
Forcibly interrupting the spellcasting, the terrifying pressure made Jia Luoye unsteady on the sky, his face flushed.
This coercion contained an incomparably terrifying coercion, and with Jia Luoye's current strength, it was simply unstoppable.
"The quasi-emperor's coercion!"
"Didn't you say that your strength has declined extremely seriously? Why can you still bless the Zhundi's coercion in this formation!" Jia Luoye roared hoarsely after lifting up with difficulty.
"Do you believe this too? I am teasing you..." Zhen Mozi had a look of indifference.
"Zhen Mozi, you still have to be shameless!"
"Yo!"
"The actions of the Holy King Jia Luo just now, I can see it in my eyes!"
"You are not qualified to say that to me when you are present." Zhen Mozi said playfully.
Hearing the sound, Jia Luoye silenced instantly, blushing like a monkey's butt, not sure if it was because of the coercion of the quasi-emperor, or because of his own shame.
Just at this time.
Jia Luoye's expression suddenly changed, and he looked in the direction of Xuanyuan Yu in horror.
There, a huge sword exuding a strong holy power stood horizontally above the sky, and the fierce sword intent cut the surrounding space into cracks.
...
