Chapter 750: Teng Shanhai, Right? Give Me Another Magical Object and I Will Spare Your Life!

On the other side.

Teng Shanhai, who had just finished a fight with the storyteller and had the upper hand with his strong cultivation, felt a little unwell when he looked at Xu Xiaoshou, who was staring at him like the god of death, in the distance.

Xu Xiaoshou's gaze was not scary.

But the nine dragon phantoms behind him stopped dancing at this moment, accompanied by his voice, and all the pressure was spread on his head.

"Crack!"

The floor under his feet began to crack first.

Teng Shanhai, who was completely locked by the power of the peak holy image, felt the qualitative difference between the power of Taixu and the holy power at this moment.

"Where did this thing come from?"

Teng Shanhai was really shocked.

He could see that the young man in the distance was actually the young man who was forced to flee in a hurry after he blocked his way.

But...

How long has it been?

How come he seems to have changed into a different person? When he came back again, there was a holy image on his back?

If you had this thing, why did you run away earlier!

Are you teasing me!

"Swish."

At this time, a slight sound of wind was heard.

Teng Shanhai was still complaining in his heart the moment before.

The next second, Xu Xiaoshou, who was going to kill another Taixu, was already in front of him.

"How do you want to die?" Xu Xiaoshou tilted his head.

After ascending to heaven, he was only one step away from Teng Shanhai at this time.

No other movement was seen.

But when the momentum of pursuing the victory accumulated to the peak, there was also the pressure of the holy power.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou came with the holy statue. Just this sentence brought Teng Shanhai a sense of oppression, just like the giant who brought Xu Xiaoshou endless oppression in the illusion of "swallowing mountains and rivers".

"Boom!"

The ground collapsed suddenly, and the space twisted and rippled.

Teng Shanhai bent his legs and his back, and almost couldn't bear the terrible pressure brought by the Nine Dragons Burning Ancestors under Xu Xiaoshou's question.

"Little kid, do you really think that you can ignore Taixu just because you have the Holy Statue and caught Yi off guard?" Teng Shanhai was angry.

However, there is an insurmountable gap between Taixu and the Holy Power - the Holy Path's crushing!

At this moment, Teng Shanhai fought against the Holy Power while retreating at the speed of light. He took out a jade bottle from the ring and crushed it.

A little golden light burst out.

Holy Blood!

Teng Shanhai did not hesitate and opened his mouth to swallow it.

He could despise the innate, but to fight against the power of the peak Holy Statue, the first thing he had to fight was the suppression of the Holy Power.

Otherwise, he would be constrained everywhere in the upcoming battle.

However.

What happened on the field at this time was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

As soon as Teng Shanhai retreated, Xu Xiaoshou understood and followed him with a smile.

As soon as Teng Shanhai took out the jade bottle, Xu Xiaoshou teleported again, got closer, and smiled even more.

As soon as the Holy Blood came out.

Xu Xiaoshou's face showed an expression of "as expected".

Then.

"Hiss!"

Xu Xiaoshou sucked at the void.

This suck was not a big deal, at least in front of Taixu, it was like a child's play, at most, it just made a funny sucking sound in the field.

But when the Nine Dragons Statue behind Xu Xiaoshou also drew the holy power, the holy blood that was supposed to fly into Teng Shanhai's mouth immediately changed direction in the air and shot directly into Xu Xiaoshou's mouth.

Teng Shanhai himself was also thrust forward, and he almost couldn't stand and was about to be buried in Xu Xiaoshou's bloody mouth.

This is the breathing method!

...

The holy blood flew.

Xu Xiaoshou naturally couldn't drink this second drop of holy blood.

This kind of holy blood was not specially made by Jinzhao Semi-Saint. According to Old Sang, its backlash power was very terrifying.

Maybe he would die after drinking it.

After all, he was only born with...

"Tap!"

But Xu Xiaoshou was calm and prepared.

He took out the jade pill bottle, put the flying holy blood into it, covered it with a cork, and finally put it back into the Yuan Mansion. He used the power of the small world to suppress the resistance of the holy blood.

This series of actions was done in one go, as if he had rehearsed it many times in his mind.

Everyone was stunned.

Teng Shanhai, who had just suppressed the riot of the spiritual essence in his body, came to his senses and found that the holy blood was gone...

? ? ?

Teng Shanhai was about to explode.

What kind of spiritual skill is this?

This spiritual skill is a bit disgusting!

Before using it, there was not even a slight fluctuation of spiritual essence, nor any fluctuation of the heavenly way?

Even he, the head of the Teng Shanhai War Department, foolishly thought that this guy was preparing for the upcoming war after Xu Xiaoshou's previous inhalation, and began to take a deep breath...

But!

Damn it!

How can this be a deep breath?

This is a life-threatening inhalation!

Teng Shanhai was still furious.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou, who had collected the holy blood, took a step forward and pressed Teng Shanhai down like a mountain. His back was bent like a shrimp, and his armor was crackling and buzzing.

"Anything else?"

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and said calmly, "If you still have holy blood, I can kill you later."

Teng Shanhai was furious.

He was a Taixu, but he was suppressed into this state by a junior Xiantian using the holy image?

The key point was that this guy was still acting as if nothing had happened, as if I was Xiantian crushing Taixu, and he spoke so calmly, as if everyone in the world should recognize and take it for granted.

The storyteller behind was dumbfounded.

He had already been beaten by Teng Shanhai's terrifying set of Cang Shen armor, until his body was cracked and blood flowed all over his body.

But at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou was in front of him. His small talent gave him a great sense of security!

The storyteller watched with dazzling eyes.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou, who was carrying the holy statue on his back, was almost as good as his brother in his mind.

His figure became so majestic...

His voice became so magnetic...

There is simply no move in his behavior that is not stirring people's hearts!

"Being admired, passive value, +1."

…

"It's too much!"

Teng Shanhai on the other side couldn't bear it anymore.

This young man in front of me is so abominable and hateful!

Losing the holy blood does not mean that Taixu cannot fight against the holy image. It just means that he has to devote more energy to fight against the suppression of the holy way.

And abandon these.

Teng Shanhai realized that even if he suppressed his cultivation to the level of killing Dao... no, the throne, he could crush Xu Xiaoshou with two fingers like an ant.

"Cang Shen Power, activate!"

A loud drink.

The Cangshen Armor Dao pattern on Teng Shanhai's body suddenly appeared with a bright light.

At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by an ancient demon god. The black and red mysterious light illuminated his entire body, covering his entire body in peak blue divine power.

Then, he suddenly straightened his back, and when he was a few steps away from Xu Xiaoshou, he did it...as straight as a spear.

Too weak, look directly at the holy power.

So scary!

"Xiao Shenqian..."

Teng Shanhai gently released his right hand into the air.

As Cang Shen's armor clanged, an Overlord Spear that was as thick as a rock and about ten feet long suddenly appeared in his palm.

This gun is so domineering!

The same black and red evil god's color, the same killing and murderous aura, fell into the hands of Teng Shanhai, who was now blooming with the profound light of the Cang God Armor, like a tiger with added power.

Xiao Shenqiang, a lost artifact recorded on ancient monuments.

Over the years, the number of souls killed by the gun has reached millions.

One of its spear heads can be as large as three heads of an ordinary person.

If an ordinary person is pierced by this spear... It is better to say that it is pierced by a spear, which can cut the person in half!

"Xiao Shenqian, God cuts the sea!"

At that moment, Teng Shanhai roared angrily, raised the thick Xiao Shenqian with both hands, and swung his waist in the air, causing the Cang Shen Armor to be coiled into a twisted state.

This time Qi and force are combined, and force and intention are combined.

The power of Taixu arises from the earth, goes up from the feet, passes through the Heyi waist horse, is sublimated, and then reaches the arms, and then is poured into the Xiao Shenqian created by Xuan Guang.

"kill!"

In the nameless place of Jiutian, there seems to be a phantom suddenly appearing.

The dead bones are mourning, and the blood is floating on the oars.

The lives were devastated, and millions of corpses were buried.

Sand and stones fly between the sky and the earth, and the air is full of hostility.

Xiao Shenqian swung in the air, and the illusion was instantly shattered.

And the shattered illusion of the way to kill actually turned into reality at this moment, in the form of a bloody stream of light, injected into the Xiao Shenqian with the roar of the wind, as if to help Teng Shanhai.

"Death to me!"

At this moment, Teng Shanhai, who had rounded his weapon, had eyes wide open.

Xiao Shenqiang is the lost artifact of the Relic Monument.

With this shot, he would make Xiao Shenqian's name shine again.

With this shot, he will resist the Saint, point out the Saint, or even destroy the Saint!

…

"Threatened, passive value, +1."

Speaking of which, Xu Xiaoshou was frightened.

Ever since the Tengshan Haicang Divine Armor was fully activated and he even took out the Xiao Divine Spear, he felt that the flow of time had changed.

The power of Taixu not only affects the way of heaven, but also affects one's own judgment.

And it was almost a blink of an eye, and it seemed like an eternity.

Teng Shanhai in front of him has already finished accumulating his energy, and he is facing the bloody move that can kill millions of people.

The scene was extremely horrific.

Xu Xiaoshou was just born with an imaginary image, so how could he dare to force this Taixu life-saving move?

His subconscious action choice was to avoid it in one step.

But as soon as his footsteps moved, Ling Nian realized that the world in this area had been completely sealed to death by Xiao Shenqian.

More importantly...

The icon is angry!

Yes.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that the holy statue behind him suddenly came to life.

Taixu in front of him refused to crawl, and even came forward with a gun.

This is contempt for the Holy Word!

This is a disregard for dignity!

Xu Xiaoshou felt such an absurd feeling in his heart.

He didn't even have time to resist the absurd idea of ​​helping the icon to kill the scoundrel in front of him.

Somehow, his hand was raised.

"Those who insult the saints will die!"

It was obviously an old voice resounding in my mind.

Xu Xiaoshou also read it in a calm tone.

This sound sounded like the God of Death was reading people, and the judge was calling for help.

The order of reincarnation between heaven and earth was completely overturned after Xu Xiaoshou's words.

Regardless of the group of dead souls, the next person who needs to enter the reincarnation of the underworld at the moment must be the person who insults the saint in front of him!

When the Holy Word comes out, heaven and earth are shaken.

The dragon scares the sea, and the phoenix faces south.

Almost at the same time, the storyteller, the Meisi people, and even Wang Dachui, the sloppy uncle in the distance, or Rao Yaoyao who was at the trade fair rushed over with his sword.

At this moment, he also saw another strange phenomenon that had appeared since Xu Xiao suffered the Nine Dragons Burning Ancestors - the dragon and phoenix phenomenon.

Afterwards, everyone was shocked to realize that their bodies... were stagnant.

No!

This is sluggish!

"Time has slowed down..."

In Xu Xiaoshou's mind, he suddenly felt that everything in the world was moving at a snail's pace.

The people in the distance, the wind on the long street, the gun in front of him...

All of them were like this!

He even had the energy to see the broken house plaques outside the battlefield that were swept away by the holy power suddenly slow down when they fell.

And the smoke and sand slowed down the flying.

He could hear the heartbeats of the people in the field suddenly stop.

And the sound of blood flowing in everyone's body intertwined into a beautiful movement.

He could smell the fragrant night after the rain in the four directions of the royal city, the quietness of the grass and trees, the stench of snakes and insects...

And time and space, at this time, gathered together and transformed into a unique fragrance.

That was the fragrance of all things having spirits.

That was life and death under the understanding of the holy way.

That was an extraordinary cognition of nothingness and existence, the definition of time and space, and the judgment of the past and the future.

Ask in the morning, and die in the evening!

At this moment.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that he didn't understand anything, but he suddenly realized everything.

He truly transcended the world in terms of soul and spirit, and then looked down upon the common people without being disturbed.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and treat all things as straw dogs.

Saints are unkind, and treat the people as straw dogs.

Equality, inaction, and letting nature take its course...

That's it.

That's it.

...

The dragon and phoenix vision lasted for a moment, and reality returned.

Xiao Shenqiang copied from the left, and Xu Xiaoshou raised his left hand indifferently.

He felt that his innate strength was too weak and needed to be strengthened.

So without moving his mind, the power of the original seed of Jinzhao gathered madly in his left hand, and the power of the way of heaven and the way of the saints also gathered in his left hand.

He felt that there should be a move at this time to block life and death.

So the obscure inheritance of Sang Lao in the Eight Palaces appeared in his mind, and at this moment, he was as clear as seeing fire.

"Puff~"

A faint white flame sounded.

Xu Xiaoshou's left sleeve began to turn into dots of black ash, and the pieces were like flowers, withering with the wind.

Then, his left arm began from the fingertips, to the wrist, to the elbow, to the shoulder.

Inch by inch, it turned into a charred and rotten state.

That was the extreme compression of Bai Yan, the complete gathering of the Way of Heaven and the Way of Saints, and the absolute control of power!

"Sleeveless·Scorched Hands."

Xu Xiaoshou whispered softly.

A sound fell.

The holy words were solved, and the heavenly prohibition was lifted.

Everyone was shocked, and continued to think about the consciousness of the previous breath, only horrified by the attack of the Xiao Shen Gun. How could Xu Xiaoshou take it with his bare hands?

However, the next second, only Mei Siren and Rao Yaoyao, the Seven Sword Immortals standing at the top of the world, could react.

Xu Xiaoshou's left arm was filled with endless holy power!

"This..."

Boom!

While everyone was thinking.

The gun and palm met in the field, and there was a sudden explosion.

However, it was only a moment, and there was no sound.

The world was completely sucked into a vacuum by Teng Shanhai's gun.

Everyone opened their lips and tongues, and their jaws dropped.

At present, all that was left was the body of Xu Xiaoshou that was completely blown up and ripped apart by Xiao Shenqiang after the smoke exploded.

"Gone?"

Everyone was stunned.

After summoning the holy image, Xu Xiaoshou, who was still in a rampant attitude and wanted to kill Taixu, was blown up by a shot?

"Hahaha!"

Teng Shanhai held Xiao Shenqiang and laughed loudly: "Holy image? In my opinion, it's just like... huh?"

He stopped talking abruptly.

Because at this time, when he wanted to pull back Xiao Shenqiang, Teng Shanhai found that.

The gun could not be pulled back at all.

It was as if Xiao Shenqiang was clamped by the saint and could not be pulled back...

No!

Not as if!

When the smoke finally disappeared, everyone was shocked to see that Xu Xiaoshou was indeed blown up by Xiao Shenqiang.

However, at this time, there was still a charred and rotten left arm without sleeves on the gun body of Xiao Shenqiang...

As firm as a mountain, motionless!

This gun blew up the man, but did not blow up one of his arms?

Suddenly, the wind blew.

Starlight was shining, and the holy power gathered.

From the charred left arm, a little bit of flesh began to repair.

In just three breaths, Xu Xiaoshou's body was repaired by the holy power.

And his left arm was holding Xiao Shenqiang, which was thicker than his!

It hurts so much...

Xu Xiaoshou, who came back to his senses, complained in his heart.

He didn't even know how he did that move just now, but now everyone was watching, horrified.

The atmosphere was so intense, and he didn't want to disappoint everyone.

So Xu Xiaoshou turned his head to look at Teng Shanhai, grinned at the dumbfounded Taixu, and then pulled out the Xiao Shenqiang from Teng Shanhai's hands with his left arm and put it into the Yuan Mansion.

"Thank you, I also accept your gun."

Xu Xiaoshou stepped forward.

Teng Shanhai fell to his knees with a bang, suppressed by the might of the Holy Dao of the Nine Dragons' Fury behind him.

At this time, the backlash of the Xiao Shenqiang finally came.

Teng Shanhai trembled all over, bleeding.

As soon as he raised his eyes.

He saw Xu Xiaoshou above him leaning over, talking with a kind face and looking at a treasure.

"Teng Shanhai, right? Give me another divine object, and I will spare your life."