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Text 0420 It is impossible to keep you in this world

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    The muscles on the old god's face were trembling, which caused the wrinkles on his face to ripple layer by layer, making his entire face look like a pool of loach.  -< Shuhai Pavilion >-)

    ¡°You¡¯re just complacent here after getting a little advantage, do you really think I¡¯m afraid of you?!¡±

    The old god said angrily: "Originally, since you are also a good practitioner, I wanted to treat you with courtesy. Since you are so disrespectful, don't blame me for being rude!"

    He suddenly raised his hands, and a golden phoenix shot out from around his body.

    On the altar that had been cleaned, there were unexpectedly more streaks of dust flying up, making the old god look even more ferocious in the smoke.

    This strong wind was not directed at any one person, but it still caused a huge wave of movement in the entire hall. The tributes on the altar were blown away, and the sandalwood burning in the incense burner  Together with the dust, it all flew up and danced in all directions throughout the hall.

    "ah!"

    A monk was hit on the head by a flying candlestick, and blood immediately flowed out. He screamed and covered his head. Looking at the blood on his hands, his whole body was trembling.

    No matter how powerful the torture method is, it is not as shocking as the bright blood. Even when facing the old god, there is a lot of chill, but after all, it is not as scary as the blood on the hands.

    What¡¯s more, this blood is their own.

    "go out!"

    Wei Xiaogu noticed the injuries of these monks, and silently mobilized his own strength. Wei Xiaogu, who created a shield in front of himself, was not injured by anything blown away by such a strong wind.  arrive.  It's just that the old god is ready to start a fight now. Leaving these monks here is just a futile effort to get injured or even die.

    But the monks who must have heard Wei Xiaogu¡¯s words clearly had no intention of leaving at all.  Wei Xiaogu could clearly notice that these monks were all peeking at the old immortal in the stone box on the altar.

    Wei Xiaogu was suffocating for no reason. How long has it been? Why are these monks still so afraid of this old god?

    "Get out of here!"

    Wei Xiaogu shouted angrily, and suddenly his hands flew together, and several rays of divine power flew out, directly hitting the monks.

    "Ah ah ah ah ah¡­¡­"

    The monks were struck by divine power.  -< Shuhai Pavilion >- (The body immediately flew out. Some monks flew out directly from the door, while some monks flew upside down and hit the pillars at the door. Six monks followed one after another.  He flew out like a kite with its string broken, looking miserable. But when he got up from the ground, he found that he was not injured at all.

    These monks, who were accustomed to being tortured by the old gods, looked at each other.  You looked at me, I looked at you, and finally they all turned their attention to the main hall where dust and smoke were blowing out. They were filled with thoughts, but the anxiety and doubts were the same.

    Then, these monks heard a dull crashing sound suddenly coming from the hall.

    Then they vaguely saw that the entire hall was trembling slightly.

    A muffled groan followed

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    Wei Xiaogu¡¯s back rubbed against the smooth wall of the hall as he slid down, his feet standing on the ground again.  I couldn't help but bend down, put my hands on my knees, and took a deep breath.

    It¡¯s not that I¡¯m tired, it¡¯s that it hurts.

    When he just used his divine power to send the six monks out of the hall, he was a little anxious because he was worried that the old god would attack at any time, so he went all out and used his own hands to work together.

    But the result of this was that the monks were sent out smoothly.  But it caused the shield he created with his own divine power to lose its support.

    The old god¡¯s attack was launched at this time, almost in a flash of lightning.  Before Wei Xiaogu had time to mobilize his divine power again, a powerful miracle suddenly came to him when the old god put the incense.

    Although Wei Xiaogu still mobilized some divine power at the most critical moment.  He barely managed to put up a shield in front of his body, but the hastily formed shield was as fragile as spring snowflakes, which directly caused Wei Xiaogu's people to fly out like those monks and hit him.  On the wall a few meters behind.

    Anyone who has ever fallen on his back knows thatAlthough such a fall rarely injures important parts, because the force-bearing area on the back is larger, it is natural that the sore and numb feeling from the fall can indeed be transmitted to the whole body in the shortest time.  All positions up and down.

    This is how Wei Xiaogu feels now. Even though his feet are firmly on the ground, he can still feel that his arms and thigh joints are still slightly numb.

    Looking up, Wei Xiaogu noticed that the smoke in the hall had slowly dissipated, and the strong wind had completely silenced. However, between the thin dust and mist, there were  A pair of bright eyes flickered there, like the eyes of a lone wolf in the mountains.

    "As a powerful practitioner, your duty is to protect yourself and try your best to win the battle."

    The old monk sneered not far away: "Those ants-like mortals, if you pay attention to their life and death, you will naturally have to pay a heavy price."

    "A heavy price?"

    Wei Xiaogu chuckled, slowly stood up straight and said: "When I was naughty and climbed the wall, I might have been beaten. This is also a heavy price. Are you too underestimated, or is it just like this in your eyes?"  Is it a heavy price?"

    The old god couldn¡¯t help but be stunned: ¡°Just throwing and beating?¡±

    Wei Xiaogu stood up straight, walked towards the old immortal in the smoke, and sneered: "I have to tell you, this is just the beginning."

    The old god was stunned.

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    Of course, it is impossible for the old immortal to think that a slight beating is a heavy price. From the perspective of a practitioner, as long as the cultivation level is not destroyed and the body is immortal, it is basically not a heavy price. But the problem is  , the old god really thought that the blow just now had caused serious damage to Wei Xiaogu.

    He knew very clearly that Wei Xiaogu was not a good person. When he watched Wei Xiaogu send six living people safely out of the hall with a wave of his hand, the old god had to admit that he had feelings for Wei Xiaogu.  The estimation of strength was wrong, but this did not mean that the old immortal thought that he was no match for Wei Xiaogu.

    In fact, after seeing Wei Xiaogu's attack, the old god secretly increased the power of his own attack.

    Under such a situation, the old god believed that with the surprise of his attack, this blow could at least damage Wei Xiaogu's internal organs.

    Not counting being hit in the back, the old god knew very well that even if he received such a sudden blow from others, there would be damage to the internal organs, and such damage was hidden in the body.  In the dark, the person involved may not admit it, but others can see the fact that he was injured.

    Because injuries to the internal organs directly affect the person¡¯s external actions and Qi.

    However, now that Wei Xiaogu is getting closer, no matter how you look at him, he looks like a normal person. Not to mention that his movements are blocked, his energy is damaged, and his face does not seem to have changed at all.

    In an instant, the old god suddenly understood that the reason why Wei Xiaogu groaned when he fell just now was not because his body was actually injured, but because it hurt him.

    A powerful person like Wei Xiaogu would groan because of the pain of falling!

    The old god could not help but feel a trace of anger in his chest. He scolded and said, "Then continue!"

    As he turned his hands over, the smoke and mist that had not dissipated around him suddenly began to flow again. However, when he saw his hands forming a strange seal on his chest, the surrounding space seemed to suddenly tremble.

    The smoke and dust suddenly stopped all activities, and the particles of dust were suspended in front of Wei Xiaogu's eyes.

    Wei Xiaogu felt a little stunned.

    Being in it, he can naturally feel that the still dust that his eyes are seeing now is not an illusion. In fact, the foot he raised is stagnant like the dust, keeping the movement that is about to fall.  The trend and even the body were showing signs of leaning forward, but that foot just couldn't fall down.

    Now, all the space around Wei Xiaogu seems to have turned into an invisible swamp, restricting all activities. Even the air seems to have turned into thick glue, and it is difficult to move even a little bit.  impossible.

    "You are indeed strong, but no matter how powerful you are, you are only a mortal!"

    There is an almost compassionate temperament on the old god's face, even if it is because his face looks a bit funny,There seems to be a sense of compassion now.

    "Although it's rare to see a master like you, I originally intended to have a good talk with you, but your performance was ultimately very disappointing, so I gave up."

    The old god seemed to be sighing softly, slowly shaking his head in Wei Xiaogu's eyes, and said: "In this case, I absolutely cannot keep you in this world!"

    He raised his hand, and a gray-black breath suddenly rushed towards Wei Xiaogu's face.  But seeing this gray-black breath blowing away every particle of dust, Wei Xiaogu was invincible before his eyes.

    A strong murderous intention spreads in the stagnant air, which comes from the power of the old god.  To be continued.  .

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