"Ball!"

When Joan of Arc saw Qiuqiu being injured, he was both frightened and scared. If Qiuqiu had not blocked the attack just now, the only remaining children might have died on the spot.

"Even if you have strong luck, how many times can you block a low life?"

The humanoid black mist said, then raised his hand again.

"stop!"

Joan of Arc roared.

A magical thing happened. The black fog had already flowed out while the human-shaped black fog raised his hand, but after Joan of Arc shouted out his words, the next moment he returned to his state before raising his hand.

The whole process looks extremely strange, as if it was pushed back at some point, and the facts that had happened were distorted.

That is definitely not the effect of the great prophecy "speaking and following the Dharma". The essence of the great prophecy "speaking and following the Dharma" is just to achieve the effect with magic power, which is essentially different from Zhang Xuansheng's words and following the Dharma.

But no matter what effect it is, it is impossible to reverse the cause and effect of a thing.

“…hehehehehehehehehehehehe—”

The human-shaped black fog was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into a harsh laugh after reacting.

"Isn't this useful? It's just not quite complete... Believe me, as long as you return with me, you will get stronger strength and these kids will be safe."

The human-shaped black fog spoke in a sensation and placed the children's lives on the Libra.

Joan of Arc was also surprised at the power he showed just now in a hurry. What was that?

Have I inherited that person's power?

Then she felt a little regretful and even more angry. If she could do this before, the people in the Holy City would not have to die...

"Oh, my dear Lord Meri, you don't need to blame yourself. The fall of these lives is a necessary condition for your awakening. They should be proud that their lives can make you awaken."

The human-shaped black fog pointed to the corpse behind the taboo array and said, dancing, like a crazy missionary. It seems that the madness of the great sin sects is not without reason.

"What did you say!"

The anger in Joan of Arc's eyes was about to overflow, burning out the strange black mist.

"Die!"

Then she spoke again, but nothing happened.

"You should not think too much. The power of the awakening just now is not enough to threaten me, and you may not succeed every time."

The human-shaped black fog mocked and whispered gently as if bewitching: "So, good boy, come back with me quickly, your mother is waiting for you."

As he said that, He stepped forward, pressed step by step, ignoring Joan of Arc's various "curses"

Even if it takes effect occasionally, the black fog will recover after most of it is broken up.

"Good boy, go back with me."

As he walked, he kept "persuading"

Just as He was about to walk to Joan of Arc, a purple mind fell from the sky, and the peerless sharpness was like a wall of a broken world, which made him unable to make progress.

It was a purple long sword stuck on the ground, like a dividing line, dividing the entire world.

The purple figure fell from the sky and landed beside the long sword, with cold eyes and murderous intentions surging, and said, "Who is the fuck your good child!"

Zhang Xuansheng had felt something was wrong before, why did he encounter an attack just after entering the holy city?

He thought this was the action of the evil god against him, but it was unreasonable to think about it afterwards.

Because when the Rubik's Cube sealed himself, no outside existence could hurt him, so who was this action targeting?

[Reading Benefits] Give you a cash red envelope! Follow the vx public [Book Friends Base Camp] to receive it!

It was not until now that he realized that it was for Joan of Arc beside him.

Fortunately, he felt something when he broke through and rushed over immediately without wasting time. Otherwise, even if he was delayed by one second, it would be an irreversible tragedy.

He took action to penetrate a chaotic spiritual energy into the ball's body, threw pills on the ball, and then looked at the human-shaped black fog.

"Oh... Okusis is weaker than I thought... But this is normal. God is such a fragile thing, and the creatures in the creation of the God Realm are just unreliable."

The human-shaped black fog did not show any panic when he saw Zhang Xuansheng. Even if Zhang Xuansheng appeared here, he meant that both the nibbler and Okusis had been killed by him, he was not worried.

So what about the Immortal Emperor? He has never killed him.

He is different from those guys. Even the immortal emperor who is about to reach the peak of the true spirit world cannot do anything to him, let alone a person who has just broken through?

Although those adults were very taboo about Zhang Xuansheng, he did not think that strong luck was a tricky characteristic. In the face of absolute strength, luck was meaningless.

If Zhang Xuansheng can be killed here, then I will probably get more gifts after going back... I won't be able to become an existence in that realm in a few epochs, and then I don't have to look at their faces.

Thinking of this, He looked at Zhang Xuansheng again and dealt with him. Lord Meri could take him away at any time.

Zhang Xuansheng examined the black fog, gently stroked Joan of Arc's back to comfort him, and signaled that the other party to calm down.

After a few breaths, he spoke lightly: "I won't ask you, how do you want to die? You don't have this power..."

In the "eye" of the difference in human-shaped black fog, Zhang Xuansheng continued: "I have chosen the way to die for you."

After saying that, he stretched out his right hand to the side, and the Zixiao sword inserted on the ground roared and started, bringing up a trace of dust, which was still a simple and unpretentious starting style.

"A mere Immortal Emperor dares to speak wildly..."

The humanoid black fog stopped halfway because he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.

Every source point on his body felt the stinging pain like a needle, and the sharp murderous intent like a blade enveloped him. Before the sword could be released, he seemed to have seen the end of his being killed.

retreat!

This is a judgment made in his mind in an instant. Although in theory, he is not afraid of slashing, his intuition tells him that he cannot force himself to take this sword.

He retreated, and at the same time, in case he wanted to take the initiative to control the fog to dissipate, he was shocked to find that he could not do it!

All the black fog source points on their bodies seemed to be locked, and they were forced to gather together by the violent murderous intent. This was the source point in instinctive trembling and fear, so it was difficult to separate "hugging together to keep warm".

This is unscientific! The source point should be without any thinking!

Zhang Xuansheng set out a sword, but it was not a very fast sword. Instead, even the children could see it clearly. He just handed it out plainly, stepped forward, and pointed the tip of the sword at the human-shaped black fog eyebrows.

The human-shaped black fog is retreating, he is advancing, neither hurry nor slow, as if it is in his rhythm.

"A mere Immortal Emperor?"

Zhang Xuansheng asked back and said, "Then why do you want to retreat?"

The human-shaped black fog couldn't speak. He gathered all his strength and raised his spirits to break through the space and escape, but found that he could not do it.

It was not that the man in front of him locked in the space, but that he always "missed under tension" and failed to use the extraordinary power of space.

Damn it, that's not a mistake!
Chapter completed!