The way of sacrifice is difficult to reverse once it is opened.

But the old man's every move led Yun Jun's soul power to restrain himself and stopped offering sacrifices.

This ability is something that Su Mutian and even the Evil Eye Saint King cannot understand and cannot possess.

However, the old man's appearance was so strong that Su Mutian felt much more at ease.

A word awakens the dreamer.

When Yun Jun heard this familiar sound of ancient times, he opened his eyes and felt a healing power flowing on his body.

"Old man in the house..."

Yun Jun's white and wrinkled lips opened slightly, his expression was evident and he couldn't believe it. He whispered, and the sound was as faint as a mosquito:

"You are so strong..."

It turns out that I have always been a clown.

Yun Jun smiled bitterly, and his sadness filled his heart.

The old man in the mansion who was stolen from his fairy grass and beaten away by himself, the old man who was not ashamed and like a second-rate old man, his true strength was actually above the demigod!

"Yun Palace, have you given up like that?"

It was still the same face that made Yun Jun hate, but he couldn't hate it at this moment.

Yun Jun stretched out his hunched body and stood up.

"With my strength, I failed to fight it."

Yun Jun turned to Su Mutian and said helplessly: "Only the soul core that sacrificed my cultivation for hundreds of thousands of years, put my hope on him, or you can try a battle."

"What a pity, old man, I don't agree!"

The old man in Fucheng said lightly. With a wave of his long sleeves, he actually dispelled the sky that became like the dark day because of Yunjun. The dark clouds disappeared in an instant, and the sun shone suddenly shone.

"Old man, I have used many rare treasures for more than a hundred years, so I can't watch you seek death."

"After all, old man, I'm so kind."

The city of Fucheng looked at the Evil Eye Holy King and said, "Tiger Palace, this person, old man, I am protected!"

When Su Mutian was shocked by the strength of the Mansion City, he almost vomited.

Old man in Fucheng, shameless!

According to Su Mutian's calculations, he did not expect that the mansion came to save people. After all, this old man was shameless and selfish, so he really shouldn't have done such a thing.

Secondly, if the old man in Fucheng had not thrown the blood tea into the treasury of Xingluo Empire, Yun Jun would not have been born at all and would have lived on Yinghong Cliff.

From this point of view, it is essentially that Fucheng has cheated Yun Jun.

Therefore, saving people in the mansion city is not a kindness at all, it is just a reward.

However, the Evil Eye Saint King is a quasi-god-level existence.

Su Mutian's eyes were half-closed. With the old man in the mansion city having the strength above the demigod, if he exerted all his power, it would be possible to fight with the Evil Eye Saint King.

However, it was beyond Su Mutian's expectations.

The Evil Eye Holy King actually gave in!

It was very exaggerated, it actually gave in to the old man!

"Long time no see, old friend."

The huge body of the evil-eyed white tiger is close to the skinny body of the city. Although it is not as tall as Mount Tai, it is much taller than ordinary people.

It is opposite to Fucheng, and Fucheng is staggering, which is even weaker than the calves of the evil-eyed Holy King.

You can only hit it on the knee by jumping up.

The evil-eyed Holy King's breath was warm and revealed it to the face of the old man in Fucheng, and raised his almost dead old white hair. Fucheng disliked him and slapped the soul power and dissipated the breath.

Fucheng said lightly: "Maybe, if you sleep again, I will be dead."

The Evil Eye Saint King leaned closer and stared: "You will not die!"

"Who said that I can only have fun in time, and I need to have fun."

One person and one tiger, one old and one strong, it is not difficult to see through conversation that the Fucheng and the Evil Eye Saint King had known each other for a long time.

And their relationship is extremely subtle.

At this time, Su Mutian controlled Aguru's clone to approach Yunjun, and returned the space ring to him, caring and said, "Is it okay? I can't do this sensational thing, so you should go and play with Xiaolu Girl by yourself, can you still fly?"

When Yun Jun put all his hopes on him when the situation was beyond his control, he could see from this that at least, he was a person worthy of entrusting in his heart.

"It's a pity. If I were Cao Cao, I would really give you another knife. I will raise your wife and children." Su Mutian secretly complained in his heart.

Yun Jun was a little embarrassed. Who would have thought that he was ready to sacrifice, but in the end the old man was saved.

"Thank you."

Yun Jun ended up with the space ring, his voice choked: "Although there is injuries, I can barely fight."

"Um……"

Su Mutian nodded, shocked. It must be that Fucheng's soul skills had a certain healing effect, but he had never seen the martial soul of the old man in Fucheng.

"How strong should this old man be?"

Su Mutian had to re-examine the city. He dared to assert that this little old man was the first person he had ever seen in the Douluo Continent so far!

Except for God, he almost felt that no soul master could reach his level.

Including Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen!

"Go away quickly."

Su Mutian patted Yun Jun's shoulder and said, Yun Jun glanced at the slender hands on his shoulder... The first time someone was close to him like this... It felt very wonderful, strange, and it made him a little hard to say.

"And you?"

Yun Jun looked up and asked, he could feel that this person's strength was no less than himself, but he didn't know where his upper limit was. Quasi-god should be a realm that humans could not compete with.

Because, one more step is that God can only offer to look up to.

"I...maybe I should avoid his edge."

Su Mutian said lightly that even the semi-divine soul power of his body was far inferior to the quasi-god power.

Unless there is divine power, it is really difficult to defeat.

"Let's go together!"

"You go first. The little deer girl is still waiting for you at the Fucheng Inn. Most of the dark areas are evil. Now the old man in Fucheng has also come to Xingluo City. Maybe she will meet some villains. If you go back and take care of her, you should also regard my instructions to you as her mother."

Su Mutian said.

He moved the five-colored deer out, perhaps because he felt that the pressure from his mother-in-law was too great, so Yun Jun nodded immediately.

"Okay, take care of it!"

Immediately, Yun Jun waved his eagle feathers and flew directly into the sky, returning to the dark area of ​​the stars at full speed.

Su Mutian then sighed faintly and said to himself: "It's really a bloody crime caused by a bag of blood tea."

Seeing Yun Jun, the culprit, leave, the evil-eyed Holy King looked dark and said coldly: "Old friend, wouldn't he be laughed at if he destroys the Holy Hall of the Lord and lets him go like this?"

It used the power of the White Tiger to capture Yun Jun, trying to give him another memory, but this power was stopped by the Fucheng.

The martial soul of the mansion city is actually a dragon!

A giant dragon that is more than ten meters long, the dragon is land yellow and emerald green all over. The dragon lives in the field, with mountains, water, flowers, plants and trees.

It is like the soul of the domain that is self-contained!

Su Mutian was stunned.

He had seen the so-called martial soul blue-light Tyrannosaurus Rex, the so-called martial soul of the continent, but compared to it, Lu Long in the city was simply dad-level.

I can't believe that such a lewd little old man's martial soul turned out to be a dragon!

However, there were at least hundreds of people watching this scene, but none of them knew this martial soul, and no one could tell the origin of this martial soul.

Only the beast martial soul masters within a radius of hundreds of miles seemed to feel a kind of suppression from their bloodlines!

The powers in the city collided with the power of the Evil Eye Saint King, and they suddenly started to rush and escaped from some soul masters of low realms. In a moment, the soul masters actually began to bleed in the seven orifices. The injuries that responded to this phenomenon were mild and severe.

And at the core of the collision, a dragon and tiger roar was directly made.

"Tiger Palace, I have also said that although that guy is not as handsome as an old man when he was young, he is not as talented as an old man, and he is not as good as his character, he can't resist being honest. Old man, I am a good man, and I have to protect the honest man."

Fucheng said lightly, but the unquestionable aura in his tone made the heart of the Evil Eye Saint King tremble.

The evil-eyed Holy King looked at the city deeply and thought to himself: If I were determined to kill them, I might not be able to do it, but this old man was not much weaker than himself in middle age. Although he is old now, his understanding has reached a higher level.

: If you really want to fight, I am afraid that this Xingluo Palace will not be able to withstand the destruction, and it doesn’t matter to itself, but the ancestors of the Dai family have always been kind to them, and it cannot bear to destroy the Dai family’s foundation.

There is no way, who made this Holy Tiger so loyal?

"Seldom are people you value so much."
To be continued...