The master of the opera was standing there without any intention of dodging. When Xiling's short knife was about to stab his throat, he raised his right hand and gently snapped his fingers.

Xiling seemed to see something in his eyes, and his pupils suddenly shrank!

clatter!

The body of the miracle master and the distant Poison Duke burst out with a white light at the same time. The next moment, the positions of the two were directly exchanged!

Because Du Fu was very short, Xiling could only barely touch the scalp of Xi Ming Master's throat. At the same time, the Du Fu Fu's figure suddenly appeared behind him. A cold light flashed in his hand, and a stern dagger stabbed straight at the back of Xi Ling's head.

Xiling felt a flash in front of her eyes. Without any hesitation, she tightened every inch of her muscles on her body, turned sideways like lightning, and narrowly avoided this killing attack!

"Hmph, it's really disgusting for those who can predict the future." Seeing that the killing blow was absent, Master Ximing said a little unhappy.

Xiling's figure took a few steps back and kept a distance from the master of the Mother's Mother, with a serious expression. If he hadn't seen the future two seconds in advance, he would have died this time.

"The disgusting thing is you, right? S-12, "Exchange of Fate." Xiling sneered.

The master of opera smiled and walked to the side of the Poison Duke with his short palm, snapping his fingers again.

A white light flashed across his wrist, and the palm that was cut off by Xiling actually returned to his wrist, leaving no scars, as if it had never broken.

At the same time, Du Fu's hand was like an invisible short knife being cut across, and his entire palm was cut off from his wrist and landed on the ground. At this time, Du Fu could no longer feel the slightest pain and looked ahead dumbly.

Xiling stood there, her cold eyes looking around from time to time, and her brows frowned slightly.

He did not forget the existence of another person, Qin Ji.

I don't know when Qin Ji's figure disappeared from the rooftop, but Xiling knew very well that the other party had not disappeared. He could always feel a faint murderous intent locking him, as if he would launch a thunder attack the next moment.

Suddenly, a picture flashed in his eyes. Without thinking, he jumped forward suddenly. Qin Ji's figure suddenly appeared from the void behind him. A translucent big hand slapped Xiling, but only a afterimage was captured.

Qin Ji exclaimed lightly, "Can you really see the future? The leaves of you earthlings are really interesting. They have such incredible effects. I really want to take them back and study them well."

Xiling stabilized his body and looked a little solemn. The methods of this practitioner were strange and unpredictable. Moreover, he was from the Taixu realm, which was equivalent to their fourth-level ability. In addition, a quasi-imperial master, he had little chance of winning against two.

"Research? By chance, I want to take you back for research." A voice came from the sky, and the three of them felt that the surrounding environment suddenly twisted, and the colorful world was only black and white.

The three of them looked up and saw a man in a black and white Taoist robe hanging in the air, looking at Qin Ji with interest. He was stepping on a huge Tai Chi diagram under his feet, and the yin and yang energy flowed together, revealing a simple and mysterious aura.

"You are chasing you very quickly, Gou Chen's Taoist Lord." Seeing the visitor, the Master Ximing looked solemn under the mask.

Xiling's eyes lit up. He was ambushed by Ji Mingmao halfway before. The two of them fought for several hours. At the end, Gou Chen's Taoist Lord stopped Ji Mingmao for him, so he could only arrive here in time.

"You can't run fast. It's really awesome to use your ability to escape." Daojun sneered as he looked at the master of the show.

Gou Chen’s Taoist Lord? Qin Ji’s face changed. He lurked on the earth for so many years, so he naturally knew Gou Chen’s name and also knew what the meaning of Taoist Lord “Jun” means. The man in front of him was actually a quasi-emperor?

Although Qin Ji's martial arts are strange, his realm is not high. It's good to have sneak attacks and surveillance. If he really wants to fight a powerful quasi-emperor, he will only have a way out of death. Moreover, all the quasi-emperors of Gou Chen have amazing combat power. I don't know how many powerful geniuses in the divine realm have killed. They are also well aware of the methods in the divine realm and are extremely difficult to deal with.

The eyes of Master Ximing were flowing on Xiling and Daojun, and the light flashed in his eyes, as if comparing the strength of both sides.

Just now, they had a big advantage on two-on-one, and now another Taoist lord suddenly appeared, and there were two quasi-emperors on the other side, and their chances of winning suddenly decreased.

"Forget it, our goal has been achieved this time. See you next time." The master of the opera made up his mind quickly and stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers, "Oh by the way, I've left you a gift, I hope you like it."

clatter!

As the fingers rang, the figure of the Master of Edison suddenly disappeared, and a little frog appeared where he was just now, looking around blankly.

Daojun snorted coldly, it was not that he didn't want to stay, it was because the ability of the master of drama was too perverted. He wanted to leave and almost no one could stop him, but the rest was different...

Daojun's eyes fell lightly on Qin Ji, and the latter couldn't help but tremble, and the cold sweat suddenly came down.

Damn it, you run very fast, what should I do?!

Qin Ji gritted his teeth, and the space behind him suddenly twisted, and his whole body was about to be swallowed into the void.

Dao Jun raised his eyebrows, stretched out a finger, and looked at Qin Ji a little more slowly.

The two yin and yang energy flowed, and the void behind Qin Ji suddenly stopped, and then it twisted in the opposite direction. A repulsive force suddenly burst out, spurting half of Qin Ji's body that was sinking into it.

Qin Ji staggered and almost fell to the ground, his face extremely ugly.

"This fellow Taoist, I am just following the order and did not cause any harm to Gou Chen's people. Please give up your hand and don't kill them all!" Qin Ji knew that he could not escape with brute force, so he could only honestly admit defeat.

Daojun raised his eyebrows, looked at Qin Ji coldly, his mouth slightly raised, and he clearly spit out two words.

"Breaking the truth."

His figure suddenly blurred, turning into black and white energy and dissipated in the air. Just as Qin Ji was stunned, he appeared in front of him and pointed at Qin Ji's eyebrows.

"Yin and Yang are reversed."

Daojun's voice came slowly, and Qin Ji's pupils suddenly contracted. He felt that the cultivation level in his body suddenly changed and divided into two poles, like two uncontrolled thin snakes rushing around his body.

Not only that, his body suddenly twisted, as if every inch of flesh and blood was not in their place, and he couldn't help but start to misalign, causing unspeakable severe pain.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Just as the Taoist Lord was about to move, Xiling suddenly spoke, his voice a little rapid.

"Daojun! The Poison Duke is about to explode!"
Chapter completed!