The three of them did not move.

Silent, terrible silence.

The void is more lively than these people.

Ni Zheng hesitated for a while, "No, I..."

"Shut up!"

Chepeng's voice was like knocking on ice with a hammer, which was hard and cold, and a lot of ice slags splashed out and fell on his face, causing a biting pain, and Ni Zheng stopped talking immediately.

It was really difficult for Chepeng to calm down at this time. It was too surprising that Zhou Shu was still a seed of a saint.

He was the one who received orders directly from Baili Qianshan. He knew very well that for Baili Qianshan, the necessity of killing Zhou Shu was still above destroying Xianshu City. The reason was that he could never give any chance to recover from Xuanhuang Realm. The reason for the repeated increase of Zhou Shu by the Wanwu List was also here. In the view of the Xianting, Zhou Shu was the leader of many practitioners and alien races in the Xuanhuang Realm, and the only person who could recover from Xuanhuang Realm. As long as Zhou Shu was killed, the Xuanhuang Realm would not be able to recover.

As for why the Immortal Court is so worried about the comeback of Xuanhuang Realm, it is not something Chepeng can know.

When Che Peng left the fairy world, Baili Qianshan left a few words, and capping Xianshu City and killing Zhou Shu was a task that must be completed. Once he completed, he had the opportunity to enter the fairy court and become an elder, or even take over Baili Qianshan. If he failed, the consequences would be very serious.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to give up his life palace and even tried his best.

Once he was defeated, he could become the elder of the Immortal Court and become the most powerful person in the Immortal World and even the heavens. He could barely make up for the regret of not becoming a saint, but he could only force him to do so. After all, maybe the saint didn't want to continue to be promoted, but who told him to receive the task? As the elder of the Xuanling Sect, it was impossible for him to refuse the task sent by the Immortal Court. If he refused, it would be like being abandoned by the Immortal World and would be assigned to a prison that would never see the light of heaven at any time.

This is not a legend, but a fact. Although few people know that the prison is there, many elders have already entered, including the disobedient elder of the Immortal Court.

Only two harms are the least, and you will try your best.

But now it is no longer a desperate problem.

Zhou Shu turned out to be a saint's seed and was protected by the saint.

Then, even if he desperately destroys the formation world, the possibility of killing Zhou Shu is slim.

The Xianshu City Formation Realm is gone, and there is also a quasi-saint who secretly helps. The key is that no one on his side dares to kill the saint seeds. First, it is difficult to kill, and second, it must be punished by the saint, which means that he has given up the hope of becoming a saint. Therefore, Ni Zhenghe will never attack Zhou Shu, and he himself will not be able to have such ability after using the Taoist weapon to abandon the life palace.

Keep fighting hard is not only not worth the gain, but it is simply useless.

Damn it! I thought it was just an ordinary difficult task, but who knew it would be an unfinished task.

No matter how he thought, he couldn't think of a solution, because there was no way.

Looking at Chepeng, whose face was blue and white and whose eyes were scurrying, Ni Zheng was inexplicably panicked and said unconsciously, "Fellow Dow Jones, do we still have to fight?"

Chepeng looked at him and his voice was hoarse, "Can you cheat Zhou Shu out again?"

Ni Zheng shook his head quickly, "There are three quasi-saints outside now, so how dare he show up again? And he has the protection of a saint, it's useless for us to lie to him out. In fact, last time he came out, he was just a clone of a little bit of Yuanli, and he could give up at any time, and I didn't have any chance."

The answer was expected, and Chepeng sneered, "Will you fight to the death?"

"No."

Ni Zheng shook his head firmly and looked at Tan Ku and said, "Fellow Daoist, you must not be willing either, right?"

Tan Ku clasped his hands together and said, "I forgive me for being rude. There are not many quasi-saints in the Saitama Sect. Although I am useless, I have to keep this little capital."

"Actually, fellow Taoists don't have to do this."

Ni Zheng paused and said, "Zhou Shu's formation is so difficult to deal with. Maybe it was built by the saints, otherwise why is it so fast and so good? None of us can fight. I think it's better to report the situation of Xianshu City and Zhou Shu in detail to the Xianshu Court and let the Xianshu Court deal with it."

Tan Ku nodded, "I also think it's best to do this. Fellow Taoist is willing to work hard. I believe the Immortal Court will not blame fellow Taoist."

Ni Zheng followed, "Yes, there is another person who has not shown up. We have not won Xianshu City. He is the biggest mistake. Fellow Taoist has tried his best. We will explain this to the Immortal Court. I believe fellow Taoist will not be in trouble."

Chepeng just pretended that he didn't hear it and said coldly, "No matter what, you can't fight to the death, nor can you kill Zhou Shu, right?"

Tan Ku sighed, "Fellow Taoist is a tough guy. Our Saitama Sect has already followed the inspiration of the Immortal Court. We can't let us give up everything, right? If we want to be the sect in charge, we must give up our quasi-saint, I don't think any sect in the Immortal Realm will."

"It's really hard for others to do, haha."

Chepeng laughed dryly, his eyes turned to Xianshucheng, and the fire in his eyes slowly disappeared, as if he had begun to calm down.

The two of them didn't say anything anymore and continued to be silent, deadly.

Wanmu Pavilion.

Caiying was a little confused, "Why didn't they fight?"

"I don't know, I'm still waiting outside the Qishan Realm. Maybe I'm thinking of some new solutions?"

Qingque looked at the sand table and said relaxedly, "Actually, no matter how they think, it's useless. There is no flaw in our formation world."

Caiying looked around and seemed to not see Zhou Shu's shadow. He couldn't help but say, "Are they all tired and don't have much strength? Then can we go out and take a look and chase after you. Maybe we can take advantage of it and grab some...Oh! What are you doing when you hit me again?"

"Who told you to talk nonsense?"

Zhou Shu withdrew his hand and said seriously, "You just like to find the quasi-saints? You haven't seen their power. If we don't have a formation realm, we can destroy a realm in just a few strokes. Can you do it? If you can do it, I will let you go out and see."

"I can't do it," Caiying lowered her head and touched her head, "I just... won't tell you."

Qingque turned around, "Shu, how is the situation with Xuanhu?"

"It's very good. This guy's bloodline is really... really useful," Zhou Shu glanced at Jianmu, and was a little dissatisfied. "Qing, do you dare to believe it? After using the Xuanhuang Ring, his recovery speed was even faster than mine. Jianmu must have given him extra preferential treatment, damn it."

Qingque smiled and said, "Isn't it normal for Jianmu to protect his people? You are still jealous."

Zhou Shu frowned, "Why don't you protect me?"

Qingque looked at him and said seriously, "You are not a citizen. You are on par with Jianmu. In my eyes, you are even taller."

Zhou Shu stopped, touching his chin as if he was thinking. Strictly speaking, he was not a citizen of Jianmu. "Ah, I didn't expect you to think so."

Qingque nodded, "I have always thought so. Without you, there would be no revival of Jianmu. What reason does he have to protect you? It should be you who protect him."

"hehe."

Zhou Shu couldn't help laughing. This sentence sounded really comfortable, "Then I hope he will protect others more."

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