<="">>Xu Yi's current state really doesn't have the intention to fight with the ghost master to win, and he is extremely depressed.

The Ghost Lord suppressed the annoyance in his heart and said coldly, "You have nothing to do. If there is nothing to do, I will say goodbye."

"It was okay, but your behavior just now made me very upset. I will arrange for you a small task."

Xu Yi said softly, "Turn into the appearance of a scar-faced Taoist, make trouble everywhere, and make a breakthrough!"

The ghost master brows raised, and Xu Yi said coldly, "What? Not happy? I might have spoiled you earlier, but now I'm a useless person. What are you doing with me?"

Now that his cultivation has suddenly declined, Xu Yi, a person who is greedy for life and fears death, is more worried about his own safety than ever.

The identity of the Scarface Taoist is undoubtedly a fatal point. Although it has been a blood coagulation pill for several performances and it covers the spirit and changes its temperament, Xu Yi's heart will not fall into the ground. At this time, if a Scarface Taoist appears again and is swaying around, this worry will undoubtedly be eliminated.

If others play, you will be exposed without telling the right and wrong, and you will probably not be able to guarantee your survival.

If this Ghost Lord had not only transformed himself into someone, but also had a high level of cultivation, he would have been surrounded by the Soul-Striking Ancestor, and he believed that this person would be able to get rid of it easily.

"you!"

The Ghost Lord was confused. When did he become an actor? A wave of evil fire was barely excreted by roaring. At this moment, a burst of rage came, and the old anger and new hatred were mixed together. Wawa began to spit out a large piece of white blood again, and the ghost Yuan was shocked.

"Don't fucking nonsense. If you haven't heard the news of the Scarface Taoist appearing within three days, you can wait for the secret of the imperial tomb to spread throughout the Shenjing."

Xu Yi waved his hand impatiently, "Get out quickly!"

The ghost master didn't even say anything, and a cigarette went away. He was afraid that he would die under this population if he didn't leave.

After the ghost master left, Xu Yi, who was exhausted, rushed to the broken mouth. He put his hands on his hands, but no true energy was released. He realized that he had become a useless person, so he hurriedly summoned the mechanism bird, sat up and down, vacate the cave, and rushed to the top of the mountain. After observing the mountain and distinguishing the veins, he headed towards Shenjing.

In his original plan, he successfully condensed evil spirits here. It is convenient for practice here, stabilize the state, and then rushed to Longshou Peak to handle the so-called official business.

Even though this so-called official business was deliberately arranged by Chen Tianfang to lead the snake out of the hole, it was meaningless, but now that Chen Tianfang died, he would need to handle this official business more and more.

However, the plan could not keep up with the changes. He broke his head and never thought that this time, the evil spirits did not achieve magical powers, but instead made himself a useless person.

After more than ten days left, he thought about rushing back to Shenjing to find the so-called resentment record.

He firmly believed that what he formed was not a resentful fetus. If it was a resentful fetus, how could the body not be destroyed?

He even started from the mysticism with self-comfort, and argued that the Ghost Emperor's behavior was a deception of the heavens, taking away the body of the human body, and trying to be immortal. The heaven was disgusted with it. It was reasonable to form a resentful fetus.

On the other hand, he thanked someone. He involuntarily crossed time and space, and his soul was not independent choice. He never harmed human life. In this way, he could not tell how God disliked himself and formed the so-called resentment fetus.

With this self-deception of self-suggestion, Mr. Xu sat on the mechanism bird, facing the sky wind, and advanced at full speed.

At noon the next day, I just crossed Houtou Mountain and saw a battlefield where dozens of people were killed in a ball, and the murderous aura rushed into the sky.

Xu Yi was impatient with the battle, but suddenly heard a powerful roar from the battlefield. He felt very familiar with it. He controlled the mechanism and descended rapidly.

Unexpectedly, the mechanism bird suddenly shook. Xu Yi hurriedly glanced at the control plate, and the mechanism bird's mileage had already been exhausted.

Xu Yi thought about it and wanted to call out the last mechanic bird, but his body was uncontrollably falling down with the energy-exhausted mechanic bird.

He forgot that he had lost his true energy and could no longer control the sky, so he could change birds calmly.

When the mechanism bird fell, he was still more than 60 feet high. His whole body was like a cannonball and smashed his head to the ground. The strong wind was like thunder, resounding in his ears.

"Grass-mud horse, God, play with me!"

This was Xu Yi's last thought before falling. He never expected that he would complete this journey of fairy tale in this way.

The next moment, he landed on the ground.

There was a loud bang, as if an earthquake was made, and this strange landing happened to hit the crowd of people fighting. Two unlucky people happened to be hit by this human cannonball.

After the shocking sound, the fierce battle immediately stopped. Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at the foreign objects falling from the sky.

On the lawn full of green veins, a huge pit several feet deep appeared. In the two bloody and bloody mass in the huge pit, a thin young man slowly stood up.

"I'm not dead, my grass, I'm not dead..."

Xu Yi was crazy and jumped and laughed.

On the road of life, what else is more exciting than living in desperate situations?

His crazy thing made both sides frightened, as if they had encountered some unknown monster, and they couldn't help but divide into two camps before the war.

"Yes, yes, but Brother Xu?"

A man who described a vulgar and short-striking man shouted tentatively.

Xu Yixun looked at him and was indeed an acquaintance. He clasped his fists and said, "It turns out that he is Brother Baliang, it's been a long time since he was gone."

It was a very happy thing to meet an old friend thousands of miles away from home. If it were yesterday, Mr. Xu could be so arrogant, but now he is in a low mood and happens to be at war with both sides again.

He didn't even have the ability to help the boss, and if he didn't do it well, he would have to drag people back. Wouldn't it be embarrassing?

"It's indeed Brother Xu, what a coincidence!"

The vulgar man was overjoyed and held his fists heavily.

This person is the rare friend Xu Yi can talk to in Guang'an. Zhao Baliang, the heroes' club leader. At that time, before Xu Yi left Guang'an, he had farewell to his old friends who had contact with Guang'an one by one, including Zhao Baliang.

Zhao Baliang also told me that if I can't make it in the future, I will come to Shenjing to find Xu Yi and hope to take him in.

More than a month ago, the heroes were bullied by powerful men in Guang'an and had no hope of counterattack. Zhao Baliang disbanded his gang and led more than ten confidants to travel thousands of miles to Shenjing to visit Xu Yi.

When I got here, I encountered trouble and had a fierce battle. I didn’t know how to understand it. Xu Yi fell from the sky. Isn’t God helping Zhao?

"Come on, it's indeed a coincidence..."

Xu Yi's old face turned red and he was very confused. He could not tell that Zhao Baliang was so happy to meet him.

Mr. Zhao thought he was the super strong man who was once a powerful man, and he pointed at him to save the siege.

But he Xu is now a useless person, how can he get rid of this siege?
Chapter completed!