The old man looked at Changsun Tao, and his eyes that seemed to be able to accommodate all rivers showed a strange look.

It seems to be looking at a rare treasure.

It is clearly a fairy-like appearance, but with the meaning of appreciation and greed, it makes people feel uncomfortable all over.

He shook his sleeves and stood in front of Changsun Tao with his hands behind his back, as if he would fly on the clouds at any time: "Your Highness, even if my disciple is wrong, it is still a matter of the life master. Why should Your Highness be aggressive?"

That's right, the person who came is the fate master.

Sima Xuanmo and Di Shitian's master were people who should have gone west.

Not only did he not die, he developed an extremely terrifying skill.

Changsun Tao smiled: "Even if you have rules in your order to teach your disciples, you will commit unforgivable sins. How can I ignore them?"

The mission master stroked his silver beard: "Is this arguable agreement?"

Changsun Tao said: "I have never thought of talking to you."

The master laughed a few times, and his eyes swept towards Changsun Tao, but his eyes were as gentle as his face: "Young people are so arrogant that they can't help but look down on me. Since that's the case, I'll ask you to take a good look at what the precipitation of time is."

After the words fell, there was no sign of warning, and the master disappeared out of thin air.

But in an instant, others were standing quietly behind Changsun Tao, and his fingers formed a strange seal, which Changsun Tao could not move.

"Young people are really arrogant, so I have to waste the capital you are proud of and turn you into a waste. Maybe you will be honest." #@$&

His right hand was raised gently, with a slow speed and a gentle movement. His palm transformed into thousands of shadows and gently patted Changsun Tao's head.

"Hmph!" Changsun Tao snorted coldly. He was unable to move and his body suddenly contained power.

He was like a fireball about to explode, and when his internal energy was overflowing, it exploded with a "boom".

The air wave bounced off the master's palm and also broke the ice silk thread that controlled his body.

Before the Master of Fate reacted, he was like a cheetah, and then he rolled on the spot. When he stood up, the sharp sword in his hand also pierced into the Master of Fate's chest.%&(&

The master of fate did not avoid or hide, and did not show any pain.

He smiled, under the appearance of the spiritual muscles and jade bones, there was a bottomless darkness.

To the extreme, to the extreme, to the extreme.

"It's good, but it's a pity that you can't kill me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the commander showed a wicked smile, so the sword that should have stabbed him was like being entangled by something, sucked, and pulled it into his body with force.

Changsun Tao noticed something strange and immediately pulled back the sword in his hand.

"Si..."

It seemed like something extremely sharp was scratching the sword body.

Seeing this, Changsun Tao's eyes suddenly condensed.

I saw that the master's chest had no flesh or texture, and a thin layer of skin was densely wrapped in tangled silver threads.

Just now, it was these things that grabbed his sword.

The sword was pulled out, and the thread floated like a water plant, like a whirlpool rolled up by the wind.

However, he just left his body about a foot long and then shrank back.

Despite seeing the strangeness of Di Shitian, Changsun Tao couldn't help but be slightly surprised: "What you call the precipitation of time is to abandon the human body and become this monster that cannot be tolerated?"

The Master of Fate smiled, and his smile was already kind: "Why am I not a human? If you don't have knowledge, don't make any judgments, it makes you very ignorant."

Changsun Tao was not angry, but just held the sword tighter: "I really don't know much about things beyond the principles of heaven and ethics."

The master stroked his beard again: "I'm not a mouth."

After the words came, he came to Changsun Tao like a piece of floating silk.

Changsun Tao waved his sword and slashed it down, but it seemed to be really chopping it on a piece of cloth. Not only did it not cut the cloth, but the force of a thousand pounds was also removed.

He quickly retreated and distanced himself from the missionary master.

But just when he changed his moves and launched another attack.

A sudden pain in his arm, and the dying Indra suddenly rose up and scratched several blood marks with his sharp claws.

It’s not that he didn’t notice it, but because he couldn’t hide it.

The master seemed to have an invisible aura on his body, making his movements soft and slow, so that he was hit by this.

Changsun Tao covered his arm, but the blood flowing out of the blood marks was already flowing down his arm, stained with blood in his hands.

Indrama attacked again, and was about to slap Changsun Tao in the head.

However, Changsun Tao was prepared for it. He swung his left arm backwards, and a fiery red feather shot out like a sharp arrow, hitting Di Shitian's heart.

Indrama screamed, fell to the ground and rolled around, but finally there was no movement.

Seeing this, the original face of the destiny immediately had cracks.

He raised his hand and waved it, and thousands of threads were like the tentacles of life, twisting into a wave towards Changsun Tao.

Just as he was about to touch Changsun Tao, the tips instantly became extremely hard, like steel needles that were almost invisible to the naked eye.

Changsun Tao raised his sword to block it, but even the ancient divine weapon was trembling.

Seeing that the terrifying ice silk was about to pierce into his chest, he quickly dodged away.

Due to the violent movement, a drop of blood on his hand was also splashed on the rope twisted by the thread.

The wire rope shook, as if it was burned.

The master's eyes condensed slightly and quickly put away the silk rope.

"To this end today, Your Highness, Uncle Grandpa, will be in the future."

After saying that, the master ordered the master to turn into the flowing silk and float to Indra, hugged Indra, and then the two disappeared into the alley together.

Changsun Tao couldn't help but be confused by the sudden evacuation of the master.

But everything happened too quickly just now, and he did not see all the scenes, but he knew that there must be a reason why the destined master was in a hurry to leave.

Finally, he set his eyes on his bloody arms, thinking.

at the same time.

Uninvited guests also came to Taishu's Mansion.

Compared to Indra's concealment, he was open and upright and did not hide his actions.

His goal is also very clear, which is the dungeon where Hong Jiang and others are imprisoned.

Just as he led a group of guards to the near the dungeon, Xie Yun also arrived in time.

Xie Yun put his hand on the hilt of the knife around his waist and stared at him vigilantly: "Who are you?"

The man took off his cape and revealed his face hidden under his cloak.

The crane's hair is gray, but his face looks young.

He provoked a mysterious smile: "I will tell you if I beat me."

Xie Yun did not hesitate and drew his sword to attack.

After receiving Changsun Tao's skills, his skills that were originally like a ghost were moving to the next level.

Aside the old man, there was a flowing and lively voice, moving forward and backward, opening and closing.

With just a few moves, the old man had been cut on his shoulder by Xie Yun.

Xie Yun stood in front of the old man and pointed at him with a tip of the knife: "Who are you?"

The old man didn't care about the blood flowing from the wound, but instead praised with a smile: "Young people are good at kung fu, and they are really terrifying for younger generations."

Seeing that he was not ready to tell his identity, Xie Yun would talk about it when he was ready to kill him.

But just as he was about to take action, Lu Mingyu also came.

"Maternal grandfather..."

Her voice was incredible and choked with sobs.
Chapter completed!