On New Year’s Day in 2020, I wish you all brothers and sisters a happy new year!

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The world of the Demon Sword is as dark as before.

However, there were two golden figures, who were terrified and shouting, but had nowhere to hide, and could only tremble and look desperate. More than ten feet away, there were four giants entrenched, each exuding a strong evil spirit, staring at them with a hideous expression. On the clearing ground, there were two piles of broken flesh and blood scattered.

No need to think too much about these two disciples of the Divine Guard. At this time, both of them had collapsed, leaving only the body of the soul. The four ferocious beasts were already salivating when they saw their prey. They would tear them to pieces just by just a command.

So that laughter sounds—

"Hey!"

The two disciples of the Divine Guard hurriedly looked up, which made them even more panic-

"Who..."

"Give me your life..."

In an instant, a faint figure fell from the sky. His appearance, facial features, virtual clothes, and speech expressions were similar to those of real people, but there was a bit of awesome momentum between his eyebrows.

"Gongsun Wujiu..."

The two disciples of the Divine Guard were shocked and speechless.

Wujiu landed on the ground, as if quite surprised. He looked at himself and said to himself, "How could this happen..."

He originally wanted to transmit the voice of his spiritual consciousness, but when anyone thought about it, the black and white round beads in the sea of ​​qi changed, and then a figure rushed into the demon sword, and he moved freely without fearing the evil spirit.

This is not the body of the soul.

Not a clone either.

What is it?

There should be an explanation.

Well, let's call it the external incarnation.

The changes in magical powers brought about by the improvement of cultivation made him unable to understand the reason. It was just a matter of not knowing the reason that he had no master. When he encountered confusion, he could only think about it, but he often took a unique approach and became a united person.

"explain--"

Wujiu raised his hands and asked questions in a row—

"Who is the person in charge of the Three Thousand Divine Guards? How do you fly over the Jade God Sea and go to the Jade God Temple? Where is that old man Yu Xuzi? Where is Yu Zhenren?"

During the previous melee, Wan Shengzi and Gui Chi reminded him that the Jade Temple had sent more than a thousand divine guard disciples, so he took advantage of the chaos to capture two of them, and wanted to interrogate them and figure it out.

"Give me your life..."

"Let me and the other two..."

Although the two disciples of the Divine Guard were panicked, they refused to reveal the truth.

"snort!"

Wujiu was too lazy to talk too much, so he reached out to grab it.

A golden figure flew up from the ground, and he grabbed his head and couldn't break free. He screamed in pain-

"Give me your life...I say..."

Wujiu turned a blind eye, holding one hand behind his back, holding the struggling figure with the other hand, his eyes slightly closed and his face was as deep as water.

The screams gradually faded.

Another disciple of the Divine Guard turned around and ran away in fear, but hit the ferocious beast head-on and flew backwards in the air.

Wujiu threw away the person in his hand and grabbed it again. As the magic power induces vomiting, the unlucky disciple of the gods gradually disappeared.

After a moment, he let go of his palm.

He had just turned around and left, and behind him was a black shadow and a turbulent wind surging. The two disciples of the Divine Guard disappeared without a trace. The four beast souls that had swallowed the body of the soul flew to the distance with satisfaction...

Wujiu ignored the movements behind him, and did not leave the Demon Sword Heaven and Earth, but wandered around alone in this cold and silent place.

If the two disciples of the Divine Guard had answered questions and answers, he might be able to go out and see. However, the two guys dared to bargain with no idea of ​​life or death. How could he have the leisure to accompany him, so he simply took action to search the soul.

But the gains from the soul search made him stunned.

Yu Xuzi, haven't returned from going out?

In other words, Yu Xuzi is not here.

He was afraid that the two divine guard disciples did not let go. The results of the search for souls were roughly similar. Yu Xuzi had been leaving the Jade Temple for several years. Today, there are only three thousand divine guards to guard the Jade Temple. Although the Jade God Sea is difficult to fly over, it is not without shortcuts. As for Yu Zhenren, he still has no whereabouts...

"Hey!"

Wujiu stopped slowly and laughed at himself.

It seemed that I had been teased and deceived, but suddenly realized it. It was incredible, but I felt relieved inexplicably.

The battle between the original realm and the gods was extremely tragic, and millions of people became dead ghosts. Even so, Yu Xuzi still did not show up. He Wujiu was confused by this and was worried that the change would arise and caught him off guard. However, he did not expect that the master was not in the Jade God Temple, and perhaps not in the Jade God Realm. It was like a sharp sword hanging above his head, which suddenly disappeared, which made him a little lucky and at a loss.

Why did Yu Xuzi go out and not return?

Where did he go and what was he doing?

Pu Chongzi and Gai Fuzi seem to be unaware of it. And whether Yu Jiezi and Yu Zhenren are aware of it...

The smile on Wujiu's face disappeared, he stood there in a state of stern expression, and a slight chill.

I thought I had solved a truth and figured out the reality of the Jade Temple, but I had not yet had any luck, but suddenly I realized that he had already fallen into layers of traps.

The battle between the original world and the gods, as well as the life and death of millions of people, is just a conspiracy to be fucked by others?

Since he was a conspiracy, did he not notice it before?

This is not the case. The four priests in the original world are Fang Suzi, Xu Li, Kui Yuanzi and Liu Wuzi. Xu Li was killed, but the other three were unknown whereabouts. They had already suspected at that time, but they had no time to take care of it. Looking back now, the three should have been ordered by Yu Xuzi and had other important things.

That is to say, this is a long-planned trap and has been implemented several years, or decades ago?

Based on this, Yu Xuzi is still in the original realm?

If he stays in the original realm, what do he want? The heavenly tribulation is getting closer and closer, how can he let go? Could the so-called Yuanhui tribulation change...

Wujiu was silent for a long time, unable to understand, so he looked forward and his expression slightly condensed.

Not far ahead, fog surrounded and light flashed. It was the formation of the Demon Sword Heaven and Earth, connecting nothingness and engaging vitality, which was completely different from this cold and silent place. One of the graceful figures was faintly apart.

Bing Ling'er is still practicing in seclusion.

No matter how she is, she is the fairy in my mind. She once promised to take her back to the hometown of Shenzhou and return to the Valley of Fenghua...

When Wujiu thought of this, his eyebrows stretched out, and his pretty face showed a calm and unrestrained expression.

Why should I be controlled by Yu Xuzi?

Even though the old man had all kinds of tricks and tricks, I just walked all the way to the end. What would he do to me? Otherwise, he would smash his Jade Temple and destroy his lair...

Wujiushang thought to himself, and his expression moved.

In an instant, a shout started-

"Mr. No!"

They are the Son of All Saint and his seven disciples.

"I'm not relieved, so I'll take a few little beasts into the magic sword and bring them with you to avoid being bullied!"

Wujiu's spiritual thought returned to his body, opened his eyes, removed the ban, and waved his sleeves.

The seven disciples of the demon clan, including the high-ranking cavalry, have been included in the magic sword by him.

The Son of All Saint sat on the hillside and said with relief—

"The descendants of my demon clan are also descendants of your Mr. Wu..."

Wujiu listened awkwardly and hurriedly said, "I'll first."

If you have no descendants, please stop making friends with me!”

"You have no descendants..."

"Fuck! You have no descendants..."

"Old Wan has no queen, treats his disciples as if they were born..."

"Stop!"

Wujiu was too lazy to bother him and said impatiently: "If you don't have any advice, please give yourself your own advice!"

"hehe!"

The disciple lost his life and the son of All Saints had no worries. His red eyes flashed with a shrewd look and said mysteriously: "I have been kind to give advice, but I am afraid no one will appreciate it!"

"oh?"

"Please see--"

With a slap of the hands of Halloween, something was added in front of him. It was a magic weapon, the thickness of the chicken egg, the length of five feet, the whole body was silver-white, like a spear, but it also had two sharp blades, which looked extremely heavy and sharp.

"Yin Yue!"
To be continued...