Xie Tian's plan had progressed quite satisfactorily.
The two curved blades that had been chased out of the Dark Palace by Shen Wushuang had encountered quite a big problem.
Although the exposure of Daozu's Sacred Heart was what he wanted to see, the key was not whether the situation was what he wanted to see, but that the one who caused this situation was not him.
Therefore, seeing that Shen Wushuang did not do anything, the three parties that had entered the Ruins of God immediately fell into chaos. Now that the Dark Palace was the place where the three Immortal Venerables and Saints fought, he had experienced how terrifying Shen Wushuang was.
After losing most of his memories due to Emperor Luo Zhou's self-destruction, the two curved blades would obviously not care about some terrifying people because of certain reasons.
What he cared more about was when he could recover to his peak, and then hide at the end of the endless universe, silently waiting for an opportunity to stab the nine people in the back a few times, and then take his revenge.
And this point had become even more of a problem.
What he liked was to be able to quietly kidnap the clone of a Saint like how the twelve Saints bullied Fan Yin, and not to play tricks on a battlefield that involved dozens of Saints and more than a hundred Immortal Venerables.
Moreover, the current him did not have the qualifications to play tricks under the noses of the Saints.
In addition to the above two points, what frightened him the most was that when Shen Wushuang left the Dark Palace, he had a thoughtful look.
That look made him realize that the other party must have guessed that there must be some existence in the Ruins of God that was controlling everything.
Once this news was exposed, even if he would not be in much danger, but the recovery plan that he had planned for decades would be a complete failure.
The curved blade, who had suffered a setback, subconsciously thought of the fake Rakshasa that he was somewhat concerned about.
Because he cared, he used the Sacred Sound, descended the Sacred Light, and helped the fake Rakshasa to put on a great show.
But he did not expect that his actions, which were so pure that they did not involve any benefits, would help him.
Whether it was the Meditation Fruit or the Innate Cloud Pool, the fake Rakshasa was using actions that he could not understand to help him perfect the important flaws in his plan for decades.
Although the existence of these flaws was not because his mind was limited and he could not take care of them, it was because he had been seriously injured by Luo Zhou's self-detonation. He needed nearly all the resources in the Ruins of God to wake up.
What's more, he didn't even dare to imagine that his act of bringing the fake Rakshasa into the Tu Gong out of curiosity had given him the most appropriate reason to ban the Tu Gong.
As the true hub of the Divine Palace, the Slaughter Palace was sealed in an extremely normal manner. Only then could he truly avoid being taken advantage of by the clone of the Saint.
In short, in his opinion, the fake Rakshasa was his lucky general.
Therefore, after leaving the Dark Palace, he silently watched the fake Rakshasa, the man and woman in black on the way out of the Innate Cloud Pool, and the girl in the red dress scared away …
However, just as he was lamenting that the fake Rakshasa's life was full of pretentiousness, he realized that the fake Rakshasa did not know how to flirt at all …
"No, it's already praising him that he doesn't know how to flirt. He's just an idiot!"
Curved Blade could not understand how the fake Rakshasa could watch the woman on the verge of death repeatedly without batting an eyelid. He even had a look of admiration on his face.
He also could not understand why the woman in black would agree to this battle and fight with all her might when she could have gotten the fake Rakshasa to kill the man in black with a puff of air.
However, in the next moment, he, who was watching the battle, realized something.
"Although this woman in black is pitifully weak, her killing style is somewhat similar to that of the fake Rakshasa …"
After observing for a while, he realized that the woman in black only had a one percent chance of winning and a ninety-nine percent chance of dying. Thus, he lost interest.
"What I'm interested in is how you will act in the face of a fortuitous encounter that has nothing in it …"
This was extremely important to Curved Blade, who was currently in a difficult situation.
"I want to know if you've guessed something or if you have other plans for your actions. You must do this …"
With this thought, he could not be bothered to delay any longer. The tips of the two curved blades trembled slightly …
"Rumble …"
The place where the Celestial Garment in black was fighting suddenly collapsed. Even Xie Tian, who was watching the battle with his hands behind his back, fell into the ground without any resistance.
Bang bang bang!
With three loud sounds, the three of them seemed to fall on springs. They spat out blood and bounced up high, then fell again, spat out blood, and bounced up again …
Until the Celestial Garment, who had no resistance, was stunned. She pressed her mouth on Xie Tian, who was even more stunned than her.
"Kid, this is as far as I can help you. Grasp this well!"
Glancing at the countless dangers in the depths of the ground, after confirming that the fake Rakshasa had the strength to pass, the two curved blades gradually turned into nothingness.
At this moment, Xie Tian and Celestial Garment, who were one above the other, finally experienced what it felt like to be struck by lightning.
Dumbfounded.
His sea of consciousness was in chaos.
His whole body felt like it was struck by lightning, numb and itchy.
His blood flowed backward.
His limbs stiffened.
His breathing stopped.
No …
Perhaps it was not only their breathing that stopped, but for the two of them, the entire world had stopped.
One incense stick of time.
Two incense sticks of time.
…
Black Shirt, who was squatting on the ground, looked at this scene in a daze. He felt that it was not right for him to leave or stay.
Because whether he left or not, he, who had seen this scene clearly, could not escape from the palm of "Luo Mo".
At the same time, whether he left or not, it would not affect his mood of tears.
You said hit!
I will hit!
I almost beat this woman to death several times!
That's obedient enough!
But now you kissed this woman from the Immortal Region!
Not only kissed!
You even kissed his nipples for two incense sticks of time!
What is going on!
"After all this time, you've slept with her. I am in a terrible situation, am I?!"
When he thought about how the woman in black, whom he had nearly beaten to death a few times, would force him and the woman in black to fight Luo Bu and kill him instead, Black Robe, whose face was covered in tears, subconsciously raised his head to look at the one hundred thousand miles sacred sky above his head …
Why is it not snowing?
Don't you think I have been wronged enough!
Just as Black Shirt was about to cry, Xie Tian and Celestial Garment finally came back to their senses.
The moment they came back to their senses, the two geniuses who were good at killing began to blame themselves.
"A full two incense sticks of time and thirteen breaths, I did not sense the outside world, I was too careless!"
"He should have woken up long ago, but he was afraid that I would look ugly, so he pretended not to know … But, the strong heartbeat I felt just now, was it an illusion …"
After blaming themselves, the two of them began to talk nonsense with shyness through voice transmission.
"It's my fault."
"No, I didn't have time to adjust my body, it seems that I don't have enough control over my body …"
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this, not even Dark Blade."
"I will kill Black Shirt, so that he will not have any doubts about your identity."
…
Fortunately, when it came to killing, the two of them relaxed a lot.
"You are very powerful. If you had lasted for another two hours in the previous battle, you would have used the Heavenly Tablet to kill, and then … you should have learned that move."
"I learned it, but on the five strings, there are at most 24 killing lines, far inferior to you."
"The number of killing lines is not important, what's important is the string."
"String? Hearing you say this, I, I seem to understand something … Could it be that the number of strings is the Dao of change behind this move? "
"You are indeed the number one prodigy of the Three Thousand Worlds!"
"You are the number one prodigy of the Three Thousand Worlds … No, the number one prodigy of the Three Realms! The one and only! "
"I don't deserve it, I just don't want to die … Um, can you go down now?"
"Oh, I'll go kill Black Shirt."
…
The two of them did not know why they were separated, but after standing up, they looked at Black Shirt at the same time.
How could an outsider see such a shameful scene?
However, when they saw Black Robe lying on the ground with his limbs spread wide open, they did not have much killing intent in their hearts.
"If it wasn't for Black Shirt …"
The shy Celestial Garment only thought of these five words, and her heart, which was like a deer running around, gave birth to a lot of panic, uneasiness, and a trace of shyness that made her feel at a loss.
As for Xie Tian …
"For the sake of Red Dress, I'll let you go this time!"
After randomly finding a reason, Xie Tian dispelled his killing intent, and was about to force himself to calm down, he suddenly thought —
For the sake of Red Dress?
"I don't seem to have anything to do with Red Dress, sigh …"
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Also, I'm sorry, I've been feeling uncomfortable since the day before yesterday. I feel weak and weak, and I can't lift my spirits. There may be some fluctuations in the update, so I wish everyone good health in advance.
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