Gongsun Shiyu's [Ghost] turned back into a gray mist and seemed to be unwilling to accept the result, but it was put into the shabby cloth bag in the end.
At the same time, a bead flew in front of Momo.
However, this young master of Dragon Tiger Mountain didn't take it. He just flicked his hand and sent the bead back to the Yin Yang Master.
"A loss is a loss. Since I'm not as good as you, I have no excuse to stay." This handsome Yin Yang Master was very honest and even shook his head.
The young master of Dragon Tiger Mountain was more honest than him, "This thing is troublesome. I can't keep it even if I take it now. I already said that I don't have any power. If the next person challenges me, I can only give it up. "
The Yin Yang Master frowned.
Momo chuckled, "You don't want the things you've worked so hard for to end up in someone else's hands, do you?"
"In that case, I'll keep it until you recover your power."
Momo shook his head casually. He didn't say yes or no. He just stretched his back and slowly walked to the stand.
They looked at this young master of Dragon Tiger Mountain and felt that Momo was indeed very weak, as if he really didn't have the ability to fight anymore.
But the Yin-Yang Master was different. His magic power was still very strong … Five Divine Servants, three powerful items, and that peerless Devil's Snare Halo.
The young master of Dragon Tiger Mountain didn't have the power to fight anymore, but this Yin Yang Master could obviously last for a long time.
Most of the transcendents didn't want to attack this Yin Yang Master — especially those who had the [Tear of God].
Because they found that this Yin Yang Master didn't show any signs of using the [Tear of God]. Maybe this Yin Yang Master didn't meet the legendary witch, so he didn't have the [Tear of God].
But what if he had the [Tear of God] but didn't use it?
There were plenty of soft persimmons, why pick this hard bone?
…
The martial arts stage finally started to be repaired again … Under the eyes of Chellona Shinryū, a group of people from the Administration went up in fear.
This was actually Fire Cloud Evil God's intention.
After all, there wasn't even a single corner of the Martial Arts Stage. It was just a huge pit. Not only was it unsightly, it was also impractical.
Long Xiruo didn't say anything, but Fire Cloud Evil God left his seat at this time. Long Xiruo knew that this old man deliberately let people repair the martial arts stage in order to free up some time.
He went to find Momo … because Momo had Gongsun Shiyu's remnant soul.
…
Momo returned to his seat under the gazes of the Dao cultivators.
Some were shocked, some were scared, some were confused … and some were resentful — probably because Momo didn't take the Yin-Yang Master's bead.
"The human heart."
The Little Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu frowned and shook his head. Then, he turned around and walked toward another spectator stand. However, a man wearing a white training suit was standing at the entrance of the spectator stand.
He looked at Momo but didn't say anything. Momo understood his meaning and walked over.
The man in the white training garb was naturally the Fire Cloud Evil God … an old man who was also disliked by many of the Dao sects and demons of the Divine Prefecture.
"Don't mind their short-sighted eyes."
Fire Cloud Evil God said with a faint smile when Momo arrived, "When I was young, many of them looked at me like that but they only dared to do it behind my back."
Momo blinked, thinking for a while, "You mean they are afraid of you because you're good at fighting?"
Fire Cloud Evil God said indifferently, "It's not that I'm good at fighting, it's that I dare to fight."
Momo shook his head, saying casually, "I don't fight, I catch ghosts."
"That's why I came to you." Fire Cloud Evil God said directly, "I hope you can take out Gongsun Shiyu's remnant soul temporarily … and I hope you can help us with the investigation. It's about the plane crash that escorted Gongsun Shiyu. "
Momo said in surprise, "I told you, I only saw the wreckage when I got there. As for Gongsun Shiyu, you saw it too. He's in a daze and I couldn't get anything out of him … Besides, don't you know how to open the black box of the plane to check the data? You've used too much extraordinary power and forgot about the normal means. "
Fire Cloud Evil God shook his head. Of course it wasn't that simple … Didn't this little heaven master know that Gongsun Shiyu's remnant soul was a hot potato?
Xuanyuan Palace hadn't said anything yet but once it did, it would become a serious matter.
But at this moment, Momo took out a cloth bag and took out a blank paper talisman. Gongsun Shiyu's ghost flew out of the cloth bag and was caught by Momo, rubbing it together with the blank paper talisman.
Then, Momo threw a talisman ball at Fire Cloud Evil God, which was full of incantations.
"What are you doing?" Fire Cloud Evil God frowned subconsciously.
Momo shrugged, "This guy died a wrongful death and his resentment is very strong. If left alone, he'll become a deadly thing sooner or later. I was going to release his soul from purgatory and I happened to have a competition with someone, so I used it temporarily. If your Administration needs it, you can take it back. Anyway, you don't lack the means to release souls from purgatory. "
Fire Cloud Evil God held the talisman ball in his hand … Gongsun Shiyu's ghost was restless inside. The talisman ball kept shaking but couldn't leave Fire Cloud Evil God's palm.
He suddenly said, "Aren't you afraid that I have an ulterior motive for asking you to take away his remnant soul?"
Momo said casually, "You have such a golden signboard, I don't think you'll ruin your own signboard … Besides, Dragon Tiger Mountain is just a small sect. It doesn't have long arms and can't manage so many things. We can only manage what we can. After all, people have limited power and time, but trivial things are endless. "
"No wonder you could reach this step." Fire Cloud Evil God nodded slowly, "If I could meet you in the past, I would've come to challenge you directly."
The past that the Fire Cloud Evil God was talking about was naturally the time when he was in his prime, the time when he slashed all the way from the east of Changbai Mountain to the south of the South Sea, the time when he used the world's Daoist Demon Race as a stepping stone on his path to invincibility.
"So scary." Momo smiled, "Fortunately, I was born so many years later. I don't have to live in fear."
Fire Cloud Evil God shook his head and sighed, "My two disciples aren't as good as you."
"I'm different." Momo shook his head, "I just have more special experiences than others. I'm not as magical as you think."
"Opportunities are also part of the evolution of strength." Fire Cloud Evil God said indifferently, "Those who can stand here, who doesn't have unusual opportunities."
Momo didn't want to talk more about this topic. He thought for a bit and knocked out three gray figures from the bag, "Oh right, there are three more ghosts. I picked them up in the valley in the east a few days ago … They should be your people. Since I have the chance, I'll return them to you."
Fire Cloud Evil God looked at the three phantoms that had taken shape. When he saw what they looked like, he was stunned. "This is … Boss Fu?"
The three ghosts that Momo knocked out were none other than Boss Fu and the other two agents from the Shenzhou Administration who had gone to investigate and died tragically when Ferrell destroyed the drone that day.
Yan Xiaoxi wanted to summon their souls back, but it was to no avail.
"I didn't expect them to be in your hands …"
"I happened to pass by and saw them wandering in the valley. They were full of resentment." Momo said, "I've converted some of them these days. I'll leave the rest to you. If you have any questions, ask them now. I'll send them away as soon as possible. After all, we're separated by life and death."
"They're all good agents. They've done a lot for Chellona Authority." Fire Cloud Evil God heaved a sigh, saying seriously, "Momo, this old man owes you a favor."
Momo just smiled casually. He didn't say yes or no. He lazily stretched and walked past, "I'm sleepy. Let's find a place to sleep."
Just like that, he slowly walked into the depths of the passage.
…
After a while, Fire Cloud Evil God lowered his head to look at the talisman ball in his hand.
But at this moment, a voice came from behind Fire Cloud Evil God … It was Chiichi Kamiya's voice.
"Chellona is full of talents. But this guy is the best in the younger generation … Perhaps, only Lai Caisheng can be compared with him."
The reason for the old turtle's voice was that he was still holding a lunchbox and eating.
Fire Cloud Evil God rolled his eyes, saying grumpily, "Did you throw away Gongsun Shiyu from Xuanyuan Palace's Gongsun Family?"
The old turtle said, "How dare Gongsun Shiyu say he's from the younger generation? He's 800 or 900 years old. He's just a little old man, okay? "
Fire Cloud Evil God raised the talisman ball in his hand, "What are you going to do? Leave it with me for now? "
Actually, this talisman ball was quite cute. There was even a cute version of Gongsun Shiyu's head on it …
"The sun is too bright up there. I just came down to find a shady place to eat." Chiichi Kamiya chuckled, "I didn't see or hear anything, hehehe."
"Old turtle." Fire Cloud Evil God shook his head, "I'll take it for now. I'll return it to you when I'm done with it … Next time, I'll return it to you personally."
"This lunchbox tastes really good."
…
…
"Go, Lancelot! Challenge this Yin Yang Master! "
Yes, the moment the martial arts arena was repaired again, Mr. Gareth stood up and waved his hand while holding the hanger used for the intravenous drip.
— Yes, go, Beast Lancelot!
He actually thought so in his heart.
Lancelot said today that she would let Gareth arrange the following matters. Now that Gareth gave the order, she naturally didn't say anything. Carrying the box with the ritual sword in her hand, she jumped directly into the center of the new martial arts platform.
Regarding Mr. Gareth's actions, Farrell just looked on coldly. Anyway, Mr. Gareth acted as if he didn't see it.
Farrell said indifferently, "The ritual sword can only be used in the territory of Britain. You're expecting too much."
Mr. Gareth couldn't help but be stunned at this time, "The ritual sword can be used? Isn't this thing just an item with a greater symbolic meaning? "
Farrell glanced at him indifferently and didn't say anything.
Mr. Gareth couldn't help but frown. Although Farrell was crazy, there was some reason behind his madness. He wouldn't speak carelessly. So, the ritual sword really had some secrets that he didn't know?
But no matter what, Lancelot still went up, representing the [Knight Mechanism]. She directly pointed the spearhead at the Japanese Yin Yang Master who had just fought a big battle.
This female knight from the [Knight Mechanism], although wearing a solemn and ancient deacon's equipment, was still very eye-catching … But now, she wanted to challenge the Yin Yang Master. She wanted to take advantage of the situation. She thought that the Yin Yang Master was actually weak after the big battle. She wanted to take advantage of the situation?
But the challenge rule was that as long as one was challenged, one couldn't refuse. Under such rules, even if one was challenged dozens of times, as long as one still had the bead in one's hand, one could only brace himself and face the challenge.
The Japanese Transcendents criticized the [Knight Mechanism] for being shameless. It was no wonder that the Transcendents in Europe didn't play around and so on.
"This guy … doesn't he know that Seimei just fought a big battle? He doesn't even have the spirit of a warrior! "
"He is a knight." The handsome Yin Yang Master shook his head.
"Then he doesn't have the spirit of a knight at all!"
The Yin Yang Master shook his head and didn't say anything. At this moment, he slowly stood up. It was obvious that he didn't mind fighting again. But at this moment, a barefoot samurai suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed on the Yin Yang Master's shoulder.
The barefoot samurai calmly said, "Let me fight this battle. You can rest."
"Kyojuro?"
The Yin Yang Master Seimei was startled. After pondering for a moment, he finally nodded his head.
The samurai's name was Kyojuro. His full name was Rensheng Kyojuro. He was one of the members of the Japanese Transcendents' representative team. He was the current generation member of the ancient Japanese Swordsmanship Sect, [Wuming Kamikaze Sect]. He was a swordsman with a mutated red ghost eye. When the ghost eye shined, he would transform into the most terrifying sword demon.
Japan also had Daoist techniques, but they had evolved into Yin Yang techniques. At the same time, there were also many monsters and legends. There were also martial artists … but most of the martial artists were samurai and swordsmen. They were simpler and more focused.
"Since Master Rensheng wants to fight, please bring him along." At this time, a masked man in black handed a long box to Kyojuro. Inside the box was an ancient sword.
The ancient sword, the round mirror, and the magatama were specially sent by the Japanese Royal Family to prepare for the conference. They were for the use of the entire team.
But at this time, Kyojuro directly pushed the brocade box away and said calmly, "This [Celestial Wolf] is enough for me. I am not used to using other weapons."
With that, Kyojuro Ninsheng jumped directly into the Martial Arts Practice Stage.
He looked at Lancelot and said calmly, "If you want to challenge him, you can. But you have to defeat me first."
"Please."
Lancelot directly put the box on the ground. But she didn't open it. She just chanted the Elf's Wrinkle and put on the Knight's Armor of Inheritance.
With a wave of her hand, a black knight's sword fell into her hand.
"This is a good sword." At this time, Kyojuro's eyes focused, and then he said in a low voice, "A demon sword!"
After saying that, he slowly pulled out a katana from his waist … This katana was like a piece of broken iron. It didn't even have a hilt. It was just wrapped with a worn yellow white cloth.
This should be a duel of martial arts. There shouldn't be as many special effects as Daoist techniques … but when the two of them looked at each other, it made people unconsciously nervous.
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"Can I sit here? The place where I came from doesn't seem to welcome me very much. "
"Of course, there are many seats here."
"Then I won't stand on ceremony … Senior."
After saying that, the young Taoist master of Dragon Tiger Mountain slowly sat down — next to Boss Luo and Miss Maid.
It wasn't Boss Luo who asked him to find this place.
Instead, it was this little celestial master from Dragon Tiger Mountain who came looking for him because he 'saw' it.
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