Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

When the smoke and dust were swept away by the violent wind pressure, the land under Xu Yuan's feet had turned into a huge pit, with wood chips and gravel rolling everywhere, and there was no trace of the market.

This attack should be considered a success.

The gap between the mortals and the saints is huge, the gap in source qi, the gap in physical fitness, and the gap in holy source, but these gaps are not so big that they cannot be made up.

In the recorded history, there have been more than one example of mortals besieging and killing saints. Careful preparation, mutual cooperation, and mutual restraint can all become the bargaining chips for mortals to fight against saints.

Looking down at Mu Xingyi who was struggling to get up in the pit, Xu Yuan, who was suspended in the air, thought so, and his voice echoed in the darkness around him:

"If you don't let Madam Wan and your son show up, you may really die here."

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There was no answer in the pit, only the rustling sound that made people feel aching.

The way Mu Xingyi maintained his human form was not by transforming like the demons, but by forcibly inserting the torso of the insect man into the human skin.

After the attack, it could no longer maintain its human form. Its body split along the cracks on the surface, and countless slender foot blades protruded from it. A pair of insect compound eyes grew spirally from the skin.

Seeing the ugly body of the other party, Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

It seems that Mu Xingchen did not lie. The insect saint is a creature without a soul. The way he observes the surroundings is only through his eyes, hearing, and the synaesthesia of the thousands of insect tides.

And looking at the situation in front of him, Mu Xingyi, who devoured the insect saint, looks the same.

The expectation was verified, and Xu Yuan's lips curled up with a smile.

Not everyone in this world has the experience of the charm god illusion like Xu Yuan, and it takes time to make the sudden power become as easy as an arm.

As a former cultivator, Mu Xingyi is even more impossible to adapt to this power belonging to the ancient beast in a short time.

After completely transforming into a bug-man, Mu Xingyi used the vast holy source in his body to repair his injuries while locking one of his eyes on Xu Yuan. His originally gentle and quiet voice became hoarse and sharp:

"Don't worry about my life, Brother Xu."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xingyi saw the corners of the man's lips in the air slightly raised.

The next moment,

a dazzling white light suddenly burst out from under Mu Xingyi's feet!

Through the sky curtain that was torn apart by the foot blade, the three Baidi looked down at everything in the city.

They watched Mu Xingyi descend into the city, watched Mu Xingyi slash at Xu Changtian, and watched Mu Xingyi put himself in prison.

In the silence above the sky, Bai Di suddenly looked at the hunchbacked old man beside him:

"Qin Ke, is this insect saint kidding us?"

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The hunchbacked old man was also watching everything in the city. When he heard this question, his mouth twitched. He was silent for a long time before he uttered a sentence:

"Well, maybe it did it on purpose?"

After saying this, the hunchbacked old man found that he didn't even believe it, so he said:

"That Xu Changtian is indeed a bit weird. He can avoid the attack of the saint with the state of fusion, and I can't see what means he used."

Bai Di looked a little disdainful and exhaled :

"Isn't it because the insect saint is too weak? He has a lot of cultivation but nowhere to exert it. It seems that there are really such fancy saints in this mortal world."

The hunchbacked old man frowned for a moment, and suddenly smiled:

"A fancy saint is also a saint. If the other saint doesn't come out, it should be impossible to kill it. Mu Xingyi should have inherited the holy source of the previous generation of insect saints, and you should also know how huge the holy source in the ancient beast is."

The White Emperor's voice was low and calm:

"Do you think Xu Yinhe's descendants would not know this? He dared to use that level of source crystal as a weapon instead of consolidating the city defense formation, which already shows that he is The judgment of the overall situation is extremely accurate. "

The hunchbacked old man pondered for a moment, and then smiled grimly:

"After all, Xu Changtian is the heir appointed by Xu Yinhe, so he naturally has some ability. But you don't have to worry, Baidi. The three saints below are the bargaining chips we use to force out the saints of the Xiangfu. You don't want to be caught off guard by Feng Jiuxuan's sword, right?"

Hearing this, Baidi's indifferent eyes were thoughtful:

"It seems that you didn't tell them the information about the hanging ring."

"At least Qin told you, so I hope you, Lord Baidi, don't have any gaps in your heart."

"I I am used to your cunning. Aren't you afraid that the three saints below will feel resentful? "

"On this point, I think you and I are on the same side."

The hunchbacked old man did not deny it. He stared at the three saints below and said with a fake smile: "It would be better if there were fewer saints who are carefree in this world, isn't it?"

The White Emperor did not dwell on this topic too much. Instead, he said in a calm voice:

"Not knowing how to fight does not mean that they do not understand the interests. If you don't take action, you will break your promise to the three people. By then, there will be another unexpected change in your life."

The hunchbacked old man heard the hidden meaning in the other party's words.

The White Emperor would not worry about the safety of the three saints below.

He said this just to force them, the Great Yan saints, to appear on the stage from behind the scenes.

But they would not leave unless they had no choice.

The hunchbacked old man shook his head and said with a slow laugh:

"That's wrong. Now only the Insect Saint is in danger, and the other two saints have not taken action yet. How can there be a promise broken?"

Hearing this evasive words, Baidi's eyes took on a dangerous look:

"It seems that Qin Ke, you really trust the strength of these three people, so much so that you think they can capture the Zhenxi City alone."

After saying this, Baidi closed his eyes directly and stopped watching the battle below.

Seeing this attitude, the hunchbacked old man glanced at Tianyuan helplessly, asking for his opinion with his eyes.

Baidi is not a chess piece that can be slaughtered at will. If their Great Yan Saint does not show up, the other party will not make a move again, even if it eventually leads to the failure of the action, they will never make a move.

After Tianyuan felt the gaze on his side for a breath, there was no emotion on his indifferent face, and he said in a clear voice:

"Baidi, when those three people force the Xiangfu Saint out, I will go down and take the lead."

"Are you sure?" Baidi's eyes were half open.

"The Pavilion Master is different from me, and he never jokes." The hunchbacked old man laughed in a strange voice.

Bai Di glanced at him:

"I mean, are you sure those three people can force the Prime Minister's Saint out?"

"Uh"

The hunchbacked old man hesitated, but after glancing at the ghostly young man hidden in the shadows below, he still smiled and said:

"It should be possible,

"Bai Di, you should not be able to see through the aura of that young man, right?"