Soul Emperor Martial God

"This…"

In the wine shop, all the warriors suddenly fell into silence.

In the corner, Xiao Yi was relieved slightly when he saw the warriors all dissipating in his heart.

Now, frowned again.

The old man shook his head and sighed, "Xiao Xun from the past few days is indeed in the limelight. Even the strongest of the Evil Monarch Mansion can't help him."

"But now?"

"I heard that even a generation of evil princes took the shot himself."

"So he had to hide, not dare to appear again."

At the beginning, the old man said solemnly, "No matter how good the black robe Xiao Xun is, he is only a young man after all."

"It is normal to lose to a generation of evil monarchs."

The old man said coldly, "I didn't mean that, I was talking about Eight Temples."

"If the Eight Halls are useful, why would he hide and hide?"

"He is the successor to the Three Halls of the Black Demon. If the Three Halls can protect him, why would he hide in Tibet? Evil Monarch Mansion, how dare he move him?"

The old man shook his head heavily, "The eight halls of today are no longer the eight halls of ancient times."

"The eight halls of today have fallen apart."

When the voice fell, there was another depressive atmosphere in the wine shop.

I am afraid that everyone is thinking about the same problem.

The Eight Palaces was their belief.

It used to be the existence respected by all warriors in the mainland.

However, the evil repair disaster broke out in a large area this time, affecting at least hundreds of areas.

But the Eight Palaces did not have any limited containment.

In this area, every day, there are still warriors dying miserably.

Every day, evil cultivation continues to raging.

The Eight Palaces today are really as unstoppable as they were in the ancient times, defending human beings and swearing to the death against the evils of monsters and beasts?

Corner.

Kaka...

The glass that Xiao Yi had originally raised and sipped suddenly freezes.

Inside the glass, that sip of sake was originally calm as a mirror, but now it is full of waves.

His hand, holding the wine glass, was a little tight.

He walked all the way, all these days wailing constantly.

Hundreds of geographical areas are full of rumors and panic.

He had said long ago that the most terrifying thing in this world is not something else, but the human heart.

The Eight Halls, passed down for countless years, still stand tall.

What would happen to the Eight Palaces, Xiao Yi was not worried.

What he is worried about is the human heart, the heart that was originally hot in the hearts of the human warriors in this area of ​​hundreds of regions.

People, the last hope, the last hope, and the last faith are all gone.

That would be a terrible thing.

Once, the Demon Hunting Palace was Xiao Yi's belief.

After arriving in the Central Region, the Eight Palaces also became a respectful existence in Xiao Yi's heart.

In fact, he didn't want to see the desperate gaze of a human martial artist here at Badian.

If even the last line of defense to protect the soul collapses, the warrior here will also collapse.

"Huh." Xiao Yi took a deep breath, he didn't drink the wine again.

He took out a bank note, pressed it to the bottom of the cup, and got up and left.

Under the black robe, those fists were clenched tighter.

He is powerless to fix the evil here.

Even if he is willing to burst out of the strongest strength, he can't help much.

Disasters and killings erupted in hundreds of regions. It was not something he could stop.

The only thing he can do now is to speed up.

As long as he leaves this blockade, as long as his figure appears in the main hall of the Heavenly Mystery, then everything Xie Xiu has in this blockade will be meaningless.

At that time, evil repairs and disasters disappeared instantly.

Of course, if he speeds up his sneaking speed, the probability of him being discovered will be greater.

His situation will also be even more dangerous.

It’s just that, compared with the areas that I traveled every day, the achievements I’ve traveled every time, the wailing places I saw every moment, the terrible places everywhere, a pair of desperate eyes...

He would rather take a gamble.

He can indeed be indifferent, can indeed kill and decisively, and can indeed regard human life as a must.

But he is not the last thing in his heart that belongs to human nature.

Whoosh...

Xiao Yi's figure turned into a black phantom, shuttled forward silently.

...

A few days later.

Xiao Yi stepped across dozens of regions.

At this time, high in the sky, one after another silhouette passed by.

Looking at his costumes, it was a group of law enforcement teams in the Black Demon Temple and the law enforcement team in the Temple of Heaven.

"Damn it, escaped by those evil repairs." The leader of the law enforcement captain gritted his teeth.

"The information is clear, but it's still a bit slow."

At the same time, another figure came from the sky.

Watching his costume, it is a law enforcement team of Shura Temple.

"Huh? The evil cultivators ran away?"

"Damn, the wind envoy's intelligence can't be wrong..."

In the distance, another law enforcement team came quickly from the sky.

Watching his costume, it is a law enforcement team of the Demon Hunting Palace and the Yandian Palace.

"The group of evil repairers ran away?" The leader of the Demon Hunting Hall's law enforcement team frowned.

"No, I've been tricked, **** it, **** it, what a cunning evil repair."

...

Below, Xiao Yi's figure flashed by.

Starting from a few hours, he gradually saw more law enforcement teams from various temples.

Obviously, the evil repair scourge within this blockade has completely attracted the attention of Badian.

The law enforcement teams from all regions of Badian are increasingly rushing to this area.

It's just that, to a certain extent, this suppressed the ravages of evil cultivation, but the effect was not as great as imagined.

In many cases, one piece of information overlaps several pieces of tracking.

In other words, it is very likely that the law enforcement teams in each temple are pursuing the same target, wasting a lot of military power.

It is also very possible that this is just the sound of evil repairs, which has led to most of the law enforcement team's strength, and more serious battles have broken out in the place where they were caught.

This surplus of martial arts power comes from the fact that there is no unified deployment of law enforcement teams in each temple.

It's too inefficient to fight separately in this way.

There is no unified command for each other, and it seems that the law enforcement teams between the various alliances cooperate tacitly, but in fact, they often fall into the calculation.

If you want to truly counter the evil cultivation that surrounds this area, you can't do it without a warrior power more than ten times.

Xiao Yi's judgment at this moment is exactly the same as that of the head of the Soul Palace.

However, this is clearly impossible.

Unless other regions are left alone, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to come up with such a huge warrior power.

The Evil Monarch Mansion was originally an ancient and huge number of powerful forces.

The collision between the two ancient forces is now obviously the Evil Monarch Mansion having the absolute upper hand.

...

It was a few days later.

"It's almost there." Xiao Yi squinted and stared ahead.

Seven days have passed since he sneaked all the way.

Originally, he thought he could sneak out of this blockade in four or five days.

But the changes in these few days far exceeded his expectations.

The Evil Monarch Mansion was not as unbearable as he thought.

The evil cultivation of 13,000 regions, all gathered in this blockade, it is a very dense and terrifying number.

In addition, this is under the unified deployment of the Evil Monarch Mansion itself, and the efficiency of evil cultivation is extremely high.

With such overwhelming killings and searches, this blockade has become smaller and smaller.

In other words, evil cultivation has become more intensive.

His forward position has also become more difficult.

...

Fifth more. (burst)