Mo Taisui's eyes flashed, looking a little uneasy.

Dujiu was much calmer than him. He thought for a moment and replied: "Reporting to the city lord, Fu Chen had the 'Thousand Planes' as his trump card, which was much more than I expected. It wasted too much time, so I didn't catch up with the escapee."

The Four Saints. However, we did not get nothing, at least we caught Liang Yan, who Linghu Bai had high hopes for."

"snort!"

The man on the throne sneered and said leisurely: "Dujiu, you are good at avoiding the important and taking the easy. My mission is to capture the Four Saints. You only captured one Liang Yan, how dare you say that you have completed the mission?"

"Fu Chen was one of the Nine Saints back then, and his strength is unfathomable. We have tried our best." Du Jiu whispered.

"It's a joke. You and Fu Chen are monks of the same generation. They have been practicing for more than 200,000 years. In the battle of 'Nine Saints Slaying Immortals', Fu Chen was seriously injured. After that, he was trapped in a corner. You

How can I not compare with him?"

After Dujiu heard this, his old face turned red, he lowered his head and remained silent.

This was actually the thing he was most taboo about, because among the group of saints back then, he was indeed mediocre in qualifications. His only advantage was that he knew how to advance and retreat, and was good at forbearance, so he lived the longest.

Living a long time is his greatest advantage. Although he is not as good as those magnificent saints of the past, his magic power is not weaker than those of the later saints.

Except for the Buried Emperor, no one dared to say such words in front of him, otherwise he would be impatient with life.

Only when facing the Burial Emperor, he could only swallow his anger.

However, although Du Jiu didn't say a word, the moment he lowered his head, there was a hint of doubt in the depths of his eyes.

The current Burial Emperor seems to be different from before.

In the past, he was both kind and powerful, and could express his emotions and anger. He would never say such words in front of himself. At that time, the Burial Emperor always gave people a feeling of being unfathomable, and even saints like them did not dare to do so.

Figure out what he's thinking.

But since the battle in Daluo Cave, Emperor Buried Heaven often showed a irritable and irritable side, and no longer gave them the feeling of being a celestial being.

Just like this time, Du Jiu had even guessed the reaction of Emperor Burial of Heaven before he came back to resume his life.

The so-called heavenly beings should not be speculated by others.

At this moment, although Du Jiu remained calm on the surface, he was silently making his own plans in his heart.

On the throne, the Burial Emperor was silent for a moment, and seemed to have lost his temper. He slowly said: "Well, the matter has come to an end, and there is no point in talking more. Among the four saints who escaped, the one I fear most is the Angry Monk, but his

With the 'Vajra Buddha Bones' here, even if he escapes, there will be no trouble. As for Ying Ronger, Lu Wuhuan and Zhongli Canye, they are not worth mentioning!"

"The city lord's divine power is overwhelming from all sides!" Poisonous Jiu echoed in time.

The Burial Emperor ignored him and looked at the man floating behind the two of them.

"Huh, Liang Yan? You finally fell into my hands."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Emperor Burial's mouth, and with a move of his hand, Liang Yan couldn't help but fly into the air, and finally stopped in front of his throne.

"Linghu Bai has put a lot of effort into you, but so what? Back then, in front of Queen Mother Xi's tomb, if it weren't for Dog Ancestor's intervention, you would have been dead! But it doesn't matter, after all the detours, you still can't escape death in the end!"

Having said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed in a low voice: "Let me see what secrets you have, let Linghu Bai choose to bet on you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple glow emerged from his body and soon enveloped Liang Yan.

Liang Yan felt like he was being held tightly by someone, almost unable to move! At the same time, a mysterious force spread from the opposite side, easily tearing apart his defense and trying to enter his body.

At this critical moment, a green light suddenly appeared on Liang Yan's body, blocking him like a wall.

boom!

With a crisp sound, the purple light fired by the Buried Emperor was actually bounced off by the green light, soared upward into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Qingmingxin!"

The Burial Emperor roared angrily and stood up from the throne.

He gathered the magic power in his hand, pointed forward again, and another beam of purple light burst out, this time it shot straight towards Liang Yan's Niwan Palace.

However, as expected, Liang Yan's brows glowed with green light again, deflecting his spells and preventing them from penetrating into his body.

"Yeah!"

The Buried Emperor laughed angrily and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Linghu Bai, Linghu Bai, you are already dead and you still want to fight against me! After giving Qingming Heart to him, I can no longer explore the situation inside his body, right?

Bar?"

Having said this, a terrifying murderous intent suddenly emitted from his body. This murderous intent condensed into substance, forming a monstrous black hole behind him.
Chapter completed!