Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right? Chapter 811: The saint blew himself up

North Xianzhou, in a certain area.

Xu Yu looked at the bone in his hand and was in a daze.

Should not...

Isn't the owner of this bone, really the son of the demon king?

It is said that this chaos in Beixianzhou was caused by someone killing the son of the demon emperor.

Is it possible that this turmoil was caused by him?

This idea emerged in Xu Yu's heart.

He was scared just as he thought about it.

Not really.

Is it really because of him that Beixianzhou has become so chaotic?

Could it be that there is really bad luck in him.

How do you feel that wherever you go, where will something go wrong?

Before in the Westbound State, the Westbound State was in chaos, and he killed three saints in disguise.

Now when I come to Beixianzhou, Beixianzhou is also in chaos.

The two races of shemales and demons go into full-scale war.

Countless casualties.

These are all because of him...

Xu Yu himself was in a daze.

How do you feel that all of this is such a coincidence?

If there is any bad luck in him, it is unrealistic.

"It's okay, it must be just a coincidence."

"There is no saint who has fallen in Beixianzhou. I can't count on my head. If there is any bad luck in me, looking at the three saints who died in Xixingzhou, there will be saints in Beixianzhou. Fallen."

"Look now, there is no saint who has fallen, it's nothing."

Xu Yu patted his chest lightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

He is comforting himself.

His voice just fell off.

The next moment, an angry shout came from above the sky.

"Golden Crow Heavenly Sage, if you want me to die, I will never make you feel better! Come and fall with me!!"

This is the voice of the gods of ten thousand dharma.

Thousands of law gods seem to be driven to the end, and awe-inspiring despair and killing intent are rising in his voice.

"The God of Ten Thousand Dharma! You are crazy! You blew yourself up! Don't be afraid to ruin the entire Beixianzhou!!"

The frightened voice of Golden Crow Heavenly Sage also came over.

The conversation between the two saints spread throughout most of Beixianzhou.

Xu Yu naturally heard it too.

He is in a daze right now.

This...

What does this mean?

The saint is going to blew himself up?

The saint blew himself up. Isn't that powerful?

It’s big, isn’t it? Bar!

Xu Yu's eyes widened in an instant, he felt an extreme crisis, turned around and flew away quickly, trying to escape Beixianzhou.

But it hasn't waited for him to run two steps.

A white light suddenly appeared above the sky.

The next second the white light appeared, it expanded crazily, and the shining light continued to spread out, trying to cover the entire North Xianzhou.

Anything shrouded in white light is turned into nothingness, turned into powder.

The blew of a saint.

It destroys not only the creatures, but also the aura in Beixianzhou, and all the vitality in Beixianzhou.

Xu Yu's speed is nothing compared to the speed of white light spreading.

In the blink of an eye, I was caught up by the white light.

Xu Yu's eyes widened, watching the white light enveloped him, trying to do something, but it was too late.

I can only watch the white light envelop him.

It's over, it's over.

This is a big game.

This is the only thought in Xu Yu's heart.

He can only do his best to release mana, trying to resist the white light.

When the white light enveloped him.

Xu Yu only felt his consciousness dizzy and his reaction became extremely slow. Before he completely lost his consciousness, he vaguely saw a figure descending in front of him, as if blocking the white light for him.

Between Xu Yu and ambiguity, he vaguely seemed to see himself transformed into another person, invincible in the world, standing at the end of the long river of time, facing everything with his back, alone in front of the mystery...

……

I don't know how long it has been.

It seems that a second has passed, and it seems that a year, a hundred years, a thousand years, and thousands of years have passed...

When Xu Yu woke up again, his eyes widened.

I saw him in all directions, all in ruins, the ground became a piece of coke, there was no grass growing, and the mountains in all directions had disappeared.

The sky is covered with dark clouds, accompanied by showers of blood.

This is...

"Are you okay?"

A gentle voice sounded.

When Xu Yu heard this, he quickly turned his head to look.

Beside him, a middle-aged man is standing there.

This middle-aged man has a majestic face and is wearing an ancient robe, which looks like a Taoist robe, but it is not. It is very peculiar, surrounded by a powerful Taoist rhyme.

"This is?"

Xu Yu looked around in confusion and asked.

"The saint, the **** of all laws, blew himself up, and died together with the saint Golden Crow Heavenly Sage. The entire Beixianzhou was destroyed by the saint's blew, no living beings, no luck, no aura..."

The middle-aged man sighed faintly, seemingly sorry.

After he said this, he looked at Xu Yu in surprise.

He saw with his own eyes that Xu Yu was shocked by the power of the saint, shocking the soul, but he didn't expect Xu Yu to recover quickly after only a few minutes.

As soon as this is said.

Xu Yu standing next to him was stupid.

Two saints have fallen.

Northern Xianzhou is gone?

There are only four major states in the fairy world, so there is no one?

Moreover, two saints have fallen.

This thing seems to be caused by him...

Kill five saints in disguise.

North Xianzhou is gone...

Xu Yu's body is shaking~IndoMTL.com~This is getting more and more exaggerated.

He really didn't mean it.

He wanted to say something, but the middle-aged man was standing next to him, and he couldn't say anything.

And this middle-aged man.

It seems very difficult.

The saint blew himself up, and this middle-aged man could actually protect him.

"Beixianzhou has always been fighting between the two races of humans and monsters. It is not a matter of a day or two for life to become charcoal. There is a saint who blew himself up today, I am afraid that it is also the fate of the life of North Xianzhou."

The middle-aged man didn't pay attention to what Xu Yu was thinking. He took two steps forward and sighed.

"Dare to ask seniors, are you?"

Xu Yu asked cautiously.

"Sage, ancient god."

The middle-aged man spoke.

This person is an ancient **** from Eastern China.

The ancient **** went all the way north and came to Beixianzhou. Of course, he also knew about the battle between the two saints, but he didn't want to intervene, so he kept going north.

As I walked, I bumped into the gods and gods blew themselves up.

Originally, the ancient gods planned to evacuate directly, so as not to be affected. A saint blew himself up, which was very scary.

During the evacuation process, he met Xu Yu, and he felt it when he first saw Xu Yu.

Xu Yu was the one who called him ‘vitality’, so he tried his best to protect Xu Yu.

"Sage!"

Xu Yu's eyes widened, at a loss.

"Dare to ask, is your name Xu Yu, little friend?"

The ancient **** stared at Xu Yu and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes."

Xu Yu nodded blankly.

The next moment, something that made Xu Yu even more sluggish happened.

"Xu Xiaoyou, from today onwards, my ancient gods will be your protector. With me, your path of practice will be guaranteed!"

The ancient **** said decisively...