Without saying a word, He Xiaotian raised his right foot and transformed into a phantom. He stepped into the space passage with a bang and stood opposite them.

what?!

How dare you come in.

A group of false saints looked at He Xiaotian who walked in with blank faces, their heads suddenly shut down, and they collectively fell into a state of confusion.

No, no, no...it shouldn't be!!

If they go out, they will be strangled. Everyone with a little knowledge knows this. This is because they have been in the passage for a long time and their bodies are contaminated with part of the aura.

After walking out, it will lead to the turbulence of space and kill you.

And He Xiaotian, who has been in this world all year round, has not been contaminated by the aura of space in his body, so he can naturally come in unscathed.

There's just one thing. Once you enter and want to go out, you will definitely be treated like the fake saint just now. You will be brutally cut into pieces and you will not know where to go with the turbulence of the space.

Even if you want to find a whole body, bury it and set up a grave, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"Call daddy!!"

He Xiaotian pointed at the false saints who were looking at each other and spoke righteously.

"..."

The eyelids of many fake saints twitched. Who would have thought that you, a bastard, would dare to come in and seek death?

But most of them are complaining about the false saint who just made such eloquent words and oaths. Why are you talking about nonsense? You don't have a good mouth, and you deserve to be taken advantage of.

They can't control this, so whoever swears will be called upon. Anyway, they didn't swear a poisonous oath to God.

"I...you..."

Ordinary people swear an oath and see a joke. If you believe it, you are innocent.

In other words - stupid.

Practitioner?

You go back on your word and give it a try. You have lived for countless years and have witnessed the glory and prosperity of the Court of Ten Thousand Ancestors. Even the nine-headed bird that bleeds with the Lords of the Stars and the Star Sea would not dare to play like this.

It can be seen that there is a god in the three feet of the head, it is not a joke, nor is it a casual smacking of the upper and lower lips.

"This... this... dad..."

After constant inner struggle, he humiliatingly chose to accept the "thief" as his father.

I had no choice but to swear poisonous oaths.

Although it doesn't say what to do if you don't scream, God will choose a random punishment for you.

It's okay if you get lucky, but at best you're a little unlucky. It doesn't hurt to drink cold water and stuff it between your teeth.

But if you are unlucky, you may die suddenly, or a divine thunder may rain down on you and chop you to pieces. And once the lightning pours into the space channel, everyone will probably have to finish the game together.

So it is impossible for him not to scream. The thirty-four companions behind him will force you to scream. No one wants to die with you, pay for your mouth, and suffer unreasonable disasters.

After thinking about it, it is more cost-effective to call daddy from the bottom of my heart.

And the moment he finished speaking, the fake saint named Gao Chunpeng rushed toward He Xiaotian with blood-red eyes.

I'm going to kill you, you little turtle grandson~~~

Unfortunately, the moment he burst out, thirty-four false saints rushed up with a roar. They immediately hugged his body, some even grabbed his thighs, two arms, and more

The person pulled his head tightly.

"Lao Gao, don't be impulsive! Impulsiveness is the devil. Think about where we are at this moment? If you leak a little bit of breath in the space channel, we will follow you to heaven."

Everyone tried to comfort him with sincere words, fearing that this guy would take revenge on He Xiaotian without hesitation, causing everyone to suffer.

"Let me go, I'm going to kill him!!"

The fake saint named Gao Chunpeng completely fell into madness.

With the strength of more than thirty people, it was obvious that he alone could not break free.

Actually, if no one stopped him and he simply repeated the above words, he would have figured it out and would have stayed with his companions honestly.

But human beings are relatively cheap creatures, and they know clearly in their hearts what is best for them. But just because someone is blocking you, you still have to act like you are fighting to the death, in order to show yourself and show your attitude.

How could the false saints who blocked him not see his little thoughts?

If he was really crazy, he would have gone berserk with the aura of a saint, so why do they need to stop him?

So everyone followed his true thoughts, tried their best to stop him, and tried to comfort him.

For the sake of face, selling one is no big deal.

"Ouch! I'm so scared. Come on, come on, let him go. If he doesn't die with me, he is my son. Wait, no, I am already his father.

In this way, if he doesn't come to retaliate against me and fight with me, he is my grandson. From now on, he calls me grandpa. How about that?"

After the words fell, the thirty-four false saints collectively vomited blood.

Why don't you just stop causing trouble?

Gao Chunpeng?

He screamed angrily and his eyes became even redder.

"Let me go, let me go. I want to kill this native. I want revenge."

Seeing his strength gradually increasing, everyone could only continue to comfort him.

"Think about your ruined wife, your son who has no butthole, and your ugly daughter who has not been married for hundreds of years."

Gao Chunpeng: "..."

Are you trying to comfort me, or are you trying to get angry and make me die with the natives opposite?

For a moment, Lao Gao shut himself up.

Thinking about it carefully, I would rather die if I step on the horse.

In the past few years since I married my wife, nothing has gone well for me.

Either my father died suddenly, or my mother ascended to heaven immediately.

During the funeral, the ashes were accidentally scattered.

Needless to say, father-in-law and mother-in-law, the centenary anniversary is coming soon.

After failing in everything he did, the fake saint was about to hang himself, and everything was over.

Now, it's hard to see the light of day, but in the end, he's still being manipulated by a native of the central region.

Can you believe that there is an extra father for no reason?

For a fake saint to reach this point cannot be described as failure.

"Are you done? Have you calmed down? It's my turn!" He Xiaotian said, squinting his eyes and looking at the false saints.

"Huh! Although the space channel cannot use all the strength, it is still easy to kill you with our physical strength." The man named Gao regained his composure and said with a gloomy face that was about to drip.

"Hey, it's robbery time. You all kneel down, contribute all your belongings, and then put your hands on your head." He Xiaotian ignored Gao Chunpeng's words and pointed at the thirty-five people and threatened.

"???"

"!!!"

Everyone was confused. Could it be that we are not fake saints, but cannon fodder for the Three Flowers Realm and Guiyi Realm? On the contrary, the natives opposite are the real fake saints?

Otherwise, why would the other party be so loud!!

"You are not ashamed of your words. Let's go together and tear this little one alive... Hey, hey, hey... Young man, don't be impulsive. Impulsiveness is the devil. People who only want to be happy for a while have no future."

The fake sage surnamed Gao was halfway through his words when his expression suddenly changed and he directly used what his companions had just said to comfort him.

And what about He Xiaotian?

The fist was surrounded by black flames, not just a spark. It was this spark that caused the space passage to sway a bit.

It seems like it will collapse in the next second, taking everyone with it to heaven to finish the game.

As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Mr. He Damang is now a barefoot person, while the false saints are people who wear gorgeous and valuable shoes.

To be more precise, He Xiaotian was worthless porcelain in the eyes of them and others. They were priceless jade. If both parties perished together, the porcelain would undoubtedly take advantage.

"Impulse? Let me say it again, it's robbery time. Hand over all the treasures you have on you, take off your clothes, and put your hands on your head."

"No, you've gone too far." When have the false saints been so threatened and humiliated? The next second, looking at He Xiaotian's waving fist, their expressions changed and they said hurriedly. "Okay, okay, give it, give it, isn't it enough?"

?You should take it easy, or you might get ruined."

Feeling the passage shaking more violently, the false saints compromised.

Depressedly, they took out their respective storage accessories and threw them at He Xiaotian's feet.

"That's all? Bah! A bunch of poor people."

He Xiaotian checked it and found that it was just some spiritual energy crystals.

"Some things cannot be brought here, and strong energy fluctuations may cause the space channel to collapse. We don't want to bring nothing with us."
To be continued...