At that time, not only 'Mengcheng', but also the 'Thirteen Cities of Youdu' will be flattened by the human race!
Thinking about this, Zhong Kui lied and said in a calm tone: "Retreat the troops!"
The subordinate immediately bowed: "Yes!"
The light of red gold blooms in this vast desert.
The huge sand dune stretched slowly in his field of vision.
The golden crow sets in the west, and the sun sets.
Zhan Wuji's clone remained standing in the air, with dull eyes and no movement at all.
"Fu Qiong" sits cross-legged, closes his eyes and regulates his breathing, obviously practicing Qigong.
Suddenly, an extremely terrifying momentum approached at an extremely fast speed!
As if sensing some danger, "Fu Qiong" immediately widened his eyes and watched intently.
A small mountain-like insect was crawling rapidly in the desert. Its body was rotten, dripping with blood, and its eyes were flickering.
"Fuqiong" felt his head buzzing and blood flowing out of his eyes. He immediately covered his eyes, not daring to look.
This is an alien god!
"Fuqiong" suddenly turned pale.
Zhan Wuji's situation is not good. He can't fight against this god on his own!
But now, he can't run away!
Ten days have not passed yet, and the fire of the sun has filled the entire space. Once he goes within ten meters of Zhan Wuji, he will be burned to ashes by the power of the sun!
No, it should be completely destroyed.
At this point, the only option is to fight desperately, delay for a while, and wait for Zhan Wuji to wake up, and maybe there is a chance of survival.
Just as he was thinking, he saw countless vertical eyes in the body of the remnant immortal turning for a moment, focusing on a cloud-like brocade handkerchief in Zhan Wuji's hand.
The next second, Canxian seemed to sense the extreme crisis and subconsciously wanted to escape.
Seeing this foreign immortal walking away like this, "Fu Qiong" was also stunned.
During this day, many alien cultivators were attracted by the vitality of Lu Yun and others.
But for some reason, those foreign immortals suddenly disappeared not long after they appeared...
It seemed that there was something in Zhan Wuji's body that these foreign gods were extremely afraid of.
Thinking of this, Fu Qiong's eyes immediately fell on Zhan Wuji's hand, and he saw that he was holding a handkerchief as white as jade.
It doesn't look like a treasure, but Zhan Wuji's thing doesn't match his temperament.
Regardless of whether it's because of the brocade cloth, one thing is for sure, that is, Zhan Wuji is safe!
"Fuqiong" looked at Canxian who had disappeared from sight, and then looked at the sky.
It's getting dark!
When night falls, he will search everywhere in this primitive land.
If he encounters any trouble, he will return to Zhan Wuji immediately.
"Fuqiong" made up his mind, sat cross-legged again, and continued practicing.
As time passed, the ten suns gradually sank into the sky, and all their light was swallowed up.
Between heaven and earth, there was a darkness, and the scorching heat quickly dissipated.
At the same time, a bloody crescent moon rose silently.
The moonlight is scarlet, containing endless imperial liquid, with thousands of golden threads pouring down.
On the wasteland, branches are rising from the ground one by one!
The dense vegetation frantically absorbed the imperial liquid, and in the blink of an eye, it grew from a seedling to a towering tree.
Along with the growth of many plants and vines, wisps of mist condensed down, and water began to gurgling and flowing happily in the forest.
The sound of "Xixissuosuo" came from all directions.
"Fu Qiong" looked at this spectacular scene, restrained his aura, and stood quietly beside Ling Xian.
It didn't take long for the endless forest to turn into a lush forest, with fertile land everywhere.
Streams, waterfalls, and the sea all take shape.
Looking around, you can't see the yellow sand and desolation during the day.
"Fu Qiong" stood beside Zhan Wuji for a while and found nothing strange. Just when he was about to check the illusions around him, he suddenly heard a burst of rapid footsteps in the air in the distance.
He quickly looked towards the direction from which the sound came, and saw a girl wearing a white robe walking through the void, step by step.
Wearing a long snow-white dress, she looks as graceful as the clouds. Her face is elegant and noble, and her temperament is gentle and pleasing to the eye.
Her nine tails were like a curtain, swaying under her feet like ripples in the moonlight.
Nine-tailed fox!
"Fuqiong" immediately became alert, tears flowed from his eyes, and he quickly looked away.
But his eyes seemed to be firmly attracted by an invisible force, and he could no longer move an inch!
A look of pain flashed across Fuqiong's face, but soon his expression became relaxed again, as if he was deep in thought.
The corners of "Feng Rong"'s lips were slightly raised, revealing a smile that could captivate all things in the world. A pair of charming eyes looked directly at the copied Zhan Wuji, without even taking a second look at "Fu Qiong" beside him. .
He slowly approached and said in a clear and sweet voice: "Human, I have been waiting for you here all day."
"I miss you day and night, and I can't sleep at night."
"Why don't you come to find me?"
Zhan Wuji's clone stood there, showing no reaction.
"Feng Rong" is not surprised. It has long understood that this is the rule of that human being.
While thinking about it, he walked towards the direction of Zhan Wuji's replica body. The two were very close to each other. "Feng Rong" smiled charmingly: "Tonight, I will wait for you at Qingqiu Mountain."
"Your true form must arrive as soon as possible."
While speaking, he took a flower with dewdrops from his hair. The color of the flower was very beautiful, and there were lines on it. They meandered, forming the outline of a nine-tailed fox, and the fragrance was overflowing.
"Feng Rong" put the replica of Zhan Wuji holding the brocade handkerchief into his hand, and then left.
"Fu Qiong" looked intoxicated, his eyes were dull, and he chased after him without hesitation.
Da da da……
The sound of slight footsteps gradually faded away, and their figures quickly disappeared into the darkness.
A strong wind came from afar, blowing the dense forest.
Amidst the sound of the waves, the moonlight was like blood, and Zhan Wuji's clone stood alone in the void, motionless, like a statue.
City Lord's Mansion.
Hidden place.
In a secret room at the bottom of the lake, the cruel punishment has been completed.
Zhan Wuji's clothes were half-undressed, sitting high on the throne, holding "Pian Ya" in his left hand and "Ink Rose" in his right hand. The two looked at each other, both of them stunned.
At this time, the two female fairies closed their eyes, stuck out their tongues, and raised their lips with a somewhat weird smile.
At this moment, Zhan Wuji couldn't help but have a look of worry on his face.
No time to waste!
Senior "Kong Meng" must be rescued quickly!
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly discovered that two of the four sons in the Nine Nether World suddenly overlapped with the other four!
