Dongtianwang City, Yunlun Mountains.
The trial in the royal city has reached its final stage so far.
The final trial on Pixiu Mountain became no suspense without external interference.
It can be said that since the Sky City came to Guyin Cliff, the trial in the royal city has become very clean.
After all, all the stowaways and restless elements were attracted by the "Saint Daoji".
As a result, the Yunlun Mountains returned to what a normal trial should be like, belonging to the innate and master.
In the void, under the curtain of heavenly secrets, in front of the main seat of the spiritual mirror in the world of cloud mirrors, Yu Zhiwen held his chin, yawned slightly, and stared at the images of these spiritual mirrors listlessly.
She has been staring at it for many days!
But since Mr. Xu became calm and stopped causing trouble, the trial in the royal city returned to normal and no more chaos occurred.
This stalking job has naturally lost its freshness and excitement, even though this is normal.
"Well, it's obviously a dummy..."
"But where is he really now? Has he also gone to Void Island? Many stowaways have gone in..."
No matter how different the scenes in the spiritual mirror were, Yu Zhiwen paid no attention to the trials in the royal city or to a certain Mr. Xu who could spot fakes at a glance.
After all, the trial was going to end today, and her mind was elsewhere, thinking about some unreasonable things.
For example, when everything is over, do you want to go to Void Island to take a look...
At this moment, the Tianji communication bead trembled.
At the same time, there was also movement outside the secret curtain used to hide and protect oneself, as if someone had arrived.
Yu Zhiwen's long eyelashes trembled, and his Xingpu blinked a few times. After regaining consciousness, he quickly pinched the communication bead and lowered his voice and said:
"What's the matter?"
After pretending to be majestic, she saw that the communication bead showed Lan Ling, and the outsider from the Tianji Curtain was also Lan Ling.
Sister Lan Ling...
Yu Zhiwen knew this sister in red back in the White Cave.
At that time, Lan Ling was the captain of the red team guarding the White Cave. Her members included Xin, Hei Ming, Vigil, etc.
Now, under the arrangement of Rao Jianxian, Lan Ling should be on duty at the Holy Temple Hall in Dongtian King City. Why did he come here?
"Sister Zhiwen."
As soon as the curtain of secrets was withdrawn, Lan Ling spoke eagerly, without any small talk, straight to the point:
"The Lord's Palace of Tiansang City has sent a summons, and the cracks in the different-dimensional space of the White Cave have reopened."
"This time, it is likely that Jinzhao Yuhai will come back."
"But Rao Jianxian has transferred most of the men in red and white clothes. Now there is a shortage of manpower in the White Cave. I must rush back immediately to guard the White Cave."
Ember shines on the sea of hell?
Yuzhi Wen Xingtong was surprised.
One of the Seven Bans is about to make a comeback, so the timing is so coincidental?
If it were later, she could still go over and help...
"Sure, Sister Lan Ling." After thinking for a moment, Yu Zhiwen nodded.
She knew what Lan Ling was worried about and took the initiative: "I will help keep an eye on the other side of the capital. When the trial here is over, I will go over and take over. You don't have to worry."
"I still need to take my people away." Lan Ling said.
Yu Zhiwen's red lips opened, but he stopped talking, and his voice became a little weaker, "Yes, yes, as long as they are still here..."
Lan Ling frowned,
As long as it's still there?
What does it mean?
"Please tell me your name, and I will help you look for it." Yu Zhiwen turned his eyes and did not dare to look at Lan Ling, but glanced at the spirit mirror, "...try your best."
Lan Ling had no doubt that he was there. He named several names in succession, concluding with the last three old teammates he could absolutely trust:
"...Xin, Heiming, and Vigil."
"Well, the last one, the full name is Night Watchman."
"Others can stay here, but these three must come with me. We are old partners, and the White Cave needs them."
Yu Zhiwen moved the seal in silence.
The green jade fingers fluttered, bringing out streaks of heavenly light, which penetrated into the many spiritual mirror images in front of them.
Lan Ling waited expectantly.
She finally no longer had to guard the East Heavenly King City, but was going back to her main battlefield, which made her blood boil.
Red clothes belong to fighting and cannot sit in one place for too long.
The White Cave is the place where she has guarded for many years. It is the youth of their group, with many good and bad memories.
That's what they're all about, Red's mission.
But……
A pool of stagnant water!
Yu Zhiwen Yin Jue pinched one after another, but there was no response from the Spirit Mirror screen.
She pursed her lips and performed the technique again.
At this time, even a layman like Lan Ling could see that this was the third time Yu Zhiwen had applied the seal repeatedly, and the picture on the spiritual mirror had not changed yet.
Under the heavenly curtain, in front of the main seat of the spiritual mirror, the air pressure suddenly became a little low.
Lan Ling opened her mouth and had a bad premonition: "Sister Zhiwen, has something happened?"
Yu Zhiwen punched Tianji Technique into the spiritual mirror screen for the fourth time, but there was still no response.
She took a deep breath and turned around, but she still didn't dare to look at Lan Ling. She just lowered her head and said: "They all died... they should."
"Fell?" Lan Ling was shocked.
"Yes, fallen..."
"Uh, are you looking for me again?" Lan Ling shook her head, chuckled, and gestured with her fingers in front of her:
"They are not ordinary redcoats!"
"Xin, a bald man, very strong..."
"As for Hei Ming, he always wears armor and is easy to recognize..."
"There's also Vigil. He looks like he's half a century old, but his murderous aura is very unique and instantly recognizable. He's the kind of person that others take a look at..."
Speaking of this, Lan Ling's eyelids drooped, he paused for a long time and said, "I really can't find it?"
"Basically... no response..."
"No response, what do you mean?"
Facing Lan Ling's red eyes, Yu Zhiwen couldn't bear to look directly at him, and turned his eyes sideways and said:
"The seniors in red you mentioned should have followed Rao Jianxian to Guyin Cliff, so they should have been swallowed up by the deep sea..."
"I searched four times! But the spiritual mirrors with these names basically didn't respond."
"This means, it means... Well, Senior Xin, and Senior Hei Ming, they should have all fallen..."
All dead?
Lan Ling staggered and almost fell.
No matter how euphemistic Yu Zhiwen was, she heard the meaning behind it and shook her head in disbelief: "This is impossible!"
How could he die?
The seal of the White Cave was broken last time, and a sealed ghost beast came out. Everyone carried it over and survived.
That is a sealed attribute, which is rare for hundreds of years.
They had been guarding the White Cave for so many years, and the great danger had not destroyed them. How could they die so easily in the unknown Yunlun Mountains?
But looking at Yu Zhiwen's apologetic face, Lan Ling knew that there was a high probability that this time it was true...
"should?"
Lan Ling was like a drowning man grabbing the last life-saving straw. He squeezed Yu Zhiwen's hand tightly and asked eagerly: "You just said 'should', so is there anyone alive?"
Buzz!
Yu Zhiwen freed up a hand to form a seal, awakening a completely dark spiritual mirror.
"Only one left..."
"who!"
"Senior Vigil..."
Vigil? Lan Ling's eyes shone brightly, and when he was about to say something, Yu Zhiwen hurriedly said, "But!"
Is there a but?
Lan Ling was stunned.
Yu Zhiwen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was a little at a loss, but he took it out and held Sister Lan Ling's cold hands:
"But the spiritual mirror image has no content..."
"But don't worry, this means that there is a small chance that Senior Vigil is alive, but he may have been swallowed into the virtual... Sky City."
That island that fell from the sky and almost hit Dongtianwang City?
Lan Ling turned her head and looked in the direction of Guyin Cliff, and asked with hope: "The City in the Sky, isn't it dangerous?"
"It's not dangerous! As long as you don't fight, it won't be dangerous..."
Yu Zhiwen held Lan Ling's hand tightly and said seriously, "Senior Vigil will be fine, and there are also Rao Jianxian and the others. You have to believe Rao Jianxian."
Yes, there is still Rao Jianxian protecting him!
They are all dressed in red, and there is Rao Jianxian, the red-robed Taoist Master, carrying them. What am I afraid of?
Lan Ling smiled miserably, trying to save each one.
Keep vigil, you will be fine, and we will definitely see each other again.
At this moment, a magnificent wave of air rolled in from the distant sky, and a terrifying aura descended from the sky.
"Pa bang bang..."
In front of the main seat of the spiritual mirror, the curtain of heaven collapsed on the spot.
All the spiritual mirror images were like paper, exploding into light spots in an instant.
Yu Zhiwen sighed and was knocked down from the sky, and the jade talismans on his waist exploded one after another.
Lan Ling was also knocked down by the terrifying momentum.
But she was not so lucky. Without the protection of treasures and spiritual energy, she was caught off guard and was blasted into the underground mountains with a bang.
Minced meat was thrown and blood was flying.
Everything came so suddenly.
"No--"
Yu Zhiwen's eyes were filled with panic.
Holy Emperor? !
How could the Saint Emperor's aura suddenly arrive?
Or did he sweep forward like this, not hurting her, but smashing the unsuspecting Lan Ling into pieces?
Subconsciously, Yu Zhiwen wanted to rush down to save people.
But the aura of the Holy Emperor in the sky was just a prelude. When it swept across the border, it blasted tens of thousands of mountains in the Yunlun Mountains, and even the trialists were affected.
"Yunjing·Gu!"
Yu Zhiwen's pearly eyes suddenly shone, and vast starlight surged out of his eyes.
She pinched it in her hands and summoned the protective barrier of Yunjing World to protect most of the testers before rushing downwards.
Lan Ling is broken...
It’s really not an illusion, it’s just broken!
Yu Zhiwen's whole body was trembling, and the picture in front of him was blurry.
But she took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and took a drop of Lan Ling's blood to activate the secret and summon the remnant.
The blood is gathering.
The scraps of meat are gathering.
Soon, Lan Ling was pieced together and put back together.
"I can save you!"
Yu Zhiwen pulled out a pill and said, "I have God's blessing. I can save you. Sister Lan Ling, you can't give up..."
Feed the elixir.
The divine blessing of the living and dead, flesh and bones, summoned Lan Ling's soul back and repaired her broken body.
"Jin Zhao..." Opening his eyes, the weak Lan Ling's first words were not for himself, but with great fear:
"It's the White Cave, it's the breath of Jinzhao Hell Sea..."
"They're coming out!"
Ember shines on the sea of hell?
Is this the same thing as the change in the White Cave that Sister Lan Ling mentioned before?
——So fast?
Yu Zhiwen's eyes became more panicked.
Obviously it only takes half a day for the trial to be over.
Everything will go back to the normal development track and everyone will be safe and sound.
But suddenly...
how can that be possible?
From the White Cave outside Tiansang County to Dongtianwang City.
There is obviously such a long distance between them, and Lan Ling has just received the summons, how could it be possible...
Yes, this is the Holy Emperor.
They are in such a hurry that they take no time at all.
Yu Zhiwen supported Lan Ling and was about to feed her some more pills when suddenly the Holy Emperor's aura above her head became violent and would shatter her into pieces.
With a snapping sound, the orb on Yu Zhiwen's body shattered.
She gritted her teeth, resisted the urge to kneel on the ground, and raised her eyes suddenly.
"Ouch."
The wind passed by.
A vast sea of white fire passed across the sky.
Stepping on it was an illusory figure with broken chains and shackles on its limbs. It was blurry and did not show its true appearance.
"Holy Emperor!"
Yu Zhiwen’s teeth were chattering.
When the Holy Emperor passes by, all living beings prostrate themselves.
At this moment, the entire Yunlun Mountains were trembling, and the trialists fell to the ground even though they were protected by the Yunjing World.
Yu Zhiwen never lowered his head, endured the pain and stubbornly raised his eyes.
At the last glance, she saw the saint on the sea of fire lowering his head and giving him an indifferent look, as if he was looking at a dog in the world, and it was as if he saw her, the only one in the world who did not worship.
"Plop-"
A strange noise occurred, but it was not directed at him.
Yu Zhiwen's pupils trembled, and he realized something, "Clothes, take off the red clothes quickly!"
He bowed his head.
The orchids in my arms are burned away bit by bit.
"No!!"
Yu Zhiwen's eyebrows tightened and he let out a cry. Tears filled his eyes, but they were evaporated by the high temperature.
Through the Cloud Mirror World, she saw with her own eyes that when the sea of fire passed, the Holy Emperor did not intentionally harm the trialists at all.
But except for the plainclothes trial officers in the Yunlun Mountains, everyone wearing red clothes was ignited and burned by the white flames.
Lan Ling is like this, and so are all the red clothes!
"Ghost beast..."
"They are ghost beasts, and the natural enemy of ghost beasts is red..."
After all, Yu Zhiwen was not in red, and by the time he understood this, it was already too late.
She was not wearing a red robe, so she was not affected by the previous impact of the Holy Emperor's aura. Only Lan Ling fell to death.
She saved Lan Ling, but failed to realize this in time and took off Lan Ling's red robe, causing Lan Ling to be ignited again.
"sorry Sorry……"
Yu Zhiwen couldn't help shaking his head, and the Tianji Technique was urging him crazily, trying to isolate the power of the Holy Emperor from harming Lan Ling, but he couldn't.
She opened her mouth and drank the holy blood, regardless of the surging power raging in her body, trying like crazy to extinguish Bai Yan.
The Holy Emperor above his head left.
Also leaving were the phantom of the Blood Tree, the remaining form of the Blue Prison, and the winding black dragon.
They flew towards Guyin Cliff, crashed into Void Island, and disappeared.
After losing the strength to maintain.
Bai Yan was naturally extinguished by the holy power.
However, the weight in my arms is almost immeasurable.
Only half of Lan Ling's face was left, and even his soul was burned through, leaving no possibility of resurrection.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yu Zhiwen said with tears in his eyes, only feeling guilty.
"No need to apologize." The remaining Lan Ling spirit tried its best to outline the upper body image of a gentle big sister, trying to smooth away Yu Zhiwen's tears, but it passed through.
She had a lot to say. This was the hatred between Hongyi and the ghost beast, not the fault of sister Zhiwen in front of her.
She wanted to comfort sister Zhiwen, because she knew she was a kind and well-behaved girl, and how sad she would be if she died in front of her.
But there's no time.
Lan Ling used his last breath of strength to tear open the red badge on his chest that was burned by white flames until less than half was left.
"Leave it to him..."
"What? Sister Lan Ling, what did you say..." Yu Zhiwen wiped his tears and leaned over, wanting to hear more clearly, but suddenly realized, "No, you can't say any more, I can protect your remaining spirit, I can take you back to the Holy Mountain, I can recover..."
"Hundreds of people in red clothes died together, and I am no longer important." Lan Ling interrupted with a smile, "Give this to him, if he is still alive..."
Yu Zhiwen finally heard the message clearly and took the half of the red emblem. After looking at it, tears filled his eyes.
"Leave it to Senior Vigil?"
"right."
"I will, I will definitely do it! Senior Vigil must still be alive! Definitely!"
"Give it to him and tell him..."
"Stop talking, wuwu, sister Lan Ling..."
Lan Ling's remnant soul was shattered. Before he died, he looked at the sky, as if he saw the childish scene when he swore to join the Red Army.
she!
Including her teammates, they must break their promise, take the first step, and leave this world.
But even if only the last person in the team dies, the promise made at that time must be kept.
Baigu is worth living!
Even if the seal is broken, even if it has returned to the Jizhao Prison Sea!
"Tell him..." The vague, faint and undetectable lingering voice drifted away in the ashes with the wind:
"Swear to the death and stay vigil, never forget your original intention."
(End of chapter)
