"Wang Xilou?"
The immortal in the sky was stunned, and his eyes were like two knives, sweeping towards the man and woman who were still awake next to him.
Even if they become immortals, in the eyes of monsters, humans almost all look the same.
Just listen to one of them suddenly say loudly:
"Your Excellency, Lord Dongwang, my beloved disciple and I are passing by Fujian. I have no intention of offending you, so I will not get involved in the affairs between you monsters of the Fujian clan. Please retire first."
As he said this, he ignored the efforts of the fanboy-like young Dragon King next to him, waved his hand, and pulled his master to run away in despair.
Wang Xilou hunched his neck and followed his disciple in small steps.
She remained silent from the beginning and glanced back from time to time. She was a little nervous.
Prince Dong was silent for a while.
He deliberately waited for Nezha to leave Fujian before starting his plan. Unexpectedly, Wang Xilou appeared again.
Is it God's will?
He looked up at the sky, but the sky didn't give him an answer.
Dongwanggong is one of the original creatures.
At that time, the world was far less turbid than it is now.
He was silent and confused when he was born, and a faded figure appeared in his memory.
He didn't communicate with me a word, he just held his hand and led him out of the forest.
There are many other creatures outside the forest.
Gradually he learned the language of goblins, but he always just smiled and looked at them and never spoke.
That day He was lying on his side under the tree, with one leg crossed, his face supported by one hand, and he yawned.
He asked, "Isn't it beautiful here?"
He didn't have time to reply.
The man disappeared into this world.
Never appeared again.
"Whether it's beautiful or not, can't you see for yourself?" He said to the sky.
"What did he say?" Wang Xilou asked quietly.
"I don't know, don't ask, run away, this guy is crazy."
The unreasonable wind is like facing a powerful enemy.
Even a great demon king like Ao Ren was no longer easy for him to deal with, let alone such an immortal who had escaped from another great demon king.
Suddenly, the surrounding environment changed.
The heavy rain disappeared, and the clouds parted to reveal a bright sun. The villages, tile-roofed houses, and Dragon King Temple were all gone.
The master and apprentice stood on the top of the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist, under the bright blue sky.
They were drawn into the East Prince's land of nothing.
The Hometown of Nothingness, also known as Zifu, is the 'business card' of powerful practitioners. Among them, the most famous Hometown of Nothingness is the Wangchuan River.
It also has another name.
demon
They are pulled into the ghost of an immortal.
Several human voices came from the distant mountains and forests.
"what happened?"
"Where is this place? Senior Liao..."
"Don't panic, it's a ghost."
Five people came from the mountains.
One old man and four young people, still wearing company uniforms,
Among them, the old man is lean, has a goatee, wears a yellow coat, and holds a jade Ruyi.
He looked over here and said with a loud voice: "Liao Tianxing of the Incense Road in Fujian, together with several descendants of the imperial government, have met all of you. I don't know how many of you are fighting here. I accidentally entered this place, hoping..."
Before he could finish speaking, a one-foot-long javelin suddenly shot out, penetrated his heart, and plunged into the ground.
The cultivator of Incense and Fire Shinto, who was inferior to one person but superior to ten thousand people, was nailed to death in one encounter.
The strongest law enforcer in Fujian opened his eyes wide and blood gushed out of his mouth like a water pump.
Several company employees nearby were shocked.
Feng Wuli held the hand of the woman beside him tightly.
When he looked at Wang Xilou, he could see the uneasiness in her heart. This was the first time he saw Wang Xilou so uneasy, like a cat with fried hair, with wet hair hanging on his face. He suddenly felt that Wang Xilou was so weak. , delicate, like flowers soaked by rain, beautiful but fragile.
"It's okay." He comforted in a low voice, "I'm just an immortal. The Kitchen Lord couldn't kill me back then."
Wang Xilou suddenly felt palpitations again. She had just stood alone on the beach, watching the waves hitting the sky.
At that time, she felt that Lei Yun was hiding uneasiness, but she did not expect that it would develop like this. Before Wang Xilou could say anything, her apprentice raised his head and asked, "Master Dong Wanggong, what does this mean?"
"If I let you go, it would be an injustice to the other monsters in this land."
After he pulled the three of them into his land of nothing, his tone became more majestic, like a god like this, who is not angry but has authority.
"My lord and I have no conflict with each other, and we live in peace and harmony. But now you want to kill me. How about my fairness?"
"Back then, you wanted to seek revenge on Zao Lord and tried to kill millions of his followers and deprive him of his popularity. Was it fair to those millions of people?"
Feng Wuli asked again: "How do you compare with Zao Lord?"
"In a battle of wits, I'm not even close."
"Then do you think you can keep me? As Ao Ren said, if we two practitioners from outside the Immortal Sect join forces, what chance do you have of winning even if you are an Immortal?"
"Today, whether the two of you die or fall below, it will be enough to support this world for another twenty years."
"Why don't you commit suicide first, and we will follow closely and become a forty-year member of the world."
"...Stop me, or I'll send you two on their way first."
"Then let my apprentice out first!"
A javelin shot towards them——
The spiritual power in this area suddenly boiled, like a giant eye opening under the deep sea. The spiritual power was instantly activated, and a hundred-meter-high iceberg rose from the ground, and the ice made a tooth-piercing sizzling sound.
Feng Wuli picked up Wang Xilou and disappeared. The thunder spear broke the iceberg and pierced the place where the two stood.
Ao Ren yelled at them over there: "He became an immortal because of the mercy of the ancient gods! The ancient gods are about to wither, and he is going crazy. Lord Wang Xilou, if we join forces, there is still a chance of survival!"
"Find a place to hide." Feng Wuli only had time to explain to Wang Xilou.
The young dragon king transformed back into a dragon body. A giant object nearly two kilometers away was coiled in the mountains and forests. The mountains and clouds were under him, stirring up chaotic winds at every turn. The Duke of the East held the Heavenly Constitution in his mouth and held the three-foot-long Divine Punishment in his hand. His thunder was like a drum and lightning. Like a spear.
As soon as the two spears, which represented the authority he held, came out, dragon blood was sprayed. When the mountains and fields were transformed into a battlefield, the mountains were like building blocks and sand in front of the two monsters.
Ao Ren was obviously no match for Dong Wanggong, and Feng Wuli had no reason to let him defeat him one by one.
Duke Dongwang was as arrogant as a murderous god, and he twisted another ray of thunder, and the thunder in his hand suddenly stopped.
Trillions of eternal calamities——
Ao Ren, who found the opportunity, flicked his tail, and all the twenty or so 1,000-meter peaks in the distance were turned into powder.
"Do you have a way to kill him completely?"
"Xiaolong majors in life and is not good at fighting."
"My methods cannot be put on the table in this battle!"
"What should I do now?"
"Create an opportunity for me to get within five meters of him!" Feng Wuli just suggested, and suddenly a lightning bolt shot towards his heart.
Trillions of eternal calamities——
Lightning pierced the sky, and Feng Wuli suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared on the top of another mountain.
Twice, the backlash of trillions of eternal catastrophes began to appear.
(End of chapter)
