What's going on with this guy?
Perhaps because it was just a small soul thread that was separated, the will of True Lord Yuanheng remaining in it seemed to be much slower.
This man falling from the sky made him stunned for a while, and then he remembered to run over and see him.
Judging from the back, it should be a boy. Zhenjun Yuanheng thought uncertainly.
The white robe on his body was covered with dust, and his hair was covered in clumps. He looked like a refugee and had suffered a lot.
Zhenjun Yuanheng, who was "peeping at the screen" remotely through the essence and blood, didn't smell the smell and strong breath lingering around the figure for a moment. He thought the other person was slightly injured or something, and was about to ask. .
However, when he saw the other person's face clearly, the world became quiet.
Even Zhenjun Yuanheng, who was far away, couldn't help but feel choked in his heart. He didn't know what it was like.
But he remained silent, and after confirming that the other party's jade plaque was still hanging on his body, he left the space. Then he went to lure other disciples to come near here.
At least everyone should be there when leaving.
After going through this process, Ning Xiaoxia didn't have any clue at all, as if she had evaporated from the world.
True Lord Yuanheng sighed. At least there is some certainty whether he is dead or alive.
Although this inheritance tower is called a magic weapon, its structure is very sophisticated, and it has been passed down for many generations, so its interior has become very complex. Even with the support of the soul power of True Monarch Yuan Heng, he still couldn't figure out the trick in a short time.
For so long, Zhenjun Yuanheng has been just trying his luck. It was their luck to be able to find all the disciples except Ningxia at once.
Alas, where is that little doll?
Alas?
Suddenly, Zhenjun Yuanheng felt that the essence and blood seemed to vibrate violently, as if responding to something.
At the same time, the space of the Shufa Tower glowed with a dazzling red color, with a slight golden light, covering the entire sky and the horizon of the Shufa Tower.
A chirp from the soul resounded through the space, striking gold and stone, like a cry from the prehistoric era, telling its own ancient story.
Feng Ming.
This is the second time. This is the second time he has heard about Phoenix in Fengming City.
True Lord Yuan Heng is also well-informed, but he has never seen or heard of such a legendary creature. Unexpectedly, a small recreational trip can lead to a new experience.
So, does it really deserve to be called "Fengming City"? Fengming, phoenixing, phoenix flying in the sky.
Maybe there really might be a phoenix dormant here.
But before he could finish being surprised by the chirping of the phoenix, what happened in the next moment shocked him even more.
Along with the increasingly powerful phoenix cry, a painful voice also roared continuously.
Appalling.
How could there be a dragon roaring here?
True Lord Yuan Heng's eyes were almost blown out of his sockets.
So there won't be a dragon here, right? Thinking of this, even Yuan Heng felt a little numb.
And the stronger the chirping sound, the stronger the boiling feeling of blood essence will be. True Lord Yuan Heng could feel that the half drop of his blood essence that had strayed outside seemed to be slowly melting away, being wrapped and accommodated by unfamiliar power.
No way. how could be?
But there was always a voice in Zhenjun Yuanheng's heart warning him, it was true, it was true. Still urging him to go over there.
All the answers are there.
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Let’s not mention what happened to Zhenjun Yuanheng for the moment.
Back in Ningxia, things seem to have come to an end.
Ning Xiaoxia woke up in a bright room. What you see when you open your eyes is the soothing blue sky and white clouds.
The high vault with no visible top is gone, replaced by a sky that represents the natural scenery.
After struggling to move my numb thigh, I accidentally bumped into the small collection piled next door. Only then did she suddenly remember that she was still in the little black box and had not left.
All right. Even though I knew I was in a tower, the blue sky and white clouds were naturally fake. But Ningxia still couldn't help but feel the closeness and longing for nature hidden in human blood, and felt relaxed physically and mentally.
Of course, this all presupposes that she knows that her two enemies have died together. No, the darkroom was completely blown up.
The relief of being released from the huge stone in his heart made Ningxia's lazy bones go crazy, and he indulged himself in the small black box and refused to move.
It cannot be ruled out that it was because she was seriously injured and lost an arm, and her body was probably at the ninth level of disability. Once the crisis is over, won't she take a break?
Ning Xiaoxia refused to think about what to do next.
Alas, what else can be done? The people who knew about it were all killed by the bomb, and the tokens failed to live up to expectations and could not be contacted. I don’t know that the organizer only remembered to fish for her in the Year of the Monkey.
It shouldn't be so miserable, right? !
Ningxia could only comfort herself secretly, at least all the dangerous creatures in the space had been eliminated. She just needs to stay here and wait for someone to rescue her, and stay alive until the magic tower opens at the next exchange conference.
To be honest, Ningxia's head hurts just thinking about the possibility. How to survive fifty years?
But she felt that based on visual inspection of the situation, it was extremely unlikely that someone from the organizer would come to rescue her on their own initiative. After all, many zombie brothers have been waiting for so many years, and they didn't wait for anyone to come until they died.
It would be better for her not to have such high hopes. Just take it one step at a time. Leave the green hills behind.
Ningxia is not greedy. After solving the problem of survival, it’s better to move on to solve the difficult problem. Take it step by step and you'll eventually get it figured out.
After lying in the small black box for a while, she suddenly sat up and decided to go out. I can't continue to stay here and make salted fish, otherwise I might inadvertently miss the opportunity to go out.
Ningxia thought about going outside to explore the situation and find some food on the way. She couldn't eat or sleep well these days, which was really frustrating her.
After chewing some recovery pills, she slowly came out of the small black box.
Because my legs and feet were so weak, I fell heavily when I came out, almost breaking my front teeth.
Ning Xiaoxia got up from the ground with an aggrieved groan, and was about to check whether the skin of her hands was frayed.
A weak voice sounded from not far away, with a hint of gloom: "I didn't expect that there was a little mouse hidden here. Let me see what kind of powerful guy he is. He can actually escape from such an explosion." Survive."
Ning Xia froze for a moment and looked at the place where the sound came from in disbelief. She was so shocked that she lost her voice for a moment.
who is it? Who is still alive?
Qin Ming...or Long Sheng?
The panic in Ningxia's heart continued to gather, squeezing her fragile heart. The already sore legs were already shaky.
Not far from her, there was a dark, blurry thing. It looked slimy, with many cracks that looked like damage, and black liquid was constantly flowing out of it.
Ningxia really didn't recognize the other party's appearance. It can only be roughly judged from the shape and voice that it is... Long Sheng.
Long Sheng is still alive.
Reason told Ningxia that the most important thing to do at this moment was to immediately hide in the small black box or wait for the other party to die. After all, there are thousands of ways to kill a dying dragon.
But this time she ignored her analysis and followed her instinctive choice.
