Seeing all the saints and saints falling there.
There is no one else who can be replaced.
Fang Zheng stood up and said, "I'll do it."
Emperor Huang glanced at Fang Zheng in surprise and said in surprise: "What? What are you doing here?"
"Isn't he the Holy Son who has an extremely close compatibility with the Soul-Calling Flower?"
Fang Zheng explained: "You may not know that before, your desolate world intended to open a rift in another dimension in our city, and it was because of those spirit-summoning flowers that I was blessed with the power I have now, so if I talk about it with the spirit-summoning flowers, If the flowers match, I’m afraid no one can beat me.”
"Oh, I see."
Huangdi looked suddenly enlightened.
But I cursed secretly in my heart, thinking that I will check carefully later to find out which bastard came up with the idea of building an extra-dimensional crack in this square city, and ended up creating it for us deserters. Such a formidable opponent.
I want to cut the person who had this fantastic idea into pieces to vent my hatred.
But watching Fang Zheng walk up to the countless soul-calling flowers that had grown to nearly the height of a human being, and then cut his wrist... and let out blood...
The blood that was rich and different from ordinary people dripped on the spirit-calling flower.
immediately……
Those soul-calling flowers that were originally swaying with vitality suddenly reacted violently.
It was like a few drops of cold water dripping from countless boiling oils.
Those originally orderly auras suddenly violently rioted. The Wild Lord, who was constantly transferring his true energy into the Spirit-Calling Flower, spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Fang Zheng in shock and shouted: "Quick... stop it quickly." Come down here, what have you done? Your blood is extremely poisonous to the Soul-Calling Flower!"
He shouted: "Hold on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Spirit-Calling Flower surged up into a wave of wanton waves all around.
The thirty-six holy knights were the first to bear the brunt. They each vomited blood and fell to the ground. They twitched for a while and became motionless.
All died.
Even the twelve bishops remained stiff.
More than half of them no longer have any breath of life.
"what happened?"
Fang Zheng was suddenly stunned and said in shock: "My blood should be able to help..."
"Stay away from the Soul-Calling Flower. The reaction of the Soul-Calling Flower is wrong."
Emperor Huang dragged Fang Zheng back and looked at the spirit-calling flowers with wildly twisted branches and leaves in shock.
It was just a few drops of blood, but it instantly transformed the Soul-Calling Flower from the peaceful flower it had been before into a ferocious and crazy ferocious beast. It twisted desperately and kept surging in the direction of the founder, but before it bounced against the film of true energy. At this time, he was bounced back alive.
But this way.
The entire huge desolate temple immediately fell into a riot!
Within the Desolate Temple, an extremely violent explosion suddenly broke out!
The scorching white light makes people unable to open their eyes...
Fang Zheng waved his hand and easily isolated the explosive atmosphere. How could this be possible? Why is my blood so poisonous to the Soul-Calling Flower?
Could it be that the glimmer of hope I had worked so hard to gain was finally destroyed by myself?
Do you want to be so nonsense...
Emperor Huang's face was as golden as paper, and he exclaimed: "Fang Zheng, what have you done?"
"I have no idea."
Although Fang Zheng could not see it with his eyes, he could clearly detect a familiar aura in his spiritual realm.
"but I know."
He murmured: "But I know that the rift in another dimension... has opened."
"What?"
Emperor Huang looked at Fang Zheng in shock, but found that he could no longer see anything.
After a long time.
The smoke cleared.
The power of the explosion just now was no less powerful than Fang Zheng's small nuclear bomb.
The huge desolate temple had been completely wiped out by the explosion just now, and now only a deep pit remains.
Not to mention the living people, even the corpses of the Desert Lord, the four chief priests, the twelve bishops, and the thirty-six holy knights have disappeared.
But in the deepest part of the pit, a faint blue crack from another dimension glowed with a dazzling light.
A rift in another dimension has opened.
"It seems that it was a coincidence."
Emperor Huang glanced at Fang Zheng in shock, and said happily: "So this is your idea, to use your blood to be incompatible with the Spirit Summoning Flower, in order to stimulate the Spirit Summoning Flower to explode, so that you can use this explosion to create a whole brain." Directly opening the rift in another dimension, Fang Zheng, you are such a genius, we actually opened the rift in another dimension in just two days!"
"Did I succeed?"
Fang Zheng looked at the different-dimensional crack in shock and said, "Come on, let's go take a look."
"Walk."
With that said, he first walked towards the depths of the crack in the different dimension.
But he couldn't help but feel anxious, and he even started to think about a problem.
If I enter the desolate world of the Dharma-ending world through this different-dimensional rift, then if I fall asleep in the desolate world of the Dharma-ending world, will I return to the desolate world of the modern world?
have no idea……
But right now I can’t care about these minor issues.
He took a step forward, and immediately felt an extremely violent conflict, as narrow as a girl's first time...
Founder really has experienced this feeling.
And this feeling of constriction quickly dissipated.
Instead, there was a familiar feeling.
My eyes brightened for a while, and then became clear... What caught my eyelids was a sea of flowers called Soul-Calling Flowers!
In just a few days, thousands of Shushan disciples mobilized at the same time to move all the spirit-calling flowers that had been planted in Shushan over the years to the desolate world, and moved them near the desolate temple.
And Fang Zheng arrived at this desolate temple.
At this time, many disciples who were working hard on their own put on extremely alert postures and looked at the sudden appearance of the interdimensional cracks and Fang Zheng who came out.
Seeing Fang Zheng, they were all stunned and put down their weapons one by one.
Someone who was acquainted with him stepped forward to greet him and said, "Uncle Fang, you...did you open this different-dimensional rift?"
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Well, I started it. The plan went very smoothly. Where is Senior Brother Lin?"
Becoming the master of the Nine Meridians Peak means that Fang Zheng has been promoted a generation. Even when facing Lin Zhengping, he no longer has to call him uncle, only senior brother.
soon……
Lin Zhengping rushed over.
"Senior brother, everything goes well, I have to trouble you."
"No problem, I have been preparing for a long time, leave it to me!"
Lin Zhengping smiled and said: "I, a disciple of Bajing Peak, have been preparing here for a long time. Give me two hours, which is definitely enough!"
"That's good!"
Fang Zheng looked at the crack in the different dimension, but suddenly thought of the conflict with the Spirit-Calling Flower just now.
It's completely different from what I imagined.
My blood is extremely poisonous to the Soul-Calling Flower?
Could it be that there is any different hidden meaning in it?
There was a slight hesitation on his face, as if there were still unanswered questions troubling him...
And his instinct told him that this question was important.
Soul-Calling Flower, if he could figure out the relationship between him and Soul-Calling Flower, it might be of great help to improve the current situation.
But right now...
"Time is running out."
Fang Zheng sighed and said, "I'll go back and make arrangements, and then come over immediately."
After that, his figure disappeared deep into the cracks in the different dimensions.
He has returned to the wilderness to find the Emperor to arrange everything...
Emperor Huang has done what he should do, now it's his turn!
