The weather was sunny, the scorching sun shone on the earth, there were no clouds in the sky, and the dust filled the sky, cutting people's faces, and ordinary people dared not open their eyes when they were there.
The dust in the sky is like a barrier, threatening everyone who wants to enter.
I don’t know what happened in the sand and dust, what changes happened, countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered in this place, and the gauze-like sand and dust began to twist violently with the sudden wind, constantly accumulating energy and constantly changing shapes. , suddenly turned into countless filaments, and just dissipated in the blue sky under the scorching sun.
A force that was definitely not available in the human world broke out of the dust-filled sky.
Wang Fuyao held the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand and cut through the sand barrier with one sword, breaking out the layers of sand and dust.
Try your best to run forward.
There were countless people, or gods, following closely behind her.
Yun Zhongjun personally issued an edict to capture Wang Fuyao's man alive and reward him with a promotion to the rank of god.
This is an irresistible temptation for the gods who have sunk into the ninth heaven of the Nine Heavens Palace.
Idleness is idleness. It is rare that Yun Zhongjun has issued a bounty, and the person he is chasing is just a mortal who has not survived the catastrophe.
What they were fighting for was not whether they could catch up with Wang Fuyao, but who could catch Wang Fuyao first.
"Hey, isn't this Huang Shangxian? Why don't you go boating in the South China Sea? What are you doing in this desert? Is there any grape wine you like here?"
"Lu Ni, you are not reindeer in the Bamboo Sea, but you are bringing your beasts here to run wild, what are you pretending to be!"
"Hahaha, Yun Zhongjun has entrusted you with something, how dare you not come?"
They chased leisurely and had time to joke with each other, but Wang Fuyao was nervous about running away.
She gritted her teeth and kept making formations under her feet. Most of these formations came from Wang Xiaotai's gifts. Even the sky-cutting sword in her hand came from Wang Xiaotai's careful casting.
The dragon tooth of the Dragon King was tempered in the sword house for thirty years. In order to forge this sword, five swordsmiths died in succession.
Wang Xiaotai gave her the Heaven-cutting sword, hoping that she could overcome all difficulties with one sword, cut through the sky with all her strength, and drink the dragon's blood.
Now, the Heaven-Destroying Sword has to really kill the sky.
She didn't know where she could escape, but she couldn't stop.
Because she is not alone.
These gods hunted her, and she was not wronged.
Because she stole something from the lofty Jiuchongtian Baiyujing.
A treasure that must not be coveted.
Wang Fuyao once again crushed a talisman in her storage bag. The formation under her feet rotated, and she was thousands of miles away in an instant.
The formation talismans that Wang Xiaotai gave her were different from those of others.
The activation of the formations contained in the talisman requires the injection of spiritual power. The more powerful the formations, the more spiritual power they consume.
But maybe it's because Wang Xiaotai himself has been a mortal for a long time, or maybe it's because these black-robed priests under Wang Xiaotai are mortals. They firmly believe that mortals are bound to die, and all mortals will take care of themselves.
The talisman formations made by Wang Xiaoti do not require a large amount of spiritual power to activate. These talisman jades themselves will absorb nearby spiritual power, convert them into keys, and activate the formations in them. Even this large teleportation array does not require a lot of consumption. Spiritual power.
I don't know how she did it, but even a baseless mortal can use these special talismans and talismans.
Wang Fuyao fought her way down from the Nine Heavens and used at least thousands of talismans and tens of thousands of talisman papers, but she is still full of spiritual power in her inner palace and has the strength to fight.
"Ayun, you can't go to the old mother's palace."
A hand was placed on Wang Fuyao's back, sending spiritual power to her.
Wang Fu shook his head and said without looking back, "I know."
Not long after, the hand dropped. His spiritual power was exhausted, and the next time might have to wait a long time.
Even if she has alluring beauty, she wouldn’t be replaced by Li Jiutuan.
The person Wang Fuyao stole from Bai Yujing was Li Jiutuan.
It is difficult to describe the shock of seeing Li Jiutuan again in Bai Yujing. As if by some strange combination of circumstances, Yun Zhongjun did not know what he was doing, but he actually left Li Jiutuan's side.
Wang Fuyao carried the unconscious Li Jiutuan on his back, tore off the cloth strips from his body, and tied Li Jiutuan tightly behind him.
When she put Li Jiutuan on her back, Wang Fuyao felt a sore nose.
Li Jiutuan is taller and stronger than her.
But that was all in the past.
Li Jiutuan was so skinny now that he was almost just a skin bag hanging on his bones. It didn't seem heavy even if he was carried on his back.
This was a Taoist monk she had not seen for hundreds of years and who had endured countless hardships.
She wanted to bring him back to earth.
Perhaps it was because the ants' resistance finally offended the gods. High in the sky, the immortal Taoist sleeves flicked, and there was a storm in the world.
This brush contains the contempt and anger of the immortal.
It's your blessing that I'm here to kill you. Of course you should kill me at your neck, so how can you resist?
How dare you resist?
The immortal, dressed in white robes, looked at Wang Fuyao, who was still running away desperately with Li Jiutuan on his back, and shook his head, showing an expression of extreme contempt and mockery.
Using the Immortal Family's methods, countless flowing clouds turned into filaments, coming from all directions, stretching like chains towards the pair of desperate mandarin ducks on the ground.
The immortal pressed down like a mountain, trying to crush Wang Fuyao and Li Jiutuan on her back into meat cakes.
As for what Yun Zhongjun said about being captured alive?
Yun Zhongjun did not say that he would keep their bodies in this life and leave a trace of their souls. With the help of immortals, they could be resurrected.
The immortal watched with satisfaction as those thin threads of flowing clouds were about to catch up with Wang Fuyao.
This is his special skill. These thin threads of flowing clouds look fragile and dim, and seem to break at the touch of a touch, but in fact, they are extremely refined and pure power, which can only be obtained after being tempered by the thunder for seven or forty-nine days.
He was looking forward to seeing these two mortals cut into pieces by his golden and iron flowing cloud filaments.
They, the nine-level immortals, had been fighting for a long time, trying to be the first to grab these two mortals.
But now his Liuyun Xisi is the closest to Wang Fuyao and the others.
Yun Zhongjun's reward is already at your fingertips.
After this immortal holding the flowing cloud thread, countless immortals and envoys have shown their special skills. Even if they can't grab the top spot, it's good to get some benefits from Yun Zhongjun.
Countless attacks hit the backs of Wang Fuyao and Li Jiutuan.
At this moment, a piece of light gold foil fell in front of the immortal.
This is just an extremely thin piece of gold foil. At first, the falling of the gold foil did not attract anyone's attention.
But when the immortal saw this piece of gold foil, his expression changed drastically and he immediately stopped moving forward.
But there were also many immortals who didn't have time to pay attention to these light and small gold foils, and rushed forward anyway.
An immortal envoy riding an immortal deer passed by the Liuyun Xisi Immortal and galloped down. He also showed a contemptuous and mocking smile at the Immortal. I don't know why he retreated.
The Immortal Deer is extraordinary. With a gentle step of its hooves, the flowing clouds and wind can travel for dozens of miles. The Immortal Envoy riding the Immortal Deer has now become the number one. He licked his lips and seemed to see himself getting rid of his identity as an Immortal Envoy. Be the glory of God.
When his immortal deer descended from the sky and was the first to step on the ground before all the immortals, he could no longer move forward.
Because the fairy deer's hoof has been broken into several pieces.
Then, a thin red line appeared on the deer's neck, which was emitting spiritual light.
The fairy deer whined, and countless thin red lines appeared on the body of the fairy deer that was emitting clear light.
In just half a breath, the fairy deer turned into countless pieces of meat suspended in the air, with faint blood clots falling between the pieces of meat.
The deer head that rushed forward quietly separated from the body and was still floating forward. The accident happened so quickly that you could even see the heat mist spraying from the deer's nose and hear its breathing.
An immortal deer that was sprinting turned into countless pieces of flesh and blood in the sprint.
This scene is extremely weird.
The immortal messenger on the immortal deer did not escape this fate.
A piece of gold foil fluttered lightly on his hand holding the reins. He tried to blow the piece of gold foil away with a breath, but the piece of gold foil did not leave with the force of the wind, but stuck tightly to his body. , the gold foil continued to heat up, and within only half a breath, the angel's fingers were like ripe fruits, swollen and red, and fell one after another.
This piece of gold foil emitted extremely high heat, causing his fingers and hot wax to melt and fall. In an instant, he lost all his fingers.
Seeing the gold foil flying towards him, and the vast rain of gold foil falling slowly, the immortal envoy couldn't care less about the pursuit or the reward, he held on to his severed hand and climbed down from the immortal deer. With a broken back, he climbed to the sky in three steps and fled.
Only a bunch of immortal deer were left in a haphazard pile with complete shape, and even the flesh and blood of an immortal deer could be pieced together.
Venison….deer blood…antler…deerskin…
The deer is really our good friend~
(End of chapter)
