"You're late, Great Sage!"
From the low chuckle, Dou Zhan seemed to be keenly aware of his uncontrollable joy.
"The Nine Dragon Balls from the Holy Land of the Dragon Clan were stolen. I encouraged Ao Bing to do it. He flew to the moon with the nine Dragon Balls and brought the moon back to Nanzhanbu Continent."
A look of astonishment flashed through the golden eyes, and the Dou Zhan Buddha's expression became solemn.
"When the moon and the earth become one again, the world-destroying flood will flood South Jambudvipa."
At the end of Sunayanten's words, he laughed ecstatically, and the veins on his forehead were exposed as if the veins on his forehead were exposed in the excitement of the fight.
The black iron pillar standing straight in the sky seemed to be furious, releasing black smoke gas and shrinking.
The mist is thick and thick.
A hand covered with yellow hair held an iron rod three meters long and as thick as a bowl.
The fighting Buddha also has yellow monkey hair growing on his face, showing his most primitive image. He wears a purple gold crown with phoenix wings on his head, a chained golden armor on his body, and walks in lotus root silk on his feet.
When the stick was swung down, the ground collapsed rapidly, revealing a terrifying giant pit more than ten meters deep.
The eldest son of the Demon King was beaten and fell into a huge pit. His landed body was hit with a stick in mid-air, and his whole body hit the wall of the pit and was embedded in it.
A foot stretched out from the front and kicked him in the face, and he was kicked wildly by the floating and standing bright figure.
The ground rumbled and trembled, dirt and gravel splashed, and the remains of buildings all over the ground collapsed.
Luo Mo, who was watching all the fighting, stood silently, standing on the corner of the collapsed house.
There was a curious question coming from the Grant sword in his hand.
"Who is that guy?"
"The eldest son of Demon King Bo Xun!"
Luo Mo answered concisely and clearly, and did not clearly explain where he came from.
The demon king was slightly surprised in the Grant Sword. He didn't expect that ten thousand years ago, the big demon actually had a son.
Luo Mo did not stay any longer, turned around and jumped to the ground, looking for the lost demon sword Yu Ye and Jialan. When he was near a ruin, he stopped and happened to see Feng Yu bending down to pick up a broken sword.
The light refracted from the sky illuminated the lonely figure, which was razed to the ground beneath its feet and surrounded by ruins.
Sensing someone, he turned his face and saw the expressionless Snake King walking quietly.
"She has become like this. I don't know if she can be saved."
Feng Yu pulled Jialan's head out of the broken sword and handed it back to Luo Mo.
The Demon King, who was sealed in the Gren Sword, saw the young man's forbearing and solemn expression, his eyes were depressed and lonely, and his lips were tightly pursed, showing his hard mind.
"I want to take her back."
Luo Mo didn't say where he was going back, he just left. He turned around and left without any regrets. His back looked lonely and lonely.
The Grant Sword stuck diagonally on the ground shone brightly in the skylight.
Holding the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand, he pulled out the demon sword.
"Are you going to take revenge now? The Buddha has already come forward to fight against us, so there should be nothing wrong with you."
The sword body releases black gas, and the drifting wind beams are like flying dragons. They automatically dissipate and disappear into the palm of the host's hand.
"Where is Leng Xian'er?"
"How could I know this? Didn't you ignore me before and run to save her? Where did you throw her?"
It should be that Jialan hid her somewhere, but the little girl with only her head left could no longer open her eyes.
Just when Fengyu was at a loss, a stray cat came to his feet and made a cute meow.
Although he didn't know where it ran out from, Feng Yu recognized who it was.
Under the former steel city, a stray cat buried in the rocks let out a sad cry. It was Fengyu who rescued it.
Later, stray cats often wandered around the Steel City, hoping to meet their saviors.
It saw the appearance of the savior and the girl together, endured the fear of war and hid in a safe place to observe them.
"Do you know each other?"
"I saved it."
"Haha, here to repay the favor."
It rubbed its head against the savior's leg, opened its mouth, bit the trouser leg and pulled on it, as if to say, "Follow me."
Feng Yu understood it and followed its lead.
The orange stray cat ran with jumping steps, crossing piles of rocks. Sometimes it would look back to see if its savior was following.
Feng Yu followed it to the east, which was the direction of the sea, and found Leng Xian'er in a huge pile of rocks.
Although the dry and charred body was buried by the pile of rocks, it was surrounded by a silver barrier, so it was not injured by the collapsed house.
Feng Yu, who was half-kneeling, turned over the rocks one by one with his bare hands and took Leng Xian'er out.
The energy of the silver barrier also disappeared at this time, and it collapsed into pieces.
"You came just in time. If you were a minute later, she would have turned into a meat pie."
The words sounded from the savior's palm, and the attracted orange cat looked up curiously.
At this time, a stone hit its feet. It was so frightened that its hair exploded and it grinned in a certain direction.
"The guy who brought war to this world, why aren't you dead yet?"
"Get out of this world!"
"Give us our home."
Four children wandering around here discovered Fengyu. The youngest was in his teens and the older was twelve or thirteen years old. They either lost their parents or their parents died in the war, so they fled here to rest.
Covered in filth, they threw stones at the ominous existence in their eyes, venting their anger and disgust.
"Get out of this world quickly! We don't like you!"
"It's all your fault."
Feng Yu turned his face away, and with just one look, the children were so frightened that they staggered back a few steps.
The four little ones on the ground started to panic, watching with uneasiness as their elder brother approached holding the charred mummy.
"Don't come here! What do you want to do?"
"Don't hurt us."
They did not run away because of fear. Their thin bodies drew closer to each other, and they posed as if they were about to fight. Their expressions were serious and they clenched their fists.
Little do they know that the only light and salvation is right in front of them.
The sound of dragon roars echoed between heaven and earth, and five heavenly dragons flew low in the sky from far to near, looking down at the figures on the ground.
A golden dragon swept down very quickly, opened its mouth and took Feng Yu away.
When the four children saw this, they were so frightened that they sat down on the ground.
The overly frightened orange cat jumped into the arms of its savior and fell into the dragon's mouth.
"Can you help the children on the ground and send them to a safe place?"
The golden dragon opened its mouth slightly and glanced at the companion beside him.
Bailong instructed him to turn around and fly.
The children who were staring blankly at the sky saw a dragon flying back again, and they were so frightened that they peeed and ran away.
"Wow! It's really a dragon!"
"What a big one."
They were caught by four dragon claws respectively, and flew off the ground screaming, their innocent and childish shouts carrying a bit of joy.
There was also a child who was so frightened that he cried loudly. He put his hands together and prayed and prayed, begging for mercy in a childish way: "Oh, Brother Dalong! Don't eat me!"
The white dragon flew towards the coast, where many humans gathered.
