"The essence of the body comes and goes is better than the dirty and silenced immortal courtyard."

Fang Huamei showed a relieved smile on her face.

He looked at the spirit-seeking general above.

The other party is using his martial arts to search for all possible traces of this world.

So I didn't notice him at all.

"Search your mom's head."

Fang Huamei cursed.

Then, a faint golden light emanated from his body, and it was extremely fast. In an instant, it spread out millions of miles, dyeing the world a golden color.

"not good."

The spirit-searching god in the fairy world above realized something was wrong and looked down at Fang Huamei.

But it's too late.

Under the influence of this golden light, in the chaotic world, countless golden light columns suddenly emerged from the surface, soaring into the sky, as if they were golden swords that symbolized indomitableness and resistance, stabbing into the sky.

The heaven and earth have righteous energy, and are mixed and manifold.

It seemed as if at this moment, in the chaotic world, countless creatures who died of immortal tribulation, countless plants, rivers, lakes, seas, countless rocks and soil all let out angry roars.

Saw!

The sound of burning red iron tongs passing through butter sounded.

The hundreds of spirit-searching gods were swept by the golden lightsaber and could not even scream, so they turned into ashes. The various spirit-searching gods in their hands also exploded with thumping fragments, and the fragments burst into all directions.

"What a beautiful fireworks."

Fang Huamei looked dazzling.

Sudden--

"Former...sen, your body..."

A weak voice came from the ruins of the Xiandao advance camp next to him.

Fang Huamei turned her head and took a look.

But on a mountain of corpse blood, a young man in a scholar's robe was covered in blood, as if he was crawling out of the sea of ​​blood, looking at him in shock.

"Who are you?"

Fang Huamei asked.

"Sister... Jun Wuyao, a disciple of the Moxiang Shuhai, you are about to melt..." Xueshuang Sect's name was signed up, and he said hurriedly and loudly as if he was reminded.

Fang Huamei nodded and laughed proudly.

"Oh, the nerd in Moxiang Shuhai is still alive, it's your fortune... Is my body? It doesn't matter, it's just a 'transformation'. It's just a scattered tens of thousands of years of cultivation and the world, sacrifice yourself to seal all traces of the galaxy world for two hundred years, so that the fairy world can no longer find traces of the major galaxy worlds. Hahaha, how about it? Do you think I'm great?"

Jun Wuyao was stunned.

That day, he chased out of the Dui channel and took the medicine of [Dream and God Misty] and severely injured the monk, making him unable to enter the channel again.

However, later, he fell into the hands of the Immortal Dao Advance Team and was tortured in all kinds of ways. He was a matter of life and death.

But who knew that all kinds of inhumane torture him almost torture him to death, but magically counteracted the side effects of the medicine [Dream Drunken God Confused] in his body and entered a state of fake death.

Just as Li Mu, Yuan Hu and Xiao Jiu attacked the Immortal Dao Camp, Wei Andong was shocked to escape. The panicked slave fairy threw Jun Wuyao's body directly into the pile of corpses, allowing him to escape.

It was not until just now that he was soaked in the sea of ​​immortal blood that he was swept by the waves and pushed to a mountain of corpses, and then he slowly woke up.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Fang Huamei killing the spirit-seeking general. My heart was very excited. However, I didn’t have time to be happy. I saw Fang Huamei’s figure, like a smoke shadow in the wind, gradually dissipating. I was shocked and reminded me.

Unexpectedly, I got such an answer from Fang Huamei's mouth.

Sacrifice oneself for justice?

Although he has been used to seeing all kinds of generous and tragic people and seeing countless people sacrifice in various ways, Jun Wuyao was still shocked when he looked at Fang Huamei's smiling face that gradually faded.

"Senior, a true sage."

Jun Wuyao struggled to get up and wanted to bow.

"Haha, how to stay comfortable, you nerds have a lot of red tape. I didn't like you back then..."

Fang Huamei is quite unwilling to be authentic.

His figure was as thin as a phantom.

But Jun Wuyao still stood in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and saluted respectfully.

Fang Huamei had no choice but to silence, shook her head, and said, "Okay, the chaos world has been destroyed, the creatures have been destroyed, and the garrison in the fairy world may come, maybe not. You pedantic little scholar, just live well, take a look at the world for me, and see the mountains, rivers and plants. Two hundred years later, if you can wait until Li Mu and others return, let that bastard kneel down and sing a stick of incense on my tomb."

After saying that, the breeze came gently.

The last trace of Fang Huamei's thrush left between heaven and earth completely dissipated.

The last step of the action of covering the sky was finally completed.

Except for the old charlatan who killed himself, everything else was perfect.

Jun Wuyao was covered in blood, standing quietly on the sea of ​​blood, with his ears surging waves of bloody storms, like the wrath of the sky and the crying of the ground.

He was speechless for a long time.

...

...

Fairyland.

Dongshengzhou, Manjue Realm, Qingshui Kingdom.

The Cang'er Mountain, which is 100,000 miles away, cannot fly, and the immortals are sad to cross.

This is the once blessed land of the world.

Today, there are poor mountains and rivers, with miasma, poisonous dragons and beasts entrenched, and fairylands are rarely seen.

In the eastern part of Cang'er Mountain, under the Xianjue Cliff.

In a pool covered with poisonous miasma for many years, bubbles suddenly appeared, as if a monster was rolling under the water.

Plop!

Several figures emerged from under the water.

"Huh... this teleportation almost drowned. Is this the fairy world?"

Li Mu's figure emerged from the water and gasped in big breaths.

"Wang, I feel a little weak," Xiaojiu's wet head also emerged from the water.

Its feet skillfully treads water, allowing the entire upper body to surface. It opened its mouth as soon as it opened its mouth and spit out a special flower pot made by the breeze.

The morning glory in the flowerpot is still there, green and full of vitality.

Xiaojiu was relieved.

Gudong.

Yuan Hu also emerged.

"This is the reincarnation pool?"

He looked around vigilantly.

This is a pool that seems to have been abandoned for a long time. The edge of the Tan is covered with weeds and miasma. The visibility is less than 100 meters, covering up all traces of human activities.

"Go ashore first, be careful of the poisonous miasma around you."

Li Muyou reached the shore and climbed to the shore.

At this time, you can only see more details after careful observation.

There are neatly stacked rocks beside the pool. Although the texture is mottled, the surface is rough and the pits are bumpy, it can be vaguely distinguished that the pool is not naturally generated, but is built by acquired processing.

It was just because of his disrepair that he was already in panic.

"This is the fairy world, why do you feel worse than the Chaos World?"

Xiaojiu held his flowerpot and jumped ashore carefully.

It originally wanted to find some specialties in the fairy world such as fairy soil or fairy springs to nourish morning glory, but when it saw such a panic scene, it immediately gave up its mind disappointedly.

"It seems that this pool is one of the few reincarnation pools that can be used in the fairy world."

Li Mu observed for a while and came to a conclusion.

No matter what, let’s leave here first.

A man, a dog and a monkey were about to leave, and at this moment, a gurgling sound came from the reincarnation pool again, and the surface of the pool seemed to be boiling, boiling violently.

What's going on?

Is there a water monster?
To be continued...