From the Resurrection of Reiki to the Age of Doomsday

At this time, Fang Zheng, who had already left, had a mocking smile on his face, and said, "The mastermind behind the scenes has ignored the relationship between me and Qing'er."

"What is your relationship with her?"

Yun Zhiqing asked curiously: "Before that Su Heqing blatantly undressed and hooked up with you in the woods, I didn't believe her at that time, but looking at the relationship between the two of you now, could it be that you weren't hooking up back then? But adultery?"

Fangzheng: "..."

Chapter 737 Uneasy

A flawless plan indeed.

If it was really Su Heqing who came as a guest, under the condition of low trust, no matter whether this plan succeeds or fails, it will plant a seed of doubt in the hearts of people on the right path.

But just doubting is enough to kill Su Heqing.

It's a pity that Yuehai doesn't know how close the relationship between Fangzheng and Su Heqing is... That is the object that Su Heqing is willing to call other women and take the initiative to flatter.

There is more compassion between the two.

Just ask a question in your heart with equanimity.

The two confirmed each other again, and naturally everything became clear.

On weekdays, Fangzheng might still be in the mood to fight wits and courage with these people, or play for a while, after all, it's so cool to confront the enemy with almost cheating devices on.

But now, at a critical moment... Fangzheng is eager to rush back to the Desolate Palace, adding fuel to the confrontation between the two sides.

The monks killed one more expert, and the desolate people would have less help.

Therefore, he directly informed Su Heqing of his location, and then he no longer cared about these trivial matters...

Leave it to Qing'er.

Only at this moment, facing Yun Zhiqing's confused gaze.

Obviously, she still doesn't know the relationship between Fangzheng and Su Heqing.

For a moment, Fangzheng felt a little vain in his heart...

Actually, I didn't feel much before, but ever since Yun Zhiqing mentioned in a strange tone that as long as he likes a woman, she can propose marriage for him.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that the taste in these words is weird... just like the look in her eyes now.

"Ahem, master, don't think too much. Qing'er and I really care a lot, but doesn't she have a good relationship with our Jiumai Peak? She has helped us, so naturally I absolutely believe over her."

Fangzheng was vague, avoiding the important ones...

Even though he himself didn't know why he said that.

But right now, it's not the time to worry about your children's personal relationship.

"Let's go, master, I don't know what's going on in the deserted hall right now."

After hearing the words, Yun Zhiqing didn't ask any more questions...

Although the two have the reputation of master and apprentice, it would be disrespectful to the master to think so, but Fang Zheng always felt that, in fact, in terms of the degree of obedience, the master's obedience may be more than appearance.

The three of them flew to the deserted spot quickly.

At this time, in the deserted palace.

The air moves to the heavens, and the sky and the earth lose their color.

Fierce battles, accompanied by shrill screams, a crack in another dimension suddenly opened in the Desolate Palace, countless visitors from other worlds attacked the Desolate Realm, and the news of the desolation of the Desolate Palace has spread.

For the desolate people, the Desolate Night Palace is a symbol of royal power, and the Desolate Temple is their psychological pillar, and no one will allow anyone to desecrate it.

In all directions, the generals of the barren people quickly returned to the defense, intending to take back the barren palace.

It's a pity that even though most of the monks have scattered in all directions, the twenty or so people staying here are all peerless powerhouses of the refining level, any one of them is enough to set off a bloody storm anywhere, and now they are all gathered in the Desolate Hall.

These people's hearts are as hard as iron, since they have come here, if there is nothing wrong with each other, let it go, since they dare to resist, how can they hold back their hands?

Xuanji never made a move.

Fairy Liuting just waved softly, and the boundless flow swept across, hitting the ground and falling to the sky. The source of water is the weakest, but if it becomes the wave, it is also unstoppable by the mountains... The rushing barren people and beasts are all the most powerful. Elite fighters, but under the absolute strength, the so-called quantity has completely lost its meaning.

Where Wang Yang passed, there was devastation, and the enemy suffered heavy casualties, but the remaining barren people still kept walking, fearless of death, and the momentum of charging and killing became more violent.

"The strength is not weak, but it's just brute force. It seems that this site is an uncivilized place after all. Their use of spiritual energy is too superficial."

Fairy Liuting smiled softly, it doesn't matter how many people come, she can advance to attack, retreat to defend, it may take some effort to kill all these troops by one person, but it's just holding her back a little, it doesn't hurt at all. Not her.

Especially when Liuting hit with all his strength just now, but the true essence recovered very quickly... The joy of recovering the true essence made her feel indescribably happy, and the other monks also shot out one after another, massacring the army below.

The absolute difference in strength is like more than a dozen mammoths rushing into the group of rats, trampled on by their big feet, and corpses are strewn everywhere they pass!

And this time.

36 All the holy generals have already been destroyed, and eight of the twelve bishops have died, including the four major priests. The stronger the strength, the more attention they will attract the attention of these cultivators, and the faster they will die.

The Lord of the Desolate has already been left and right under the sword of Huli Daoist, with many scars, and almost died several times, which means that his strength is extremely strong, and Huli Daoist is not the kind of monk who is good at many spells, otherwise How can the desolate master still have life at this time?

But even so.

Seeing that the Huangdian is so powerful that it can invade any world, but in the hands of these weird humans, it has no resistance at all.

Up to now, except for myself who is still stubbornly resisting, the entire Huangdian, which occupies nearly half of the combat power in the Huangjie, has been completely wiped out in the hands of the enemy.

But there's hope... maybe... there's hope...

The Lord of the Desolation gritted his teeth desperately, and still summoned the army of the Desolate Man to attack with his signal.

Even though all the true cultivators took action and almost wiped out all the strengths of the Desolate Palace... the army was as numerous as a colony of ants, and they could not stop killing them.

For a while, even if he was as strong as a true cultivator, he was restrained by life!

Xuanji has never made a move, and his strength ranks the highest among the crowd. Therefore, he immediately searched for many spirit-calling flowers in advance with secret methods, and then quietly put them away. Everyone was immersed in the killing Among them... let Xuanji do it without anyone noticing.

But at this moment, looking at the battle situation, a strange look appeared on his face.

This Desolate Lord's strength is not weak, but in terms of absolute strength, he is only on the verge of refining the truth, and coupled with the lack of means, he is much inferior to any of them... Now The strength of each of the ten or so people on his side is far above him, and he has no chance of winning at all.

"Strange, he didn't want to escape!"

Xuanji frowned, he was obviously not fighting trapped beasts, he was too calm, always trying to gain the most time with the least injuries.

Not only him, but even the soldiers were persistent in bloody battles. Even though they knew they were invincible, and even though they might not even have the time to fight for a breath, they still went forward and charged forward without fear of death.

In the aftermath, there was a steady stream of soldiers rushing towards the inside.

On the huge hall, there are dilapidated corpses everywhere.

But as a third party, Xuanji sees too clearly that these people have no chance of winning at all, they are just buying time, using human lives to gain time.

But right now there are more than a dozen cultivators guarding here, and this desolate lord is three-headed and six-armed, and he can't make any flowers...

What he is fighting for is not the time here, so it must be...there?

Xuanji looked into the distance.

There, the traces of Ren Shou's battle with Huangdi could not be felt at all.

How could you run so far in a normal battle?

Could it be that there are still some variables?

Thinking about it, Xuanji couldn't help but want to go over and have a look... But as soon as he moved, he stopped.

Just now, the realm that Ren Shou suppressed for a long time finally broke through.

Even in the way of swordsmanship, he seems to have comprehended it... Xuanji saw with his own eyes that his sunset sword energy became more and more obscure and unpredictable. I'm afraid he didn't want people to separate this opponent, so he chose to leave with that Huangdi Bar.

If he went there by himself, he might be able to plan ahead, but I'm afraid he would offend Ren Shou instead.

Forget it, Ren Shouneng has managed Emei to such an extent, he is shrewd, almost his old enemy in the first half of his life... He is not stupid, and the enemy should not have any chance to make waves.

At the moment, he could only suppress the faint uneasiness in his heart.

A boundary.

The future here belongs to their Shushan Mountain. With this rich aura, building Lishu Mountain on top of this barren hall can save a lot of effort.

Thinking of this, Xuanji felt that he really should be rejoicing.

Up to now, the enemy's counterattack has been very weak, and the monks have not found out that they have deceived them, and everything is going smoothly.

Everything is going well...should be happy...

But for some reason, Xuanji couldn't be happy.

In my heart, there is always a slight uneasiness... I always feel that the power of a world is absolutely impossible to be so weak and insignificant as it appears.

Could it be that we are too strong?

Xuanji felt that this might be the only explanation.

Chapter 738 Pay attention to your wording

Not too long.

After all, it will be difficult for the Desolate Lord to resist the invincible, life-killing and unparalleled power of Tiger Soul Saber Qi.

Accompanied by heavy roars of tigers, under one blow, the power of breaking the sky and breaking the earth exploded. Even though the desolate master had a hand to block the ambition of the blue sky, it was difficult to disobey the power of the heaven and the earth after all, accompanied by a burst of bones breaking like popping beans Voices……

Scarlet blood soared into the sky.

The desolate master staggered back two steps, and spat out a mouthful of blood with visceral blood clots.

Weakly kneeling on the ground, he stared at the real Hu Li who seemed to have just warmed up and was twisting his neck at the moment.

But at this time, Huli's giant blade straightened out, and he said dissatisfiedly: "You fell down before I did my best? Judging from your status, you should also be the leader of a sect, the status of the master of a sect, enough to be on par with me..."

Fairy Liuting slowly said: "In terms of status, Huangdian is probably the only sect in this world, but in our place, there are at least a dozen people who are comparable in status to you, let alone those whose status is even higher than yours." Mr. Su...you can't compare to his..."

"But I hit him."

Hu Li sneered and held out his knife, saying: "Desolate Lord, right? You lost, obediently hand over all the treasures you hid, men only ask for money, if you cooperate, we can save our lives!"

The honest man sighed helplessly.

A good orthodox monk, in this guy's mouth, he became a bandit who cut the road and cut the path. Really, he didn't pay attention to his wording at all.

Fortunately, these heretics are not here, otherwise, the face of these orthodox sects can really be thrown into the sky.

The Desolate Lord half-kneeled on the ground, and wanted to get up several times, but the Tiger Soul Saber was extremely fierce, and the knife crossed the place, not only hurt his body, but also caused the tendons in his body to be broken inch by inch. More than ordinary human beings, the desolate master is the best among human beings, otherwise, under this knife, the desolate master may have been crushed into a pulp.

But he still forced himself to stand up, and said with a low sneer: "According to the time, it's almost time."

"what?"

Zhengzheng Zhenren and others were startled at the same time.

And Xuanji's pupils shrank slightly, and he yelled in his heart that it was not good.

Sure enough, the opponent's counterattack still fell on Ren Shou's side...

He no longer cared about whether this action would offend Ren Shou, he jumped up without hesitation, and flew in the direction where Ren Shou and Emperor Huang had left before, but just as the figure got up, suddenly there was a violent shock in the sky and the earth.

A figure was as fast as thunder, rushing forward with endless blood.

Xuanji was flying ahead, and the pine needles in front of him appeared out of thin air. Tens of thousands of pine needles condensed the spiritual shield in front of him. Although he did not use the magic weapon, but only revealed the original source, his defensive ability was more than a hundred times stronger than the spiritual shield in Yao Jinshen's hand...

A loud bang.

Pine needles scattered.

Xuanji had already been knocked back at an even faster speed... The falling speed was extremely fast, but the moment he was about to hit the ground, he suddenly froze, and he stood back to the ground lightly.

There was a serious look on his face.

Sure enough, it was still an accident.

Ren Shou... Ren Shou...

If you have a strong self-esteem, how come you don't have a brain and are always being calculated by others?

Can't you gain some experience?

Don't need to think too much, it must be that Emperor Huang used some trump card...