Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

The hardness of this eggshell is far greater than ten thousand years of black iron!

This is impossible!

Luo Wuji looked in disbelief and stabbed Feng Ci with half of his sword.

Feng Ci suddenly became interested. This man was not as clever as Yun Hai. How did he become a Taoist priest?

Stab it! ——

The sound of metal colliding was slightly harsh.

Everyone on the field was upset by the sound.

Luo Wuji also lost his usual calmness and watched half of the remaining sword in his hand shatter into powder.

puff! ——

The contracted sword was destroyed, and Luo Wuji suffered an extremely serious backlash. His consciousness was stung, making Luo Wuji look pale and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Luo Wuji's lowered eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

He, a high-ranking Taoist priest in the Nine Provinces, was actually bullied into this by an egg. If word got out, where would he lose his face!

Luo Wuji's eyes turned scarlet as he stared at Feng Ci, his spiritual power surged.

Immediately, all the monks under the Void God were silent, their faces were bloodless, and their foreheads were covered with fine sweat.

Baili Wenyue almost fell off his sword. He tried hard to steady himself, his eyes flashed with joy. Fortunately, Heidan didn't do that to him!

Yunhai saw Luo Wuji's state and secretly thought that it was not good. Apparently Luo Wuji was angered by Heidan and was actually preparing to launch a false god attack directly on Heidan.

Luo Wuji must not be allowed to launch an attack here, otherwise others will surely suffer!

Yun Hai looked at each person and the egg, and felt a headache. Yun Hai raised his broad hand to create the virtual god realm, trying to pull Luo Wuji and Feng Ci into it together.

However, the only ones who truly entered the realm were Yun Hai and Luo Wuji.

Yun Hai and Luo Wuji stared at each other inside the virtual god's domain, while Feng Ci watched the show outside the domain.

snort!

Even a mere false god wants to bring it into the realm, which is a wishful thinking!

No wonder this small world is called the land abandoned by the gods.

If a virtual god is so weak, how can he expect other people to be strong?

A powerful virtual god in a normal small world can shrink to an inch and cross thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, but the virtual god here always needs to use the teleportation array wherever he goes.

Moreover, the powerful virtual gods can already touch a trace of the rules of heaven and earth, and can stand in the sky without the need to control objects.

But the virtual god in the land abandoned by the gods seems to be unable to do this.

"Repay my master!" Su Yanran stared at Feng Ci with her eyes fixed on her, feeling an extremely strong sense of resentment in her heart.

Feng Cigen ignored Su Yanran and continued to choose the next target.

At this moment, everyone on the field looked at Feng Ci with burning eyes.

Even the Taoist Priest Wuji can deal with the egg, if it can be contracted, wouldn't it be able to reach the sky?

Everyone's eyes were almost entirely on Feng Ci's balls.

Only one person stared at the broken sword, with endless sadness in his eyes.

This person is Dugu Jianyi.

As soon as Dugu Jian looked at the fragments of the broken sword, his lowered hands were shaking and his heart was bleeding.

The Wind God Sword was destroyed like this!

The only thing left by the ancestor no longer exists. Is it necessary to revive the Dugu family?

Dugu Jian's black hair danced lightly in the wind, and his handsome eyebrows hid a pair of cold, arrogant and clear eyes, like a lone eagle in the dark night, alone and proud of the world.

When he saw the Wind God Sword the day before yesterday, he was still thinking about how to take it back from the enemy?

Now the enemy was only slightly injured, but the ancestor's sword was completely damaged. Dugu Jianyi seemed to have lost the motivation for revenge in an instant, and his whole body was filled with an aura that would repel people thousands of miles away.

Yan Moyu, who was standing next to Dugu Jianyi, asked softly: "Second senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Dugu Jian came to his senses and shook his head, "Nothing."

"Second Senior Brother, I hope you will always be with me on this journey of cultivating immortality." Yan Moyu's smooth and fair face showed cold handsomeness, the corners of his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his pair of deep pupils were like a cheetah in the dark.

"Mo Yu, the road to immortality is long and lonely. No one can always accompany you." Dugu Jianyi felt even more uncomfortable in his heart.

If there was no hatred lingering in his heart, he would not be unable to break through to the gods, and he would not always be afraid of contact with the people of Lingyun Sect.

Dugu Jianyi was really scared. He was afraid that one day he would become afraid of death because of some emotions, which would cause the sword in his hand to show fear and prevent him from practicing the last move of "Illusion Sword Art".

Not being able to master the last move means that he cannot kill an enemy several times stronger than himself.

"If the person walking in front always intentionally waits for the person behind, in that case, we can always accompany each other. Second Senior Brother, if I am always waiting for you in front, will you accompany me on this path of cultivating immortality? ?" Yan Moyu asked seriously.

Dugu Jian's sword eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and an emotion spread in his heart.

Dugu Jian immediately dispelled his emotions. The road to revenge is a road destined to destruction. He decided not to involve other people.

Dugu Jian denied expressionlessly: "I am a swordsman. The path is different and we cannot go together."

"Sword cultivation?" Yan Moyu murmured to himself.

Yan Moyu's cheetah-like eyes shone with a ghostly light. Dugu Jianyi was his second senior brother, and he would never let Dugu Jianyi choose self-destruction!

Yan Moyu was sure that the feeling just now was not wrong. The death energy on Dugu Jianyi came from the bottom of his heart.

If a person wants to die, it must be because he has no worries.

He didn't understand why Dugu Jianyi suddenly became despairing, but he had to let Dugu Jianyi want to live, be concerned, and be reluctant to let go...

Yan Moyu's eyes fell on the broken sword, and he had some guesses in his mind.