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Jishengyu hasn't come back yet. According to his temperament, if he is in danger, he will run in the opposite direction.
That is
North!
Bai Chen galloped at the height of ten thousand meters, the speed played to the extreme.
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Fengmeng and jishengyu have no chance of winning the net.
After a fierce battle, Fengmeng successfully killed more than ten spirit emperors, but she was also seriously injured.
Jishengyu seizes the opportunity and tears a hole, which leads her out of the siege.
This time, Jisheng Yu ran away with Fengmeng on his back, and the strong men in the net behind him pursued him.
Cold wind in the ear across, like a knife, cut Jisheng Yu face some tingling.
Seeing the sword mark on his face, Feng Meng raised her hand with tears in her eyes. She wanted to touch his cheek, but she didn't dare to touch it.
"I'm fine, Fengmeng. Believe me, I'll take you out today!"
Jisheng Yu stares into the distance with his eyes. He always feels that the sky in front of him seems to have some mysterious power, sending out different energy of heaven and earth.
But Fengmeng has no intention to think so much now.
"The wound is so deep I'm sure I'll leave a scar in the future... " She choked with heartache.
"Ha ha, if we can get out of the net alive today, thank God. We don't care if we leave scars."
"That's not the same! You, you are so beautiful, how can you disfigure It's all because I was too careless and consumed so much spiritual power at the beginning... "
"Don't blame yourself. If you really want to talk about responsibility, it's also my fault that I have no strength. It's only because I've delayed you."
As Ji Sheng Yu was talking, his figure suddenly stopped.
His body seemed to tremble at the sight of something extraordinary.
"What's the matter?"
Fengmeng takes her eyes away from his face. When she looks forward, she is stunned by the endless red world in front of her.
At this time, they are in the cliff, and the opposite world, endless, are rolling magma.
Those fiery red lava, just like the bloody sea level, waves with the wind.
At the same time, in their hearts, there are shocking ripples.
"Magma world..."
Feng Meng murmured to herself, eyes extremely dull: "fled for more than two months, we actually came to the East wilderness."
"What do you mean, this is the East wilderness?" Jishengyu was shocked.
"Well."
Feng Meng nodded.
Hearing this, Ji Shengyu's heart trembled.
East wilderness, the place where crazy was born.
For example, Kuang, Qingdi, Zeus, his royal highness Luoluo, and many dragon strongmen all came from a force called the wasteland in the East.
In those days, the place that made the star haze Temple extremely afraid, now it has become such a world full of death.
Because of the tumbling magma, the temperature is very high, making the sky formed a large convective cloud.
Under the cover of those clouds, the rain fell, and the rain filled the magma, forming a mist.
Such a world can be called a place of purgatory.
No wonder there is no one in the East wasteland now.
"Further on, there is an endless world of magma. This terrible high temperature will continue to erode our spiritual power until it is exhausted..." Feng Meng's face was at a loss.
This is a dead end!
"Why don't we just fly to the stars?" Feng Meng suddenly proposes.
"No way."
Jishengyu shook his head.
"Why?"
She was puzzled.
"Because I have a grudge against Xinglan temple."
Ji Shengyu said frankly.
Flying out of the atmosphere, it will appear in the sight of the twelve Star Palace of Xinglan temple.
The so-called twelve Star Palace, in fact, is not the distant twelve constellations, but the twelve palaces made of starstones around LAN star.
These palaces are connected to each other by teleportation array, and all the Mars can reach Leo in an instant.
Leo, above the Middle Kingdom, is the home of emperor Tiandi and Xiao Yuan.
At this time, Jisheng Yu would rather die than expose their whereabouts in the wild dragon empire.
"Then let's go ahead. Life or death is up to fate."
Feng Meng's eyes are firm suddenly.
"I'm sorry, I'm the one who bothered you I'm really... "
Before Ji Shengyu had finished speaking, the void in front of him was suddenly torn open two dark holes. Fan Xing and Fei Yuan came out of the void with a ferocious face. The palms of the two people carried a terrible wind and patted Ji Shengyu close at hand.Seeing this scene, Fengmeng is shocked, but she has no strength to fight back.
At the critical moment, jishengyu suddenly moved his sword forward and read it softly.
The cracked sword body immediately turned into a white Python and protected them.
Bang!
Bang!
Two palm wind, directly and ruthlessly patted on the python.
At this moment, the python finally couldn't resist the two men's palm wind, and then it burst into stone foam all over the sky.
The stone foam turned into iron dust and drifted away with the wind. It also announced that jishengyu, a famous sword that had accompanied him for many years, was completely destroyed.
The powerful impact made them retreat all the way back. Jishengyu held Fengmeng's sword and pulled it out.
"Lend me the sword!"
"Well."
They hit it off.
Facing the two people in front of him, Ji Shengyu suddenly flew to the sea of fire, then stood in the hot waves, endured the terrible high temperature, and held his hands tightly to the sword.
"This starting style...?!"
Fan Xing and Fei Yuan look at each other.
Within a moment, a strong wind whirled from the foot of jishengyu.
Suddenly, one lightsaber after another was transformed and suspended in the sea of fire. In the blink of an eye, a dense sword rain had formed.
"He's a man of wanjian Shenzong!"
Fan Xing couldn't help being shocked.
At this time, Jisheng Yu finally raised his double swords to the sky. His bloody face was full of ferocious color, as if gambling on the last hope, and he uttered an angry roar: "ten thousand swords return to one!"
Whew, whew, whew, whew -
a million flying swords, whistling up in the same direction in the sky, finally directly formed a huge ancient sword, carrying ancient and mysterious power, suddenly appeared in the vast world.
The next moment, the blade of the ancient sword pointed at fan Xing.
"I
Fan Xing was shocked.
But he didn't have time to think about it. The huge ancient sword turned into a silver competition in an instant, which penetrated fan Xing's chest at a terrible speed that no one could dodge.
Through the blood hole in fan Xing's chest, Fei Yuan, sitting on the ground, can clearly see the fierce breathing of Jisheng Yu in the sky, which is obviously exhausted.
At this time, more than 80 spirit emperors in the rear also caught up. When they saw that fan Xing, the leader of the net, had died here, their faces changed dramatically.