"Hui Gongzi's words, this person's aura around him is extremely chaotic, although his consciousness is not clear, but his partial cultivation is profound, not like a barbarian, but like a cultivator who has gone mad, according to his subordinates' foolish opinion, these barbarians should also be killed by him. ”

Duan Rui nodded and said, "This man killed so many barbarians who did evil, and he did righteous deeds. ”

As soon as he heard this, Sun Mou's pupils shrank, and he immediately said, "Childe, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do this, this person's identity is unknown, and his body is deeply cultivated, if he has bad intentions, I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Duan Ruilang smiled and said, "If there is a bad intention, when he turned back just now, our lives would have been gone, so why wait until now." Since you just said that he went mad, it is better to reward him with a Qingming Pill and help him. ”

After speaking, Duan Rui didn't regularly meet Sun Mou's advice, rode his horse to the corpse of the mortal woman, sighed softly, took out a clean dress from the storage bag and draped it on the woman, and then gently rolled the woman's body into the storage bag, and said softly,

"Don't be afraid, I'll send you back to your parents. ”

After speaking, Duan Rui glanced at the barbarian bones on the ground with extreme disgust, and said coldly, "Such a murderous and bloodthirsty race, even the appearance of death is so terrifying, so don't stay in this world." ”

As soon as the words fell, Duan Rui waved his right hand, and suddenly a large sea of fire burned from the barbarian corpses, and in an instant, the raging fire snake devoured the corpses all over the ground, even if it was raining heavily in the sky, it could not extinguish a trace of fire snake.

The horse's hooves stepped away and walked away, leaving only a pile of ashes behind them, completely washed away by the rain, and there was no trace.

When he opened his eyes, Zhao An's whole person was confused.

Paragraph after paragraph of pictures sifted through his mind, some scenes Zhao An remembered, and most of them were extremely unfamiliar pictures, but they felt so real.

He only remembered that he was thrown into a huge black hole, and all the way down, countless purple thunderbolts bombarded him frantically, if it weren't for the protection of Jiang Sansui's robe, I am afraid that even if he escaped death under Lin Xingchen's ghostly green fire, he would never be able to survive the huge black hole.

And after falling to the ground again, he only felt that the whole person was wrapped in an extremely rich and terrifying death qi, and the dead qi poured into his body, although it helped him recover his injuries with the Thousand Illusions Reincarnation Dao, but it also blurred his divine sense, and the whole person was like a walking corpse, except for walking, walking, and there was no other consciousness.

In a blur of consciousness, he seemed to see a welcoming team, and then he didn't know why he followed in a daze, and then he couldn't remember anything that happened after that, just as if he had been fed something, and then a cool feeling suddenly came straight to his mind, and the whole person was extremely comfortable.

"Robes ......?!"

Zhao An suddenly sat up, and subconsciously touched his hand to his body, but what he touched was soft clothes.

"Huh?"

Zhao An's pupils shrank, and he saw that he didn't know who had changed into a clean dress on his body at this time, and the netherworld green fire on his chest had long been devoured and eliminated by the dead qi on his body, not to mention that he was seriously injured, and he didn't even have a scar, and beside him was neatly placed his storage bag and Jiang San's torn robe.

His divine sense suddenly opened, and seeing that his storage bag had not been touched, Zhao Anxin loosened slightly, but Jiang's three-year-old robe was as tattered as a strip of cloth, no different from ordinary rags, obviously all the spiritual power had been consumed to protect Zhao An, and there was no use value.

"It's a pity ......"

Zhao An sighed softly, when he struggled to win the battle for the Heavenly Mandate Tower for the magic faction, and was rewarded with this robe by Jiang Sansui, he didn't think so, and even thought that the other party was playing tricks on him, but he didn't expect that what the other party gave him turned out to be such a life-saving artifact.

Carefully put the robe away and put it back in the storage bag, Zhao An only looked around at this time. I saw that I was in a tent at this time, and the layout in it was extremely simple, except for a bed, a table, and a few stools, there was no decoration or furnishings.

"What is this place?"

Zhao An looked around in surprise, at this time, all the injuries on his body were repaired by the Thousand Illusions Reincarnation Dao, and his divine sense also returned to normal, sweeping away the tent, but saw a young man in the crowd outside standing up and smiling,

"Are you awake?"

"Who are you? What is this place?"

Zhao An's divine sense swept around, and finally his eyes fell on the young man, only the young man's cultivation was the highest, and everyone still faintly respected the young man, obviously he was the one in charge.

The young man's brows furrowed slightly, "Isn't Daoyou a monk in Duanjia City? This is the barren land in the Mirror Underworld, and we are people who have come to this land to experience and exercise, just because I heard that there are barbarians here who are making trouble and killing mortal women indiscriminately, so I am ready to kill those barbarians to protect the mortals, but I didn't expect to be attacked by Daoyou first." Duan Rui would like to thank Daoist friends for their righteous deeds. ”

"Mirror Underworld?" Zhao An's pupils shrank, and he opened his voice.

"Yes, this is the Mirror Underworld, and the location you are in is the Flame Dynasty of the Mirror Underworld. Duan Rui's eyes were a little puzzled, "Could it be that Daoyou is not from here?"

"In Xia Zhao'an, he is not a person from the wilderness, and he has never heard of any Flame Dynasty, so it is an accident to be able to come here. ”

Zhao An's face was calm, but there was an uproar in his heart.

Before, he had heard what Sun Wan said about the reappearance of the demon spots, and in the process of flipping through the ancient books, he learned that millions of years ago, the fairy and demon wars, the demon clan was sealed in the mirror underworld by the way of heaven, and at this time, the audience said that he was thrown into the demon spots!

These words were vague, but he just said that he was not from the Wasteland Continent, not from the Mirror Underworld, which could be regarded as a relatively satisfactory reply at this time.

Duan Ruilang Lang smiled and said, "This makes sense, the vastness of the Mirror Underworld is incalculable, and it is said that the envoys of the Flame Dynasty left the country thousands of years ago in order to draw the territory of the continent, and they are still returning. The exercises of my fellow Daoist are not my Wasteland Continent exercises, and they must also come from other places in the Mirror Underworld. ”

"Can you tell me more carefully about the affairs of this wasteland continent?" Zhao An asked.

"Why not. Duan Rui opened his mouth heartily and said, "The place where you and I are now is a barbarian land on the Barren Continent, not an imperial city. As you can see, the terrain here is dangerous, the climate is unpredictable, and it often snows just in the morning, but after the evening, it is as hot as a desert, with no trees, no food, and extremely thin spiritual power, which is only suitable for barbarians to survive.