Counting the comatose period, Wen Yiming has enjoyed more than a year and a half of family fun on Roaring Island.

Except for accompanying his family, he didn't deliberately inquire about the news of the outside world, including the dragon soul, no one reported anything to him.

There are many people in the outside world who are asking about him, but the center of the ice field is not an easy place to set foot in, and now that the ice lake has widened, it is basically impossible for ordinary people to spy on information.

Under the deliberate blockade of the ally Tianji Alliance, the outside world is not even clear whether Wen Yiming is still alive.

At this moment, in the Holy Demon Temple, on an isolated high platform, the faintly fluctuating back looked very strange.

Below, a group of gods of war bowed and retreated, their backs turned, their faces blurred as if they were in deep water.

He looked at the two old men who stayed behind, and said in a deep voice: "Ancient capital, Wen Yiming must have taken forbidden potions back then, you are in charge of the Dark Demon Sect, and you are responsible for this matter, if this formula is mastered, we will no longer be afraid of guarding the god of war, and we will no longer be afraid of doing things." ”

One of the old men, whose eyebrows were like dense jungles, bowed down and said, "Holy Lord, my subordinates will do their best, but... The formula must be on Wen Yiming, the Divine Seal Flow can't have it, and Roaring Island, we can't get valuable news at all. ”

The figure with the ghostly light fluctuating up and down his body is the Holy Lord of the Holy Altar, Long Zhengu!

"Don't worry, the Divine Seal Flow doesn't need to put too much energy into paying attention, don't startle the snake. Long Zhen said with a lonely hand: "As long as Wen Yiming lives, he will definitely walk out of Roaring Island, this is a person who is not willing to be lonely." ”

Lonely's thick eyebrows moved slightly, and he raised his head and said, "Holy Lord, it is better to let your subordinates send masters to test and tempt, you speculate that if that farmer is really a guardian spirit, he may not care about this matter." ”

Long Zhengu snorted softly: "This person is on the periphery of the ice field all the year round, don't send a single soldier to provoke, he is not as easy to talk as our patron saint of the Western Regions." ”

Then, he looked at another old man and said, "Gumu, you sent someone to stay near the Tianci Tower, Wen Yiming has entered the Martial Saint, and there is no name on the Tianci Title Tablet, which means that this kid has not yet gone to the Tianci Tower to accept the title trial, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, um... Let Cai Zhi and Tang Shi be together, the two of them have cooperated for many years, and it should be foolproof to catch them alive!"

Gu Mu clasped his fists and nodded, and then said: "Holy Lord, my subordinates think that if Wen Yiming is still alive, it is better to decisively get rid of it, the ability he has shown has become more and more difficult to estimate, although his Shura battle body is good, but... For the sake of the Buddha, for the sake of the serpent?"

Long Zhen waved his hand and said, "Whether his Shura battle body is reduced to a cultivation thing, or he becomes a demonized warrior of my altar, it is a top-level killing weapon. Alright, stand down!"

After Gu Mu and Gu Du left, Long Zhengu looked at the dim crystal mirror in the distance with a slight distraction, shook his head and muttered: "The Holy Demon Cave is estimated to have three more years, Xiuzhu, I hope you can come back with the inheritance!"

Gu Mu's reminder made him feel a little troubled.

It's a pity that he can't take action in person, and now he has entered the super god of war, the four guardian gods are quite familiar with the breath of the super god of war, and they are familiar with each other, once he makes a move, I am afraid that he will attract at least two guardian gods.

He looked forward to the end of the world coming soon, and when the entire continent was in turmoil, no one had time to pay attention to him.

He really wanted Gu Mu, the peak god of war, to take action in person, and he thought about it or endure it again.

The Guardian God of War tolerates the Dark Demon Cult, the Shrine, and many evil forces in the world, this is just a balance of survival, he knows it well.

It's not once or twice that Gu Mu persuaded himself to kill Wen Yiming, and the last time he moved, he thought that he could use the hand of Tianwen Palace to eradicate his joint natural disasters, but unfortunately it was beyond everyone's expectations.

How could he not see Wen Yiming's potential and the horror of growing up, but he was really reluctant to give up the once-in-a-lifetime Shura battle body, which was really a dilemma.

It was a big mistake to want to take Liang Zhi for his own use back then, and he really didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, so he sighed and took out the communication card.

Not long after, Gu Mu came, and just as he was about to bow down, he was interrupted by Long Zhengu waving his hand, and said heavily: "Let Tang Shi and Cai Zhi go to investigate Shu Jianfeng's whereabouts!"

"Then, who will go to the Heavenly Gift Tower?" Gu Mu's voice was quite happy, it seemed that the Holy Lord had thought about his own advice.

Long Zhengu pondered for a long time and said, "Thousand Blades God of War!"

Gu Mu nodded and left, extremely happy in his heart, the Holy Lord finally did not use his stubbornness.

The Thousand Blades God of War was the most proud achievement of the Holy Lord back then, and it was because of this that he had the idea of capturing Liang Zhi alive, but unfortunately he had not succeeded for so many years, and now there was another Wen Yiming, he really didn't want the Holy Lord to make the same mistake.

He was relieved now, as long as the Holy Lord sent this person, he would have made up his mind not to leave a word.

......

A lot of changes have taken place in the continent, and the entire martial arts world will feel a trace of inexplicable panic from the occasional news obtained from the Heavenly Machine Tower.

In the Western Regions, it is said that there are many black-winged lynxes in the Extreme Dao Ridge, and they will not look for their own burrows, but wander around, and in the direction of the Thousand Buddha Temple and the Nine Heavens Immortal Rudder, a suicide insect called the Exploding Cryptocicada was found, which was quite powerful, but there were not many of them.

The southern abyss, known as the first abyss in the mainland, has been spreading magma for many years, and although the trend of spreading has not increased in recent years, it has covered in the direction of Yanbei Peak, and there is no grass growing where it passes.

It is estimated that in less than five years, it will cover the entire Yanbei Peak, and then connect the Youyue Dynasty in the east, the southwest ferry in the west, and destroy a large area in the direction of Puhan City and Mingyang City.

Dongsen's martial arts cultivation realm and the major forces were the most uneasy, because the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi seemed to be significantly decreasing, which was completely unsalvage by manpower.

The three passes of northern Xinjiang are still resisting the tide of beasts, and they have not become frequent, but there are many more fierce beasts that are extremely cold and familiar to them, including black-winged lynx, and occasionally there will be exploding cicadas, which is the most headache for the soldiers of the three passes.

The diffusion speed of the Qianli scorched earth has not changed, but it has covered a lot of seas and forests, just like the darkness shrouded in death, with the Qianli scorched earth as the center, it invades towards the four major regions.

Looking from afar, you can see a scorched black ground that is so hard that every step of the walk seems to be sparking, and countless cracks spread out of the bright red magma like blood.

Looking down from above, the magma in those crevices resembles a river distributed on the scorched earth, more like a blood-red cobweb.

In the depths of that dead silence, a slender red dress with her chin on her back looking in the direction of Roaring Island was a very beautiful woman, not knowing what she was thinking.

A desert scorpion emitting black smoke seemed to have been scorched, and it snapped out of the charred and hard ground, and the black slime like asphalt in the hole was still stuck to the desert scorpion's tail hook, pulling out long silk threads.

'Whew!'

The woman raised her arm lightly, and a star silver steel needle pierced the desert scorpion.

It squeaked, but it was not dead or in pain, and pulled out the steel needle with its tail hook, and quickly crawled to the woman's side, and then presented the steel needle to the woman with its front chela.

She sighed, got up, dragged her long cloak, and walked through the lava-filled ravine, leaving small footprints in the scorched earth.

In the footprints, there seems to be a green flame floating in the shadows.

(End of chapter)