Jun Ji was silent, he took a step back, his eyes vigilantly looking at the final wind and his party, ready to fight at any time.

"You two go and kill him." With a contemptuous smile, the final wind pointed at his hand and ordered the two followers of the blue-clothed boy and a black-clothed boy.

Although Jun Ji was a mortal and wounded, he did not mean to underestimate him, because lions would not underestimate their prey because they were weak.

"Yes."

The two henchmen took a moment, then looked at Jun Ji with bad intentions, only to see two glowing dao lines flash from their foreheads, followed by a giant sword and steel claws in their hands.

Equip the pattern!

There are many types of abilities, the most common of which is the equipping ability, which doubles the attack power because the symbolic weapon is more convenient to use.

Suddenly, two people moved.

Rushing towards Jun Ji at a speed beyond the limits of mortals, with a violent sound of breaking wind, the giant sword and steel claws struck at Jun Ji's heart and temple, respectively, mercilessly.

"Hmph."

Jun Ji leaped backwards, and at the same time raised his foot and kicked forward, stepping on the body of the greatsword that arrived first, and defusing the blow, and by this time the claw attack had arrived.

With his foot on the ground, Jun Ji jumped high, and then pressed his right hand on the hand grabbed by the blue-clothed young man, kicked out, and stomped on his face.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have already moved his head under this blow, but the young man in blue only had his head sideways, and he was almost unscathed, but it shocked Jun Ji's soles numbly.

Jun Ji was horrified in his heart, the Dao God Master was really too terrifying, this blue-clothed young man had just stepped into the mortal realm, and his defensive power was so terrifying.

"Huh."

The blue-clothed young man laughed fiercely, and took advantage of the moment when Jun Ji's body was in the air, stepped forward, and hit his head on Jun Ji's forehead, and then kicked Jun Ji out with a right-handed kick.

The black-clothed young man disappeared from the spot with a stride at the same time, and the next moment he appeared behind Jun Ji, the giant sword in his hand was raised and then slashed away, and the person who flew upside down was split in half in an instant.

But it wasn't Jun Ji, but the black clothes on his body, and at the moment when the giant sword slashed, Jun Ji stepped into the air, as if he had stepped on the ground, and his body actually rose into the air again, dodging the blow.

Stepping on the ground, Jun Ji's face turned a little pale, and the momentary battle just now made his wound open.

"Huh...... Not bad. The black-clothed young man looked at Jun Ji with some surprise, if Jun Ji was a Dao God Master like them, he could defeat one of them in that moment of fighting!

"Pretty capable." The blue-clothed young man was also surprised by Jun Ji's fighting talent, but he didn't stop because of this, he stepped forward, rushed towards Jun Ji at a speed even faster than just now, and kicked him in the abdomen mercilessly.

"Poof...... blood burst out from his mouth, Jun Ji was kicked to the ground, and at the same time, the black-clothed young man attacked, and the giant sword in his hand slashed down, directly opening a huge mouth on Jun Ji's body, and the blood suddenly flew all over the sky.

Enduring the sharp pain in his shoulders and abdomen, Jun Ji pushed back with both hands, and his body quickly retreated, distancing himself from the two people, and at the same time, the scale armor of his hands flashed, and the sharp claws that exuded cold light grabbed forward, pulling out several wounds on the two people's bodies.

This time, it was a lose-lose situation.

However, Jun Ji's injuries were obviously much more serious, and his blood was pouring down his shoulders and abdomen as if he didn't want money, and the crimson blood stained the ground red.

"You two shit!"

Seeing the two followers hanging the lottery, Zhongfeng's face was a little ugly, and he scolded, he didn't look at the two people with red ears, turned his head to look at Jun Ji, and said coldly: "You are really amazing, an ordinary person can actually hurt a Dao God Master, if you become a Dao God Master......

Speaking of which, Finally Wind didn't continue, but his intentions were already obvious, and he ...... It will not let Junji continue to live.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw a green serpentine pattern appear on the forehead of the final wind, and the turquoise light flashed with a dangerous aura, and then a fist-sized green ball of light spit out from the mouth of the final wind, and slammed into the ground not far from Jun Ji with lightning speed.

Boom ——!

Intense light spread out from the small ball of green light, and then the cold and incomparably cold energy shock waves directly blew the entire cliff face to pieces, and with a roar, the place where Jun Ji was standing completely collapsed within a radius of ten meters.

"The young city lord's talent ability is so powerful!"

All around, the four followers of Zhongfeng Gui all showed surprised expressions, they were also frightened by this scene, although they also succeeded in opening their souls, but the power of their innate abilities was far from this!

The fierce wave wind hit Jun Ji, and his face flushed, and he was directly thrown out - not that Jun Ji didn't want to hide, but because he was seriously injured, he couldn't hide at all.

"Hahaha, may you have a good family in the next life, if...... Your soul will not be crushed by words. Looking at Jun Ji, who was about to fall into the fog of the forbidden path as he flew out, the final wind showed a cruel smile that did not match his age.

Jun Ji's eyes were completely filled with endless murderous aura at this time, looking at the forbidden fog around him, he knew that he would not escape death this time.

He didn't die under the damnation!

He didn't die under the claws of the Floating Thunder Demon Leopard!

Now he is going to die at the hands of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old ghost, this is something he never thought, although he also thought that in this strange world, he may die in the hands of others one day, but that person will definitely not be this little ghost who has just stepped into the Dao Divine Master!

Junji felt that fate had played a joke on him, a joke that made him not laugh.

How ironic is it that the second son of the Mo family, who dared to go against the heavenly court and kill countless heavenly soldiers and generals, died in the other world at the hands of a little ghost who had just cultivated?

"I know, although I am reluctant, but you can also accompany me!"

Sighing slightly, Jun Ji whispered, and no longer concealed the existence of Yuechen, the earring-sized Yuechen rapidly expanded under his mind, and then turned into green in the eyes of the final wind that was surprised and shocked.

Suddenly, blood splattered.

"You're ......!"

The final wind did not die, and at the most critical moment, a yellow light emanated from him, blocking Yuechen for a moment, and it was this moment that gave him a chance to avoid the fatal blow and escape death.

But his right arm fell in response.

Final Feng's eyes were red, he never thought that Jun Ji would be able to burst out with such an attack before he died, in the moment just now, he felt that the god of death passed by him, if it wasn't for the life talisman given to him by his father, then he would really have to go to the funeral.

It's just that, although he escaped death, the price was an arm, and it was his right hand!

If you lose an arm, you will be crippled in the future, although there are some miracle elixirs that can make people reconnect severed limbs, but that price is not something that the family can pay!

"Damn! Damn it! "The final wind is almost crazy.

Looking at the crazy Final Wind, Jun Ji looked indifferent, originally he wanted to take the opportunity to kill the Final Wind, but he didn't expect that he had a life-saving charm on his body that saved him at a critical moment.

If he misses a blow, he will no longer continue to attack, because at this time they are all on guard, and it is useless to attack again, and with a thought in his heart, Jun Ji summoned Yuechen back, even if he died, he could not let Ji Bo's heirloom fall into the hands of people like Zhongfeng.

The whistling stopped, and at this time, Jun Ji's back had already touched the forbidden mist, and in an instant his clothes melted and disappeared, and then he felt a sharp pain on his back that was no less than that of being struck by the Heavenly Tribulation during the Heavenly Curse.

Jun Ji's eyes gradually dimmed, he knew that he was going to die, but at this moment before he died, he suddenly found that he was not afraid, nor angry, as if everything didn't matter, he touched the moon in his hand, put it on his ear, closed his eyes, and muttered:

"Uncle Ji, it seems that your heirloom can only be my funeral object.

Then, Junji's world was instantly swallowed up by darkness.

……

Donghai City, a remote place on the exchange.

A short old man with a hunched waist was arguing with a middle-aged woman with a big belly over three copper coins, and he was about to start fighting.

Suddenly, his slumped body trembled slightly, stopped, and the old but still sharp bone knife in his hand fell to the ground with a 'bang', he turned his head, looked in the direction of the heavenly pole and was silent for a long time, and finally muttered in a trembling voice: "Stinky boy, don't die, the old man can wait for you to go to the grave for me in the future?" ”

……

"Ahh

Looking at Jun Ji who had not entered the fog of the forbidden path, Zhong Feng did not have the pleasure of revenge in his heart, in his mind, it was a thousand and ten thousand Jun Ji who could not withstand his broken right hand.

His eyes were blood-red, and his eyes were full of incomparable anger, as if he wanted to bring Jun Ji back to life and let him kill him a thousand more times, of course, this was impossible, so he could only roar like this to vent.

"Less...... Young City Lord, what should we do now? On the side, the young man in blue asked timidly, he didn't expect this to happen at all, of course he knew how important his right hand was to a martial artist.

It's almost as important as life—even more important than life, because if you lose a hand, your combat power will be greatly reduced, and your life may be lost because of it.

He was afraid that he would be used as a target for the end of the wind, so he spoke extremely carefully, for fear of angering this young city lord who was not far from madness, as his follower, he knew very well how terrifying the end wind's methods were.

The other three people were also silent at this time, not daring to make a sound.

"Go back!"

Anger is rolling in his heart, how can he still be in the mood to test in the end? However, when the young man in blue heard this, he was a little embarrassed, and said, "But ...... But the trial is not yet ......."

Smack——!

Before the blue-clothed young man could finish speaking, a crisp sound sounded, and then a red palm print appeared on his face.

"I said go back!" Final Wind said with a murderous aura in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, go back immediately!" was slapped in the face, but the young man in blue didn't dare to show dissatisfaction at all, and hurriedly said.

"Hmph, the next time you hesitate to give me orders, I'll kill you."

Leaving the cold words, the final wind held the right hand that had been cut off by Jun Ji, and his body sank into the ancient forest. "Whew~~"

Cold sweat broke out from the blue-clothed young man, and his feet fell limply to the ground, not only him, but also the other three, all of whom were sweating profusely.

"It seems to be really big this time." Looking at the figure that disappeared into the ancient forest, the young man in blue was pale.

"yes, the whole right hand is ...... It seems that the young city lord will be half useless in the future. ”

Another black-clothed young man with a slightly better face shook his head and sighed, "In order to kill a waste who can't cultivate, he actually lost his right arm, do you think it's too worthless?" ”

The boy in black dared to say this because he believed that the other three would not go to the informant.

Although they are all followers of Final Wind, they also know that no matter how loyal they are, Final Wind will not hesitate to let them die if necessary.

Therefore, they naturally do not have a good impression of the final wind behind their backs.

"Hmph, he's just a good old man, if he doesn't have a spirit fetus like that Junji, I don't think he's even a waste." Another chimed in.

"Alright, let's hurry up and pack up here, go back quickly, don't be treated as a victim of discouragement."

"That's right, we just need to do our own thing, what else does it matter to us? When the sky fell, there were tall men on top of it. ”

As he spoke, the four teenagers all stood up, and the young man in blue took out a yellow paper talisman and pasted it on the body of the floating thunder demon leopard, only to see a flash of white light, and the body of the floating thunder demon leopard disappeared without a trace, leaving only the yellow paper talisman slowly falling to the ground.

Picking up the yellow paper talisman, the blue-clothed young man exclaimed: "This storage talisman is really amazing, such a large corpse of the Yuan Beast can be put in." ”

"yes, if only it wasn't disposable." The remaining three teenagers all nodded in agreement, and with that, they all turned into black shadows and swept towards the exit of the Heavenly Pole.

……

What kind of existence is the Forbidden Fog?

How exactly did it come about?

Why is there such a thing only in the Ends of the Heavens?

……

Many people have raised these questions, and there are all kinds of answers, some people say that it is caused by the ancient gods falling into the mortal world, and some people say that it is a natural and earthly holy medicine hiding place, after entering, you can find the holy fruit, and you can live forever when you eat it, and some people say that it is a mechanism set up by a peerless power, which contains supreme secret treasures, as long as you can break the fog of the forbidden path, you can get these treasures that make people get the Tao and superlife.

In short, the answer is not surprising, and various versions are circulating among the people, and many people have the idea of becoming a benevolent person if they don't succeed, and they want to enter it to crack the secrets of these forbidden fogs.

There were no surprises, and they all got married.

After devouring the lives of countless people, people began to understand that this nine-colored mist that had existed since ancient times was not an immortal thing, nor was it some mechanism of a treasure land, but a life-killing thing, and it must not be tainted with half a point.

……

This is a deep valley, not big, the radius is estimated to be only tens of zhang, this place is shrouded in darkness, everywhere is silent, deathly silence, there is no sound.

Bumper ——!

Suddenly, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground suddenly sounded, and a dull sound resounded in this silent and dim world, echoing continuously, and it took a long time to regain its original calm.

It was a figure, his face indistinguishable, for his body was covered in blood, and the terrible wounds were all over his body, and the broken ribs pierced through the flesh like a sharp sword, and all parts of him were twisted at incredible angles.

Judging from the size of the body, this is a young or short man, he just lay quietly on the cold ground, motionless, and the qi on his body has completely disappeared.

That's right, he died, too dead to die anymore.

Suddenly, a bright light shrouded in darkness shrouded in darkness shrouded in a spot that illuminated the entire valley in an instant.

Then, a graceful figure appeared silently beside him, the figure hanging out of thin air, beautiful eyes looking down at the lifeless body.

Dressed in white like snow, his body is slender, his curves are graceful, and his graceful body makes it impossible to find a flaw.

Yurong does not apply any fat powder, phoenix eyes, Qiong nose, and cherry lips are perfectly combined, outlining a peerless face that even heaven and earth are ashamed of.

If there was anything imperfect, it was that her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood at all, and if she had closed her eyes and lay there, I believe everyone would have thought it was a corpse or a doll.

Looking at this miserable body, the white-clothed goddess Liu frowned slightly, raised her jade hand slightly, and pointed her green jade finger at the body, only to see a series of colorful points of light appear out of thin air, slowly melting into the body.

An amazing scene appeared-

As if in reverse time, the blood on the body began to flow back into the body, and then the wounds recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, first the broken bones were reconnected, the bones were misaligned, and then the broken flesh was reborn......

In less than a few breaths, all the wounds on the body were gone, there was not a trace of it up and down, and the only thing that did not change was that his life was still completely gone.

At this time, his face was also completely revealed, this was a teenager about fourteen or fifteen years old.

"How can it be a child?" Looking at the young man in front of her, the white-clothed goddess's plain face showed a look of surprise, as if she had seen something incredible.

At first, she thought that the person who fell was a master whose cultivation was never lower than her own, because the person who fell here and was able to preserve the corpse would not be a weak person no matter how she said it.

It's just that I didn't expect it to be a young man, although it is not difficult to rejuvenate and rejuvenate to a certain extent, but this breath of life will not deceive people.

She couldn't remember how many years she had been trapped here, and the only thing that was clear in this valley where nothing had changed was that her almost endless life had completely disappeared.

And the culprit behind all this is the damn Forbidden Fog!

How did this teenager avoid something that he couldn't even cope with himself?

Could it be—

Thinking of some possibilities, a flash of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, and her graceful body disappeared into thin air.

It's just that in less than a breath, her figure appeared in the air again, and with an expression of not knowing whether to cry or laugh on her almost perfect face, she muttered to herself: "This palace knows, how could the forbidden fog that has been trapped in this palace for countless years suddenly disappear?" ”

(Neither the Forbidden Fog has disappeared...... Then why can this young man's body still be preserved, and his soul has not dissipated? ）

The white-clothed goddess looked puzzled, she moved her gaze to the young man, and said to herself, "And...... There seemed to be a familiar smell on the young man's body, as if ......"

"Huh?"

Her gaze moved on the young man's body, and suddenly her gaze froze somewhere, her beautiful eyes burst into a terrifying light, and she lost her voice and said, "Yuechen? This...... How can it be? ”

Looking at the crescent-shaped earring on the young man's right ear, the expression of the goddess in white became very exciting.

"How could the holy relics that disappeared during the Dao Annihilation period appear on this young man...... He has already confessed the Lord! The white-clothed goddess was speechless in astonishment.

She couldn't have imagined that such a holy relic would recognize a mortal boy as the master!

But all the treasures of wisdom have natural pride, and they cannot let a waste of waste bury themselves, let alone such a holy thing.

"It seems that there must be something unusual about this young man."

The white-clothed goddess stared at the young man for a long time, and suddenly grabbed her hand out of thin air, and a drop of blood the size of a small thumbnail seeped out of the young man's chest and flew into her jade hand.

There was nothing peculiar about this drop of blood, except that it was darker.

However, when the white-clothed Heavenly Maiden looked at it, her beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light, and she exclaimed: "The blood of the Moon God is so pure, almost comparable to the blood of the ancestors...... So that's the case, no wonder he was able to save his body and soul after falling here...... But why does he have such a pure bloodline, but he has no cultivation at all? ”

Staring at the young man tightly, the white-clothed goddess was silent, and after a long time, she shook her head and sighed, and said to herself: "If it was encountered by this palace thousands of years ago, this palace would definitely take this body without hesitation, but now...... The soul of this palace can't bear it anymore. ”

If someone listened to the words of the white-clothed goddess at this time, he would definitely be so shocked that he couldn't speak.

You must know that the cultivation of a warrior determines how much life he lives.

The powerhouses of the Mortal Realm can live to be five hundred years old, the powerhouses of the Desolate God Realm are one thousand years old, the powerhouses of the Xuanming Realm are three thousand years old, the powerhouses of the Emperor Spirit Realm are five thousand years old, and the powerhouses of the Tianjue Realm are only seven thousand years old!

And this white-clothed goddess has lived for at least 10 million years, so how powerful is her cultivation?

The difference between 7,000 years and 10,000 years old is no longer comparable by a simple number, this is the essential difference.

"I can't take revenge on my hate, hateful!"

As if remembering something, the white-clothed celestial girl's eyes were filled with murderous aura, and in an instant, the air around her seemed to be frozen, and the whole atmosphere became extremely solemn.

"No, even if I can't take revenge with my own hands, I can't let that dog thief die well."

The white-clothed Heavenly Maiden Jade clenched her hands, she moved her gaze to the young man's body, and sighed lightly: "I can only gamble once." ”

As if deciding something, the white-clothed goddess gently raised her hands upward, and a soft air flow flowed out of her hands, and the young man who was lying quietly suspended under this air flow.

Glancing at the young man, the white-clothed goddess closed her eyes, sealed her jade hand, and said in her mouth:

"The commission of the Tao, the void of God, the deification of qi, the transformation of form, the form of all things, the use of the Tao, the shape of the gas, the gasification of God, the deification of the void, the void and all things are ......"

The mysterious scriptures slowly floated out of the mouth of the white-clothed celestial maiden, as if the ancient gods were singing, and the sound of the Great Dao suddenly resounded in this valley.

The quaint and mysterious Celestial Sound condensed and took shape, emitting a divine and noble light, and the valley was suddenly plunged into dazzling light.

Suddenly, the white-clothed Heavenly Maiden opened her eyes, and the essence of light flashed in her pupils that were as unfathomable as a black hole, and the sound of the Heavenly Dao suddenly stopped, and the dazzling light instantly retracted into her body.

Raising her jade hand, a scroll appeared in her hand, looking at this seemingly ordinary scroll with some complicated eyes, the white-clothed goddess sighed, and then waved her hand to press it on the young man's forehead, and the gentle light flashed, and the scroll was integrated into the young man's body and disappeared.

After doing all this, she pointed at the young man's forehead and shouted softly, "Return to the soul." ”

(End of chapter)