Langa looked at Wen Guye's departing back dumbfounded, completely unable to understand what kind of association the words he said brought to this senior brother.

She turned her head and asked Qiu Ruohua: "Yuming, ...... you senior brother?" ”

Qiu Ruohua also fell into a similar state of apprehension, muttering to himself: "I always feel that Senior Brother Yuhuang's temper is much softer than before." ”

Langa recalled, speechless.

Let's talk about Wen Guye. In fact, after a while, he stopped.

Ji Lianzhou's position is changing, but it is not Xiang Cangyuan......

Wen Guye turned his head sideways and looked at the black air that was getting thicker and thicker to the west, like splashing ink.

Langa's guess may be true, but perhaps there is another situation at the same time. Why did Wang Sanwu prefer to find the hiding place of the righteous monk? Even the magic weapon that breaks the rules is there, and some auxiliary things appear, which is not surprising.

However, such a magic weapon was too rebellious for the monks, and it only appeared occasionally in the ethereal speculation, and almost no one wanted to believe it.

He said that Langa and the others would be fine if they stopped in the Yuan Infant Period, and it was also for this reason.

But now, there is another problem in front of him.

Do you take a detour through the miasma-free tunnel, or go directly from here to the Hidden Dragon Abyss?

The two were only separated for dozens of days before this happened. In all fairness, this was really beyond Wen Guye's expectations, and more importantly, in his memory, there was nothing on the original world line that could correspond to this moment.

He stood there in silence, his clothes returning to their original color, cold as snow.

In the depths of his soul, Ji Lianzhou's imprint is slowly fading.

He had just reached the distraction period, even if he had a solid foundation, even if he carried the most heavenly favor in the world, in front of a Mahayana monk, he still had no power to fight back.

How much does Wang Sanwu know? Will he find out that the person he arrested is actually not Ji Yuan......

Instead, the Demon Venerable, who had been pressed on his head for 10,000 years, had been to the Mahayana period, the top powerhouse in the world. The temptation of such a soul for him can be imagined.

Can Ji Lianzhou bear the pain of soul searching? He only saw Ji Lianzhou searching for souls for others, and at that time, those souls were so painful that they were almost distorted, even if they were annihilated, they couldn't reduce the pain by half.

Something like that...... Ah Chau ......

Unconsciously, the hand in Wen Guye's sleeve was clenched into a fist. His eyes were a little floating, looking into the distance, as if he was looking at an unknown world.

There were countless words dangling before his eyes, layered on top of each other, endlessly.

There are occasional gaps in them.

Wen Guye shook his body, and the long yarn on his face perfectly avoided a piece of text. It's as if there is a fraction on the piece of yarn that carries countless formations, and the molecules are getting smaller and smaller—every time the word "miasma" comes into play, the molecules will decrease.

He became more and more focused on this, until before he knew it, his body was drowned in dense words.

In an uncountable amount of time, in the disgusting word "miasma", something else suddenly appeared.

Wen Guye's brain hurt like a pinprick in the end, but he still was.

He carefully observed for a long time, and finally recognized the words: "White ossified corpse, dragon form".

- There are countless demon beasts and spirit beasts in this world, but they do not include dragons. Even in the legend of the dragon Woyuan, it is only said that there were mythical beasts in ancient times. It's just that when making the setting, the author dismantled the myths of various civilizations on the ancient earth and stuffed them all over the world.

There is also a line of small print underneath: "Miasma Origin." ”

Wen Guye's heart seemed to have never beaten so violently.

He has always been a person who doesn't have much emotional fluctuations, and this is the case in the world he came from, and it is the same in the cultivation realm.

There are always so few people who can make him angry and make him happy.

And Ji Lianzhou ...... Wen Guye squatted down, raised his right hand, and traced a text on his left arm that he had seen in the sky. The fingertips carried an incomparably sharp sword aura, cutting through the skin, and blood containing sufficient spiritual energy flowed out.

When the last stroke fell, the text emitted a golden light in the dark and dreary world, driving away all the "miasma".

Ji Lianzhou is special. Wen Guye has known this for a long time, but he still feels that returning to the original place is his biggest obsession.

But Ji Lianzhou's weight in his heart is really getting heavier and heavier, and he is gradually catching up with the returning **, and even surpassing-

His hand touched the words "white ossified corpse, dragon shape".

In an instant, countless rays of light rose from the place where his palm touched. Something dissipated under his palm, and then a force as vast as a river and sea, coming from heaven and earth, rushed through his meridians.

The thousand phoenix eggs that still had a trace of vitality in the dantian became a small floating boat in such an impact, drifting with the tide and no longer having the strength to resist.

Wen Guye raised his head blankly and looked at the sky. He was all too familiar with such a scene, with countless clouds condensing, as if the whole world had become pitch black...... Purple lightning passed through the clouds, and a thick electric current slowly formed.

From the west bank of the Cangyuan to the Qianlong Yuan, the righteous path monks and demon cultivators were surprised to find that the miasma that had been lingering around them for thousands of years was fading little by little.

"Boom!"

The first thunderbolt struck!

Caught off guard, Wen Guye's eyes brought out a trace of electric light. But the power that had just rolled in was so vast that he quickly began to recover after a brief tear in the meridians.

This thunderstorm also pulled him away from the world where there were only words. Looking around, the waves were roaring, and the sky was cloudy and rainy.

The second thunderstorm is already condensing. Wen Guye hurried to consume the power in his body. After repeating this several times, he began to feel that something was wrong with his body-

Unspeakable changes are taking place. From head to toe, every meridian, and even every strand of hair, he was being reshaped.

And the surrounding environment, obviously, should not be like this.

He was on the sea between the Qianlong Yuan and the Cangyuan, but the sky was only dark because of the thunderstorm.

What about miasma? Where did you go......

There are vague speculations in Wen Guye's heart, maybe the ending of the story is not as happy as described. After Ji Yuan made his choice, Heavenly Dao tolerated him and accepted the last gift.

But why is this happening? Isn't it just a magnificent world conceived in the brain of his friend? Even if the plot changes, how can there be ancient things that don't exist in the outline?

The thunderbolt slashed down at once, incredibly fast. The one hundred and sixty-ninth thunderstorm only took Wen Guye three months.

Not far from him, a long time ago, a figure appeared, full of demonic energy.

It's Wang Sanwu......

The sky turned clear, and Wen Guye's flying hair gradually returned to smoothness. He straightened his sleeves, raised his eyes, and looked at the other party from afar, without a trace of waves in his eyes.

Wang Sanwu also looked at him. This demon cultivator has a rough appearance, like a raunchy and thoughtless person, but Wen Guye knew as early as the first time he looked at the outline that this was not the case.

He is now in the Mahayana stage, and the vast power in his body has not dissipated......

In that case, why not take advantage of it?

As soon as Wen Guye's mind moved, the natal spirit sword that was washed along with the meridians in the dantian appeared in his hand. At this moment, the spirit sword has undergone another re-smelting, and it is much thicker than before.

He still made the same movement, holding the sword flat in front of his eyes and gently brushing it with his left hand......

Then he raised his sword and slashed at Wang Sanwu across the vast sea!

The sword wind was mixed with a sharp aura, and it actually split the sea water in half! Wang Sanwu took a few steps back, and only then did he summon his natal weapon to resist Wen Guye's attack.

Wen Guye was about to swing his sword again when he suddenly heard Wang Sanwu's voice. The other party was angry and used a secret method to ensure that all this could only be heard by two monks in the same Mahayana period: "You also found out?" ”

Wen Guye was silent.

Wang Sanwu: "This world is fake. ”

Wen Guye: "...... What the? ”

Wang Sanwu frowned, his body shook, and he took advantage of Wen Guye's stunned moment to flash in front of him. He raised his hand, as if it was easy, but he forcibly suppressed Wen Guye's spirit sword.

Wen Guye blinked his eyes, and a number appeared on the back of Wang Sanwu's hand, sixty.

The number is being reversed.

Blink again, and everything is back to normal. The hand is still the hand, the rough wheat color, and there is not a trace of it.

Wang Sanwu's brows almost wrinkled into Sichuan characters: "If you are a monk who has come up from ordinary cultivation, I must kill you at this moment...... But you devoured the spiritual power left behind by the ancient dragon! In this case, the truth of this world must have been reflected in your eyes. ”

Wen Guye looked at him.

Wang Sanwu said: "You look at the sea, this day! At first glance it looks good, but then look at ......"

The number on the back of his hand had shrunk to thirty.

Wang Sanwu said: "You and I are playthings in the hands of others, and we are much more sober than those fools!" In that case, what do those so-called righteous and demonic paths care about them? Why don't we join hands and destroy this heavenly way together! ”

Twenty.

Wen Guye's eyes seemed to be loose, Wang Sanwu saw this, his heart was overjoyed, and he made persistent efforts: "I swallowed a statue left by Ji Lianzhou, and I saw a strange thing...... Like a snake and like a turtle. After that, I reached the Mahayana period. ”

Wen Guye: ...... Xuanwu?

Wang Sanwu: "Have you been to the Kunlun Array?" Do you remember the monsters in the southeast, northwest, and northwest? It's exactly the bones that correspond to the bones outside! ”

Ten.

Wang Sanwu was probably alone for too long after he broke through the Heavenly Dao, so he chattered to himself like this...... Wen Guye said in his heart, and felt that the other party might just be holding his own force.

After all, this demon cultivator is a setting that "looks honest and credible, but in fact, it is not the end of the matter if you don't use people to death". Talking about this to myself now, as far as Wang Sanwu is concerned...... It's just a necessary investment.

Just looking at how long he could be on the sidelines, you knew that this man had terrible patience and was not as reckless as he appeared to be.

Eventually, that number became zero.

Wen Guye felt the sound and power of the spirit sword, and his eyes moved slightly. In Wang Sanwu's look of surprise, his sword pierced deeply into the opponent's body, and then a sword wind erupted!

Wang Sanwu was knocked to the ground by surprise, and a huge opening was made in his abdomen. His expression darkened, but he didn't care about it, and was trying to recover......

Wang Sanwu stiffened slightly, how could it be!

Originally, every time he was injured, as long as he thought about it, the injury could be easily recovered. At the moment, this is not the case......

The white-clothed monk in front of him looked down at him, his eyes were cold, and the tip of his sword was pointed at his eyebrows: "What about Ji Yuan?" 166 Reading Network