For many weak spiritual power holders, the terrifying energy alone has played a miraculous role in turning a crisis into a safe place for someone.

On Gufeng Mountain, the little fox Ye Qixian looked at his wife beside him with full eyes.

That's right, wife! Mei Ruoyu and Ye Qixian used the sky as a medium and the mountain as a witness, and they became husband and wife in this life.

The problem of excessive energy was completely worry-free for Mei Ruoyu, and her Mei Ling foundation was half repaired in the psychic realm, and she was in a half-dead state. It's no longer consumed as quickly as before, but it can't retain spiritual power.

At this time, the overloaded spiritual power made her feel a sense of fullness that she had not seen for a long time.

However, both know that the world is changing.

The ignorance of the world is due to the fact that there are few, if not any, human beings who can feel this energy that is above the forces of nature. It's a power that's unique to any energy source, it's an absolute power.

As for where this energy comes from, no one can say, let alone the two who live in the mountains and have no news.

After Mei Aofeng got married, he traveled to the world.

This mountain, except for the location of his spiritual roots, is no longer attachable.

Love, of course. He still loves Mei Kuyu deeply, but because the marriage is not up to others, he has to choose to quit.

Staying away is a relief for himself, and it is also a fulfillment for the two people who are in love.

No matter where he was in the world, if the rain summoned him, he could return to her from thousands of miles away.

It's just that he knows very well that he doesn't need it anymore. There was only the little fox beside her, in her eyes, and in her heart.

As he left, she said to him, "You will always be my brother and my family."

Yes, family. That's enough!

Mei Aofeng left in a chic manner, not touching the dust, and she has lived a very comfortable life for a few months. He suddenly discovered that there were many interesting places and interesting people in this world. In the meantime, he came to southern Yunnan to meet Rong Ling and Ze Ling, and the three brothers mixed in taverns and teahouses every day, and lived a very comfortable life.

Until one day, an inexplicable energy filled the body, and after Ze Ling's little friends, several Sparrow Spirits, were violently killed by the strange energy charge, the three brothers suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis...

The messenger of the Northern Twilight Snow Country of the Fox Clan came to Gufeng Mountain, and Ye Qixian left in a hurry with Mei Ruoyu.

Before leaving, the two of them filled in Luo Ya Spirit Grass under Mei Aofeng's spirit tree. Perhaps, it was the only thing he could do for the frustrated man.

Day 45!

Forty-five days have passed since the battle, and Bai and Fei have been in a coma.

During this period, Shi Xuanxuan tried to find the secret realm of the phantom spirit, but Rao was the old crane and could not find a trace.

The entrance to the secret realm of Feiyu Luoxi has been moved from Qinghai Lake, and no one in the world knows except for the Phantom Spirit Clan. The only piece of sound transmission feather also disappeared with Fusu's disappearance.

During that battle, Su'er activated the Nightwalker's ultimate skill, the Sleep Charm, and she herself fell into a dream she had woven herself.

After waking up, she failed to withdraw from the spell in time, which made Midnight think that she had lost her mind, but in fact she was separated from reality and illusion.

It wasn't until the ninth day after waking up that he completely got rid of the illusion of interweaving truth and falsehood.

I went to see the unconscious Bai and Fei, and confirmed that the original soul was uninjured by means of dreaming. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The most unexpected was Lin Ran, who recovered from his injuries After learning about Bai Youfei's situation, he didn't cry or make trouble, but calmly asked Fusu and the others where they were. Shi Xuanxuan was silent, did not answer, and only sighed lowly.

Lin Ran's eyes drooped and he said firmly, "He will come back." Definitely!"

Maybe it was really the blood connection in the previous life, that kind of subtle indescribable feeling, a voice in her heart told her that he was not dead! As long as he was not dead, he would definitely come back.

That night, Lin Ran finished the day's work through the Internet as usual, and after explaining the company's affairs, he closed the computer and left the study. Pushing open the bedroom door, looking at Bai Hefei lying motionless on the bed and only breathing, the only sign of vitality, there was no sadness on his face, only a strong sense of anticipation.

"Dumbo," no one answered her.

Gently sat down on the edge of the bed, gently holding his slightly cool hand, "What dreams did you have today?"

...... Feng Xiaolu came, his face was extremely ugly, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he was extremely tired.

Shi Xuanxuan released purple light without saying a word, and cultivated his spiritual power to restore his spiritual power, and it took a long time to improve slightly. A long face as white as paper, after finally regaining some of its beauty, changed his usual hippie smiling face, and told the story of what he encountered when he traveled around the world with a cold face.

"The world is about to change, am I the only one who is aware of it?"

Feng Xiaolu twisted his eyebrows and questioned Shi Xuanxuan and Su'er.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that only he felt the power that he couldn't beat. It stands to reason that the more spiritually powerful people are, the more perceptive they should be. So...

Shi Xuanxuan and Su'er thought about it, and then revealed the truth and the truth of the impending catastrophe. After Feng Xiaolu heard this, he was stunned!

He returned to the place where the ghost had just condensed, and the exuberant energy between the mountains and the sea made him happy. Because this means that his old friend of the ghost is expected to quickly absorb spiritual power and form a true body.

But soon, he realized that the energy was not what he had thought.

Its essence is more precise and dignified than all the original energy in heaven and earth, and after feeling it for a long time, that kind of power actually has signs of swallowing its own spiritual power in reverse, once it is occupied by its own soul, think about it and know how terrible the consequences will be.

Then, he went to the canyon forest where the elves lived, except for the elves whose own soul realm was relatively large, they were still alive, and those weak flowers and plants, and dew elves all grew extremely fast and burst to death!

He thought it must be serious, but he never expected it to be so serious!

What should I do?!Shi Xuanxuan and Su'er faced Feng Xiaolu's question, but they only bowed their heads and remained silent.

They don't know what to do. You must know that their own Divine Soul Realm is not much larger than that of ordinary spiritual power holders.

Feng Xiaolu stayed in Mingtang with a dead face, and kept going back to the timeline during this time, looking for the starting point of that energy.

In the end, the hard work paid off. The exact time was the early morning of the next day after the Battle of Qiandao Lake.

At the request of Shi Xuanxuan and Su'er, Feng Xiaolu tried to wear it until the night of the Great War, but found that he couldn't get close to that place at all.

Although he crossed the timeline and came to the battle formation that had already ended, the fierce killing spiritual power generated by the two sides when they fought could kill him, a bystander who did not exist in the moment, with a single care.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

Although he Feng Xiaolu is not a mortal fetus with a physical body, his spiritual power is not enough to parry.

As a result, he could only watch from afar, vaguely seeing that the Blood Demon Giant was blown into powder and dissipated after the golden light fell. Someone seemed to summon a strange cloud from the sky and then vanished.

It's all gone, and the lake is calm before the light of day.

Shi Xuanxuan and Su'er glanced at each other. Cloud?

The so-called crooked hitting, probably.

Feng Xiaolu couldn't see the water-colored sand of the globular star cluster at all, and it was indeed as white as a cloud from a distance.

And this information is in the hearts of Shi Xuanxuan and Su'er, and it must be that Sang Xia can't be wrong.

Who made her take the morning class every day to swallow the clouds and spit out the fog?! Who else would make this trick?

At this point, no news seems to be the best news for everyone.

As long as there is no definite evidence that Fusu is dead, they are becoming more and more determined in their hearts.

Fusu must still be alive!

At this time, the information that Feng Xiaolu retrieved from crossing the timeline proved that Sang Xia was also alive, and appeared after the Blood Demon Giant was removed.

So, where did she go?

Feng Xiaolu shook his head, saying that he really couldn't see clearly, when that strange cloud appeared in the sky, he felt an oppressive aura that was so majestic that he couldn't breathe.

Oh yes, it seems that I vaguely heard an empty voice, saying two words, 'Master'!

The three of them pondered separately, but they had no clues.

And so, a few more days passed.

Yang Qiqi, the elder of the Yin Division, came to visit, and everyone looked at each other, what do you have to do with the affairs of the Dead Realm? Why did you come to Fusu? Are you omnipotent when we Fusu? Even if it is omnipotent, we can't find him now!

Yang Qiqi furrowed his eyebrows and looked at everyone suspiciously.

Qiao Ziye couldn't hold his breath at first, and said with a bad face: "When you need you back, you can't find anyone, and you come to the door afterwards every time, what's the matter? ”

Yang Qiqi couldn't hold back his face when he said it, he shook his head vigorously, and he didn't reply, but said with a solemn expression, "If Fusu comes back, let him contact me quickly!

Midnight was already depressed for too long, and with a wave of his big hand, he pretended to talk to himself and said, "I don't know if it's intentional, every time something has passed." Late Master!"

Yang Qiqi was told by him, but he was completely out of temper, he only looked at Su'er with a cold face and grimly, and told the previous words again.

Turned around, carried a black umbrella, and left.

Su'er tilted her head and stood in front of the stone steps in the front yard in deep thought. The first time Yang Seventeen came, he held this black umbrella, and he hadn't seen it since, but this time the goodbye black umbrella looked extremely weird.

It's understandable to hold an umbrella in the snowfall for the first time, but on this sunny day, it's too much for you to bring a black umbrella!

There are quirks. However, as soon as this thought was born, Su'er stopped thinking about it.

She can't participate in the affairs of the dead world, and there is no need to interfere. No matter what's weird, what does it have to do with her?

If Fusu comes back, she will also tell if she should convey it.

It's just, Fusu, where the hell have you been?!

Shanghai. The highest peak of Tianma Mountain, the sword dance platform.

The glow is faint, and the moon is swaying and rising.

Two figures floated down on a small platform of about fifty square meters.

At this time, the man named Lu Zhanming bowed down and stood respectfully beside Yang Seventeen, and the two looked at a prosperous scene in the city, and their eyebrows were full of solemnity that could not be dissolved.

"787, put down the matter at hand, gather all the people within a month, and return to the Ferryman Department!" Yang Qiqi commanded in a cold voice.

Lu Zhanming, that is, the Commissioner for Special Events 787, obeyed the order in a deep voice. He had been summoned in a hurry, and he was still carrying the body of the human world.

After a moment of silence, 787 couldn't help but ask softly, "Boss, what's going on in the Dead Realm?

Yang Qiqi's brows were tightly knitted as if a deep mark had been carved, and he shook his head.

"I don't know what's going on. As she spoke, she raised her hand and threw the black umbrella to 787, "Jiesi, you keep it, you can't hold the energy anymore, so open it." It can be protected for a while. Energy recharge needs to be cautious, and it is okay to drain it in an emergency. Don't be like that kid at 10086..."

At this point, Yang Qiqi's eyes were shallow with some moisture.

10086 has been with her for a long time, and she single-handedly transferred him out of the Ferry Ministry. I didn't expect it, but I can't go back!

787 responded with the black umbrella tightly in his grip and turned around and left. Yang Seventeen paced to the edge of the platform and looked up at the sky, where a full moon had not yet been set in the sky. I don't know what came to mind, and I let out a long sigh.

After a long silence, he seemed to have made a decision, and took out his mobile phone to dial the phone. After a while, the connection was connected, "Si Wu, convene a meeting of the special case team, I have something to explain." Well, yes, now, right away!Okay, see you in an hour. ”

After closing the thread, a long sword faintly appeared in her hand. After the entire sword body was revealed, it was more than half a person tall. Under the moonlight, the whole body is full of silver light, and the sharp breath hides the killing intent that can't be hidden.

"Old man, do you think we can survive this catastrophe?" said no one answered her in the moonlit night.

............

When the moonlight shines in the sky, the curve of Changbai Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, like a dragon lying on the eastern edge of the Eurasian continent.

Between the winding and steep mountains, through the long-lasting wind, the sound of hunting and hunting, penetrates people's hearts.

A bright light flashed, and a figure stepped out of the void.

I saw that the man's whole body was brown and copper, simply wrapped in animal skins worn by primitive people, and on the exposed skin, countless marks of golden red light were faintly visible like molten iron.

When you settle firmly in the mountains, where you step on your feet, the hard rocks are instantly branded with the soles of your feet.

The edges of the brand sizzled, the wind blew, and the faint sparks were blown away and floated away in the distance.

He looked up at the sky, then down at the deserted, dark mountains in the distance.

Tilting his head as if thinking about something, after a while, his arms were spread. The energy that was invisible to the naked eye turned out to be black at this moment, and it was all sucked into its body by the human figure.

The wind, all of a sudden, stopped!

It's like the air in the whole space

They were all incinerated into a vacuum.

When the golden red light on his body was so full that it enveloped his whole body, he quickly withdrew his arm.

There was a roar in the air, so loud that it shook down countless rolling stones and gravel.

With a wave of his hand, a door seemed to open in the void, and a person like a golden and red sculpture quickly jumped in and disappeared...

Boom! A muffled sound came through the air...