(To be revised)

Wen Yuan paused and looked around.

There doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary.

He had already discovered that the spiritual power fluctuations around him were not right. He could feel a strong energy brewing in the shadows, and it was somewhat familiar.

"Where the hell is it......" Wen Yuan muttered, took out the Cloud Blood Sword in his hand and ran it around-

"Bang!"

The wind and sand walked away, some flowers and plants were cut off, and at the same time, in the depths of the dense forest ahead, a colorful figure appeared, it let out a crisp long roar, spreading its wings in the air-

Wen Yuan suddenly raised his head, and suddenly knew where the familiar feeling before came from.

This is the colorful phoenix I encountered in the Qingyuan small world before, but I didn't expect it to become like this now.

At this moment, the other party's eyes were scarlet, and the wings of the wings seemed to surround a faint layer of flames, and the air flow speed around them became faster, and the temperature increased by a few points.

At this moment, the situation of the little phoenix seems to be very unstable, and the colorful light around it has a thrilling sense of brilliance under the blue sky.

In the next second, it screamed in the sky, and then a streamer containing strong elemental power headed towards Wen Yuan, heading straight for his life.

Wen Yuan retreated, and in a moment, the Cloud Blood Sword had already appeared in his hand.

A mark formed on his fingers, and with the dazzling blood light, the red blood dragon rose into the sky, only from the colorful phoenix!

"Boom!"

The explosive attack crushed the surrounding trees to the ground.

After a violent wind, Wen Yuan took the cloud blood sword and calmly looked at the little phoenix in front of him.

Its wings were stained with some blood, which had just been injured by his sword qi, and it was flowing blood continuously.

The little phoenix let out a wail, and the color of its eyes kept changing, from scarlet to gold.

Wen Yuan put away his sword and approached it step by step.

He didn't mean to hurt it, and right now, he wanted to figure out what was going on.

He raised his hand, a slight surprise in his eyes.

After returning from the Qingyuan Small Realm, the skill on his body seemed to have improved a few points, and now he had almost recovered eight or nine layers. Coupled with his new comprehension of swordsmanship these days, in a sense, he can almost be on par with his original strength.

Wen Yuan looked at the little phoenix in front of him and slowly spoke: "I know you can understand me, I want to ask you a few questions right now......"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden loud noise in the sky, like a thunderclap out of thin air.

It was as if a corner had been torn from the sky, and a dazzling gold appeared on it, and a behemoth was approaching......

In an instant, the wind was blowing.

Wen Yuan condensed a spiritual power barrier around him as a resistance, although the thing in front of him that he didn't know what it was had not yet arrived, but he had already felt the awe-inspiring power-

His robe blew back, and his black hair flew flying.

Wen Yuan's gaze was firmly fixed on the sky, and what caught his eyes was snow-white fur, and that-

Huge golden pupils!

At that moment, he suddenly remembered what this thing was in front of him.

He could never forget that on that rainy night, it was the giant beast in front of him that sealed half of his power and sent him to the Migration Vine Realm.

Why is it here!?

Also, what is the purpose of the other party now? Did you come to him?

Wen Yuan stared at the front tightly, his body tensed, and he was ready to fight.

The force around him was so strong, and at the same time, he couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart.

Within the two realms, even if he is not at the peak, he is also the leader at the forefront.

But when he was in his prime, he didn't have the power to fight back against this giant beast - and now, too, this harsh power enveloped him, and he had never felt his insignificance so strongly......

Wen Yuan remembered that when he encountered "Yunxia Smoke" in the depths of the forest, the other party mentioned the suspicious name of it.

Firmament Tail......

Wen Yuan held the Cloud Blood Sword tightly in his hand and did not act rashly.

The white shadow was approaching, revealing his massive body, almost obscuring half of the sky.

But the other party didn't seem to care about Wen Yuan, the white tail behind him flicked, and the colorful phoenix that had wailed before rolled up, and then turned away.

He glanced at him before leaving, and something seemed to flash in his golden pupils, and then a white light flashed from him, heading straight for Wen Yuan—

Wen Yuan's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously retreated, his body was fast enough, but this power seemed to be able to sense his movements, and no matter where he came, he could accurately find his location.

In the next second, that light shot straight into Wen Yuan's eyebrows-

At the same time, the giant beast named the Firmament Godtail soared straight into the sky, and soon its figure disappeared......

Wen Yuan couldn't stop gasping in place, when the light entered his body just now, he felt a sense of dizziness, and after a while, it was as if nothing had happened.

He probed inside his body and found that he didn't find the power, it seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Wen Yuan exhaled deeply.

After a long time, the spiritual power fluctuations in the air finally disappeared.

In the center, countless flowers and trees were broken, almost turning into a bare clearing.

Wen Yuan was about to leave here, but when he turned around, he unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a corner of his robe.

Extremely ordinary, and even a little shabby, not a style that has been popular in recent years.

Wen Yuan frowned.

He remembered that there was only one person who liked to wear this style of robe, and that was Alec.

This person who is suspected to be from the past, since he was awakened by them, several times Duan Qianxiao came to the clothing store, he was unwilling to change and buy.

According to Mu Jiujiu's words, the other party is like an old antique, unwilling to accept new things.

On weekdays, Alec doesn't talk much, and is always silent. Seeing the changes in the two worlds now, his eyes will be amazed, but he will rarely see him enjoy something.

His expression was serious, and he always seemed to have something on his mind. My biggest hobby on weekdays is to look at the slowly sinking red sun at dusk, and my eyes seem to be remembering something.

Before entering the Qingyuan Small Realm, they were already separated. Wen Yuan didn't know the direction of the other party all along, but he didn't expect to see the traces of the suspected other party in the demon world.

Although he said that he was not sure in front of him, he was faintly sure in his heart that this was the other party's robe.

After all, not many people wear this style these days.

Wen Yuan slowly approached and picked up the small roll of clothing.

It was dark red and black, partly stained with mud and partly ......

Bloodstain!

Wen Yuan's eyes flashed with deep thought.

He looked around and saw a babbling stream, surrounded by jagged rocks and trees that shaded each other.

If it weren't for the strong force that crushed the surrounding trees and flowers to the ground, then he probably wouldn't have found this small roll of robes.

Judging from the current situation, has the other party encountered something?

Wen Yuan turned around, there were no other traces on it, the stream was crystal clear, and the blood stains on the robe looked like they had dried up for a long time.

He looked up and looked ahead.

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