Shangguan Xiaoyao stood in the teleportation array, and the dust and sand generated by the frequent teleportation were also scattered away under the guidance of the strong wind at this time.

"My lord, what about the generals?" a commander came out of the surrounding soldiers, his gaze staring straight into Shangguan's eyes, trying to see the information of the generals' return in his silent eyes.

But he didn't see anything, Shangguan's eyes were quietly hidden in the twilight that was about to fade into the sky, and his solemn expression had conveyed the true meaning to everyone.

Shangguan Xiaoyao left the teleportation array quietly, and the Xiaoyao Divine Sword in his hand was still dripping with stains mixed with red and dust.

The Commander knelt on the ground, and two water stains appeared in the teleportation array, no matter how hard he slammed the ground, he couldn't relight the teleportation array, which had gradually crumbled.

"Your Excellency...... Why bother, this evil state does not need to be borne by you in the first place. The skywatcher looked at Shangguan Yaoyao's figure gradually moving away, and moaned something in his mouth. "I hope your future will not change, my lord. ”

The afterglow of the battlefield still burned the souls of the undead on the black earth, and the eyes of the undead warriors were lifeless.

Shangguan Xiaoyao dragged his heavy body, and with the support of Yin Zhiyao, he finally walked to the bedside, and fell asleep with the back of his head just stained with a pillow.

......

"So...... God of Autumn Leaves, is the Divine Sect really defeated?" Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was sleeping, was awakened by a low sound of conversation.

"That's right, we are exiles, and we are ready to sacrifice. Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was not prepared for any response, had a voice coming out of his voice. "It is our glory to sacrifice ourselves for the sake of the inheritance of the Divine Sect, and we gladly promise it. ”

Shangguan Xiaoyao finally opened his eyes, but saw a scene that shocked him.

"You, Wang Teng!" Standing in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao at this time was the spy Wang Teng, who had tried his best to blend into his team in Pantian City, and looked at the scroll in his hand with solemn eyes at this time.

Wang Teng raised his head in surprise when he heard Shangguan Yaoyao's shout, and naturally showed a frightened look at the person in front of him: "What's wrong with you? God of Autumn Leaves, what happened to make you feel so surprised?" Before Shangguan Xiaoyao could respond, eight slender soft thorns appeared between his fingers, which were tightly clamped between his fingertips.

The sense of justice that flowed from top to bottom, as if he was living there, made Shangguan Xiaoyao stunned for a while: "Wang Teng...... What are you doing?"

"Enemy, where is the enemy!" Wang Teng stood up, and the surrounding bushes and large trees and meadows rustled under the influence of his momentum, and responded to his will to fight.

Shangguan Xiaoyao was shocked to realize that he was asleep again, and he saw the purple robe on his body, as well as the few Divine Sect gods sitting there under the roots of the tree.

The fighting aura spread from Wang Teng's body in front of him gradually faded, and the eight thin needles between his fingers disappeared: "Autumn leaves, we are going to transfer, maybe the enemies of the Great Dao Divine Sect have already noticed our traces?"

"What's the matter, this guy really looks like he's become my ally?" Shangguan stood up with him in a daze, beckoning everyone to follow Wang Teng into the distance. "But why? Why did he fall into the Demon Realm in the current world?"

While Shangguan was thinking freely, the group of people was speeding through the jungle, and in a blink of an eye, they had already seen the plain ahead.

"Tsk, there are pursuers behind us. Wang Teng turned around suddenly, and three thin needles flew out of his hand, floating among the dense tree trunks, and disappeared.

Shangguan Xiaoyao heard the faint sound of heavy objects falling behind him, and knew that Wang Teng had really blocked some people who seemed to want to be unfavorable to them.

After blocking the enemy, Wang Teng missed his body slightly, and let Shangguan Xiaoyao and the others leave the woods: "Autumn leaves, you protect the fire and continue to move forward, I will stop these guys." ”

"Understood. The estrangement that made Shangguan Xiaoyao feel uncomfortable reappeared, obviously the voice came from his own throat, but it was not controlled by his own will.

Wang Teng's body disappeared among the trees, Shangguan's carefree gaze was exhausted in the boundless grassland, and only the sound of Xiao Xiao left by his companions stepping on the earth and speeding through was left.

"It turns out that the current time is that the Divine Sect has perished...... So where did this guy go with the so-called fire of Autumn Leaves?" Shangguan Xiaoyao tread the clouds and jungles under his feet while digging into the memories in the mind of the god of autumn leaves.

Just when he was thinking about it, he felt a burst of evil qi on his side, and Shangguan Xiaoyao controlled the body of the seriously dull Autumn Leaves God on the spot to roll to the side and dodge.

"Oh! I didn't expect you to be able to escape from my hands, worthy of being the remnant leader of the Divine Sect forces!" In the low body, protruding chin, and gloomy short scythe, Shangguan Xiaoyao felt a strong demonic aura.

and a commotion of the remaining gods behind him.

"How is it possible, why are these demons here!Is the seal already broken!" An earth god, a character suddenly flashed in his hand, condensing a thick defense in front of him.

The black short scythe assassin showed a fierce expression when he saw someone making a defensive stance, and he couldn't even tell whether it was a laugh or a mockery.

When Shangguan Xiaoyao blinked again, he could only see that the earth god spirit a few steps away was already in a different place, and the flying blood and the stunned expression on his face were engraved in everyone's minds.

"Beast! no, he's gone!" the gods around him gathered around in a panic, and their eyes looked out with wide round eyes. "Where did he go, I couldn't see him. ”

"Looks like we can't all get out of here...... Akiba!You take the fire first, and a few of you, go!I'll take care of the rest!" As the crowd was being attacked by the Scythe Assassin, a tall warrior with a halberd suddenly spoke, and patted the warrior beside him, who was also holding a war hammer. "Let's go, get out of here!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao wanted to stay, his perception had already caught the enemy hiding in the grass.

"So, the others follow me, and we get out of here. However, Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't control his body, he turned his body firmly and walked forward. "Go on, go on, we're going to find a place where we can bury our fire. ”

"Tsk, can't the key historical process be changed......

Shangguan Yao gritted his teeth, and his will followed the movements of the god of autumn leaves, and only then did he throw the awkward sense of disparity to the back of his mind.

Ahead was no longer grass, but a muddy swamp with bubbles in the pool showing the poison it contained.

......

“......”

Looking at the familiar beams and pillars of the Spring and Autumn Temple and the roof of the Black Hole Cave, Shangguan Xiaoyao felt a sense of weakness coming from his body, and even made him not want to get up.

"Your divine body, your divine breath is overdrawn. Next to the bed, it was Feng Bamian's voice, and the sound of the Easy Excalibur sharpening the knife. "It doesn't have much effect on the body, but there is a period of fatigue. ”

Shangguan Xiaoyao was extremely awkward at this time, and his mind and body expressed to him at the same time that he was not resting enough, but his soul told him that he had slept enough and wanted to get up and move: "What happened after that?"

"Your dream?" Feng Bafang turned to the side and looked at Shangguan Xiaoyao's pale and numb face. "The god of autumn leaves has finally succeeded in burying the fire, and I can only tell you so much, and you will need to look down on the rest of the matter. ”

Feng Bamian put the Xiaoyao Divine Sword on the head of the bed, got up and left the bedside: "You continue to sleep, remember to come out and take a look when you recover, those soldiers have some situations to deal with now." ”

"Old Feng, how long have I been asleep?" Feng Bamian was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by Shangguan Yaoyao's calm voice.

Feng Bamian turned to look at him again: "Three days and four hours." ”

"Tsk, I didn't expect me to sleep for so long. Shangguan Xiaoyao still didn't have the strength, but he squeezed his eyebrows on the bed on his back. "What happened to the soldiers?"

"It's nothing, those guys still have an obsession with the generals, no matter how the Sky Spectators appease them, they have been asking us to drive the ancient god Xuan Tortoise to turn around and recover the Sealed City. Feng Bamian stood at the foot of the steps of the high bed, as if he was an old minister who reported to the emperor. "At present, several of us have suppressed this momentum, but there is another rumor that you have died on the spot, and I don't know where to blow it, and this can only be suppressed by you. ”

"Got it, Lao Feng, go and rest, I'll take care of the rest personally. Shangguan said goodbye to Feng Bamian, and then closed his eyes again, and for a moment the time in the Spring and Autumn Temple seemed to stand still.

......

"I wonder if the sect master is really still there...... Where do we go from here?"

A few soldiers sat around the fire, and behind them were hastily built improvised tents. They were sitting around there, whispering about Shangguan Xiaoyao and some trivial matters about the Spring and Autumn Divine Sect.

"I heard that the Sect Master of Xiaoyao has two things inherited from the Spring and Autumn Divine Sect in his hands, which can stop time and rewrite the past!" A soldier walked out of the tent, holding a string of large pieces of meat in his hand and roasting them on the bonfire, and squeezed into the circle of people.

The soldier who had been talking before just sneered and looked at him: "Tell me some, if the sect master really has such powerful equipment, why didn't he take it out and use it earlier?"

"Because the suzerain ...... him"

The soldier was about to say something when he noticed a circle of people looking behind him in unison.