The sea of blood has already become a complete turbulence, and the actor has the intention to fix the carriage, but he also knows that it is useless at all, so he lets it float like a boat.

The inside of the carriage really shook like a boat, and people couldn't help but wonder if the car would be destroyed and killed in the next moment.

Fortunately, the actor and the others did not panic, and still sat still, closing their eyes and recuperating. As for the two old monsters, they were still sleeping very well, and their snoring was shocking, as if they were enjoying the shaking of the water.

Youhua glanced at the play, and a hint of worry flashed on her face.

The sea of blood churning like this, something terrible must have happened, and it must have been caused by the master, but I don't know what the situation is. Looking at the play, but it is calm as usual, does he not care about his master at all, or does he expect the master to be safe?

Regarding the relationship between Wang Shi and the drama, ordinary people are afraid that it is difficult to understand. Youhua knew the grievances, but she didn't know what the owner was thinking. However, he is still secretly poisoning the play, thinking that he may be able to use it one day.

While thinking about it, the rocking of the boat gradually subsided.

"It's over?" Youhua was slightly startled in her heart, and her spiritual sense immediately dispersed, testing around.

The waves soon subsided, and the carriage, which had been wrapped in a ball of dumb hell, gradually surfaced, leaving only a very small shaking of the magnitude. The actor withdrew from the dumb prison, and the carriage came to a steady stop on the water.

The madman also looked outward, desperately hoping that he would not see the slightest figure, and secretly swore in his heart: "I hope you die outside like this, or I will definitely kill you!"

The actor opened his eyes, but he didn't feel the familiar breath, so he immediately walked out of the carriage and looked ahead.

Originally, it was a sea of blood in the upper and lower areas, but at this time, it had been stirred into one, vast and endless. There is not a trace of wind and waves on the sea, and it is smooth and smooth, as if it has been polished artificially, and you can see far away at a glance.

I didn't see any figures, and I couldn't feel Wang Shi's breath.

After the sea of blood calmed down, the mist began to rise, and in a few moments, the eyesight was greatly hindered, and no matter how strong the pupil technique was, it could not be seen.

When the madman saw the little fairy get out of the carriage in such a hurry, he was indignant in his heart, and his heart for killing Wang Shi became even firmer. In his world, naturally only the little immortals are important, and everything else that does not make use of the little immortals needs to be eradicated.

The blood mist around him became thicker and thicker, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

didn't find the slightest clue about Wang Shi, and the actor looked calm, standing in front of the car, looking straight ahead.

Except for Wang Shi, I'm afraid no one knows what happened in that maelstrom, and there is no way to deduce whether Wang Shi is dead or not.

A moment of waiting can become very long, especially after exceeding the expectations in my heart, but fortunately, the drama is still patient.

The blood mist was swirling, and a little black was revealed behind it, gradually revealing a figure.

Xizi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt the familiar breath, then stretched out and said, "If you die, it's a very troublesome thing." ”

Wang Shi walked to the carriage, glanced at the play, and said indifferently: "I'm not dead, but it's a more troublesome thing." ”

For the drama, Wang Shi must kill him, and it is difficult for him to escape this doomed death.

The madman leaned out of the carriage and stared at Wang Shi, his eyes full of threat, and he said in a cold voice: "I warn you, you don't have the slightest murderous intent towards the little immortal, otherwise I will chop off your head first." ”

Youhua's long fingers had already poked out, only half an inch away from the madman's lumbar spine, and a little purple condensed between his fingers. As long as the madman dares to move, the oil flower will be ordered out immediately, and no matter how strong the other party is, half of his body will be eroded in an instant.

When it comes to assassination, Youhua is also the top powerhouse.

The actor touched the maniac's head and said with a smile: "Little madman, don't worry about me, no one in this world can kill me, I will always live, live well." ”

The madman glared at Wang Shi, looked at the little fairy's firm eyes, and knew that the other party would not lie to him, and what the little fairy said would always come true, so he nodded very reassuringly.

Wang Shi closed his eyes slightly, calmed his mood, and said, "Maybe there is a way to find the last city." ”

The actor looked at Wang Shi and noticed that some of the aura on Wang Shi's body had changed, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

The sea of blood under his feet suddenly surged, and quickly rose up, like a mountain peak rising from the ground.

The madman immediately exuded a terrifying coercion, holding the giant axe in both hands, and looked down with extreme vigilance. Youhua glanced at Wang Shi, withdrew his fingers, and continued to sit in the carriage.

Huazhi Mengren and Xiaoyue were completely confused about this series of subtle changes, no matter how smart they were, they couldn't guess the inextricable connection between Wang Shi and the play, so they had to sit stunned.

A loud buzz!

It's like Huang Zhong Dalu in the sky.

Crash!

A huge stream of water fell and became a spectacular waterfall with an earth-shattering sound!

At this time, the mountain peaks at your feet stopped rising, and it had become a vast plateau.

Realizing that everything that happened was nothing more than a whale-like creature emerging from the water, he looked down and asked, "Is this the Cloud Swallowing?"

"It's just part of it. Swallowing clouds has no specific consciousness, all of them are differentiated in the blood mist, as long as they can be condensed, they can be called swallowing clouds. ”

It's like a marshmallow, the ball is the size of a marshmallow, and a small lump is still a marshmallow.

The drama immediately understood the reasoning, and then said: "In this way, you can really use the cloud swallowing to find the last city, but now is not the time." There are still twelve hours before the full moon, and only then will the last city appear. ”

Wang Shi nodded slightly, turned to leave, and said, "I'll go somewhere else for a while." ”

The drama naturally won't stop him, looking at Wang Shi's back, he couldn't help but squint his eyes and found Wang Shi's little bit of snow white hidden at the root of his hair.

"It's finally come to this. ”

Whispering this sentence contains thousands of flavors, and only the actor can understand it.

Wang Shi's back gradually drifted away, and finally only a small black dot remained. He stood alone above Swallowing Cloud, looking into the distance.

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The last ten cities have a total of fifty-four cities, but if you find any of them, you may find incomparably precious treasures, and it is not difficult to soar into the sky.

Most of the people who poured here were aware of their own weight, and did not want to seek the last ethereal city, they only hoped to get a little something, which was enough for them to bear.

Fortunately, this time the blood mist was extremely thin, and the danger hidden in it was much lessened, and basically everyone was killed, and the casualties were only half of the previous ones. In the eyes of the rookies who are entering the final ten cities for the first time, this is nothing more than that.

As time goes on, few people will choose to move forward, but stay in the city they have chosen, waiting for the opportunity to arise.

Although there are many people who venture here, only a few dozen people are interested in the last city. And only those who are strong are qualified to compete.

Arriving at City 999 has already gone through a lot of difficulties and dangers, but fortunately, these people have been on the list for a long time, and they will come here to explore almost every three years, and the more times they have come, they have familiar places and paths.

As for where the last city is, no one knows where it is, so it can only wait where it is.

After twelve hours, the last city will naturally appear, but whether it can be found is a personal chance.

To date, no one has found the last city, as no ruler has ever appeared in the Nameless Lands.

Instead of looking for any city, Childe and Jun Jian found a land like a tomb, broke countless seals with their swords, and unearthed a wordless stone tablet in the chaos.

The grass in Jun Jian's mouth became very short, as if he had chewed and eaten most of it, he glanced at the stone tablet and said, "The one who created the Nameless Land is really a strange person, he doesn't leave a mark on anything, does this person have no facial features, that's why he is so weird?"

Childe simply cleaned the dust on it, picked his fingers with his sword, began to sketch a strong cursive script on it, and said in a cold voice: "Who is stronger than you, what qualifications do you have to evaluate?"

Jun Jian suddenly smiled and said, "I suddenly don't want to go to this last city, and I don't think it's interesting. It is said that there is a secret to becoming an immortal, and for thousands of years, who has really obtained it?"

"Whatever you want!"

"It's just a joke, why take it seriously. Jun Jian quickly chewed on the withered grass a few times, and then had to spit it out, also using the blood of his fingertips to sketch on the wordless stone tablet.

Soon, the stele was covered with blood.

Both Gongzi and Jun Jian's faces turned slightly pale, and they sat down cross-legged, closed their eyes and recuperated, waiting for the twelve hours to pass.

Almost all of them are trying their best to find the antiquities of the Nameless Land, using their own essence and blood to establish some kind of connection with it, hoping to get a sense of the last city.

The black-robed and swordsman were just hiding under a city of 999, quietly waiting for everything to happen.

The two of them knew their own strength too well, and they were no match for most people here when they hit each other. However, if they hide and assassinate, I am afraid that few people can defend against it.

"After twelve hours, let's see what these people can get. ”

"Hopefully that kid will show up. ”

"We only have one chance. ”

"The Scarlet Moon is once every three years, and there is a chance! This kid is not from here, and if he misses it, he will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Month. ”

The black robe did not hesitate any longer, and said, "Well, if you run into it, take his knife." ”

"Not to take his knife, but to kill him!"