A flying sword rapidly enlarged in his eyes, and he was about to cut off Jun Jian's head, and at this time, he had no strength to stop it, so he could only accept death weakly.

The sharp flying sword pierced the skin, tore the throat, flesh, and blood vessels, reached the spine, and in the next moment, it would completely cut off the great head!

Jun Jian had already realized that no matter what happened, he couldn't save it, and at the end he smiled indifferently and gave up all resistance. The only thing he regretted a little was that he didn't have a single piece of grass in his mouth to chew, and he was a little unaccustomed to it.

However, the flying sword that was about to cut off his head suddenly disappeared, as if it didn't exist at all.

The remaining eight top powerhouses, their bodies also suddenly froze, and they did not continue to besiege Jun Jian, and gradually dissipated, everything seemed to be a dream bubble.

Jun Jian fell backwards, and it was not until his head hit the ground that he realized that he was not dead. He immediately sealed the wound on his neck and coughed up a large amount of blood.

"I said, how can you still feel so much headache when you die. ”

Touching his head, Jun Jian sat up and looked around, only to see that the original fairyland had been transformed in an instant, as if the food had completely rotted, and there had also been serious decay here.

The ethereal and mysterious immortal aura first turned blood red, and then quickly turned gray, revealing a dead aura.

"What happened?"

Jun Jian had infinite doubts in his heart, but he knew that it would definitely not be him who caused this mutation. The changes have all come to him, which means that the changes have affected everyone.

"Has anyone already arrived? so soon to become the lord of the last city? No one has succeeded in a thousand years, but this time there is. Who could it be?"

Suddenly, a phantom appeared in his mind, which made Jun Jian can't help but start pondering.

Roughly the same situation as Jun Jian's encounter, Childe also almost died at the last moment, but he was lucky to survive but was also in danger, and it took a long time to recover.

"Who will make it to the top?"

Childe sat cross-legged and continued to recover from his injuries, looking into the distance, looking at the ethereal palace in the gray mist, countless questions rose in his heart.

Those who have been frantically absorbing immortal qi and devouring spiritual grass since they stepped into this place will still be killed by the powerhouses here.

There are not many people who are still alive like Jun Jian and Childe.

However, the sight in front of them made them all a little frightened.

The original mysterious fairyland has now become a tomb-like place, surrounded by gray mist, and there is no life everywhere.

So what kind of immortal qi did these people absorb before?

Just think about it, it's all creepy. After all, there are a lot of treasures in this world, all of which were designed by predecessors to kill future generations and irrigate the growth of something with blood.

What will happen next, it seems that they are no longer in control, and they can only wait.

Suddenly, the gray mist trembled rapidly.

Jun Jian raised his eyebrows and grasped the half-cut wooden sword in his hand. Even if his own strength can't compete with it, he is bound to fight, and he can't really be at the mercy of others.

Not only Jun Jian, but also several people who are still alive.

A breath so strong that it was suffocating was rising, and people couldn't help but tremble.

"Someone has really become the master of the Nameless Land and stepped into the Heavenly Immortal Realm?!"

——

The two old monsters are still so careless, but the drama can find a touch of solemnity hidden under their gaze. The thing that can make the two of them treat it like this must be extremely serious.

The actor glanced at the crimson moon, and then looked at Wang Shi instead.

The previously extremely chaotic flow of spiritual power had gradually calmed down, and finally calmed down. It's just that now, Wang Shi's aura is weak and strong, and sometimes it even disappears directly, just like death.

It is unknown what happened in the last city, but it is certain that what happened must have been extremely unsimple enough to affect Wang Shi's life.

The crooked mouth was even more crooked, as if he was inhaling cold air, and he snorted: "This kid is also decisive, he actually cut off everything so easily, I can't see it, he is a ruthless character." ”

The squinted eyes were even more slanted, and he also snorted: "After all, he is just a nameless! Even if it comes out, what's the use? I'm not an idiot!"

"It's a pity, a good seedling. ”

"It's a pity! Those who don't become adults are not good seedlings. ”

"After so many years, there is finally another nameless walking corpse, which is really boring, I originally thought that this kid would be a hard bone. ”

"There's nothing to see down there, so let's go. ”

"I can't fucking see you even if I want to see you. Those nameless people raised by bitches are not a bunch of waste, and they have covered up the scene in the scarlet moon. ”

"Let's go, let's go, if we delay for a while, we won't be able to leave. ”

The two old monsters kept humming, but they didn't take a single step, still looking towards the crimson moon, hoping to see something unusual happen under the gray mist.

Wang Shi has completely become a nameless man, it seems that there is no suspense, and there are changes in the scarlet moon, and all the scenes have been covered. Even if it is two old monsters, it will not be detectable at this time.

The actor's face became heavy as he listened to the old monster's words, but he didn't ask any more, just waited quietly.

Even if Wang Shi is certain to die, these two old monsters have not left yet, which proves that there is still a little possibility.

In Wang Shi, there are always infinite possibilities.

The surroundings became quieter, and the poison emitted by the oil flowers became denser and farther away.

Nothing happened, but Yau Hua became more and more uneasy, and laid out all the means to guard against the danger that seemed to be non-existent.

——

The floating mist suddenly came to a complete still, as if solidified, and could no longer move.

The figure had no facial features, but people could clearly feel a pair of eyes staring at them, and he asked word by word, "Who are you?"

It should have been an answer that had been repeated countless times, and Wang Shi would inevitably answer the word "nameless", he had long forgotten everything.

However, Wang Shi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I'm Wang Shi!"

I'm not nameless, I'm Wang Shi!

I can forget everything, but not myself!

As long as I haven't forgotten who I am, I will be able to find all the things that once belonged to me!

The gaze of the figure suddenly sharpened, and at a glance, it seemed to be able to peel off Wang Shi's flesh and blood layer by layer, and see through all the secrets in it.

Did you guess the real meaning of the word "nameless" from the beginning?

After entering the last city, Wang Shi has been trying his best to fight against the immortal qi here, and constantly reminds himself with other heavenly shadows. What he kept reinforcing in his mind was not only rejecting the immortal aura here, but also remembering who he was.

Only by sticking to this point can Wang Shi not be disturbed by anything!

Wang Shi has never forgotten who he is!

A long time ago, Wang Shi had discussed with the opera countless times about the meaning of the Nameless Land, and now it has been confirmed that their speculation is not wrong.

"Who are you?"

This is the third time!

As long as Wang Shi answers that he is "nameless", then he can become a real nameless, become the master of the nameless land, have the strength of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, become the top few people in this world, and have no problem doing whatever he wants!

However, if Wang Shi answered his original name again, then he would not only be useless, but also possibly killed! In the Nameless Land, a famous person is absolutely not allowed to exist!

"I'm Wang Shi!"

Wang Shi's eyes narrowed even more, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sharp pain began to arise in his mind, but it made Wang Shi's smile even bigger because he was recalling everything about him little by little.

Ning Yi, Li Yixian, Yu Honglian, Nan Huaile...... Countless people and things came one after another, filling the vast blank in an instant. Even if the stinging sensation was enough to make people crazy, Wang Shi could still laugh.

Of course, not everyone will be able to do this. The starry sky shattered three times, and was lost three times, Wang Shi had already understood this—what belonged to him would always exist! It was the will tempered by countless lives and deaths that made him remember who he was.

The figure confirmed Wang Shi's answer, and a knife appeared in his hand, completely disgusted with demon knives. His face gradually revealed, exactly the same as Wang Shi.

Since you can't become a nameless, then everyone who enters this city should die!

The stinging sensation in his mind was still strong, but it couldn't affect Wang Shi's knife.

Boom!

Bite!

The two knives collided in an instant!

Compared to that figure, Wang Shi's strength was too much and weak, and he was immediately blown away. Countless gray mist quickly drifted out of his body, draining the power he originally possessed.

In any case, Wang Shi had absorbed a large amount of "immortal qi" here, and at this time, he could not help but be affected, which was undoubtedly fatal.

The figure struck again, and the knife in his hand slashed down with great strength!

The gray mist suddenly solidified and became a noose, fixing Wang Shi's body in mid-air, and he could no longer make any movements, not even the knife in his hand.

In someone else's realm, how could Wang Shi make any effective resistance? He could only watch the knife fall towards the top of his head, and he didn't even have the power to dodge.

In the face of death, Wang Shi was not afraid, but smiled.