Wu Di clasped his hands, and the soul villain of the immortal Daoist in his hand finally let out an unwilling roar, the soul fire was extinguished, and the soul villain turned into tiny purple points of light, dissipating among the thousands of demon mountains. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

'Ding' 'Dong'

At the same time as the immortal Daoist dissipated, the immortal treasure who was originally hidden in the deepest part of his soul also lost cover and fell to the ground.

A page of golden 'paper', like gold and not gold, like wood and not wood, the three big characters of the immortal recipe are clearly visible, and then there are small characters like tadpole texts, containing endless patterns, Wu Di just glanced at it casually and threw it into the 'silver'.

In addition to the half-volume of immortality, there is also a parchment scroll, and there is only one word on the scroll - immortal, which disappears in an instant, turning into a wordless heavenly book.

Wu Di turned it over and was stunned that he didn't see a flower, and finally threw it into the silver.

Immediately, Wu Di stepped into the butterfly formation, and the light flashed and disappeared from the Ancient Demon Mountain.

Half a day after Wu Di disappeared, a burst of unbridled laughter suddenly sounded among the thousands of ancient demon mountains.

"I'm immortal, hahaha. The Broken Soul of the Immortal Daoist laughed.

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On the other side of the continent, far away and boundless, here is a boundless sea, with stormy waves and water hitting three thousand miles.

In the middle of this boundless sea, there is a lonely island, or more appropriately, a black nest.

At this moment, on the black stone couch of the black nest, a dissolute young man opened his misty sleepy eyes, took a sip of vigorous wine, and waved his hand.

In the depths of the distant no-man's land, the Immortal Daoist who had just condensed the shattered soul suddenly shouted in horror.

A small black butterfly flew up slowly, turning into a small spinning black hole, strangling the broken soul of the immortal Daoist.

'Click'

A full nine heavenly thunderbolts fell, and together with the small black butterfly, the remnant soul of the immortal Daoist was completely wiped out into nothingness.

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This is a valley of birds and flowers, melodious and graceful birdsong, not far away is a raging and magnificent waterfall, splashing water in the sunlight to form a beautiful rainbow, colorful butterflies flying in the garden.

Wu Di looked around and found himself in the only pavilion in the valley.

The surrounding scenery gives people a sense of tranquility and peace, and the dull and depressing Taigu Magic Mountain are completely two extremes, being in such a beautiful situation, Wu Di feels that he is a lot more relaxed, and feels a long-lost calm.

The pavilions are old, revealing ancient meaning, but they are not stained with the slightest dust.

Wu Di sat on the stone bench and took out a fragrant spirit fruit, which immediately attracted butterflies to fly in the sky and swirl around him.

After resting for a few days in a secluded valley, Wu Di decided to leave.

The valley is not big, and it takes a few moments to walk at the speed of Wu Di, but there is no way out, and it is like an independent small world.

After searching in the valley for a long time, Wu Di stood in front of a smooth stone wall, his eyes became deep, in his eyes, the smooth stone wall in front of him was completely different.

He saw a person in fluttering clothes and a wandering skeleton like a fairy standing on the top of a misty mountain cliff, turning into a butterfly, half black and half white......

Seeing this, Wu Di's 10,000-year-old iceberg face unconsciously melted, touched his chin, Wu Di took out a sword from the 'silver', and carved a line of words in the blank space of the stone wall.

After the engraving was completed, the picture on the stone wall was also announced, and a butterfly formation appeared on the stone wall, and Wu Di strode forward without hesitation, submerging in the butterfly formation.

If someone later comes to this valley, or if the owner of the valley comes back and sees the words left on the stone wall, I am afraid that he will be angry and laugh.

Wu Di wrote a message on the stone wall with the following note: "There is a fish in the North Underworld, its name is Kun, the Kun is so big, it can't be stewed in a pot, and when it turns into a bird, its name is Peng, and the Peng is so big that it needs two barbecue grills, one cumin and one slightly spicy."

The so-called foodie is probably talking about people like Wu Di.

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The instantaneous teleportation array was triggered, Wu Di left the small boundary of the valley and appeared in a primeval old forest, looking around, surrounded by patches of unknown old trees, one by one towering into the sky, and the bottom trunk required more than ten or twenty people to hug to surround it.

However, the strange thing is that in such a primitive old forest, there is a dead silence, not to mention the birdsong, not even a single insect appears.

This is the no-man's land, the mysterious area that accounts for 70% of the continent that has survived since the great changes in the most ancient periods, except for a few areas where some ancient aliens remain, most of the rest of the area has no paleontology surviving.

Depending on the cultivation, the alien creatures can live in the no-man's land for a very different time.

Wu Di now regrets very much, regretting why he emptied all the prey in the 'silver' and put it all in the store's food warehouse.

God knew that he would be suddenly teleported to this place, and he was not mentally prepared at all.

In the past nearly a month, Wu Di can only use the spirit fruit to satisfy his hunger, although the spirit fruit is good, but he has long been tired of eating it every day.

He hasn't eaten meat for many days, and Wu Di is now about to fade out of his mouth.

I finally got out of that gloomy ghost place, and it turned out to be out, but there wasn't even a bird in this deep mountain and old forest.

"Damn, what the hell is this place, I'm going to vomit if I eat this thing again. Wu Di took a bite of the high-grade spirit fruit in his hand indignantly, and said words that were enough to make ordinary monks stare angrily.

There are high-level spirit fruits who are so dissatisfied, and they actually say that they are going to eat and vomit, what kind of person is this?

"Dizi bless, hurry up and let me meet a living thing that can be eaten, it will work, I will change my name to Wu Youdi. Wu Di held Mu Qingzhu's bamboo flute, and muttered out of tune.

Suddenly, at this moment, a loud bang resounded hundreds of miles away, the mountains and rocks cracked, and the terrifying energy storm could even be felt by Wu Di who was hundreds of miles away.

'Wow'

The sound of the bird of prey made Wu Di's expression instantly flutter, his steps were windy, his body seemed to turn into a cannonball, and he rushed out like lightning, and everywhere he passed, the sound of sonic booms was endless, and the hard earth cracked thick gaps one after another.

The distance of hundreds of miles was no different from hundreds of meters under Wu Di's outburst, and in just a few breaths, Wu Di arrived in the middle of the battlefield.

In the sky, a golden eagle of gold-like struck a heroic young man, and a little lower in the sky two blinding rays of light were engaged in a fierce battle.

"Robbery, hand over your bird. Wu Di shouted violently, staring at the golden eagle's eyes shining.

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