"Why didn't you kill me?"

Wang Bao'er looked puzzled, stepping barefoot across the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and where she passed, the remains of those bodies of consciousness that were all over the place began to become illusory, and the blood and flesh sludge collapsed into glowing white points of light and floated towards the sky, like a belt of strange light swaying and fluttering behind her.

For some reason, Wang Bao'er can only hide her identity, although she has not modified her appearance, she wears a mask on her face, which is a five-star prop obtained from the trial, which is extremely rare and can perfectly hide the fluctuations of consciousness.

Although Yan Xing is strong, he is not so bad as to ignore the power of the five-star props and show mercy to her subordinates, but he doesn't know what he sees.

"You're not an enemy, my gut tells me that we should know each other."

Yan Xing shook his head, the mountain of corpses under his feet collapsed and disintegrated, his figure was fluttering, and he appeared in front of the woman in the white dress in an instant, looking up and down carefully, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart, he was very sure that he had never met the other party.

Only the consciousness that enters the void realm, and the physical body, including the light of the life origin in the life aperture, remains in the material world. Therefore, the electromagnetic induction between Wang Baoer and Yan Xing failed.

"Senior brother, don't come unharmed."

The corners of Wang Bao'er's mouth rose slightly, reached out and gently lifted it behind her ear, and took off a white gel film as thin as a cicada's wings, and the next moment, her body was three inches taller, her face was distorted and restored to her original appearance, and even her breath fluctuations changed greatly, with the blazing edge of electricity.

"Senior Sister Bao'er!?"

Yan Xing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, it seems that the [My Life is Mine] talent has taken effect, and the luck is in me, the first time I entered the copy world, I met an old acquaintance.

"Senior sister, it's been four years, long time no see."

"Hmm." Wang Bao'er nodded slightly, her eyes were a little gray, and she seemed to be very tired, and on her fair face, a scar like a centipede extended from her temples to her chin.

Leaving an unhealable scar on the body of consciousness, it is hard to imagine how vicious and strange the attack method encountered.

"What are your injuries?"

Yan Xing's brows furrowed slightly, sensing that Wang Bao'er's state was very bad, and the body of consciousness was like this, and the ontology in reality was probably even worse.

"It's okay, don't talk about me, let's talk about you, junior brother, are you okay lately? We couldn't find any trace of you during the Great Evacuation, and we thought it was ......."

Before she finished speaking, Wang Bao'er suddenly stopped, and secretly said that she was asking too much, looking at Yan Xing's current strength against the sky, the dragon spirit and tiger were fierce, and she didn't have to think about it, she was much more nourished than her.

"Senior brother, where are you now? The Flying Immortal Cave Heaven has been relocated to the Armillary Heaven Realm, if you can, will you come back? Wang Bao wanted to speak and stopped, biting his lip lightly, showing a rare twisting posture, which seemed to be unspeakable.

Yan Xing's eyes flickered, and he glanced at Wang Bao'er deeply, and saw that the other party was reluctant to mention the injury on his face, so he also stopped thinking about asking.

As for the situation faced by Feixian Cave Heaven, Yan Xing can think of it with his heels, it must be very difficult, not to mention the number of resources between heaven and earth, one more force, one more person who shares the cake, and the strength of Feixian Cave Heaven is not up or down, it is not as good as the Holy Land, and it is a hegemon level among ordinary forces, and it is reasonable not to be welcomed.

"In a short period of time, it is estimated that I will not be able to go back, where I am is far, far away, and I do not have the ability to cross this boundless distance for the time being."

Yan Xing's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the underlying meaning in his words was to reject Wang Bao'er's request.

Although Feixian Dongtian will be troubled, it will not be destroyed, although he does not know the specific details of the agreement with the Holy Land in the Fog Wave, but according to the unified urine nature of the top forces, they all cherish feathers very much, and they will unload the grinding and kill the donkey with their backhand, and it is discredited to do this kind of thing.

In addition to the Holy Land, if the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven can't even deal with other levels of power, it will be destroyed if it is destroyed, and he will not be seen anyway, but he can't forget that the whole world is hostile to the pureblood of the human race.

"Senior brother, you, as the idle deacon said."

Wang Bao'er looked complicated, turned around slowly, and didn't care whether Yan Xing could hear it or not, and muttered in a low voice: "The situation of Feixian Cave Heaven is very bad, two years ago, the 'True Prison Holy Land' and the 'Heavenly Sealing Territory Holy Land' came together, on the surface it was to visit, but in fact it was to explore our heritage, everything was going well until ......"

"They saw the Library Pavilion, and for some reason, their attitude suddenly changed, and they asked us to hand over the Library Pavilion in a commanding tone!"

Wang Bao'er's tone was low, and there was still a deep incomprehension in her eyes, as if she didn't understand, in a holy place, what kind of magic classics are not there? Do you still need to covet the "small force" of Feixian Cave Heaven?

What made Wang Bao'er even more puzzled was that the high-level leaders of Feixian Cave Heaven did not hesitate at all, and directly refused, and their attitude was unprecedentedly firm, which was not negotiable.

I'm afraid that it was not so difficult to get Feixian Dongtian to hand over the immortal weapon in the first place.

A treasure chamber is worth more than an immortal weapon? Wang Baoer was puzzled.

"Flying Immortal Cave Heaven refused?"

Yan Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes flickered, although it was an inquiring tone, but with a sense of certainty.

Can you not refuse?

The collection of divine power is nothing, knowledge is something that can be reproduced, it is a renewable resource, and it is delivered to others, and it does not have much impact on the power.

What is truly precious, the Holy Land and the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven are competing for the pure blood of the human race who is imprisoned in the depths of the Library Pavilion, the Origin Goddess.

The pure blood of the human race has the power of comprehension that is difficult for ordinary people to comprehend, and many of the classics written by the origin god are like encrypted files, and only through the translation of pure blood can ordinary people practice and comprehend.

Without the Origin Goddess, it would be impossible for the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven to give birth to top powerhouses for a long time, let alone supreme gods and demons, and it would be difficult for even stepping immortals to appear.

What's more, the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven has just lost the Meteorite Realm, and there is no population base to give birth to bloodline atavism, under the nose of the Holy Land forces of the Hun Heaven Realm, competing with the other party for the pure blood of the human race is undoubtedly dancing on the tip of the knife, extremely difficult, extremely difficult.

With the loss of the Library Pavilion, the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven is destined to decline in the long river of history, until the inheritance is severed, and it is reasonable that it will sternly refuse the Holy Land.

"Well, refused, and for this caused a series of events that pushed the Flying Immortal Cave into a dilemma."

"As far as I know, the high-level can no longer withstand the pressure, and are ready to agree to the conditions of the Holy Land, conduct a competition, and use success or failure to determine the ownership of the Library Pavilion, as a bargaining chip, if we win, the Flying Immortals will truly gain a foothold in the Heavenly Realm!"

Is it really that simple?

A hint of mockery flashed in Yan Xing's eyes, as if he saw the shadow of a sword and sword, the corpses piled up like a mountain, and the heads were rolling and bleeding.

Now this so-called competition is far more dangerous than the Qiyao Ring Competition, the last time the Holy Land had a playful mentality, involving the competition of the pure blood of the human race, and several forces had to kill crazy.

"Senior brother, since your consciousness can enter the void realm, it means that the region where you are located is shrouded in extradimensional time and space!"

"No matter how far away it is, it can be crossed in an instant using extra-dimensional transmission!"

Wang Bao'er's eyes lit up, she turned around and stared at Yan Xing, secretly scolding herself in her heart, she had ignored such a key thing, she had witnessed the growth of Yan Xing, and understood the strength of this junior brother, and how terrible the growth rate was.

In the land of the abyss, "reborn after death", disappeared in the tide of mist, appeared four years later, and could kill tens of thousands of gods and consciousness with the power of one person, and the revealed strength was only the tip of the iceberg.

If you can win the fierce general of Yan Xing, it will definitely be the biggest dark horse in the competition with the Holy Land, maybe, it is really possible......

Thinking of this, Wang Baoer's eyes were full of brilliance, and even the tiredness hidden in her eyes dissipated a lot.

"When is this so-called competition?"

Yan Xing smiled, but a hint of meaning flashed in his eyes, and Wang Bao'er, who was agitated and emotional, did not notice it.

He owes the Pavilion Master of the Library Pavilion a great favor, this favor is to be repaid, he doesn't care about the life or death of the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven, but he can't watch the Pavilion Master fall into the hands of the Holy Land.

With the powerful foundation of the Holy Land, it will be very difficult to rescue the Pavilion Master in the future, and it is almost an impossible task, and when he grows up, maybe the Pavilion Master has been squeezed dry.

Therefore, he could not allow the Holy Land to succeed.

"Ten years later!"

Wang Bao'er's spirit is getting stronger and stronger, and in order to prepare for the competition, many true disciples of Feixian Cave Heaven are doing their best to improve their strength. For this reason, she soaked in the void almost every moment, sharpening her consciousness in many copy worlds until her consciousness was unbearable and passively escaped from the void.

"Senior brother, when you started the trial, it was the first time you entered the Void Realm, right? With your tabula rasa title, it is true that you can't use extra-dimensional transmission, but in ten years, with your skills, you are enough to improve your authority to meet the requirements! ”

"Senior Brother Yan, you are also a child of the Flying Fairy, can you ......?"

Speaking of this, Wang Bao'er's tone was earnest, and her beautiful eyes were full of expectation.

The Wang family has been completely tied to the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven and has become the fifth vein force, with both glory and loss, and without the Falling Immortal Realm, there is no other way out.

It is reasonable, whether it is for the sake of the clansmen or his own future development, Wang Bao'er can't watch Feixian Dongtian fail.

"Well, I'll think about it."

Boom –

Before the words fell, Yan Xing's figure suddenly froze, his eyes widened, and the amber boy hole was slightly distorted, turning into a silver-white gray color.

God's Sense, Seventh Sense: Time!

Between words and deeds, under the stimulation of Wang Bao'er in the outside world, events closely related to themselves were triggered, and the corner of the future was forcibly reflected in the depths of Yan Xing's eyes in a bizarre and bizarre manner.

He saw it.

The vast earth, a scorched earth, gods and demons roared above the sky, endless thunder and flames fell, the void shattered, and the chaos was suspended.

Asking the state of mind, sliding down to the sky, the realm is imprinted with a deep fist print.

The Sky Splitting Sword, buzzing and trembling, the sharp sword light shone for hundreds of millions of miles, and a large area of the sun, moon and stars were cut down, turning into red meteors, colliding with the earth's crust, volcanic eruptions, and scarlet blazing magma shot into the void.

The corpses are continuous, and the blood is flowing.

At the foot of the Ancient God Mountain, the incomparably tall and majestic giant, pierced through the chest by a spear, was fixed on the cliff wall, and the red blood was rolling like a river. The giant's eyes were round, glaring at the sky, his eyes had lost their color, and the strange totem intertwined with thunder and fire in the center of his eyebrows gradually faded out......

Raymond, killed in battle.

On the bank of the river of blood, a figure stood with a sword, long silver hair fluttering in the wind, silver eyes disappeared, only two pitch-black holes remained, and an invisible sword light penetrated the center of this person's eyebrows, reaching the depths of the earth.

Zang Wu, died in battle.

Ho ho! Roar Roar Roar –

A petite woman, bound by colorful law chains, suspended above the void, below which several figures stood, each holding a scarlet blood banner in their hands, and the extremely thick black mist gushed in from the surface of the banner, twisting and wriggling, pouring into the woman's angry eyes.

The eyes, which were originally like scarlet swirls, inhaled a large amount of black mist, which was difficult to digest, and had turned into pitch black, and the child holes were full of cracks, but those figures still ignored it, silently urging the blood flags, allowing more black mist to pour into the woman's eyes.

Quinn, madness.

"Although I die, the will of the flying immortal will be cut off forever, wait, junior brother, he will come back and avenge us......"

"Oh, the wail of the defeated dog."

Boom! Groaning –

An incomparably brilliant sword light, through the heavens and the earth, hundreds of millions of miles of clouds were cut off, the electromagnetic force field that had been superimposed layer by layer, under the extremely sharp sword light, like a rotten leaf, inch by inch cracked, the woman in the center of the magnetic field was haunted by endless thunder, and the colorful metal turned into a huge shield, but the sword light seemed to be nothing that could not be cut and broken, smashing the magnetic field, cutting off the shield, and cutting the woman's fair and slender neck......

Thundered!!

A purple-blue thunderbolt pierced the void, as if it was a swan song before death.

Wang Bao'er, died in battle.

The light and shadow flowed, and more and more figures flashed one by one, Xian Qiuming, Sikong Great Elder, Ethereal Lingzi, Evil Saint, Lu Tiexian......

They were all killed in battle, and there were no bones left.

"Whew!"

Yan Xingmeng opened his eyes, the silvery color of his eyes receded, and Tong Kong turned amber again, and a trace of cold sweat flowed down his forehead. This time the corner of the future is very close, and there is no terrifying existence that can penetrate time and space, and the consumption of him is very small, and there is no backlash and injury.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

When Wang Bao'er saw this scene, she was stunned, she didn't know what happened to Yan Xing, and the fierce aura that flashed just now made her feel in her heart, and she also had infinite reverie about the strength of her junior brother.

"Don't think about it, ten years, right? I will go back. ”

"Hehe, those guys in the Holy Land are very arrogant!"

Yan Xing grinned, his eyes were extremely dark, and the window of this soul was like a bottomless abyss, difficult to peep into.

"Senior brother, thank you!"

Wang Bao'er was stunned for a moment, her mouth was slightly open and very cute, and then she reacted, her eyes burst into bright light, and her mood fluctuated and it was difficult to calm down.

She didn't know what caused Yan Xing to change her attention, but none of this mattered, if the junior brother could agree to participate in the competition, everything would be enough.

The gentleman's words are difficult to chase, and Yan Xing is even more spittle and nail, what he promises, he will definitely do it, Wang Baoer is convinced of this.

"You're all Flying Immortal disciples, there's no way I'm going to watch you fight hard, right? Needless to say, I didn't do anything for any one person. ”

Yan Xing waved his hand, his gaze as calm as water.

Wang Bao'er didn't know that with Yan Xing's change of mind, his future fate had quietly changed.

There are still ten years to go in the competition, so there is no hurry for the time being, Yan Xing looked around and focused his attention on the trial.

"Senior Sister Bao'er, can you get out of the world of Yuyu? I'm not going to waste any more time, and I'm going to destroy the core of negative consciousness and bury this world, as well as all negative creatures, adventurers, and ......"

If Wang Bao'er doesn't leave, he will only be annihilated with the world, and the body of consciousness will die, so he can only wait for ten years before he can recast the body of consciousness and land in the void.

In order to cope with the competition, she is making every effort to improve her cultivation, if she can't take advantage of the convenience of the Void Realm, it will undoubtedly affect her preparation for battle, and her ontological consciousness will be severely damaged, it will be difficult to heal, and her strength will plummet.

"Out of this realm?"

Wang Baoer smiled wryly, how can things be so simple, come if you want, leave if you want, don't you treat the negative world as child's play.

"Senior brother, if you want to leave the dungeon world, you must first complete the most basic hunting task, and I need to kill a hundred fifth-order negative creatures."

Fifth-order negative creatures, the power of consciousness is roughly equivalent to that of the Divine Hidden Realm, and the methods of these monsters are strange and changeable, and it is not easy to kill them. If they can't, they can only wait for the trialist to complete the trial, or die, before they can opt out of the dungeon world in advance.

"A hundred? It's easy! ”

Yan Xing's perception spread, and thousands of miles away, there were a large group of negative creatures, looking for the aura fluctuations on his body, and slowly gathered over.

The palms of the hands were clenched, and the gravitational silk threads crossed the void, tightly binding the thousand negative creatures, and dragged them back.

Thundered!

The earthquake trembled, and the dense monsters fell like raindrops, their huge size crushed the soil layer to the ground, and the terrifying force field and aura were majestic, and they were unable to move.

"Kill, leave as soon as you're done, don't delay my errands."

Yan Xing pursed his mouth and motioned for Wang Bao'er to do it.

Wang Bao'er: "Senior brother...... (๑°⌓°๑)。 ”

Happy New Year, book friends!