Wu Mourning had just witnessed the pre-Song Dynasty, rising because of the tide of aura, and finally fighting brazenly in the betrayal of his colleagues, and finally a strong man who was helplessly trapped in the times and fell, and her last afterglow was so simply extinguished in front of herself.

How so......

It's a little embarrassing.

No matter how strong you once were, how invincible you were, or what kind of heart-wrenching story you had, if you can't achieve immortality, you will only end up turning to dust under the wear of time.

The cruelty of this time.

It is that no matter whether you are good or evil, whether you are high or low, you are so ruthless and treat everyone equally, just like the Tao itself. Wu Mourning was a little regretful, but at this time, he slightly understood why Yu Ji was so obsessed with immortality and ascension, maybe in addition to being a great obsession, it was also a great horror.

Yu Ji didn't want to die.

Wu Mian didn't want to die either.

So after getting the Xuanyuan Orb, he rarely had a kind of melancholy that time was not waiting, if the aura revived more slowly, he might be able to have more room for preparation, instead of being passively pushed into the confrontation of this era. Relying on the system to catch up with all his might, it can be said that he has already stepped into the realm of Zhuxia's top combat power like a legend, but there is no time to breathe, and the confrontation is about to become more intense.

Smashing Shuangshan Island by himself and going to bloody Shazhou City is a 100% signal to start a war.

It's also the right time.

I guess a lot of people out there think so.

After all, everyone hopes to take advantage of the fact that the left-mad law minister has not returned, and seize the opportunity to end the dispute in Yunzhou.

"Huh?"

was playing with the Xuanyuan Orb, analyzing and deducing the information related to its internal magic weapon, Wu Mourning suddenly let out a puzzled syllable, and then the whole person turned into a streamer and shuttled away in an instant. He sensed that Ming Yuezi had already had a result, and he should go back as soon as possible.

When Wu Mourning rushed back to Fang Cai's territory.

The scene in front of him surprised him a little.

Mingyuezi died.

This extreme powerhouse of the Nine Layers of Enlightenment, the death is very cruel, the whole person seems to have been dead for a long time, the body presents a disgusting waxy luster, and there are strange things that resemble flies and bees, and it is really dense and densely opened on the back of his corpse, showing the appearance of a nest.

Mingyuezi is really dead.

Although Wu Mourning had expected this result, he didn't expect that the autopsy immortal would really slaughter Mingyuezi, who still had room for it. Could it be that those seeds thrown out by the autopsy immortal before really played a role?

It's weird.

Wu Mourning, who came from the light, couldn't help but stare vigilantly at the huge figure in the depths of the dense fog, as long as the other party had an abnormal appearance, he would directly take the divine position and bombard it to death.

"You have the smell of Qingbao on your body." What Wu Mourning didn't expect was that the Autopsy Immortal did not attack, but dragged his voice thoughtfully.

"Qingbao Tianzun?"

Wu Mian was slightly stunned, and then realized something.

"You're not the god of the Twin Mountains and Waters, who are you?"

"Your intuition is very keen, my way: do not move, you also call me, do not move Tianzun." After saying this, the huge existence in the fog seemed to directly change the cognition of the inherent image, and it was extremely distorted and weirdly transformed into a fat figure similar to Maitreya Buddha squatting in place.

Wu Mourning's breath couldn't help but suffocate!

When the other party said that it existed, it was as if their own cognition was forcibly distorted, and the terrifying sense of domination was as uncomfortable as a wriggling maggot, a swarm of bees building a nest, and a miasma dancing wildly.

Very familiar!

Very familiar!!

Wu Mian can be sure that he has come into contact with Fudo Tianzun, otherwise he would not have this feeling.

Then Wu Mian knew where this familiarity came from, and he asked tentatively.

"Black and White Buddha Master?"

"What's that?"

Fudo Tianzun didn't understand what Wu Mourning was saying, but it quickly said in a tone of sudden realization.

"Oh, those two annoying monks, they really taste good, but it's a pity that the amount is too small. You were there at the time, so it seems that we are quite fated, and now we meet again. ”

Evil Buddha!

No! It should be said that it does not move Tianzun!

On that day, Zhenze, the black and white Buddha Lord used his life to die, summoned the evil Buddha to try to squeeze into the present world, but was punished by the three arrows of the blazing phoenix, and directly bombarded it back. But this kind of terrifying existence, if you want to put your strength into the present world, it is obviously not that difficult, and the autopsy immortal can do it.

Just as Wu Mourning was like a great enemy, ready to open the three-style bombardment of the gods, Fudo Tianzun continued to speak lazily.

"Wu ...... Xinzhuo, don't get excited, the strength I can maintain is coming to an end, this body will die soon, and my relationship with Qingbao is relatively bad, so I want to give you a hint. ”

"You say."

Wu Mourning clenched his fists, and as long as there was something wrong, he would immediately bombard the immobility in the psychedelic mist.

"You have the breath of Qingbao on your body, you must have been in contact with Qingbao, Qingbao is a villain who does all kinds of evil, he likes to hide in a dark corner to watch others trick him, where there is chaos, there is Qingbao, it likes to surprise very much, enemies and friends can be it."

Fudong seems to really hate Qingbao, and he talks a lot about it.

Its voice became smaller and smaller, and the mysterious and unknown figure was rapidly dispersing, and finally left a word for Wu Mourning.

"Qingbao will still find you, the smell on your body is too strong......"

Then it vanished.

In the colorful fog that slowly cleared, only a few bones were left that were about to rot. It should be the remains of the autopsy immortal, as for not moving, it has completely dissipated, as if it has never appeared, and the strange flies and bees on Mingyuezi's corpse have also disappeared without a trace.

Wu Mian carefully examined the surroundings.

Nothing was left, no traces were captured.

This means......

It is obvious that he is not a kind-hearted and friendly person, and he really wants to move on to the terrifying death pressure it has transmitted, and it is not yet known who will die.

Fortunately, this immovable Tianzun is very incompatible with Qingbao.

did not hide the disgust and hatred in his words, and specially reminded Wu Mourning and Qingbao's movements.

"What an eventful time."

Wu Mian scratched his head with some headaches, the current situation is a mess, plus a-stirring stick Qingbao may be controlled behind his back, the battle between this temple and the family, I'm afraid it will become out of control.

Forget it, these troubles are not considered for the time being.

Next......

"It's time for slaughter." Wu Mourning made a somewhat extreme sound in his mouth, tonight's blood is not over yet.

(End of chapter)