Now it's developed!

As soon as he entered the chaos, he was at Zhan Wuji's side!

As soon as he thought of this, "Fu Poor" immediately said: "Zhan Wuji, how is it on your side?" ”

Zhan Wuji's clone still maintained its original expression and posture, and there was no movement.

"Fu Poor" frowned, and at this time he realized that something was wrong with Zhan Wuji!

This is a body with only rules, no will!

He was shocked in his heart, Zhan Wuji was a person in the eighty-one realm, how could this happen?!

"Fu Poor" pondered as he released his divine sense and swept around.

However, just when his divine consciousness was ten meters away from Zhan Wuji, a hot and sharp pain instantly spread from his brain!

"Fu Poor" immediately withdrew his divine sense, his momentum fluctuated like a tide, and after a long time, he finally took a breath, but he was still injured by the Great Sun True Flame!

His face darkened, and a figure similar to him appeared around him in an instant.

This is an identical doppelganger like him, with the same breath and the same movements......

Immediately, with the thought of "Fu Poor", this doppelganger immediately launched the escape technique and flew away into the distance.

However, this clone, when it was still more than ten meters away from Zhan Wuji, it instantly turned into black powder, without any resistance, and instantly turned into flying ashes!

Before the ashes could fall to the ground, they had been burned by the fire of the Great Sun, and there was nothing left.

Seeing this, "Fu Poor" changed his face slightly, and he suddenly realized that no matter whether Zhan Wuji had anything to do or not, once he got out of the ten meter range of this junior, he would definitely die!

It's not that someone is attacking them, but with his current cultivation, he can't resist the scorching sun in the sky at all!

No wonder!

It's not like it's not unheard of before, and it's one to go in one.

They all felt that this time, they were afraid that it would be more auspicious than lucky.

But all this happens during the day!

The danger of this flood war is far beyond his expectations!

As soon as he thought of this, "Fu Poor" immediately whispered: "Zisai, Zisai." ”

After calling "Zisai" more than ten times in a row, "Fu Poor" only felt that there was silence around him, only the whistling yellow sand remained, and there was no reaction, and his expression suddenly became serious.

Judging from the current situation, he is not sure which people are still alive all these years, but it is certain that there are two people who are definitely still alive!

One of them is Zhan Wuji.

This is the starting point of this immortal path, and once he dies, the game is lost.

That's death!

Another thing is the status of the "Purple Plug" in Yanxi City.

This is the Mahayana that came in front of him and was the last to come in.

Ever since the "Purple Plug" entered the chessboard, this game has not been touched.

Therefore, Su Zhentian's "Ink Gem" and the "Yili" of Wushi Villa, the people who entered this chess game one step ahead of "Zisai" may have died, while "Zisai" must not have died!

However, he called out 'Venerable', but received no response.

Is it the "purple plug" who is in trouble and can't answer?

Or is he simply incapable of reacting?

"Fu Poor" continued: "Yes, yes, yes. ”

shouted the word "woe" several times in a row, but there was no response to "Fu Poor".

He thought about it, Zhan Wuji and "Zisai" must still be alive, and "Calamity" is the most likely to survive in all Mahayana realms!

A day ago, the "Lingering Rock" of the Cold Sword Sect, the "Ju Yu" of the Innate Sect, the "Snake Cultivator" of Qingyao Mountain, and others took action one after another, but they were all killed!

There is only the word "woe", because of his relationship with Zhan Wuji, so that the white chess in this game of chess will not die again.

In fact, the reason why he got involved is also a lesson from a "disaster".

Now, whether it is "purple plug" or "woe", there is no reaction.

"Fu Poor" moved in his heart, and immediately whispered: "Panshi, Panshi." ”

After shouting more than ten times in a row, "Fu Poor" was just about to stop when he heard a rather familiar voice in his ears: "Is there something wrong?" ”

The person who spoke was none other than the "Lingering Rock" of the Cold Sword Sect!

Fu Poor fell silent and did not answer.

But "Fu Poor" did not answer, and the words of "Yingyan" sounded in his ears, and they became louder and louder, "What do you want me to do?" ”

"What's the matter?"

"Find me......" Chen Cao looked at the scene in front of him.

"What?" He asked.

"What's going on?"

The sound wave seemed to have an entity, echoing in the ears of "Fu Poor", with him and Zhan Wuji as the core, above the desert, sandstorms roared out and swept away in all directions.

The chaotic, cold, evil, and evil forces seem to pour down from nothingness, impacting the body of the "poor".

Fu Poor's face was a little pale, and he just stood beside Zhan Wuji, the expression on his face did not fluctuate in the slightest, but in his ears, blood flowed out one after another.

After a while, the sand and gravel fell like a torrential rain.

In the rustling sound, the sound of "lingering rocks" gradually subsided.

"Fu Poor" got a chance to breathe, and his face was also iron-blue.

The "Lingering Rock" of the Cold Sword Sect, the "Ju Yu" of the Natural Sect, and the "Snake Cultivation" of Qingyao Mountain all fell here!

A dead creature can still respond to his call, and that majesty makes him, as a Mahayana cultivator, almost unable to resist!

It wasn't "Lingering Rock" who answered him before, this was clearly a terrifying fake immortal!

"You can't travel during the day."

"Don't answer other people's words casually......"

"At the moment, that's all there is to it."

As soon as he thought of this, "Fu Poor" used several methods one after another to explore other prohibitions in the flood wilderness.

However, without one exception, all attacks, once within ten meters of Zhan Wuji, would be immediately burned by the Great Sun Flame.

It didn't take long for "Fu Poor" to stop attacking, hiding all his strength, and standing quietly beside Zhan Wuji.

The only thing he could do now was wait until nightfall.

Or, wait until Zhan Wuji heals.

He had nothing else to do but this.

In the gray space, Zhan Wuji's clothes fluttered in the wind.

Ahead of him, a path that was so dim that it seemed to disappear at any moment was rushing towards him.

With the surging breath of life, ten bright suns, with a scorching breath, flew back from the passage.

Ten suns, roaring behind Zhan Wuji, returned to his sea of consciousness.

In his mind, the big tree swayed gently, the leaves swayed, carrying ten suns, and the emerald green leaves suddenly swelled up and became thicker.

At the same time, Zhan Wuji felt that his basic cultivation had reached another level!

A pure cyan air flow rose from behind him and soared straight into the sky, carrying Cui Wei's sword intent, as if it could cut off all living beings.

At this moment, Zhan Wuji Divine Soul had a feeling of fluttering immortality, although he had not yet ascended, neither the Dao Body nor the Divine Soul were mortals.