Bang!

In the north of Rongcheng, on a wide main road, a red-black meteorite fell from the sky, smashing a deep crater of astonishing size on the smooth road, and the aftermath blew away the fluttering flags of roadside shops, shattered several fragile glass windows, and caused a panicked scream.

But the next moment, the meteorite took advantage of the momentum to rise into the air, and in an instant, it disappeared from the horrified sight of the crowd, turning into a burning trajectory.

After gliding in the air for hundreds of meters, the upward momentum gradually exhausted, and then fell, during which the falling momentum was folded several times, almost crashing into a densely structured residential building, and finally fell dangerously five or six meters in front of the building, turning a well-tended flower bed in front of the building into thin air in an instant, before taking off again.

Bang!

Bang!!

Soaring again and again, falling to the ground again and again, the meteorite went at an alarming speed towards the north of Rongcheng, which belongs to the Changping District of the six districts on the outskirts of the city, but as it gradually moved away from the prosperous area of Rongcheng, the momentum was also declining at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wang Luo had never felt that his steps would be so heavy......

Born with a Dao body, born extraordinary, since entering the spiritual mountain to practice, he has experienced the depletion of true yuan and the sluggishness of divine thoughts, but he has never had a time when his physical energy is exhausted.

But now, Wang Luo felt more and more unsustainable, every time he took off, he could clearly shake his limbs, and every time he landed on the ground, the indestructible body would instinctively send a signal to stop.

His injuries were a little too severe, breaking the self-healing balance of his innate Dao body. The wound on his chest pierced by the claws seemed to be blocked by a curse, and it was slow to heal, the blackened and foul-smelling blood continued to pour out of the wound, and the parts of his hands that were ignited and melted by the lightning fire were gradually losing their vital support, and it became more and more difficult to maintain the strength to lock his opponent.

In front of him, Han Wu was still squirming and roaring, perhaps because of Wang Luo's weakness, the roar of this evil beast became more and more ferocious, as if it could break free from suppression at any time and launch a counterattack.

After taking off again, looking at the majestic and holy white light at the end of his sight, Wang Luo couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Why is this mushroom city so big?

He had already tried his best to run at this time, and without General Mo Lin's cloak, his speed was still not slow, enough to make many Jindan-level professional flying sword pilots embarrassed, but this was still not enough, far from enough.

I'm afraid he won't be able to reach his destination until he runs out of strength......

And just when this thought just arose, I saw a group of fully armed guards flashing in the air in the distance, with gold bottles and silver guns, it was the desolation team!

"Grass ......"

Wang Luo really couldn't help but curse, but as soon as the scolding came out, he saw the leader of the team, holding his spear high from a distance, swaying from side to side, and using a striking silver light to signal that he didn't want to do anything and keep the peace!

In Wang Luo's impression, there have never been rumors about the cunning and deceitful team of the desolation team, so ......

I heard the captain suddenly say loudly again: "Ahem! The following is just self-talk, and in no way conveys any message to anyone: Not long ago we received a request from friendly forces—ahem, not that I have to emphasize, but the friendly forces I am talking about are idiots who have not carried out the Governor's orders well, and have been spat out with black blood! He wants us to guide the demons that are wreaking havoc in the city out of the city. Based on the basic duty of the Furry City Garrison to defend the homeland and the country, as well as the on-the-spot judgment of the front-line commander, I believe that it is indeed better to send the desolate demons to the outskirts of the city than to intercept them in the air. ”

Wang Luo couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. But then, I saw the captain's edict, and all the members of the desolation team raised the golden bottle in their hands in unison, and clear spring water flowed out of the bottle, which quickly gathered in one place, unfolded like a soft satin, turned into a flowing waterway, and spread it in front of Wang Luo!

The meaning of helping each other could not be more obvious. Of course, Wang Luo would not miss the opportunity, immediately activated the true yuan, adjusted the flying momentum in the air, and landed on the waterway, the next moment, he felt that his body was light, and all the pressure on the seriously injured body seemed to be taken over, and the tiredness brought by forcibly suppressing Han Wu was recovered at an astonishing speed, this clear water not only has the ability to carry all things, but also contains a strong nourishing effect. And the water flowed like light, supporting him to flow northward, and the speed was no less than that of him just walking alone!

The air and waterway, the military formation immortal method used by the desolation team to carry out a rapid march has been of great help at this time!

In the blink of an eye, Wang Luo passed by the team in front of him, including the leading captain, dozens of soldiers adhered to their duties and turned a blind eye to him. Just silently followed him, maintaining the unfolding of the waterway.

Wang Luo didn't say much or do anything, but of course he wrote down this favor.

“■■■■！！”

Han Wu, who had lost all his rationality, was keenly aware of what had just happened and what he was going to face next, his festering body suddenly stopped shaking, and a beast head suddenly twisted its head, looking back at the members of the desolate team who followed closely behind him, and spit out a series of blasphemous words from his mouth.

The desolation team was suddenly suppressed by authoritarianism, although the backlash was not heavy, but it still made these tenacious warriors sway one after another, and some even vomited blood on the spot, but everyone still unswervingly held the golden bottle high, maintaining the clear water route to the outskirts of the city!

And Wang Luo took a deep breath, and with the moisture of the water, he re-squeezed out the power in his body, and turned it into a more severe thunder fire, which blew up so that Han Wu no longer had time to care about it!

Soon, the last leg of the road came to an end.

The ten-meter-high ancient white stone was clearly visible, even if it lost the control of its master, Huang Long, this Longtai Dingshan still had the power to make all barren subconscious fears. Even Han Wu, who was full of madness, faintly shrank under the illumination of that white light......

However, Wang Luo himself was unaware.

Is it because he is not essentially a wasteland? Or is the purity of the desolate poison so high that it can even resist the Molin Holy Treasure?

Perhaps it was the long march that finally reached the end, and the slight relaxation brought by it, Wang Luo was distracted for a moment and lost concentration......

The next moment, he felt a flower in front of him, a burly and fierce figure, suddenly flashed in front of him, with a killing intent like a mountain fire, and blasted a heavy punch.

The punch was an understatement, but in the eyes of the person in front of him, he only felt that half of the sky was covered by the shadow of the fist, and this punch was simply unstoppable!

But why stop it?

Bang......

With a muffled sound, it exploded in front of Wang Luo's chest, and the pitch-black evil beast locked in front of him was like a water ball that had been punctured, exploding into countless black debris, and a burst of white light shone from Longtai Dingshan not far away, sweeping away all the debris.

And the fist that covered the sky and the sun just stopped on Wang Luo's chest, not an inch, not an inch.

"Old general, you really didn't die......

Huang Long laughed: "I'm dead, who will help you get rid of this desolate demon!" But you've become a desolate demon too, cough ......."

At the last word, a mouthful of black blood was already spurting out uncontrollably!

At this time, Wang Luo noticed that there was a bloody hole in the old general's chest!

His heart is gone......

(End of chapter)