As time passed slowly, the unstoppable red tide that had covered the world had long since disappeared, leaving only a gray and quiet world, and the barren land had returned to its usual dead silence and desolation.

Wu Lu held a map made of unknown materials in both hands and looked at it carefully. The map was densely packed with various routes, and Wu Wu Lu was confused.

From the edges of the map, it looks like it has been forcibly torn apart, and this is not a complete map. After seeing this, Wu Wu Lu couldn't help frowning, a broken map was not of much value.

Of course, this map was searched from the remnants of the people in the Heavenly Absolute Holy Land, and with the idea of making the best use of everything and not wanting it in vain, Wu Wulu directly swept away everything they survived after the Red Tide left, and this map was one of them, and it was scavenged from the Heavenly Absolute True Dragon.

Holding the picture in both hands, Wu Lu fell into deep thought for a while.

He is not the poor country boy who has never seen the world, the owner of this map is obviously a person with a very noble status, although Wu Lu does not know the Heavenly Absolute True Dragon, but in this world, as long as some people stand in front of you, even without being introduced, you will know very clearly what kind of person he is.

The fact that a person of such a noble status was willing to carry a broken map with him forced him to reassess the value of the broken map.

There must be some secret hidden in this that Wu Wu Lu did not discover, and Wu Wu Lu looked carefully on the map again. It's a pity that after watching it for a long time, Wu Wulu's eyes were dazzled, and he didn't see the reason.

Wu Lu touched the edge of the map with both hands, and the material of this remnant map made Wu Lu feel very soft and tough.

Wu Lu pondered for a while, and sent a faint original energy to the remnant map. Then, a thin blood line suddenly appeared in the middle of the remnant diagram, and to Wu Lu's surprise, no matter how he turned the remnant diagram in his hand, this blood line always pointed in one direction, just like the pointer on a compass that always pointed to the south.

Now, even the most idiotic person should know what's going on. I just don't know what kind of existence the end of the map is, and what huge opportunities and dangers are waiting for the arrival of the map holder.

Such a careful design of such a map, coupled with the identity of the bearer, seems to be extremely extraordinary, thinking that there must be great benefits in this, Wu Lu looked at the blood line on the map and pointed in the direction, and his heart couldn't help but flutter.

There is a proverb in the Great Wilderness called "the night is long and the dream is many", and what Wu Lu is holding in his hand is not a complete map, so he may not be able to make other people fight the idea of this, in case the benefits are taken by others first, who will cry at that time.

Just do it! After hesitating for a long time, he resolutely decided to change his original plan to find Sansheng Liyanhua and set off in the direction of the blood line on the map. Coincidentally, the direction in which the blood line points is also the direction of the fire realm.

These days in the gray world are not in vain, this section of the journey is already familiar to Wu Wulu, but Wu Lu is still vigilant at all times to prevent being attacked by others. In case there is a sixth child hiding along the way, wouldn't it be a joke to capsize in the gutter!

As the customers of the small shop said in the past, you must always be cautious when you go out, countless people have lost their lives because of carelessness!

But fortunately, several days passed, until they reached the boundary where the gray realm and the fire realm intersected, and there were no accidents, but Wu Wulu still didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

On this day, on the second day after Wu Lu entered the fire realm, there was a sudden sound of fighting in the distance, and Wu Lu stopped and looked at it from a distance, only to see that the original energy in the void in front of him fluctuated violently, and there was a faint cracking sound and a dazzling flash of brilliance.

At a glance, he knew that the capable people in front of him were fighting fiercely, and after seeing this, he decisively changed the direction of travel and prepared to go around directly. In normal times, Wu Wu Lu may sneak over quietly, wait and see, and then decide on the next move.

But now, Wu Wulu's mind is all on this remnant map, and he has no idea of helping people to fight, and this is the Fire Realm, except that the temperature is much higher than that of the Great Thousand World, other aspects are basically the same as the daytime of the Great Thousand World, which also makes the Yan Wu Lu lose the advantage of vision.

At this moment, Wu Lu suddenly sensed an aura that was extremely disgusting to him. For some reason, this cold aura was like the kind of poisonous snake lurking in the dark, which made Wu Wulu feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart. Almost at the same time, the True Scripture of Emperor Wu also operated on its own, as if it had encountered a great enemy of life and death.

He had never felt this way before, and Wu Lu touched his nose, and then sneaked in the direction of the fight.

By this time, the battle was over, and the defeated man was lying motionless on the ground, disemboweled, and the victor exuded an aura of disgust from all over his body.

Wu Lu stared at the victor, to be precise, at the sword in her hand - Daming Vermilion Bird, the sword that Li Muran once used, one of the ten famous swords of the Desolate Clan.

The sword is not far away! The sword is in the people, and the sword is dead! For the swordsmen of the Desolate Clan, the sword is not only a weapon, but also a close comrade-in-arms, and it is also the dignity of the swordsman.

The unexpected appearance of the Daming Vermilion Bird and the disgusting aura exuded by the victor made Wu Lu stunned, and also made Wu Lu worry about Li Muran in the depths of his heart.

Wu Lu has an amazing sense of sword since he was a child, although the appearance of the Daming Vermilion Bird has changed greatly, but he still recognizes it at a glance, and more importantly, in the perception of the Daming Vermilion Bird, the Daming Vermilion Bird at this time is like a mortal, and it has long lost its original spirituality.

"Have you seen enough?" The current owner of the Daming Vermilion Bird was like a puppet, and he turned his head blankly to look at the place where Wu Wu Lu was hiding. The hoarse voice seemed to be synthesized, which made people feel creepy.

Seeing that his whereabouts were discovered, Wu Wu jumped out generously. He just happened to have something to ask the other party, and besides, the fate of the Ming Suzaku should not be like this.

Because the Holy Sword Villa is not only a mountain villa in the Eastern Wilderness Continent, she is also a symbol of the Wilderness Clan's resistance to the invasion and power of the Great Powers. The Daming Vermilion Bird, which represents the Holy Sword Villa, cannot, and can't be such an ending, and Wulu will never allow or accept such an ending.

Wu Lu held the ghost cut tightly, and if the reason didn't make sense, then he didn't mind using force.

"I hate you!" The girl on the opposite side who was carrying the Daming Vermilion Bird pointed directly at Wu Wulu, her eyes were empty as if she had lost her own soul.

Looking at the delicate face that was so pale and bloodless, Wu Lu's mind flashed the ghost girl he met in the library of the Imperial Military Academy, and the person in front of him had the same temperament as Ning Chumeng at the beginning, this was a girl from the ghost side of the North Continent.

"Where did you get this sword in your hand?" Wu Lu tightly locked on to the ghost girl in front of him, and slowly walked towards her step by step.

"I hate you!" The girl on the other side repeated the same words with empty eyes, but the aura of disgust on her body was even stronger.

Gone mad? Or is it not mentally normal per se? Wu Lu frowned, the other party didn't seem to be able to communicate normally!

So, Wu Lu didn't say more, and the demon knife was instantly unsheathed like a silver dragon, and in an instant, the silver light was sheng! It doesn't matter if you can't understand people's words, just use a knife to speak! Force may never be the best solution, but it is definitely the easiest way to achieve results.

At the same time, it seemed that sensing the killing intent of Wu Lu, Mu Bai Yuran suddenly had a monstrous demonic aura all over his body, and the killing intent was soaring, and the Daming Vermilion Bird also came out in response.

I only heard the sound of "Zheng", and after many days, the ghost cut once again hit the blade of the Daming Suzaku. Only this time, there is no sympathy for each other as before, and there is no sound of cheering for the Biansai snare drums, only a cold killing machine remains.

The two powerful forces met to the extreme, and exploded violently, and suddenly the sand and rocks flew, the ground cracked and the mountain collapsed, the air waves were churning, and the wind and clouds were shocked!

At this time, when he saw Wu Lu mentioning the original energy again, the dark energy hidden in the demon knife suddenly exploded, and the explosive original energy came out through the knife, and the incomparably powerful impact force directly crushed Mu Bai Yuran's surrounding demonic energy along the Daming Vermilion Bird in an instant, and rushed in.

Mu Baiyu was caught off guard, and was suddenly shocked by this powerful impact and retreated, and did not stabilize his body until he retreated more than ten steps in a row. Then the throat is sweet, and the mouth spits black blood!

One blow, just one blow, Mu Bai Yuran suffered a heavy blow!

It turned out that Wu Lu found that the ghost girl on the opposite side had no eyes and looked like a puppet, and obviously lacked the sensitivity of the incapable, so he secretly buried his dark energy before making a knife. In the face of this kind of hidden skillful play, even some genius abilities, if they are not careful, they are very likely to be injured, and Wu Lu believes that with the demented appearance of the girl opposite, she will definitely not have that kind of eyesight.

Sure enough, the effect is surprisingly good! Just one blow caused her to suffer a heavy blow, which saved a lot of effort on Wu Lu.

As the saying goes, "take advantage of her illness and ask for her life", Wu Lu has never been a righteous gentleman, and in his place, as long as he can win, the means don't matter. He has never been accustomed to the habit of his opponent, and seeing that the opponent has been injured, he turned his sword and took advantage of the situation to pursue.

"A thousand miles without a journey!" The world-shaking sword moves in the Protector of the World in Emperor Wu's True Scripture came out tyrannically.

A sharp groan suddenly sounded in the air, and a silver light burst through the air like lightning.

At this time, Mu Bai Yuran was able to stop, and before he could regain his breath, a faint silver light had already broken through the air, and he had to reluctantly activate the demonic qi to block it, and the high-speed silver light sharp knife qi and the weak black body protection demonic qi collided fiercely, and immediately let out a deafening explosion.

In the smoke and dust, Mu Bai Yuran flew out upside down again, like a kite with a broken string and fell out for several feet, Mu Bai Yuran was hit hard again, and fell to the ground fiercely.

The next moment, he saw that Wu Wulu's pupils constricted, and he directly withdrew his knife, gave up continuing the attack, and stood in place and was silent. It's dead air! Wu Lu sensed the moment the other party fell to the ground with a heavy blow, and a thick death aura suddenly erupted from his body. The ghost girl on the opposite side turned out to be a dead person, and Wu Lu frowned.

At this time, the ghost girl on the opposite side got up from the ground, looked dazed, glanced at Wu Lu blankly, saw that Wu Lu did not make any movement, and then grabbed the hilt of the sword of the Da Ming Suzaku, and after a few jumps, disappeared from Wu Lu's field of vision.

Wu Lu looked at the direction of the ghost girl's departure with a gloomy face.

decided to let go of that ghost girl, not because she was beautiful, nor because Wu Lu suddenly felt pity and relented for a while. It's only because the other party is a puppet, a poor person who has been manipulated, that he lets her go at this time, and he has a chance to find out who is behind the scenes in the future.

There is no way to let her go easily. He is equal to Li Muran's strength, there is almost no difference between the two, although his strength has improved a little these days, but the other party can hold Li Muran, and his strength is definitely above him. Wu Lu didn't want to buy one get one free, so he gave himself away for nothing.

At the moment, the situation between the enemy and the enemy is unclear, and Wu Wu Lu naturally has to act cautiously and does not dare to venture easily. As for the other party's counterattack, Wu Lu was not particularly worried for the time being, he was in a hurry, he hid directly in the barren land, and who could do anything to him when he saw it.