This brilliance is at the beginning of the burst.

It filled all the space of the shelter he was in an instant.

Suddenly.

Originally, Fang Xiang, who was still disturbed by the strange murmur and even the sound of sharp teeth clashing even with the protection of the talisman, found that all kinds of strange phenomena were empty.

Even the sense of crisis that has always been like a man's back and a fish in the throat has subsided a lot.

"Retreat?"

Looking at the few words on the paper, Fang Xiang's face was full of astonishment.

Although I don't know this font, the moment I see them, I feel like I have some kind of divine sense that rushes straight to my brain, and I don't know it.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Xiang noticed the dissipation of the strange images around him, as well as the rare sense of relaxation and comfort, which gave him a rare opportunity to relax after being in tension and thrill for more than two years.

"This ...... This painting given by Jiang Tianzun has such power? Even the strange radiation power that the talisman given by the immortal in the dark night can't help to dispel? ”

Fang Xiang was first surprised, and he suddenly made a new discovery:

These two words...... If I'm not mistaken, the one on it is the ink that hasn't dried yet, right? In other words, Jiang Tianzun just wrote two words casually, but he sent them to me casually, and he had such a miraculous performance. If so, what if Jiang Tianzun personally took action? What power should it have? This is beyond the limits of what mortals can understand! ”

Come to think of it.

Fang Xiang was like a mortal who had a bottomless abyss, seeing its darkness and knowing its profoundness.

Shiver.

The body trembled involuntarily.

Like the blind man who begins to touch the wings of the sky, he does not know its greatness but feels its majesty.

This is a feeling that even when the Night Immortal showed his supernatural powers in the chat group before, he never had before.

"So wonderful, so powerful! Thankfully, the world can really be saved. ”

Fang Xiang, who was trembling with excitement, held the paper in his hand that was better than thousands of catties of gold before the heyday.

For a while, I couldn't help myself.

"By the way, since it will not take two days for Jiang Tianzun and the Night Immortal to come to this world and do that act of saving the world, then if I can save more survivors now, then the post-disaster reconstruction work will also be able to have a little more strength."

The hope of being rescued was just around the corner, and Fang Xiang's originally cold and numb heart was a little warmer:

"As long as I rely on the Heavenly Venerable Ink Treasure in my hand and the talisman given by the Immortal of the Night, I guess the general weirdness, even those oversized weirdness, can't help me. In this way, not only can I be saved, but also those survivors who are constantly threatened by the influence of celestial phenomena and strange riots can be saved. ”

Heartbeat.

Fang Xiang thought about taking action immediately.

But just as he was about to go out, he was pulled back by a thought:

"This Heavenly Venerable Mobao doesn't know what the upper limit of power is! And I don't know how long it can exist, and if it fails on the way to the rescue, then ......"

was hesitating, but he thought of the tragedies he had seen in the past two years.

Thinking of the various terrifying and evil phenomena that were becoming more and more riotous outside, Fang Xiang, who couldn't bear it, finally chose to go out to rescue.

With the ink treasure of Emikawa in his hand.

Fang Xiang, who came out of the underground passage, never encountered a strange thing again.

In the past, even if he was blessed by the talisman of the Night Immortal, he only let these strange radiations not affect him.

And now, as long as he walked through, all the discords were cleared, and there was a sense of cleansing the universe and shaping the new sky.

Until the sewer manhole cover is opened and crawls out of it.

Fang Xiang's face was full of shock and unreality.

In fact, when I obtained the immortal talisman of the Immortal in the Night.

He was full of hope and tried to use the power of immortal magic to clear some areas that had been contaminated by the radiation of strange powers.

But I never expected it.

The Immortal Night in the chat group has such a majestic magical power, and the immortal talismans given by them are useless in the face of these polluted areas.

Although it is still shining, although it looks fairy, but if it is not, it is useless.

If it weren't for the time when he thought it might be more or less useful in the future, maybe Fang Xiang would have lost it on the spot.

This incident made him think that the chat group in his mind was full of a group of liars, and he made such a tall immortal talisman to tease him.

This made Fang Xiang, who was already suppressed on the edge of his emotions, almost fall into the gray abyss of despair.

Fortunately.

After complaining in the chat group, the night fairy finally came up with a talisman that was of some use.

Fang Xiang's days finally have hope.

After all, there are two if there is one.

Maybe the hope of saving this world falls on this chat group that appeared inexplicably.

Really.

Just today, just now.

Jiang Tianzun, who was finally willing to respond to himself, just wrote the word "retreat" by hand.

The underground passage that used to require oneself to be careful and careful to get away with it has now become a smooth road.

Just when Fang Xiang was shocked that the streets around him had become familiar again, everything that had been distorted by the influence of strange powers and even evil celestial phenomena had returned to its original appearance.

A female voice calling for help from a distance shook him and relieved him.

Women, especially women whose voices are still so young.

If this was in the past, when he heard the cry for help, he would naturally have fled as far as he could, and he would have hid as much as he could.

After all, compared to the little lives saved by his parents' sacrificed their lives, no matter how beautiful the goddess is, it is nothing.

But now, everything is different.

He looked at the Zhang Jiang Tianzun ink treasure in his hand.

I don't know why.

The original plain paper has begun to change its material at this time.

Not only has it become extraordinarily flexible, but it also feels like soothing jade to the touch.

The word "retreat" on it has converged its brilliance at this time, and it has begun to return to its roots.

But judging from the scene of the ring restoration around him, the power of this ink treasure not only did not decrease, but even rose under the influence of some kind of supernatural willpower, and it was no longer transforming all the time.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiang's awe for Jiang Tianzun became heavier and heavier, so much so that he was a little out of breath.

It was only now that he, a mortal ant, had seen a corner of Jiang Tianzun's power.

This is the legend of turning decay into magic, and the word "will" comes as providential...... Jiang Tianzun, it is really terrifying and terrifying, in the future, it is better to work with the boss and them to correct their position! ”

Thinking back to his various disrespects to Jiang Tianzun, Fang Xiang trembled and almost urinated in fright.

However, saving people is important now, and I can't take care of it so much.