When the white trail wakes up.

His head ached, and he could feel an iron hoop on his head slamming against him, almost tearing his head completely.

Suddenly.

A voice asked, "How did you get through the extradimensional rift?"

Am I being interrogated?

Even though the white trail was still drowsy, he still snorted coldly with disdain, and said in his heart that he wanted to take out the information from my mouth, you must have underestimated the loyalty of the thirty-six holy knights too much.

"I see. ”

Although the white trace did not answer, the mystery answered, but the white trace only felt a sharp pain in the brain, and screamed in pain.

"What is the terrain like in your wasteland, how many people are there?"

The soul-chasing voice sounded again.

But this time, Bai Trace only felt as if his brain was being stirred by a stick, and the painful feeling made him fall to the ground and convulsed violently.

Xuanji asked again: "Is your desolate realm prosperous aura now, how is it compared to this place?!"

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

The white trail is already inlet but not out.

But even if he doesn't answer, as long as he still has instinct, as long as he can still listen to people's words, then the information that Xuanji wants to know, as long as he knows, he can't hide it.

Monk, how terrible.

Fang Zheng suddenly felt that in order to save Char, he let the monks enter the wasteland, would it bring Char a terrifying and powerful enemy?

But when he thought about it, he felt that he was too worried, knowing that these monks were not strangers, but his fellow monks.

Even the worst possible outcome.

The Shushan Sect really used the Desolate Realm to achieve the same thing as the aura recovery plane.

I am the master of the Ming Sect, isn't the Ming Sect the best place to accommodate these Shushan disciples?

Although his cultivation is not too high now, he also has a lot of popularity on Shu Mountain, and Fang Zheng can feel that Xuanji really loves him like a nephew...... Even for the sake of his own face, even if he really reached the aura revival plane, he would never be like going to the desolate realm.

After all, a monk is also a righteous monk.

Before myself, I thought too much......

Or if things do come to this.

Fang Zheng's mind suddenly appeared with the graceful image of Su Hoqing.

By the way, there's Lu'er.

Some time ago, their master and servant came together to find themselves......

How to put it, the other party is saying that this is too depraved, but it is also too tempting...... Although it is different from Lu'er and Soho Qing, there is still some emotional foundation with Qing'er, and with Lu'er, it is really purely the eldest young master and the maid in the room.

But helplessly, Lu'er looks good, as Qing'er said, if Lu'er is not as qualified as her, it is really hard to say which of the two of them is a young lady and who is a maid, therefore, in terms of appearance, Lu'er may not be inferior to Qing'er too much, and on the bed, it is naturally another style, sharing both styles......

There is no emotional foundation and no way, Fangzheng can only give in shamefully.

If the two worlds really have something in common.

Fang Zhengke never told Su Heqing about Di Qingyi, nor did he tell Di Qingyi about Su Heqing...... And......

The problem is not just theirs.

Yan Yan, this girl is pestering me so much, if Xiaomeng sees it, she will probably be jealous......

And Yan Yan is actually very domineering, sometimes when she sees herself and her master's father, she will seem to be coquettish but domineering and forcibly squeeze in to have a kick.

If you let her know about Xiaomeng's existence......

Fang Zheng suddenly felt that if the two worlds were really interconnected, he would better worry about his own safety than worrying about Char's safety.

This is completely the rhythm of the thunder and the fire of the earth and the capsizing of the boat.

Thinking about it, Fang Zheng's mind suddenly appeared with Yun Zhiqing's shadow, as well as ...... Tassel......

and Yao Jinxin, who was holding a leopard print wine bottle and laughing heartily.

"Ahem, ahem...... This one isn't, these guys really aren't ......."

Fang Zheng coughed suddenly.

But whether it's or not, this one does seem dangerous!

At this time, Xuanji asked several questions one after another, each of which was about the specific matters of the wasteland, although Xuanji was not a general who led the troops to fight, but he also knew the truth that he knew that he was invincible in a hundred battles, and the things he asked were no matter how big or small.

Until......

The white trail fell to the ground, without the slightest breath, as if he was already dead and could not die again.

Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief gently, turned around, saw that Fang Zheng's face was different, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......."

Fang Zheng hurriedly shook his head.

God's mercy, he was really divergent thinking just now.

Even his own master dared to arrange it...... That's my master......

Fang Zheng put aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and the boat naturally went straight to the bridge, and it was not too late to worry about this matter when it really happened......

"How's it going?"

"The aura of the Wasteland is rich, and it is indeed far above this plane!"

Xuanji said: "There is value in conquest, but it only depends on the words of a Shushan faction......"

Fang Zheng asked, "The Wasteland is very powerful?"

Xuanji said: "The Lord of the Desolate Realm, the Desolate Emperor, has millions of desolate soldiers under his command, and everyone is outstanding...... There are no less than 10,000 desolate people at the god guard level, no less than 100 desolate people at the god general level, and more than 20 desolate people at the god level level. ”

Saying that, afraid that Fang Zheng didn't understand what he meant, he explained in detail: "This white trail is a god-level desolate man, extremely strong, if you want to kill him, I'm afraid you have to at least have to be a condensation realm monk, so it can be seen that the god-guard-level desolate man should correspond to a foundation building monk!"

Seeing that Fang Zheng was thoughtful, he said: "And in addition to the Desolate Emperor, there is also a desolate hall in the desolate realm, this desolate hall not only has countless masters who can fight well, but also seventy-two desolate pillars, thirty-six holy knights, twelve bishops, four major priests, plus the contemporary desolate master, in terms of grassroots strength, it is far above my Shu Mountain!"

When Fang Zheng heard this, he was secretly shocked.

There are no less than 10,000 desolate people at the god guard.

More than 10,000 master generals whose strength can be compared to Wuzun?

You must know that if the entire Char is counted, I am afraid that the number of Wuzun will not exceed three thousand, and it must be counted as wild!

The strength of the Wasteland is far superior to that of the Yuan Star...... If you want to surpass in numbers, I'm afraid you have to at least gather all the Yuanxing masters.

It's no wonder that the Wasteland has been able to compete with Yuan Xing for so long, and it still has the upper hand without taking advantage of it.

And in the end, it is the power of the world.

The power of the twelve bishops, Fang Zheng has already seen......

It's not something that a grandmaster can compete with.

There are even the main priest and the desolate lord and the desolate emperor on it.

Of course, it doesn't hurt, but the army of millions.

No matter how strong Shushan is, it is just a sect in the world of the end of the law, and there are no less than ten sects that can compete with Shushan...... If you want to eat this piece of fat safely and soundly, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it.

"But the good news is that when it comes to high-end combat power, I'm afraid they can't compete with us at all!"

Xuanji sneered: "At the very least, with my ability, if I enter this crack in another dimension, I am confident that I will have no opponents within the desolate realm!"

"Do you know how to enter the rift of another dimension?"

"Well, I've known through this white trail. ”

Xuanji said: "The spirit summoning flower can form a resonance through pairing, and then the next one stays here, holding the other one into the crack of another dimension, with the traction of the spirit summoning flower, it can ensure that you will not get lost in the crack of the other dimension, you can return safely, and the breath of the spirit summoning flower can protect the safety of us!"

Fang Zheng said thoughtfully: "In other words, the Spirit Summoning Flower is the ticket." ”

Xuanji nodded and said: "There are nearly four thousand spirit summoning flowers left, we have two thousand places to enter, if we leave the flower seeds and maintain the aura of the Nine Veins Peak, we have a thousand places to enter the wasteland, within the wasteland, the aura is strong, if you can enter it to cultivate, especially for those disciples who have been stuck in the bottleneck for many years in my Shu Mountain, I am afraid it will be easy to break through!"

He sneered: "The strength of these wasted people is indeed high, if you want to destroy them all, even our Shushan is a little difficult, but our Shushan is sparsely populated after all, and we have no intention of seizing their power and fighting for their power...... If they agree, we will live in harmony, but if they don't...... Hum...... Although there are few people in Shushan, we are not bullied by cats and dogs. ”