Sure that Xin Wuzhen was out of breath, a wisp of fire poked out of his clothes to devour him, and she didn't have the joy she expected to see the enemy she had chased for many years to no avail die in a "brand-new" time.

There is only calm, and there is no trace of emotional ups and downs, as if it is not Xin Wuzhen who is burned to black ashes, but a piece of wood that has collapsed to the ground. With her hands on the armrests of her chair, she slowly stood up and strode out the door without looking back.

It's time to put behind the things that you can't change, to embark on a new journey, to accumulate, to fight, to become better than ever.

The bitter cold land is a frozen wasteland, where you can't see spiritual plants, you can't see group monsters, and occasionally living creatures appear and rush to the teleportation channel.

There were few fights here, and the demon cultivators and the Terrans who were in a hurry couldn't wait to leave, and there were also people who came here from the outlands from time to time, and they didn't want to stay in this seemingly lifeless place for long.

Fu Yi walked all the way to the "square" where the teleportation channel was located, saying that it was a square, but it was actually a circular open space planned by the formation, because this open space was also surrounded by open space, the creatures could only find it from afar with the spiritual light emitted by the channel.

This is the road she has walked countless times, but every time in the past she was under pressure and despair that she could not see the future, this time she was in a relaxed and happy mood, and she wished she could run faster.

This territory belongs to the Northern Ice Wolf Clan, the wolf clan is cunning and ruthless by nature, but it is quite atmospheric in the matter of spirit stones, and if you want to enter the teleportation channel, you only need to pay a thousand lower grade spirit stones. Unlike in the outer realms, twenty medium-grade spirit stones are obtained for short-distance teleportation, which is simply sad and poor people cry.

"The price of goods in the outer region is high, and there are still two thousand two hundred and twenty-three spirit stones left after the transmission fee, and the mirage coral does not dare to sell it easily, and the two Fu Bao and Ning Shenxiang and Zhuji Dan are given by Xiao Yun and cannot be sold, it seems that they can only sell the longevity chalcedony essence first. ”

She didn't plan to use it for herself, and with the advanced speed of "Nameless Swordsmanship", she believed that she could live a long time, and she didn't need to increase her life for a hundred years for no reason. Miracle drugs such as life extension have always been that the more she takes them, the stronger the resistance will be, and she will never use them easily until she is forced to do so.

At the advanced level, the battle with time will be more intense, and it is not too late to take life-prolonging things if you can't break through the lifespan.

There was a young man dragging a wolf's tail standing next to the small teleportation square, his face was stinky, as if he was reluctant to defend the formation here. Fu Yi shouted "senior" in a low voice, and seeing that he didn't respond, he took out a thousand lower grade spirit stones from the storage bag and handed them to him.

The young wolf swept his tail, put the spirit stone suspended in the air into the storage space, and lazily raised his tail, signaling to Flick his clothes and enter the battle by himself.

Flicking clothes and jumping into the formation, a cursory glance found that there were already eighty-six monks standing inside, and two more entered the formation to activate. Every time you start a teleportation array, you need a lot of spirit stones, and the longer the distance, the more you need, and in order not to lose money, the forces that manage the teleportation will set the formation larger.

There are not many monks who go out in the Dragon Binding Domain, and it is rare to get together ninety-nine people, and it is possible to wait for ten days and half a month if you are unlucky. Fuyi found an empty seat to stand still, and suddenly heard someone communicating with her.

"You've built the foundation?"

Flicked his clothes and was stunned, his voice was a little familiar, it was Song Hongyuan who did not have a hoarse voice. When she entered the formation, she didn't take a closer look at the monks and demon cultivators inside, there was a golden pill period, and her divine sense naturally didn't dare to sweep around, but she didn't expect that he had also built a foundation, and just caught up with the same batch of teleportations.

"Yes, Song Daoyou has also built a foundation, congratulations. ”

"Tongxi. ”

Song Hongyuan stood at the other end of the formation, separated by dozens of high-ranking monks in the breech, neither of whom had the intention of greeting each other head-on.

"Xin Wuzhen is dead. ”

"Really?"

Song Hongyuan's voice was very calm, and it seemed that he had come out of hatred, and there was no longer any obsession in his heart. Thinking about it, it's a cool thing for the enemy to get retribution, but this coolness lasts for a while at most, and life should go on.

This is a healthy and active monk, who always stares at one thing and is tired.

Fu Yi didn't plan to spread the word again, the two had no friendship at all, and most of them would not intersect in the future, and they quickly separated after a short meeting, which is the norm for most monks in the world.

What she didn't expect was that Song Hongyuan actually took the initiative to ask her. "I still don't know what to call a fellow Daoist. ”

The first time the two met was hostile, the second time they met outside the secret country and they used each other, and the third time they were quite friendly, but Song Hongyuan didn't plan to ask her what her name was. Unexpectedly, he was about to leave the Dragon Binding Domain, and he still had the heart to make friends, and it seems that he really came out.

"My name is Whisk. ”

"Where are you going?"

Fu Yi inexplicably heard a little confusion from his tone, his eyes passed through the gap, and he vaguely saw the back of Song Hongyuan in black, which was so thin that it seemed to be able to be smashed through with a punch.

"Of course, it's a trip to three thousand domains. Like many monks who have never gone out, he grew up under the oppression of demon cultivators, living silently in a small hierarchical domain, and it is true that he wants to leave, and the dazed and fearful when he is about to leave is also true.

The same was true when she first left, but she knew that if she walked around the outside a few times, she would soon be happy to fly.

"Aren't you afraid?" Song Hongyuan felt her relaxation, and he was generally much more relaxed when he was infected.

"What are you afraid of? The foreign monks don't have a few hands, so they are not afraid to live here, and they are still afraid when they go out?"

There is a reason for that. ”

The two chatted without a word, and Song Hongyuan, who found that he had regained a little bit of sunshine, was not annoying. She knew earlier that this person was a little ruthless, not the kind of person who likes to do evil intentionally, or is willing to do evil.

"Did you hide Jia Qiancheng well?"

Chatting and chatting, Fu Yi heard him ask about it suddenly, it turned out that he had already guessed that he had inquired about Jia Qiancheng to steal treasures. After a moment's pause, she replied unabashedly: "I stole two, and I didn't get much, but if you want to rob them, I won't give them." ”

Song Hongyuan was silent for a moment, and said a little weakly: "I can't beat you." ”

Whisking his clothes and secretly said, he was also a dignified quasi-true monarch, if you were allowed to fight, where would you put your face?" This time I was unlucky, I guess his treasures are all in the north, but unfortunately there is not enough time......"

"The one on the north side was stolen when I came. ”

Fuyi: "......" What else can she say? Song Hongyuan brought up this topic from the beginning, just to show off, right? Scheming male cultivator, it's really hateful.

During the chat, the teleportation array finally ushered in the last two foundation building monks, and the moment they entered, the aura had already stabbed everyone's eyes, but Fu Yi forgot to close his eyes for a while, and stared in the direction of the two people suspiciously.