The soil and rocks of the Tiele grassland are soft, the ground is very fast, one day and one night, Wei XVII escaped thousands of miles, and flew out of the ground again, the sky has been shrouded in smoke and dust, and the eyes look around, and there is no clear and clear sky, although it is noon, but it is no different from dusk, the long and cold winter spreads its wings, and puts this world under its shadow cover. The grassland began to wither, green mixed with withered yellow, lost its vitality, and the world was like a dying old man, sliding step by step into the abyss.

Wei Qiqi stood for a long time, shook his head, and smiled dumbly, he is not a savior, and he has no idea of being a savior, the person he cares about most is himself, in addition, there are a few eye-catching women, what if the sky is shattered and the earth is full of devastation, what about the galaxy hanging upside down in Kyushu Lu Shen, it doesn't hurt to do it, he wants to raise his arms like a tall protagonist, run around, eat grass and milk milk, and dedicate every bit of light and heat, he can't do it.

The world is just a playground, that's all, since you can't change anything, then accept it. Wei Qiqi relaxed his mind, caught a wild wolf, disemboweled, roasted it fragrantly, filled his stomach indiscriminately, closed his eyes in the grass nest and rested for a while, and embarked on the journey again.

All the way to the southeast, leaving the barren grassland, into the crowded villages and towns, the smoke and dust became thicker and thicker, overlapping and obscuring the sky, the land of the Central Plains fell into eternal night, both men, women and children, were seized by fear, under the natural disaster, the power of the government collapsed, morality and order were lost, and everywhere was full of famine, chaos, violence and killing.

Wei 17 passed by several cities, looking for well-informed merchants to inquire and understand, after the two intersecting ground cracks across the earth, the "seven kills" in the six stars of the Southern Dipper fell from the sky, fell in Liantao Mountain, smashed out a "sinkhole" within a radius of hundreds of miles, the shock wave rolled, rushed for thousands of miles, the city was destroyed and killed, there was no one left, the Jingshi Bianliang was only 800 miles away from Liantao Mountain, it became a ruin, the East China Sea set off a huge tsunami, the huge waves destroyed all the cities and fertile fields along the coast for thousands of miles, and there were countless deaths.

The Xu Dynasty is over, and the Central Plains is over.

Wei XVII didn't stop for a moment in the world full of sorrow, all the way non-stop, straight to Liantao Mountain, standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the two intersecting ground cracks and the "sinkhole" where the Seven Killing Stars fell, circles and forks, let him remember the mark of a certain soldier.

The sky was dark, the cold was raging, and the world was bleak, dead and silent, except for the whimper of the wind.

In the dimness and silence, suddenly a little light appeared, not dazzling, nor warm, faintly black smoke, constantly changing shapes. Wei Qiqi's heart was pinched by someone, and he couldn't breathe, and he slowly approached the gods, but saw a tall figure standing in the rocks, staring at the devastation left by the natural disaster.

As if summoned by a distant voice, the soul power in Wei Qiqi's body woke up from his deep sleep, the "soul eye" under the armpit of his right arm glowed with misty light, and the wisps of black smoke converged, condensing into a swaying figure, his hair was like fluffy grass, his eyes were bloodstained, and he roared silently.

The "soul eye" echoes each other from afar, and the identity of the other party is about to come out. Wei Qiqi's heart sank, and he subconsciously clamped/tightened his right arm, not wanting to leak his traces.

The "end times" will not come immediately, on the contrary, it is a process of continuous collapse, like a boulder rolling into the abyss, which is not fast at first, and if you intervene to stop it earlier, you may be able to stop it, but the speed of the fall exceeds a certain limit - a certain "threshold" to describe it as familiar to him - everything is irreversible. If Wei Qiqi's initial idea was just to look at the ground, speculating on the extent to which the incident had collapsed and how much time was left for him to plan, then the unexpected encounter with Fu Difang completely disrupted his plan.

Hell, didn't Situ Huang say that his injuries were not as good as 180 years? Do you turn around and leave, or do you want to make a false promise? What about the covenant in Canglong Cave?

The man turned sideways, looked up and glanced at him, Wei Qiqi was shocked, his hair stood upside down, the top of his skull, the back of his neck, the armpit of his right arm, three points above the umbilicus, and the knee of his left leg.

"It's been decades and you're not ready, are you?" said a rough voice from afar, echoing in my ears.

Wei Qiqi's mind turned around, and he smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency is Fu Difang?"

The man bowed slightly, took a step forward, his figure swayed slightly, and he was already standing in front of Wei Seventeen. He was a middle-aged man with a gloomy appearance, long hair and a shawl, a noticeably thick right arm, long eyebrows, and extremely light pupils, looking at him like a dead thing.

Wei Qiqi calmed down, no longer concealed the abnormality of the "soul eye", and let the power of the soul diffuse in his body.

"The dawn of the five directions, the six-winged water snake, the dragon, the ascending monk, the heavy bird, the pangolin, the five spirits, the physical body is also tempered well, the demon phoenix cultivated you, and it has also put a lot of effort. Didn't she always look down on the methods of the 'demon slave' and hated it, how did she come here and be willing to fall?"

Wei Qiqi's heart was cold, Fu Difang seemed to have seen through something, although it was not entirely consistent with the facts, but it was crooked, piercing his intentions.

Fu Difang stretched out a finger and pointed at him and muttered: "Erquan, Sanpin, Siyuan, Wufang, Liuru, Qixing, the more soul eyes, the greater the destruction of the physical body, the ascending monks in this realm are limited by the human body, and at most open four soul eyes, if there is no demon phoenix to guide them, where do these 'five directions' true body and 'dawn' divine weapons come from?"

He shook his head, "Demon Phoenix's minions, ill-intentioned...... index finger counted points, and suddenly stabbed out, Wei Qiqi deviated to the left, his figure retreated sharply, Fu Difang's fingertips grazed his shoulders, his clothes were torn, and a shallow blood mark was drawn.

After missing the blow, Fu Difang did not pursue, frowning slightly, as if he was not very satisfied with himself. Around his body, the void cracked, rolling up bursts of milky white turbulence, as if this heaven and earth strongly rejected him, wanting to chase him away, Fu Difang did not act rashly, he stood firmly, not affected in the slightest, patiently waiting for the turbulence to subside.

Wei Qiqi looked down at the wound, it was just an inconspicuous blood mark, but the next moment, the blood mark cracked, and a large hole deep to the white bone opened in his shoulder, and the flesh and blood were blurred, he had already taken precautions, reached out in time to wipe it, and gently pinched the wound in one place, only spilling a few small drops of blood.

"It seems that your injuries have not healed, and you can't go all out...... Wei Qiqi laughed, watching the milky white turbulence gradually disappear, suddenly remembered something, and his face changed slightly, "No, it's inconvenient to shoot with all your strength, too strong a force, it will be rejected by this heaven and earth......"

Fu Difang said approvingly: "You are very smart...... before the words dissipated, he stepped out again, grabbed in front of Wei Seventeen, punched out, opened and closed, and went straight to the middle palace.

The brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, with the strength and speed of the "Soul Refining Divine Soldier", escaping is equivalent to betraying the vital point, Wei Seventeen snorted, waved his fist to meet each other, went all out to attack, and fought ten times, feeling that his right fist was far more powerful than his left fist, and he could only barely parry, every time his fists and feet intersected, the power of the soul pierced into the body, cutting his body like a sword, and his body almost collapsed.

Wei Qiqi knew very well in his heart that Fu Difang had obviously reined in his strength, compared to Fang Cai's sudden finger, his fists and feet were just hors d'oeuvres, and the other party was free to retract and properly suppress his strength to the limit that this side of the world could bear, but he could only be tired of parrying.

The strength and weakness are judged, and he can't last long.