As the suns in the sky fell one after another, the blazing sunlight that had originally made Ye Jiu feel like every bit of moisture inside and outside his body was about to be evaporated and softened. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This made Ye Jiu, who had handed over the only magic weapon he had on hand to Zheng Yan for traveling, and as a result, he could only rely on his legs to rush on the cracked earth, feeling much more comfortable.

However, his face did not slack a little because the situation improved, but instead became a strong anxiety and restlessness.

Until now, he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to choose to believe Zheng Yan and let him rush to Dayi's side first. It's just that the situation at that time really didn't allow him to hesitate, compared to himself, Zheng Yan, who knew a lot about the things in the secret realm of time, was a more suitable candidate.

It's just that when he rushed in the direction of the meteors rising into the sky, he couldn't help but feel a trace of remorse in his heart.

Sure enough, rather than putting your hopes in others, is it better to try it yourself?

Ye Jiu, who was immersed in chagrin, didn't notice that he didn't know when, in the direction he was heading, every time he appeared, a golden flame of light that would inevitably cause the sun to fall from the sky disappeared.

It wasn't until Zheng Yan and Dayi came face to face and heard the sentence "Could it be that Hongmeng Immortal Venerable wants to keep these golden crows" that the induction in the dark made Ye Jiu suddenly stop running wildly, and his face changed greatly.

At this moment, his mental activity was synchronized with Zheng Yan.

The creator of this copy is a fool!

How could Zheng Yan's small body save the lives of the remaining few golden crows from Dayi's hands!

Ah, maybe he has been pinched to death by Dayi without saying a word, and soon Dayi will shoot down the remaining suns, and then he can come to Erzhoumu himself, and that little ghost who doesn't know the height of the sky has become a ghost in this copy......

As soon as this thought appeared, it was violently pressed back to the deepest part of Ye Jiu's mind. Immediately after, the resolute-looking man took a deep breath and stomped heavily on the ground.

The powerful physical force of the reborn body poured all over the ground beneath his feet with that single step, causing a crater to appear there as if it had been hit by a meteorite falling from the sky. The powerful shock force made Ye Jiu's head dizzy slightly, and then his entire body was thrown into the air like a cannonball.

Ye Jiu, who was in mid-air, looked like ice and snow, and stretched out his hand to the bottom of his body before reaching the apex of the parabola and was about to fall down.

In the palm of his hand, there flashed a brilliant light that ordinary people could not distinguish the color.

Suddenly there was something more in the air. Obviously, whether it is sensed with the naked eye or with the soul, it is the same as before, but it just makes people feel that something has joined this area and made the surrounding air come alive.

It was as if the air that had been given life sent out cheers around Ye Jiu that no one could hear. They jumped up with joy, forging an invisible staircase under Ye Jiu's empty feet.

Obviously, when he flew up with his strength, his speed became faster and faster, but judging from Ye Jiu's fierce action on the steps and the unconsciously twitching corners of his eyes, his mood could be called bad.

"If it weren't for the fact that this was just a copy, I really wouldn't want to use this supernatural power at all. As he sped through the air, leaving behind a series of rapidly disappearing afterimages, he muttered to himself, "If I die before I arrive...... Tsk!"

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Dayi finally put down the bow and arrow in his hand as Zheng Yan expected.

His face was solemn, and there was a faint heaviness: "What does Immortal Venerable mean is that my shooting of the sun today is the introduction of the Heavenly Dao to my Wu Clan's immeasurable calamity?

Zheng Yan shook his head quietly: "I can't promise you this. There was a rare hint of self-deprecating smile on his face: "If I really knew the number of days, I wouldn't have died like that." ”

Although these words were patches he made in order to prevent the cowhide from blowing too much, they were also the true thoughts in his heart.

Thinking of the news of the death of Hongmeng Dao that he heard a few days ago, Dayi also fell silent. Just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly moved slightly, and he raised his head and looked into the air.

When Zheng Yan saw his movements, he also subconsciously raised his head together.

In his sight, the sky was a clear and bright blue, and it was dazzlingly beautiful to reflect the golden flames scattered by the remaining suns. Other than that, there is nothing else.

Zheng Yan was surprised for a moment, and then unceremoniously bumped into Dayi beside him: "What did you see?"

"From the direction where Immortal Venerable came, something with a very weak breath came over. The solid-eyed Dawu didn't want to answer, and he didn't care at all that Zheng Yan beside him was not much different from the "thing with a very weak breath" in his mouth.

Zheng Yan, who probably knew who he was talking about, glanced at Dayi with a complicated mood, and said expressionlessly: "What you said is probably mine...... Underling. ”

"What?" Dayi glared at him in surprise, his face full of incredulity: "Immortal Venerable, why would you accept such a weak thing as a subordinate? With your identity, as long as you say it casually, how many strong people above the flood are willing to guard the cave mansion for you in exchange for a word of guidance!"

It can be seen from his expression that he is not discriminatory, but really feels that with Zheng Yan's identity, he would actually accept such a weak creature as his subordinate, which is really a joke that no one will believe when he says it.

But this joke was right in front of his eyes, and Zheng Yan told it to him personally, which made Dayi have a sense of absurdity that he was dreaming.

Without waiting for Zheng Yan to answer, Dayi made up the answer in his own brain, raised his eyebrows, and said viciously: "But some people think that Immortal Venerable, you have just returned from the calamity, and your strength is not as good as before, so you are not willing to follow you? Deliberately use such a weak thing to prevaricate you? I really don't know whether to live or die!"

The more he spoke, the more angry he became, and suddenly he raised his hand and grabbed it fiercely into the void.

Ye Jiu, who was running rapidly, suddenly felt that his surroundings were dark, and he couldn't help but raise his head, and he was suddenly terrified.

Above his head, a large, rough-textured, obscuring hand reached out of the void and grabbed at him. In Ye Jiu's sharply dilated pupils, he could even see the clear folds of space being squeezed out like a piece of cloth between his five fingers.

At this moment, Ye Jiu didn't have time to think about anything in his heart, horror and fear had already filled his mind.

Although the instinctive reaction formed by his body to survive during the great changes in heaven and earth made him subconsciously disperse the focus point under his feet, and the whole person fell madly towards the ground under the action of gravitational acceleration, but he himself felt that under such a terrible force, he was just dying.