Youzhou is only a three-day walk from Los Angeles, and anything that happens that is important enough will reach Wangcheng in the shortest possible time, and the death of Yuming is the top priority.

Los Angeles, where Xiaoyun recuperates.

"Rotten Ming is dead" Xi Mengzhen walked in, and when he opened the door, it was a shocking thunderbolt. Her injuries should have been recuperated, and Xi Mengzhen was also worried, and after pondering for a long time, she decided to say this.

Feng Ming had made all the preparations, and the occurrence of this incident was not within his thinking. ”

"So you expected it?!" Xiaoyun shouted directly, blood gushing from the corners of her mouth, and blood fell everywhere on her body.

"Within my expectations" Xi Mengzhen nodded, without hesitation, he immediately used his skills to heal Xiaoyun's injuries, and at the same time said, "I just received the news, I deduced some unknowns, and I have no power to make a move, knowing in advance that what has not happened is not called unknown, but the future, this kind of future that can be controlled, there are very few." ”

Xiaoyun still didn't have any reaction, even if her body recovered a little bit, it was shocking, Xi Mengzhen collected her internal strength, got up and looked outside the hall, and said, "If you can't bear these things with your husband, there is only one way to die." ”

The moment the sound fell, it disappeared without a trace, and there were dozens of maids waiting in the room day and night, which was enough.

People will be sad, but no matter what, they will not be sad for the lives of others, and no matter how much they are just deceiving themselves.

"Youzhou..."Dozens of miles away, Ximeng really rushed to Youzhou, she didn't need to worry about Xiaoyun's affairs, how could the first person in the medical family not have some means of self-help, what she cared about was the person who shot at the decaying tea.

The news she received said that the person who killed the dead Ming was exactly the same as Miss Feng Ran, and that the dead Ming was protected by one of the three dead soldiers, but she didn't even have the power to fight back.

Over the years, she has learned a lot of all kinds of things, and the strength of the dead soldiers of Fengming is terrifying, and the three old men are even stronger, if you really want to say that their strength is probably beyond the limit of people, and they are slowly approaching the "saint".

"When will there be another saint in this land?"

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Outside Wenliu Village.

"You're wounded!" the sound of battle could be heard from hundreds of miles away, and everyone knew that it would be a hard battle, but they never thought that he would be injured, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

A few years ago, Feng Ming had a battle with the emperor, this matter is rarely known, and the top people like the emperor have not been able to leave wounds on Feng Ming's body, his recovery speed has reached a terrifying level, some people say that he can recover in an instant without internal force, which is a manifestation of the extreme physical body.

Feng Ming walked out of the trap beast with the support of the three of them, and Yu Ning and the others hurriedly ran forward to take the hand, and sat down on the nearest rock.

Feng Ming knew what they were worried about, so he said, "Even a saint is not enough to leave a mark on me," he looked down at the wound on his chest, and then said, "This is a creature called Hunting, its body is very strange, and I feel a little strange when I think about it now." ”

It's rare for him to say so much, and it's only here that Yu Ning and Yan Ran explain, but everyone pays attention to only one point, a true saint?!

"When did this world have saints. ”

The more distant world had countless saints before that, and it was a time of legends where almost everyone could walk in the void.

Will such a glorious world come to an end?

"He should know some lucky secrets..."Feng Ming was muttering to himself, that hunt should be a product of the ancients, and in terms of strength and survivability, the saints are far inferior to it!

"Then go and check out this creature. Feng Ming closed his eyes slightly, falling into a deep sleep, Yu Ning naturally knew what he was doing, so he stepped aside to stay, and the eyes of the group fell on the sun again.

"If the center of this Tianyin array is the sun, then there is nowhere to escape, wherever the sun reaches is the range of the array, it was the night before Mr. Jianyi used all his strength to open a road, and when it completely rises, it will be troublesome. The dead man shook his head, he knew the truth, but there was nothing he could do

"How troublesome is it?" Xun said coldly.

"At least I can ensure that I am invincible anytime and anywhere. ”

This is already a very conservative estimate, to put it mildly, as long as it is the day to find the old master, that pervert actually thought of such an extreme method.

"How should it be broken, or is there any broken one?" Jiang Qian asked with wide eyes.

"I don't know..."The dead man who is proficient in the formation smiled bitterly, logically speaking, he can naturally unravel it, but it is not an exaggeration to say that this array is the largest array ever, any thing under the spread of the sun, one person may be the key to cracking, and it is impossible to kill all the people in the world.

"If you can't break the formation, kill the people who set up the formation" The sound of wind roaring came from behind, and looking back, the wounds and strength on his body had completely recovered, and the pressure on people was much stronger than before.

This is still a state of convergence, a few heavenly thunders have entered the body, and his strength has almost doubled, and now his strength is not even sure of himself.

"It's really okay to kill the people who set it up. The dead man stooped down and replied respectfully, he sensed the killing intent from Feng Ming.

"Then no problem..."

The wind roared coldly, and a white light shot out of his eyes, rising straight into the sky, and after reaching a sufficient height, there was a loud bang, and instantly turned into thousands of white silk threads and went against the sun.

It's impossible to restrain the sun? It's just a gentleman's words... What if it was possible?

Everyone stared intently at the white silk threads, wanting to see something, but the orchid, who had not spoken, suddenly exclaimed:

"It's... Back to the original!"