The pear blossoms in the wind and rain were crazy, looking in the huge pit, looking crazy, without a trace of the cold and rational appearance of the past.

All monks looked complicated in all directions.

Yang Xiaoman's expression is naturally the most complicated.

In terms of emotions, she has always been an exclusive person, and she is most disgusted with Fang Junmei and other women. But at this moment, looking at the crazy wind and rain pear blossoms, she really can't feel dissatisfied, and only pity is left!

Many other monks didn't know that Fang Junmei had his own puppet, so they just thought he had really exploded. While sighing and shocking, they also felt sorry for him!

...

Swish!

In the sound of breaking through the air, the six desire Taoist people flashed.

He hit the pear blossoms with a slight finger and fainted without caring about other wind and rain.

Swish-

In other directions, everyone gathered over, and at the same time, they looked around and saw no sign of a monk outside the mirror. If he had not died, he would have escaped.

"It's finally over!"

Someone sighed.

It is the King of Swords. This time, this person died all the body of the immortal god. Fortunately, the body of the deity is still alive and the future is still promising.

"it's over!"

Someone nodded and agreed.

Almost all the living monks felt a feeling of surviving the disaster.

"Where are Qiqing and the others?"

The Dao Lang found that the Seven Emotions Taoist, Wangyue Sword Emperor, Kongda, Kongdada and others were missing, and asked in surprise.

When everyone heard this, they swept away and found that there were few important combat powers missing.

"They went to chase Lei Chen and Emperor Yang. The consequences of killing Sang Muyu and the others were unpredictable, but the two guys Lei Chen and Emperor Yang could still kill them."

Gu Xi replied today.

Everyone nodded.

As long as those few steps outside the mirror are not going to escape all the way, killing Lei Chen and Emperor Yang is not a big problem. In fact, Emperor Yang's second immortal god body had been killed by them just now.

As for the Kaitian Taoist, it is obvious that there is no need to chase after him. The old guy has a higher realm and a longer distance. If he deliberately escapes, he has already run far away at this moment, and there is not even a direction for everyone, so he can't chase him at all.

Everyone was calm and looked at the messy place around them, and had already thought about the reconstruction.

"What's wrong!"

At this moment, Zhuang Youde suddenly screamed, and a very strange look appeared in the old fox's eyes.

When everyone heard this, they looked at him together.

"What's wrong?"

The six desire Taoist asked the Tao.

"Since the body of the destiny of heaven is dead, why didn't his body of heaven avenge him like crazy, but ran away so simply?"

...

As soon as this statement was spoken, all monks' pupils condensed!

"Yes, the reaction of the body of the immortal god, Tianming, is indeed wrong."

"Is Tianming not dead yet? Or is it just bombed into the void space?"

"Impossible, Junmei has always been considerate and meticulous. He accompanied me to self-destruct. I don't believe that he died in vain."

Everyone started to talk.

Gu Xijin and others thought silently. After a few breaths, their eyes flashed and they thought of a possibility, but they only exchanged one color and said nothing.

"Everyone, don't worry about this matter anymore. Hurry up and re-arrange the large array first. Put the treasures out into pieces. There is no need to waste the storage space that has not disappeared."

Yang Xiaoman said.

Everyone nodded when they heard this, and stopped talking nonsense, and they all started to work separately.

The rumbling sound is another masterpiece.

The natural chases are closed, the deep pits are filled, and the mountains are rising from the ground.

This ruined Fujun Island may not be suitable for the foundation, but for a while, there is no need to rush to leave. Just settle down first and then discuss.

In this battle, many treasures were destroyed, but after killing the opponent, more treasures were exposed. Some of them had been taken away by others, and some were scattered in all directions. Of course, they had to be found.

As for the storage space that has not been lost, there is not much.

...

Soon, the mountains and rivers were rebuilt, although they were a little rough!

The formation was still arranged by the Liuyu Taoist and Liusuzi, and the water-blue mist rolled up again, covering the rough mountains, rivers, and earth.

This formation is also simply arranged first.

When we arrived here, everyone felt a little more secure and breathed a sigh of relief.

The spiritual sense swept away and soon looked in a certain direction. In the broken valley in that direction, Jun Buyu had already led Hai Fangge and others out.

The monks who don’t understand it will inevitably be unhappy and even despise it!

All this is over, have you come out? What did you do before?

"Everyone, don't think too much. They have reasons to never take action or even show up. This is our decision. If you have the chance, I will tell you the details in the future."

Yang Xiaoman noticed the expressions of everyone and said quickly.

When everyone heard this, their expressions improved a little.

Everyone was injured. After a brief discussion, they went to heal the wound first.

"Although I didn't see it, I believe it must be a great battle. If he knew that he had created a monk like you, he would be extremely pleased."

Jun Buyu came over and said to Yang Xiaomeng and the others.

Everyone smiled.

"Where is Junmei?"

Hai Fangge asked.

"Daolang, tell them, let's go to heal the wound first."

Yang Xiaoman said.

Dao Lang nodded in the troubled times, and the few people also dispersed.

...

Just talking about Yang Xiaoman, after finding a newly created valley and opening up a cave, he got into it.

Instead of rushing to heal the wound, he took out a figure in white from the storage space, which looked like Fang Junmei, but she was much younger than before.

The whole body is full of muscles, as if it is sleeping, and there is no more breath of living people.

It is Fang Junmei's original puppet.

Yang Xiaokuan stared for a moment, let out a soft hum, and there was no more movement, so he meditating and healed his wounds.

Time passes quickly.

Not long after, the Qiqing Taoist knocked in and said straight to the point: "I only killed Emperor Yang, Lei Chen had the body of the immortal god who exploded and helped him, but I still ran away."

Yang Xiaoman nodded slightly.

The Taoist Qiqing no longer talked nonsense and started to use the puppet of Fang Junmei.

call--

The seven-emotion Taoist opened his mouth and spit out a ball of dark blue spiritual silk that separated out, spit out from his mouth and into the mouth of the original puppet.

Then, the Qiqing Taoist sat down again and flew on the puppet of the original puppet to help run something. Blood light gradually bloomed on the puppet of the original puppet.

...

It doesn't know how long it has passed.

The blood-colored light gradually darkened, and the aura of the living person on the puppet of the deity gradually became denser. Unconsciously, his fingers had moved slightly.

After a while, the four eyelids moved, and the puppet finally opened his eyes!

It was a familiar tiger's eyes, blooming with the new divine light, and it was as deep and powerful as the original deity that had exploded before.

Fang Junmei's original appearance reappears and returns to the world!
Chapter completed!