Bang!

When the sound of the heavy sound fell to the ground, Fang Junmei's limbs had been destroyed, most of his body had become coke, and the blood had already flowed and dried. There were two terrifying and terrifying holes in his eye sockets.

Lying on the ground, spasming and trembling, I couldn't even make a scream, as miserable as it would be.

Not far away, the immortals of all worlds hugged their hands and looked coldly, their eyes like a monster.

"Boy, this is the first round. I have time to torture you slowly until you say it!"

Said the immortals traveling to all worlds.

Fang Junmei had no more movement. In fact, he was a little confused at the moment, and his mind was drowsy and painful. He only remembered that he could not say three words.

These three words, as if shining with light, floated above the world in front of him that he could no longer see, and there was darkness in front of him.

Wanjie Youxian snorted coldly after seeing it, took out the Yuanjie fruit core, put away Fang Junmei, entered a cave not far away, and started healing again.

The old guy's injury will definitely not be cured in just over ten years.

...

Darkness, pain, silence!

Fang Junmei seemed to be dead, lying in the void of the fruit core, motionless. He was blocked from his soul magic power and could do nothing.

Fortunately, the endless vitality still remains, or perhaps it was deliberately left by the immortals in all worlds to help him recover his physical injuries so that he could suffer the next time.

Fang Junmei has not suffered such pain for many years. At some previous painful moments, she wanted to give up more than once, but finally endured it.

What supports him are those long-lost faces.

Even at this moment, these faces flashed in their minds, bringing him strength, warmth, and hope!

"Junmei, get up and practice swordsmanship. Today, Master will teach you a new swordsmanship!"

There will never be fewer old people with swordsmanship!

The old guy was alive, carrying his hands on his back, walking in the darkness ahead.

He suddenly turned around and looked at Fang Junmei with a smile and said.

"Junmei, go. Go and see the wider world, your stage, there!"

The Taoist Chuo also came, his tone was inspiring, pointing to the direction of the horizon and said.

Looking at Fang Junmei, she seemed to be watching the rising sun, and her old eyes were filled with the light of expectation.

"Junmei, the world of cultivation in the distance will definitely be even more dangerous. Senior brother, I only have twelve words to give you. I will hold you like walking on the thin ice heart and walk on the path of courage and diligence!"

Fan Lanzhou was dressed in white, emitting bright light in the dark world, as if guiding Fang Junmei's direction.

"Boy, don't worry, one day, I will tell you all the secrets. At that time, it will be the time for you to take over me and shoulder the responsibilities of this world."

Feng Yao held a book and smiled unfathomablely, with a gentle and gentle smile.

...

Scenes one by one, flying in the dark world.

"hiss--"

The sound of cooling air came from Fang Junmei's mouth little by little.

In his empty eye sockets, blood was squirting out with tears, and his body trembled violently, not only because of the pain, but also because of the stirring heart!

"... in the first round... I didn't lose... next time... I still won't lose... Traveling to the immortals in all worlds... You won't know... I carry the expectations of how many people I carry..."

The murmur sound was extremely slow and intermittently heard from Fang Junmei's mouth.

Hoarse, painful, firm!

There was a certain breath on his body, slightly rising and falling, as if the slightest ripples were surging under the sea, and perhaps there would be a day when huge waves would be rolling.

Time flies forward, and Fang Junmei's suffering has just arrived.

And suffering has always created a person the most.

...

In the realm of reincarnation, Kong Dada had set sail. After invisibility, he left with Long Jinyi, Gu Xijin, Yang Xiaoman and others.

Flying all the way, even if someone occasionally finds abnormalities, it is impossible to catch up and check it out.

As the news of the war spread, there were naturally continuous shocks in the cultivation world, but what everyone wanted to know more was the news on the side of the land where the human ancestor fell.

Ru Xianduzi, Sang Muyu and others were of course even more anxious. Long Jinyi had arranged for people to go out and released news that could be released.

Let’s talk about Kong Dada, who went all the way quickly, walked through the passage of reincarnation, came to the holy realm of the Hundred Clans, quietly arrived at the periphery of the sleeping star abyss, and quietly entered the depths.

Finally back.

Almost all the monks in the sleeping star abyss met after receiving the news. Looking around, there were billions of people, but with a glance, I realized that there were fewer people!

"Where is Senior Fang?"

"Where has Dad been?"

The sound of doubt came from the crowd, the smallest thing was heartbreaking, Fengyu Peach and Fang Mengdie were trembling with their eyes and their faces became pale.

Without further ado, the younger generation retreated, leaving behind the undead ancestors and some of the closest monks, and then came the result.

When this word came, Kong Xiaoxiao burst into tears. Fengyu Peach Blossom, Fang Mengdie, Piaoshuang, Fang Daonan, Fang Lanxin and others also looked at them.

Everyone was comforted.

Then, we discussed the next arrangements, especially keeping the secrets of everyone here.

"It's fine. In the future, the younger generations will always go to the realm of the destiny. In addition to letting them swear and planting restrictions on their souls, I really can't think of a better way. But there are so many people, even if they don't take the initiative to say it out, they will inevitably have cartilage after being caught."

Zhuang Youde said.

Everyone nodded together.

Everyone has a headache, but fortunately they have plenty of time, and they have time to slowly figure out how to do it.

After the discussion, Long Yi, who was here for the first time, met a group of elders, which finally calmed down the atmosphere.

The most important thing for everyone is to practice and to deal with the great enemy of the world of immortals in the future.

The great cultivators such as the Sword Jun, Youdi, Youdaojun, Tian Jianzi, etc., soon went out again after everyone came back, looking for two and a half steps. Zhu Yancijing also went out to search.

Yang Xiaoman, Dao Lang in troubled times, made another third step.

Yu Chaoxi continued to think about the power of faith, while Gu Xijin went out to find the opportunity for the four changes in the heart of Tao. Among the people, he was under the greatest pressure, and he was almost certain that he would face the pillar of the next time he would travel to the immortals in all worlds.

As for Long Jinyi, he practiced the magic axe of the Heavenly Creation. It is still a matter of whether it is successful or not.

...

Time keeps moving forward again.

After the fate of heaven, the immortals lurked in all worlds, Sang Muyu and others could not make big waves. The world outside the mirror, which had been destroyed several times, finally ushered in a period of stability again.

At this moment, deep in the void space, the Qihui Taoist has once again searched for the empty home and the location of the Heavenly Dao Recycling Station.
Chapter completed!