Wang An clearly remembered that the bronze ancient boat he controlled was shot down in the last wave of terrifying space turbulence, turning into a stream of light and falling into the space.

The power of the surrounding space was raging, and the bronze ancient boat that had lost the protection of the magic circle was swiftly shuttled through the space, aimlessly floating, and arbitrarily.

Wang An followed the bronze ancient boat and fell around the boat. The terrifying space power fell on him through the spiritual boat. It suddenly felt unbearable pain. His whole body almost exploded under the power of space. In the blink of an eye, countless terrifying wounds appeared on his body.

With a huge roar, he felt that he seemed to have flew out; his spiritual energy was exhausted and he could not move, and the sea of ​​consciousness was turbulent, and the power of his spiritual consciousness was exhausted. The bronze ancient boat rolled around and flew into his body with a tragic cry.

Wang An was completely in a coma, and his whole body absorbed the magnificent spiritual energy between heaven and earth. The ancestor witch Chaos Art slowly recovered from his injuries. I don’t know how long he had been in a coma, but Wang An vaguely heard someone shouting around him, and after a moment, someone was moving his body.

"Bah, why is this person so heavy? Seeing that there is no scar on his body, how can he sleep like this?"

At this moment, Tietou was trying hard to help Wang An up and lean against the wall, and signaling the young man wearing scales and Li Er to come down together.

"This person's vitality is so long and powerful that he seems to be completely unharmed." At this time, the young man wearing scales squatted beside Wang An and carefully looked at Wang An and said with a strange look on his face.

"He...he is moving, look, he seems to be awake." Li Er, who had been staring at Wang An, suddenly screamed in panic.

Wang An's fingers moved, and a huge aura flashed in a flash, making them feel as if they were falling into an ice cave, trembling all over their bodies, as if they were facing a powerful beast.

"Well, this...what is this place?" Wang An suddenly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes were a few young faces painted in colorful colors. They looked at Wang An with a hint of fear in their eyes.

"This... this gentleman, I am the young patriarch of Shanglin Village. I just saw you unconscious here, so I took the liberty to disturb you." The boy wearing scale feathers flashed his eyes, and he looked at Wang An in a little surprised and suspicious manner, still thinking about the terrifying aura just now.

"Oh, you saved me! I could just feel the situation outside. Where is your place?" Wang An sat cross-legged on the ground calmly.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth entered his body one after another. Lin Quan and others felt the wind blew from the ground, and a storm was spinning around Wang An.

"Report to sir, our Shanglin Village belongs to Luoyan City. As for what world is outside, I don't know very well, but my grandfather is an old priest in the village, he must know." Lin Quan glanced at Wang An and said hesitantly.

"Oh, thank you for saving me, brothers. I came here from a very far place. After passing by, I was chased by a white-headed tiger with a hanging eye. Unfortunately, I fell into this huge pit and fell into a coma. Now I don't know where to go, and I don't know if I can go to your village for a few days." Wang An's eyes flashed, he bowed to the people and said lightly.

"Yes, no problem at all! This uncle, my family only has two mothers and mothers, but it's spacious. Come and live in our house." Before anyone else could react, Tietou, who was standing beside him, scratched his head and said carelessly.

Lin Quan, who was beside him, heard Tietou's words and a hint of unnatural expression flashed across his face.

Wang An looked at the young man with a strange look. Is he that old? Why did he become an uncle? Could it be that the rushing elixir was useless?

"Haha, there are brothers everywhere. Since Tietou said that, then sir will go back with us." When Tietou responded, Lin Quan also responded with a smile.

Before, Lin Quan was the first to be hit and clearly sensed the terrifying aura that erupted from Wang An. Although this aura came quickly and went in a hurry, his intuition told him that the person in front of him was very dangerous.

"Uncle, do you go up first, or should we go up first?" At this time, Tietou held the spear in his hand and called him uncle again.

This made Wang An collapse, but fortunately Xiao Ruoli was not here.

"You guys go up first!" Wang An looked at the weapons in the hands of these people and the mysterious patterns on the gun heads, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, a memory light flashed in my mind, my body trembled slightly, but my face was silent.

Lin Quan and the other two looked at Wang An, no longer refused, and climbed out of the huge mud pit one by one.

Taking this opportunity, Wang An released a trace of the power of his spiritual consciousness that had just recovered and directly entered the Eight Desolate Heavenly Tower.

"Hey, brother, you...you are back, how are you doing? Why is this spiritual power so weak?"

Mr. Xiao Ruoli and his wife were wandering anxiously in the Eight Desolation Tower. As soon as Wang An's spiritual sense entered here, Xiao Ruoli discovered it immediately. Seeing Wang An's blurry image appearing in the air, Xiao Ruoli asked in panic.

"Grandpa, Lili, don't worry, I'm very safe at this moment, but the loss of spiritual consciousness is a bit serious. I'll take you out again when Wang An said that before he finished speaking, the image of the reflection in the air shattered, and the last few syllables became blurred.

"What's the situation? Wang An, please let me out!" At this time, Xiao Jin and Xiao Yu rushed from the medicine garden, watching Wang An's spiritual sound disappear into the air.

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"Uncle, what's wrong with you? Your face is so ugly." Tietou, who had been looking around, suddenly looked at Wang An with some curiosity.

As soon as he activated his spiritual consciousness, there was a faint pain in the sea of ​​consciousness. He entered the Eight Desolate Heavenly Tower, and his face turned pale after a few breaths.

"I'm fine, you go up quickly!" Wang An took a breath and glanced at the iron head expressionlessly.

Tietou smiled awkwardly under Wang An's oppressive gaze, and began to crawl up with a squeak.

After a while, all four of them climbed up.

Back to the wild boar before, the few people looked at Wang An following behind, with a faint look of vigilance in their eyes. The snatching prey between major villages often happens, so they are naturally a little panicked.

Lin Quan and his men had muscles and were very powerful, not like seventeen or eighteen years old.

The two tied the boar's limbs with a thick grass rope, cut a three-meter-long wet wood through it, put it on their shoulders and carried it away.

Tietou and Li Er walked steadily, steadily on the rugged mountain road.
Chapter completed!