Lan Bingyun was silent for a moment before speaking in a strange tone: "So, even though you know that coming here will likely be targeted and erased by that existence, do you choose to come and save Mengyan?"

"And Yang Yaren." Ban Ming added, feeling a little happy: "I have already felt it now. Although I don't know where she is now, I must be still alive."

After Daqian fell, what Ban Ming was most worried about was Yang Yaren's life and death. After all, the huge world of Daqian is only the one left now, and those who can survive can be said to be the virtues of the ancestors.

At the moment, feeling that Yang Yaren is still alive, a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

This girl has disappeared for a hundred years. I wonder how she is living in the vast world? The differences in the laws of heaven and earth have caused any harm to her? But even if Yang Yaren doesn't understand, An Xunyu will definitely not let her die so easily...

Many speculations flashed through Ban Ming's mind, and he felt a long-lost impatient thing.

"Yang Yaren and Xi Mengyan, it is their luck to meet a man like you who is willing to sacrifice his life for them..." Lan Bingyun said in a faint tone: "The most difficult thing for a woman in this life is to find someone who is willing to give everything for herself."

Ban Ming glanced at Lan Bingyun and thought to himself that this woman really understands women very much. It seems that she should be more careful and not let her poke a corner. She said, "Everything is mutual, because they can sacrifice their lives for me, so I can have no regrets - you are actually pretty good. If you are willing to have a serious relationship, there will definitely be many men who don't even want their lives for you."

The words I didn’t say were, find an unlucky man to marry quickly, live a safe life, why bother to compete with us men for women!

"Really? Will there be someone like you, who doesn't even want life for me?" Lan Bingyun's voice was insane, and his eyes looked at Ban Ming became a little strange.

Ban Ming nodded firmly and said sincerely: "I just said that everything is mutual. As long as you are willing to give your heart, you will always get a harvest."

Lan Bingyun nodded thoughtfully, as if he had some understanding.

Seeing this scene, Ban Ming felt relieved. Is it a merit to be able to straighten a lace woman?

"If you can find them as you wish and go back safely, it depends on you." Ban Ming turned his head and looked at the silent humanoid origin vision, thought for a while, and said softly: "From now on, I will call you a battle body."

Although Ban Ming did not conduct space shuttle, his speed was also extremely fast. The laws of space and the laws of time accelerated together. A ray of light flashed across the place where he passed. In just a moment, he flew out of this seemingly endless desert.

However, outside the desert, there is still a vast scene. The entire Second World seemed to have been bombed by countless nuclear bombs, and there are scenes of destruction everywhere.

Soon, Ban Ming saw the humans belonging to the second world, but they were all ordinary humans with no high level of cultivation. They were rebuilding their homes on the ruins.

Ban Ming quietly captured the highest-level person among them, the first level of the Taoist realm. After some inquiries, the latter had no idea who Bai Gucheng was.

Feeling that this person was not lying, Ban Ming let him go, made a little sense, and changed direction slightly.

After a while, he flew past a primitive mountain range as tall as a sword, and suddenly slowed down, his eyes set in front of him.

With a roar, dozens of mountains suddenly exploded into dust tens of thousands of kilometers away, and spread like mushroom clouds.

Somewhere in the mushroom cloud that could be clearly visible tens of thousands of kilometers away, a big hole was suddenly broken, and more than ten figures and breaths rushed out!

Previously, Ban Ming sensed someone was fighting from afar, so he slightly changed direction.

At this time, Ban Ming clearly sensed that nearly five thousand kilometers further ahead was the edge of a formation, which enveloped the world with a large area of ​​tens of thousands of kilometers.

What evolved in the formation is the laws of heaven and earth in this world. The function of the formation is to block, so that the space within the range of the formation is banned and space shuttle cannot be carried out.

Ban Ming's eyes stared at the figures rushing out of the mushroom cloud. At the front was an old man, covered in blood, his original fluctuations were extremely violent, but his breath was a little disordered.

And behind the old man, there were more than ten people, obviously in a camp, each of which was a strong man from the origin, chasing and attacking the old man with great momentum.

The old man was obviously at the end of his strength. Although he was using the original prohibition method of burning life span to squeeze potential and urge him to force him, he was still quickly caught up by the fastest people.

However, these people did not rush to attack and kill, but instead went around the front of the old man, blocked the road ahead, formed a siege to ensure that the old man could not fly out of the range of the formation, and then took action wildly.

In an instant, various original phenomena appeared, including mountains, seas, or thunder, and were extremely dazzling and magnificent.

The old man roared repeatedly, and the original aura in his body burst out, and more than a dozen original visions broke out at the same time, facing the attacks issued by the besieger.

However, even so, he was still attacked by the siege and was still hit by several original methods. He vomited blood and his breath quickly weakened.

"Old guy, aren't you Hongmeng Dao known as collecting all kinds of methods? Why have you used more than a dozen original methods? Hahahaha!"

"The phoenix with hair plucked is not as good as a chicken. It's better to accept the imprisonment obediently. You six places are high above and have been superior to the Holy Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans for too long. It's time to fall back to the dust!"

"This great catastrophe in heaven and earth is a catastrophe in the vast world, and it is also a catastrophe in your three holy and three demonic lands!"

The people who attacked the old man all roared their spirits and spread all over the world, and their voices were full of domineeringness and joking.

For them, the Three Holy and Three Demon Lands were the objects that could only be worshipped, but now, even the elders of Hongmeng Dao were both clumsy in front of them, seriously injured and dying, and the wonderful feeling in their hearts was indescribable.

"Even if I die, I will not surrender to the white-eyed wolf in the imperial court!" The old man roared, making the final resistance, but his eyes showed despair and unwillingness.

If it weren't for the forbidden catastrophe that all the strong people in the world and even the seeds of the world were forcibly deprived, and everyone's cultivation fell to the same level, Hongmeng Dao was one of the Three Holy and Three Demon Lands, and it wouldn't have been broken by external enemies in an instant, and the disciples and elders in the sect died and fled.

This also exposes the shortcomings of the Three Holy and Three Demon Land, which is that it is too demanding to take the elite route, so that the number of disciples and elders of each sect is not as large as that of a small gang in the secular world.

So, when everyone's cultivation fell to the same level, the Holy Alliance of All Races, which had always been respectful to the Three Holy and Three Demon Lands, suddenly launched a surprise attack!

Although the disciples in Hongmeng Dao are all monsters among geniuses, who re-understood the origin as quickly as possible, and the number continues to increase, they still cannot resist the attacks of the powerful people of the Holy Alliance of Ten Thousand Races. Dozens or hundreds of people besiege one. Even the genius who is rare in a thousand years can only drink hatred!

As the elder of the Hongmeng Dao Chuan Gong, the old man roared in despair, casting forbidden methods, burning life span and even the origin of life, in exchange for an instant increase in his cultivation. He knew that there was a lot of danger today, so he tried to use this method to pull a few more cushions.

Seeing that the old man really fought for his life, the powerful men of the Holy Alliance of Ten Thousand Races who besieged him slowed down their attacks and did not dare to stimulate the old man with words. They persuaded the old man to give up resistance. As long as they were willing to surrender, the Holy Alliance would still treat each other with the elders with high status and generous treatment, etc. - To put it bluntly, the Holy Alliance of Ten Thousand Races still covets the countless Taoist martial arts and original methods collected by Hongmeng Dao.

And the elder who passed on the merits was a living treasure book, so it was better to live than to die.

The old man didn't say a word, and the origin method continued to explode, and he was determined to pull the cushion. He immediately killed two of them.

At this moment, the old man suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eyes. His eyes, which were originally full of determination and death, suddenly appeared, and his vast spiritual power roared out like a sea of ​​tides: "My friend outside, Su Youhai, the elder of the Hongmeng Dao Passing Master, if you are willing to help me get out of trouble, you will definitely repay the Hongmeng Dao Supreme Original Method!"

The sound was like thunder and suddenly spread tens of thousands of kilometers around.

Ban Ming and Lan Bingyun naturally heard the sound.

"Is he saying this to us?" Lan Bingyun looked at Ban Ming nervously, with a palpitation in her eyes. If Ban Ming hadn't protected her, she would have been shocked to death by this spiritual wave.

And when she just saw these people fighting, she felt that these people were too terrifying. Without Ban Ming, just this group of people could sweep the entire Eighth Gate World.

Ban Ming did not answer Lan Bingyun, and his expression was a little indifferent.

The old man said this at this time not only to ask for help, but may not have the intention of "Disa Shui Dongling".

However, this old man actually came from Hongmeng Dao, who was among the Three Holy and Three Demons, and was an elder of the Chuangong. With this person's status, if Bai Gucheng is really famous, then he should know some clues.

The old man's voice suddenly had an effect. The powerful men from the Holy Alliance of Ten Thousand Races also noticed the existence of Ban Ming and the other two, and some people's eyes suddenly became cold.

"The Holy Alliance of All Races is doing business, no one is involved, and you can stay away quickly!" A man roared his spirit, the voice contained in it was very cold, and there was an inexplicable high in his tone.

In fact, in the vast world, in addition to the Three Holy and Three Demons who are far away from the world, they belong to the Holy Alliance of All Races. Generally, as long as you say this, the bystanders will choose to leave after their faces change drastically.

However, this time, they were destined to hit the iron plate.

They had no idea that the three people watching from afar are not people from this world.

"The Holy Alliance of All Races..." Ban Ming's mouth showed a hint of playfulness.

From the memory of the female demon ancestor, Ban Ming had already known the existence of the Holy Alliance of All Races and his status as the Holy Alliance of All Races in the vast world.

Now it seems that the Holy Alliance of Ten Thousand Races actually took advantage of the situation and waved the butcher knife at the Three Holy and Three Demon Land!

And such a thing happened less than an hour after the blow that caused Daqian to fall. Yu Cangsheng, the leader of the Holy Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, who made this decision, was really an amazing person, both decisive and ruthless.

However, perhaps Yu Cangsheng had been secretly preparing for the arrival of this day, but he had never found a suitable opportunity.

Otherwise, just personnel allocation, formation arrangement, and tactical strategies will be a very time-consuming technical job.

Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

With a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, Ban Ming's heart moved, and he always followed the battle body not far away silently, suddenly shaking his body, galloping towards Su Youhai and others who were fighting.

Seeing this scene, the people from the Holy Alliance of All Races changed their fear and were immediately furious.

"Are you afraid of being wanted by the Holy Alliance of All Clans? From then on, Da Qian has no place to stand!" Someone immediately shouted.

However, a sudden light flashed on the body of the battle body, and its speed increased sharply. In the blink of an eye, it rushed into the range of the formation.

Unlike the people from the Holy Alliance of All Races who were shocked and angry, Su Youhai immediately felt happy when he saw this.

However, soon, his joy turned into surprise!

Just because at this time, the monster with eighteen light balls behind his head actually increased its speed again, almost teleporting, and came to a powerful man from the Holy Alliance of Ten Thousand Races and punched it straight.

The strong man was shocked, and had an unprecedented life-and-death crisis in his heart. He glared and let out a sharp roar, and his palm fell into a knife toward the fist that was hit.

As the palm sword fell, the original aura burst out, and the original vision behind him appeared. A cold-faced bronze man appeared like a cast of metal. He swung his sword and slashed it, as if he could cut through all the magic. Wherever the blade passed, life withered and everything turned into withered!

Before the crisis of life and death, he did not hesitate to use his strongest original method - slashing everything with one sword!

However, when the blade of this original vision fell on the fist of the battle body together with his palm knife, the blade collapsed into countless scrap iron pieces, and the palm exploded, and the flesh and blood mixed with broken bones splattered everywhere, and the fist of the battle body kept hitting the man's chest.

"This--" the man glared at his eyes and showed an incredible look.

The next moment, his body flew back and forth, but the vitality in his body had completely extinct, and the origin of his life had been shattered.

Next, the battle body punched one after another, and the same punch was the same, but every time he punched, no matter how much resistance he encountered, he was not hurt at all. When the fist fell on the enemy, the origin of life was immediately broken and he fell on the spot.

Eight punches will lead to eight lives!

Suddenly, the remaining six powerful men from the Holy Alliance of Ten Thousand Races were all afraid. The monster had no original fluctuations and no actual origin method to fight, but each punch would destroy the origin of life. They also believed that they were knowledgeable, but they had never seen such a weird and terrifying attack.

In fact, the war body does not understand any original law, but it has a terrifying origin of the world that is more terrifying than any original law.

This origin of fallen world, even in the vast world, is a terrifying thing that is almost unsolvable. Even if it is contaminated by ordinary people, their origin of life will be instantly destroyed.

However, Ban Ming was also extremely careful. He just controlled the battle body and blasted a trace of the origin of the fallen world into the latter's body the moment he hit the enemy.

What I fear is to attract the attention of the Lord of the Thousand.
Chapter completed!