After some time, Huangfu Yi looked at Jiang Moshan and asked in a deep voice, "Who did it?"
Jiang Moshan collected himself and said truthfully, "Fu Chou and his disciple."
"Disciple?"
Jiang Moshan frowned and turned to the Demon Sovereign, asking in confusion, "Does Fu Chou have a disciple?"
The Demon Sovereign pondered for a while and shook his head, "I've never heard of him, but that doesn't mean he doesn't exist. Maybe it's because his disciple usually keeps a low profile, so not many people know about him."
If these words were heard by those familiar with Luo Qiang, they would definitely laugh.
This kid knows how to keep a low profile?
Stop joking, if it weren't for his master restraining him, he would have broken through the sky long ago.
But Huangfu Yi and the others didn't think so much.
Huangfu Yi looked at Jiang Moshan again and asked, "How strong is his disciple?"
At the mention of this, Jiang Moshan's expression became extremely serious. He said in a deep voice, "This person is a Perfection Supreme. Whether it is his methods or battle strength, they are extremely terrifying. If it was a real battle to the death, I think I might not be his match."
"What?"
Huangfu Yi and the others were shocked.
Even they were extremely fearful of Jiang Moshan's strength.
But now, Jiang Moshan actually admitted that he might not be this person's match.
Just how strong was Fu Chou's disciple?
Jiang Moshan sighed gently, "Half of the Great Perfection sovereigns I brought with me were killed by this person. The rest probably died to Fu Chou's hands, but what I find strange is that Fu Chou actually killed everyone from the Saints' World as well."
"What did you say?"
"He killed everyone in the Saints' World?"
The leaders were surprised.
Jiang Moshan nodded, "Apart from the First Palace Master, he didn't leave anyone alive. Almost everyone in the Saints' World has been wiped out."
Huangfu Yi and the others were shocked again.
What was Fu Chou trying to do?
Not only did he not let the people of the Celestial realm go, he didn't even let the people of the Saints' World go.
Was it really as Fu Chou said, whether it was the Celestial realm or the Saints' World, they were all targets he wanted to kill?
Huangfu Yi asked, "Where are Mingzhu and Ni Yeye?"
Jiang Moshan said, "They went to follow another mark. I don't know their exact location."
Huangfu Yi said, "It's already been a few days, and they still haven't returned. I'm afraid they've encountered some trouble. It looks like we have to go look for them."
The Demon King said, "There shouldn't be any problems. Everyone in the Saints' World is dead, so there's no one who can threaten us anymore. As for the vile spirits and war spirits, there shouldn't be much of a problem with Ni Yeye and Ming Zhu."
The Demon Lord said, "We can't let our guard down. Don't forget that there are still people from the Heaven Devouring Beast and God Devouring Python clans. If Ming Zhu and the others accidentally encounter them, then it'll be bad. I suggest that we go look for them."
"Alright, Jiang Moshan, you're heavily injured, so you'll stay here. We'll lead five hundred Paragons to search for that 'dragon' mark. If we don't meet those twenty people, then we'll forget about it. But if we do, then we'll wipe them all out!" Thunder God said.
"Then let's do it!"
Huangfu Yi's eyes flashed coldly.
…
In a certain forest to the west.
Leng Yue and You Mo silently moved forward.
Both of them looked extremely haggard and exhausted.
You Mo said, "Lengyue, rushing for so many days, why not take a rest first?"
Leng Yue nodded.
She walked to a rock covered by withered leaves alone, turned around and sat down. She still did not make a sound, silently looking at the ground in front of her. The pain in her eyes could not be concealed!
"Sigh!"
You Mo sighed inwardly, came to Leng Yue's side, and said with a smile, "I don't know if it's because we're lucky, but we actually didn't encounter a single war spirit or vile spirit along the way. Perhaps this is what they say, one who survives a great disaster is bound to have good fortune in the future."
"Lucky?"
Zhang Shi, who was hiding somewhere, could not help but sneer inwardly.
Leng Yue was silent for a moment, and said, "You Mo, do you know? Fu Chou is Wutian. "
A trace of doubt crept into You Mo's eyes, and he nodded, "I was also there at that time, so of course I know."
Leng Yue said, "Wutian is the enemy of the Saints' World, destined to be irreconcilable with us, but I still can't help but think about him. What do you think I should do?"
You Mo clenched his fists tightly, making cracking sounds.
Obviously, he was very angry in his heart.
But he forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a smile, "Since you know that he is destined to be irreconcilable with us, you should slowly forget him. This way, it will be beneficial for you and Fu Chou."
"Forget? These days, my mind has always been filled with his figure, how can I forget? "Leng Yue said painfully.
Immediately.
The anger in You Mo's heart could no longer be controlled, and suddenly exploded!
He roared hysterically at Leng Yue, "He said it clearly, he was only using us in the past, do you understand? Leng Yue, don't be stubborn, he is a heartless bastard, not worthy of your love, wake up quickly, you two are not people of the same world! "
Leng Yue fell silent, and tears flowed out uncontrollably, accompanied by a pitter-patter sound, dripping onto the withered leaves in front of her.
Seeing this, the anger in You Mo's heart immediately dissipated by more than half.
He hurriedly bent down and said, "Leng Yue, I didn't do it on purpose, don't cry, okay?
I know that you feel very sad, I also feel very sad, but what's the use of feeling sad?
We need to pull ourselves together now.
We don't have many companions left.
If we continue to be dispirited, the Holy World will really be finished this time.
Leng Yue, you once told me that if you don't act decisively, you will be in trouble.
Now, please, for me, for everyone, and for yourself, quickly pull yourself together. "
You Mo did not know that the only people left in the Holy World were himself, Leng Yue, the First Hallmaster, Xuanyuan Wuqing, and the others.
There was basically no hope.
But hearing these words, Leng Yue's delicate body could not help but tremble slightly.
A moment later.
She took a deep breath, raised her head, and wiped the tears off her face.
Then, she stood up and nodded, "You are right, now is not the time to be dispirited, we need to pull ourselves together and work hard to cultivate, strive to become a Paragon Supreme as soon as possible, and take back the glory that belongs to our Holy World from the Celestial realm!"
A smile finally appeared on You Mo's face.
Leng Yue said, "I'm really sorry to have made you worry for so long."
You Mo shook his head and said, "It's okay, as long as you can pull yourself together, everything is worth it."
Leng Yue smiled, raised her head, and looked at the blood moon in the sky through the gaps of the leaves.
"Wutian, as you said, from now on, we will cut off all ties. The next time we meet, we will be enemies. I have already made up my mind, you had better make up your mind in advance."
At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten everything and returned to herself, her expression was cold, and her gaze was extremely cold.
"Let's go!"
After saying this coldly, she turned around and continued to look for the west.
"This is the Leng Yue that I know. Leng Yue, don't worry, no matter what happens, I will stay by your side, silently protect you, and accompany you."
You Mo muttered, and with a face full of smiles, quickly followed.
After a while, Zhang Shi walked out from the darkness.
"Looks like the knot in Leng Yue's heart has been untied, but it is hard to say what the future will be like now, but I can be sure that there will be many things that will give Uncle a headache in the future."
"It is better to offend a villain than to offend a woman, this saying is not wrong at all."
With a sinister smile, Zhang Shi quickly disappeared without a trace.
… …
Inside the ball of lightning.
Wutian, who was in a deep sleep, had lost his usual sharpness and hostility, and appeared to be exceptionally docile.
If one were to look closely, they would be able to see a faint golden barrier around him.
It was because of this barrier that he did not fall from the sky.
It was also because of this barrier that isolated the destructive power of the ball of lightning that he was able to survive until now.
The source of the barrier was the divine sword floating above his head.
After two days of continuous self-healing, his injuries had basically healed, leaving only one wound.
This wound was located on the top of his head, and was the most serious of all the wounds.
But in the past two days, the wound had already formed a scar, and was only waiting for the scar to fall off.
Another four hours passed.
The scar finally fell off from the top of his head.
It was also at this moment that the entire ball of lightning surged into the divine sword above Wutian's head.
Then.
The divine sword disappeared, as if it had evaporated into thin air, leaving no trace behind.
And at the same time that the divine sword disappeared, the barrier around Wutian's body also disappeared.
Without the barrier, Wutian immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Below.
Luo Qiang, Bird Saint, Divine Breath, and the Right Emissary of the Temple were gathered together, chatting about something.
Ni Yeye and Huangfu Mingzhu were also whispering to each other.
But at the same time, they sensed that the aura of the lightning had disappeared.
They all raised their heads to look.
When he saw Wutian who was rapidly falling, Bird Saint's pupils constricted, and he immediately grew to a size of ten feet. He spread his wings and rushed into the air, catching Wutian, and then quickly returned to the ground.
Luo Qiang immediately rushed onto Bird Saint's back.
Divine Breath, Ni Yeye and the others were also prepared to rush up.
But Bird Saint's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he shouted: "Is Grandpa Bird Saint's back something that you can casually step on? Luo Qiang, carry Wutian down from my back. "
Luo Qiang squatted by Wutian's side and called out: "Master, wake up."
However.
Wutian never opened his eyes.
Helpless, he carried Wutian and jumped down from Bird Saint's back, placing Wutian flat on the ground.
The few of them immediately rushed forward.
Huangfu Mingzhu bent down and looked at the unconscious man in front of him. Tears once again flowed out of his eyes.
Divine Breath said: "It seems that Wutian will not wake up for the time being, you might as well follow me to the encampment first!"
The Right Emissary of the Temple said: "I have no objections to bringing Wutian to the encampment, but Ni Yeye and Huangfu Mingzhu cannot be brought along."
Huangfu Mingzhu immediately raised his head and looked pleadingly at Divine Breath and the Right Emissary of the Temple.
That delicate and pitiful appearance was truly hard to refuse.
However, as it concerned the safety of the encampment, the two of them would definitely not agree. Thus, they could only leave Wutian here.
Divine Breath sighed: "Let's wait and see!"
The few of them were all looking at Wutian, and did not notice the strangeness of Bird Saint and Luo Qiang at all.
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