Lu Wenfeng twisted his body desperately, trying to catch the woman in green falling down, but the reality is very cruel. In this 10,000-meter altitude, no matter how hard he tried, he could never change the fact that he was a mortal.

Lu Wenfeng stopped struggling and closed his eyes in pain, "You're going to die, okay, at least with fairies, how many people in the world can have such opportunities." Lu Wenfeng thought silently, and his body relaxed. He opened his eyes, and his face had a retracted look, but instead showed a smile. Looking at the woman falling like a distance, his eyes were filled with indescribable feelings. "Sister Fairy, Wenfeng thanks you" said, as if he had exhausted his strength and fainted like this.

Perhaps the woman heard Lu Wenfeng's cry, her originally confined eyes suddenly opened and stopped her falling figure. "Since I've saved it, let's do it to the end." The woman sighed and leaned over and rushed towards Lu Wenfeng. But at this time the thunder clouds in the sky were still accumulating strength, and the sky thunder might fall at any time.

Just as the woman reached out to grab Lu Wenfeng, the long-accumulated thunder fell down. The woman's face was fading, and the look of looking at Lu Wenfeng was filled with inexplicable guilt. The dark purple thunder pillar was mixed with golden electric snakes. I don't know how far it had traveled, but in the blink of an eye came to the woman's eyes.

"Dao intention, it actually mixed Taoist meaning into it. Soul is so powerful." The woman held Lu Wenfeng's hand and trembled continuously, and a shadow of fear crawled on her desperate face.

If the woman looked at Lu Wenfeng now, her expression would definitely be even more exciting. "Hmph" Lu Wenfeng, who was unconscious, let out a cold snorting for some reason. A simple word seemed to be spread throughout the world, as if it was the sound of the world. The woman was shocked suddenly, and her hands trembled even more violently.

"Get out" A towering tree with the words "Muyang" suddenly shook, and an angry voice came out. The nine statues sitting around the tree trembled, and after layers of soil fell off, all the statues turned into old men with white hair and beard. "Yuyouyou, miracle, Lord Huntian actually took the initiative to talk to us ants." Listening to the extremely sarcastic and playful voice, the man in the imperial robe punched the giant tree with a strange symbol in front of him. Bang, except for a loud noise, the big tree did not

There was a slight damage. "Oh my! Hit it quickly, hit it hard, and it will break it. Everyone is worry-free." A joking voice came again, Huntian's face turned blue and red, and he gritted his teeth and let go of his clenched fists. "You are a group of immortals, but still." Before Huntian finished speaking, he heard the undulating voice coming from the tree. "Hey hey, Master Huntian, you are wrong again. How can we little guys less than two thousand years old be worthy of this old name in front of you? I guess you have forgotten how long you have lived."

"I don't have time to talk nonsense to you ants, so open the door quickly. I'm going to kill the rebels." Huntian's arrogant voice shocked a group of old men in an instant. "Who can rush out of this trapped sky formation?" The old man in an imperial robe panicked. "You don't need to know this, in short, open the formation gate quickly." Huntian heard a deep fear from the old man's voice and became even more arrogant.

"Oh, Lord Huntian, you have lived in vain for these endless years. Why do you say something like a three-year-old child?" The old man in a simple gray dress still jokingly. "The ancestors in front of you tried their best to find such a good place. In order not to let you in, how many sages have sacrificed to drive this formation over the past 100,000 years. How could we let you in?"

"Don't regret it." Huntian's angry voice was full of helplessness. Because he had just used morality to drive the thunder, he was very weak now. "I think how long you can hold on." After saying that, Huntian disappeared from the spot.

"I really want to see the old thief's face." The old man in gray was nagging lazy. "Then go out and have a look," said the old man with red flames embroidered on his golden robe. The old man in gray closed his eyes and imagined the scene of meeting Huntian, and his body trembled. "Forget it, I want to live a few more years."

"Okay, you two are so old." ", you can't restrain your personality." The old man in the imperial robe spoke for a while and stopped knowing that the two of them had admitted their mistakes. "We must think of a countermeasure now. Someone can break through the formation and come to the Muyang Realm, and our source of Tao is almost burning out. If it weren't for that vital riot, we would probably not be able to hold on for ten years." The other old men listened silently to the old man in the imperial robe.

"Oh, Lao Zhao, stop talking nonsense. We have many ideas here. You can do whatever you say." The old man in gray robe waved his hand impatiently, "Everyone knows the situation we are in. Until now, there is no one who has taken over. I am afraid something will happen. You can just talk about the countermeasures now." The other old men also nodded.

"Okay, we must have someone out now. One is to find a successor, but to find people in the fairy world who breaks through the trapped heaven formation." The old man in the imperial robe, known as Lao Zhao, kept scanning everyone, "The terrifying thunder of the catastrophe just now must have been released by the Soul Heaven. From this, it can be seen that it is only a matter of time before the breaking of the fairy world, so we must make preparations. Someone must go out to find the power that can grow to fight against the fairy world within a hundred years, otherwise there will be a lot of life."

"You and I, and the Emperor Yaoguang, must not leave," an old man wearing simple linen clothes and dark skin spoke. "The ancestors left behind the legacy, and the three of us must stay to preside over the formation." The Emperor Yaoguang, wearing a gold robe of fire, said in a voice.

"Okay, let Lu Zun go in our Wenqu Empire. Are there any doubts about Burial Sword?" Old Zhao looked at the two old men beside him, "" The tall old man in black robe shook his head lightly. "We are not going to go to the wilderness, please let Brother Lu Zun go." Hearing the old man in linen clothes, the Holy Emperor Yaoguang couldn't help but say, "Ling Xuzi, you three are all the ancestors of the wilderness, and none of them show up. No one in the wilderness tribes will receive orders." The old man in linen clothes stretched out his right hand and a seven-foot spear all over the body appeared out of thin air. "We didn't think about going out after we came in. This blood-drinking spear is my treasure of the wilderness. As long as there is it in the wilderness, no one dares to obey." After saying that, he handed the spear with a black spear that was only bloody on the blade tip to Lu Zun with a scattered face. "I'll go, but Yao
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