Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

When Mu Yuqing's head finally fell to the ground, Wang Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Three consecutive shocking sword strikes were not easy for him. Not to mention that Mu Yuqing's own cultivation level is actually not weak, and her secret body-protection skills are quite powerful. Just being surrounded by such a group of immortal alliance envoys, each with their own special skills, can still break through the gap in the crowd and strike out with a sword with full strength... Even if Han Wu is lurking to help with the invisibility technique, the difficulty involved, It is enough to make ordinary people feel dumbfounded.

What's more, while killing the owl with a sword, he used the barren forbidden method in front of everyone, and swept the scarlet whirlwind into Mu Yuqing's body!

In just a short moment of fighting, Wang Luo was completely overdrawing his true energy and blood, and almost vomited out all the gains he had gained from his late night snack.

But precisely because of its difficulty, it can achieve miraculous results.

The moment Mu Yuqing's head fell to the ground, there was silence on the river. Even the envoys from various countries who had been convinced by the Yueyang people earlier were looking at the blood gradually flowing into the wine river from mid-air, and watching the blood floating out. The desolate poison that could not be more clear was felt, and he felt his mind was confused and his heart was beating fast.

The sight of Yueyang Man's tongue shining like a lotus still seems to linger in front of his eyes. His reasoning is rigorous and there are many testimonials... But no matter how many words are used to support it, it can't compare to seeing is believing at this moment!

In the blood gurgling out of the corpse, the poisonous stench was too distinct! In sharp contrast, Wang Luo, whose immortality is unusually pure, is like a pure mirror, reflecting every trace of desolate poison clearly!

A few seconds later, this blissful land began to buzz and vibrate, a shrill alarm sounded in the air, and a slightly panicked female voice came out.

"Dear guests, due to the discovery of desolation and pollution in Dongtian Paradise, it will be temporarily closed. Please stay where you are and wait for professionals to arrive at the scene to deal with it. According to the relevant requirements of Rongcheng's desolation law, please be sure to stay where you are..."

The piercing siren and the woman's stumbling announcement made the atmosphere on the river even more solemn.

Wang Luo made a great move with his sword, but he did not take back the thunder sword. Instead, he glanced at the dumbfounded deputy city lord of White Key City.

"I, I don't know anything?!" The deputy city lord begged for mercy in a hurry, "Don't kill me, I really didn't transform into a wasteland! I was just deceived by her lies before, and I didn't do anything!"

Wang Luo ignored these excuses and just looked at the deputy city lord while asking the Zhou Guo people next to him.

"Do you need me to cut another one open and take a look?"

Zhou Guoren stared at Mu Yuqing's body for a long time, then slowly shook his head, and then looked at Wang Luo with struggling eyes.

"Wang Shanzhu, you... are indeed very discerning. We have all been deceived by this person before. However, this still does not make sense. We and Sister Mu... Mu Yuqing spent two days together day and night. During this time, we have passed countless times. Inspection procedures, can the disguise of the wild demon be able to hide from so many inspection methods?"

Wang Luo smiled and said: "You Zhou Guo people should know better than anyone how much the wild demon can hide."

Such words that pointed directly at the pain point of history made the young man slowly nod his head: "Yeah, that's right. The wild demon is cunning and really hard to guard against... But because of this, the Immortal Alliance's current defense methods are becoming increasingly strict. Such exaggerated mistakes rarely occur.”

Wang Luo asked again: "Are you referring to the mistake that happened in White Key City a hundred years ago?"

So the people of Zhou Guo became silent.

Duan Yong, the representative figure of Ziwu, was also a little unwilling, more confused: "Master Wangshan, now that I have seen with my own eyes the desolate poison in Mu Yuqing's blood, this is indeed indisputable, but I still feel... I have a few questions that I hope the mountain master can answer. First, none of us can see the flaw. Second, how did you see it?"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Luo's sword light was already on his neck.

"Are you defending Huang Mo?"

With just one sentence, Duan Yong forced back all his unwillingness, sighed softly, stepped back half a step, and stopped arguing.

At the same time, the alarm in Bu Ming Tower finally attracted the deforestation team that had been waiting outside the building. The elite deforestation experts in these guard regiments, holding various magic weapons and turning the golden elixir in their belly, flashed in succession. In this paradise, everyone was surprised by the tragic scene on the river.

Especially when they saw the desolate and poisonous wind that gradually faded but was still eye-catching... these experts almost had a stress reaction.

"Everyone, please don't leave the scene yet. We need to ensure that you are not contaminated by wild poison. These are established procedures. We hope you understand."

The special envoys of the Immortal Alliance had already lost their spirits and nodded one after another, as if their hands were tied.

Wang Luo remained silent, and the string in his heart did not relax at all due to the momentary victory, but became even tighter.

Because the shadow did not dissipate at all because of Mu Yuqing's death, but became more and more pervasive, as if the real drama had just begun.

It is true that there must be something wrong with Yueyang's special envoy this time. Rongcheng's desertion eradication team and elite sniffers all found too many doubts about her... but they could not find any evidence that she had transformed into a deserter.

It is true that when she suddenly opened her eyes on the river and saw through Han Wu's invisibility technique, Wang Luo concluded that this person must be an enemy, but in fact until he killed him with a sword, objectively speaking, Mu Yuqing's only connection was with Desolation. The part was also framed by Wang Luo himself!

In other words, until now, this Mu Yuqing was, strictly speaking... still innocent.

Or maybe this person is not the real Mu Yuqing at all?

While thinking, a voice came to his ears: "Master Wang, please cooperate with our work and accept the investigation first. We also want to make sure that you are not contaminated by the wasteland poison..."

Wang Luo was absent-minded for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "Han Wu, don't let these people get in the way."

But he heard the people around him asked in surprise: "Master Wang, you said, Han Wu?"

Wang Luo turned his head and saw a middle-aged soldier wearing a full-covering protective suit, holding a golden bottle and a silver spear, looking at him with a puzzled look and cautious.

"Master Wang, you are... not having any hallucinations now, right?"

Wang Luo pondered for a moment, smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, just follow the procedures to check. Although this group of wasteland demons has a strong ability to lurk, there are still flaws after all. With your technology, you will definitely ensure the safety of the scene."

The middle-aged soldier nodded repeatedly: "Thank you for your understanding and trust, Master, let's start now."

While the members of the wasteland removal team arranged the magic tools and formed a formation, Wang Luo's mind became more and more depressed.

Because... from the beginning, he had called Han Wu many times in secret.

No response.

When he used the third sword to kill Mu Yuqing, Han Wu helped him with an invisible spell. Now was the critical moment to quickly clean up the battlefield and move on to the next step. How could Han Wu, the leader of the hearers, disappear? !