I Pretended to Be a God of Fortune in the Fantasy World

　　　　Changhe Town, outside the Jiuhuang Tower.

　　 The black clouds pressed on the top, and the wind was raging.

　　 Hua Lingshang stands in the void, his clothes are flying, and his black hair is flying like a waterfall.

　　 There was a dark red arc flashing all over his body, his eyes scanned the surroundings very sternly, but he didn't find anything.

　　 I don't know when the Nine Desolate Pagoda has collapsed for the most part, revealing half of the weathered dark brown stone and some gray-brown dust.

　　 In the Nine Desolation Pagoda, the Nine Desolation Altar has long been destroyed, and even the strands of the remaining demon soul aura have disappeared.

　　 Hua Lingshang's face was terribly gloomy.

　　 "Yo—"

　　 He made a sharp, weird, weird cry from his throat, which was terrifying and terrifying.

　　In the distance, in the nine wild mountains, flocks of birds and beasts flew up, bringing a lot of movement.

　　Hua Lingshang’s voice spreads rapidly in all directions, like invisible radars, making meticulous explorations in all directions.

　　 After a while, Hua Lingshang's strange cry disappeared.

　　 His figure quickly sank into the darkness and disappeared.

　　 Half an hour later, Hua Lingshang's figure reappeared here, gathered his eyes and scanned the surroundings carefully, but still found nothing.

　　 "Really escaped? Can you do this step?"

　　 "However, even if you escape, where can you escape?!"

　　 Hua Lingshang muttered to himself, the figure turned into a rainbow light again, flew directly into the distance, and soon disappeared at the end of the world.

　　 Then, this area became deadly silent again.

　　 Time, another hour has passed.

　　 Hua Lingshang's figure was once again manifested in the same place—obviously, the two previous departures were all illusions.

　　 This time, after Hua Lingshang carefully checked again, Yukong finally left with a gloomy look.

After 　　 Hua Lingshang left, on the altar of the Jiuhuang Tower, a small broken stone suddenly shook, and then rolled a small half circle.

　　 On the little stone, there seemed to be a pair of small eyes. Those eyes moved up and down and left and right a few times, seeming to be sure, that Hua Lingshang really left.

　　 After a while, the little stone fell silent again, and did not move.

　　Time continues to pass.

　　 In a blink of an eye, two days passed.

　　 Cloud Desert Calendar, September 6, 3030.

　　 Three minutes later.

　　 Today’s weather is very gloomy.

　　 The entire Wuyue City was completely shrouded in a thick gray cloud.

　　 Ordinary people, ten meters apart, can hardly see objects.

　　Changhe Town, inside the nine waste tower.

　　 On the dilapidated altar, the small gray stone that did not slip away from the autumn lightly shook again, and then rolled out.

　　 Soon, the stone turned into a human head, the head of a very beautiful girl.

　　 Then, the girl's body rose a little bit from the broken altar.

　　 This person is the demon Lan who previously said to escape, that is, Qingshuang.

　　 "Sure enough, the most dangerous place is also the safest place. I knew it, and I knew that the old thing would definitely explore this place carefully."

　　 "However, after the practice of Fang Yueheng who died this time, my concealment method has been improved. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will die extremely tragically."

　　 "Let’s go to the Ancient Temple of Death and Take a look, if the thing is still there, it’s fine."

　　 "It's a pity, that boy is an excellent cauldron, but how..."

　　 Qingshuang seemed to have thought of something, the beautiful eyes were full of jealousy, panic, and even fear.

　　 Immediately, she changed her body into an ordinary girl in a white dress and gauze skirt. Her temperament and appearance were very similar to Mu Yuxi, without any devilish, demonic and evil spirits at all.

　　 Then, she rose from the sky and flew directly towards the Luoxia Barren Mountain outside Lihe Village, Wuli Town.

　　...

　　 At the end of the time, at the beginning of the time.

　　 Yun Yi Fan held a spirit refining banner, full of spirits, wisps of blood flowing around his naked, bronze-colored body cast like steel, which made him look very gloomy and fierce.

　　Beside Yun Yi Fan, Zheng Tianyin and Wang Wenyuan looked calm, as if they had already planned their plans.

　　 Next to the two, the colorful crystal coffin has been completely refined.

　　 One of the female corpses was already like a sleeping beauty at this time, with an extremely peaceful look.

　　 There was a tyrannical demon spirit flowing out of her body, as if she would open her eyes at any time, and then recover on the spot.

　　 "It's still a bit worse, I really want to see her recover immediately!"

　　 "Unfortunately, that young man was not caught, the old Hua Yunxiao, really willing to give up the foundation of Wanli Holy Land!"

　　 Yun Yi Fan said solemnly.

　　 "This also just shows that the boy is very important to them."

　　 Zheng Tianyin smiled.

　　 "However, the boy seems to have some abilities. He escaped by himself, and they didn't succeed. This is quite interesting."

　　 Yun Yifan smiled.

　　 "As long as this Mu Qingya recovers, even if the young man escapes to the ends of the world and wants to be arrested, isn't it anytime and anywhere? So, we don't need to care at all."

　　 Wang Wenyuan sneered, disapproving.

　　 Escape?

　　 Although the world is big, can there be a place for this young man to escape?

　　 The more clever the escape now, the more advantageous it is for them.

　　 "Hua Lingshang's old thing has come out. Now, as far as we are concerned, we are still very passive."

　　 Yun Yifan was silent for a moment, then hesitated.

　　 "There is no need to worry about Emperor Yun, this old thing will not last long, sooner or later."

　　 Zheng Tianyin is also very disapproving.

　　 "Hope."

　　 Yun Yifan said, "Now, there is still a part of soul power, two masters, what suggestions?"

　　 Zheng Tianyin sneered in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he said respectfully: "Isn't the Lord Yun already having an idea in his heart?"

　　Wang Wenyuan said: "What Emperor Yun thinks is our suggestion."

　　 Yunyi Fandao: "In Changhe Town, Junlin Town, Leluo Town and other areas, the total number of ordinary people plus some low-level practitioners is 760,000. Will this shot be contaminated with huge cause and effect?"

Zheng Tianyin said: "This matter is the work of the treacherous, demon spirit, and demon soul. What does it have to do with me? Didn't Hua Lingshang raise a demon soul? Or, this is Mu Qingya this demon soul. The chasing soul recovered ahead of time, and slaughtered this area. Then, after we suppressed them, we eliminated harm for the people."

　　 Wang Wenyuan said: "Yes, this time, it is to eliminate harm for the people. Does Lord Yun disagree?"

　　 Yun Yifan smiled and said: "Yes, yes, these weird, fascinating sprites, and demons are simply sinful, and the sins are so monstrous that everyone gets punishable!"

　　 He said, looked into the distance, and said, "Sun Chengfeng."

　　 "Disciple Sun Chengfeng, pay respect to Lord Yun."

　　 Sun Chengfeng immediately knelt down and said respectfully.

　　 "Well, you have done a lot this time. Come and receive the reward."

　　 Sun Chengfeng immediately stood up cautiously, and walked over with his head trembling and uneasy.

　　 Yun Yifan raised his hand to condense a copper basin, scooped a large amount of blood in the crystal coffin, and immediately filled a basin of blood.

　　 "Come on, drink it down."

　　 Yun Yi Fan narrowed his smile.

　　 Sun Chengfeng trembled all over, with cold sweat on his forehead, but he could only tremble, and took the pot of blood.

　　 Then, he gritted his teeth with a pale face, and drank the pot of blood while raising his head.

　　 The next moment, his eyeballs bulged out, and the bloodshot eyes in his eyes immediately began to enlarge and thicken. In a moment, the original bloodshot eyes were like huge earthworms.

　　 His body also swelled rapidly.

　　 In the end, his body exploded into a rain of blood on the spot, and his soul was preserved intact, and his whole body was red.

　　 His soul has become male and female, and female.

　　 Yun Yi Fan was very satisfied with this scene at this time.

　　 Then, he glanced at Zheng Tianyin.

　　 Zheng Tianyin immediately took out a small porcelain bottle and said: "The emperor, this is a drop of the blood of the Nine Desolate Demon Phoenix from the Era of Death."

　　 Yunyi Fan said: "I'm annoying the two profound masters."

　　Wang Wenyuan said: "It's easy to say."

　　 Then, the two of them gathered a large amount of the power of the heavenly secret and used the Tianshu secret technique to infuse that drop of the blood of the Nine Desolate Demon Phoenix into the soul of Sun Chengfeng.

　　 In an instant, Sun Chengfeng's soul began to be extremely distorted, and then, a **** demonic soul that was exactly the same as'Demon Lan' was completely created.

　　 "It's finished."

"very smooth."

　　 Zheng Tianyin and Wang Wenyuan looked at each other, the playfulness in their eyes flashed away.

　　 Yun Yi Fan said: "Yes, release it, and then, wait for the harvest."

　　 Wang Wenyuan said: "If Hua Lingshang really fights with it, suppresses it, refines it to death, Hua Lingshang will undoubtedly die!"

Zheng Tianyin said: "If Hua Lingshang lets it escape, the emperor's soul-refining flag will be completely consummated. At that time, Mu Qingya will be refined into the spirit of the soul-refining flag, and the soul-refining flag will surely become a holy artifact of good fortune. At that time, Hua Lingshang will undoubtedly die!"

　　 Wang Wenyuan said: "Yes, even if it is Zhuge Chunqiu's old miscellaneous hair, he will die!"

　　 Yun Yi Fandao: "In this way, we will not lose anyway, and once it goes smoother, it will be a stone's throw!"

　　 Zheng Tianyin said: "Yes, all their contributions are made for us!"

　　Wang Wenyuan said, "So, it's really pleasant."

　　...

　　 The remnant soul of the demon soul derived from Sun Chengfeng and the blood of the Nine Desolate Demon Phoenix, once released, immediately, endless evil auras and resentments began to boil over the sky and the sun, rushing to the world.

　　 Only for a moment, this world was enveloped by a fierce and cold atmosphere.

　　 Then, the sky started to rain drizzle.

　　 The drizzle was cold and bitter, showing a faint blood color, rather than being colorless and transparent.

　　 Then, as the area covered by these drizzle rain became larger and larger, the entire Wuli Town began to be enveloped by a strange land.

　　 In this treacherous realm, all the Dao Mark auras between heaven and earth have been annihilated and dissipated.

　　 And this sly territory, under the influence of the remnant soul of the devil, began to expand at an extreme speed, and quickly spread to the other small towns.

　　Originally, it was still Shenshi, and it was still at the moment when the sun was shining, but at this time, these small towns seemed to have come to midnight.

　　 The sky was completely dark, and the sky and the earth were covered with a layer of dark red blood.

　　 The **** drizzle of patter was blowing.

　　 drizzle with wind, soaking the streets at dusk.

　　...

　　 Yun Qingxuan's shadow-like figure condensed in the ruins of Wanli Holy Land.

　　 Then, she escaped from her whole body with an extremely powerful and mysterious Nascent Soul aura.

　　 Her gaze quietly stared at the cage where the void was about to dissipate.

　　 In the cage, Su Li's same invisible figure was sitting cross-legged and meditating.

　　 "咻—"

　　 A sword light, carrying a cyan figure, flew at extreme speed.

　　 The next moment, the sword light condensed, and Yun Qinghong's figure appeared.

　　 "Sister?"

　　 Yun Qinghong was startled at first, and then his eyes were full of surprise and anxiety.

　　 "Sister, Holy Land, Holy Land, this is... Holy Lord and them..."

　　 Yun Qinghong stuttered a little.

　　 Yun Qingxuan condensed all the realm aura, her expression was a bit lonely and said: "They are all dead."

"what-"

　　 Yun Qinghong was stunned, and immediately, a deep pain appeared in his eyes.

　　 "I, I...I am still late! By the way, Master Su has calculated that there is a crisis in the Holy Land, why, why is it still like this..."

　　 In Yun Qinghong's eyes, tears were already welling up.

　　 Yun Qingxuan sighed lightly, and said, "Yes, Master Su figured it out, why is this still happening? I don't know, I was taken away by Lord Hua that day.

　　 Oh, Qinghong, have you obtained the formation of the Jieshui Spirit Formation? Ready to give it to the saint... Sister Li? "

　　 Yun Qinghong bit his lip, nodded, and stammered: "Then...Sister Li, she, she, is she okay?"

　　 Yun Qinghong was very nervous when he asked about this sentence, and he held his breath, as if he was afraid of hearing bad news.

　　 Yun Qingxuan took a deep look at Yun Qinghong, and said, "She's pretty good. The disciples of the entire sect have helped her and her father understand the nine-aperture stone fetus and accumulate experience."

As Yun Qingxuan said, she laughed at herself and said, "Then, those disciples who felt the stone fetus of the nine orifices just died again, so that the secret of the stone fetus of the nine orifices will not be revealed. You. Say, how happy she should be."

　　 Yun Qinghong was stunned, before he could understand it immediately, he said with some doubts: "Sister, what are you talking about? What all the disciples perceive the Jiuqiao stone fetus—"

　　 Yun Qingxuan interrupted Yun Qinghong's words: "Nothing."

She said, suddenly said: "By the way, Qinghong, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, has Emperor Hua ever asked about your physique transformation? Did he ask you to find the formation of the Jieshui Spirit Formation, Go to Changhe Town as soon as possible?"

　　 Yun Qinghong was taken aback, and said: "Sister, how do you know..."

　　 Yun Qingxuan smiled sweetly and said, "Sister, of course knows. After all-Huh, Sister Li, you are here too."

　　 Yun Qingxuan said, after a pause, a touch of surprise appeared in her eyes.

　　 "Sister Li—"

　　 Yun Qinghong was slightly happy in his heart, immediately turned his head, and called out softly.

　　 However, he did not see Hua Ziyan.

　　 All he saw was a touch of blood.

　　 After the **** light, there was darkness.

　　 It's as if, at this moment, the darkest time in his life.

　　 Then, he heard a very bizarre, weird, but also indescribable sound-it was the sound of his neck bone being cut by a sharp sword, his bones shattered, and his soul shattered.

　　 This kind of voice, he usually heard occasionally when other practitioners died tragically, but it was far less clear than this moment.

　　 His vision tilted into darkness.

　　 He still had the short glare from the corner of his eyes, and he clearly saw that in the darkness, sister Yun Qingxuan's black hair, dyed with bright red blood, was blowing in the wind.

　　 Sister Yun Qingxuan's eyes are so deep, cold, and merciless.