Kryptonians come to the second dimension

"You can still wake up, don't give up!"

Ye Wudao gritted his teeth and retreated, being chased by the opponent madly.

In a flash, several big holes appeared on his robe, and his flesh was cut and bleeding.

The foundation of the ancient mid-eternal strongman, just ordinary moves, Ye Wudao is not an opponent.

There are too many changes in one knife, and he didn't resist much, so Ye Wudao was suppressed madly in a short time.

Although the opponent had told him to retreat before, Ye Wudao would never give up trying.

He shouted madly, trying to wake him up.

Boom boom boom!

The raging storm of the mid-eternal period swept all around.

After a few hours, Ye Wudao had sensed some breath and was secretly spying on the movement here.

It can't be delayed!

He sighed slightly, endured the injuries on his body, and bowed to the other party.

"Senior!"

"Junior, goodbye!"

"I said I would come to save you, unless you die, otherwise... I will find you and save you!"

Boom!

Ye Wudao turned into a storm and flew towards the direction of Yaolian City.

Two days later, he returned to Yaolian City again and sent all the vitality he brought to Nanxin.

Nanxin's injuries had also improved visibly, but for some reason, she had not woken up yet.

Ye Wudao and Hua Yaozun did not dare to interfere forcibly to avoid any side effects, so they had to wait quietly for her to wake up.

In the white main hall, Ye Wudao walked back and forth with his hands behind his back thinking.

He also told Hua Yaozun everything that happened when he went to the dark land.

Although the process went smoothly, the story in it made Ye Wudao feel unhappy all the time.

He had seen the ancient human race who had no hope but held on to the Henggu Pass. He thought that if he were in it, he might not be as steadfast as them.

The strong man had already fallen, a fall in thought and will. To be precise, he was full of hatred and was now driven by hatred.

"Help, help, help. Do you think you are a saint and can be saved by anyone?"

The Flower Demon Lord sat on the throne, staring impatiently at Ye Wudao who was pacing back and forth below. He looked impatient.

Hearing this, Ye Wudao sighed: "Maybe I can't save him without reaching the realm of the emperor, but I'm unwilling to give up. I'm impatient and I want to do everything in a hurry. If I can't find a solution, I will be exhausted."

"What's the use of being anxious?" Hua Yaozun rolled his eyes and said: "Don't think about the matter over there now. I have to say that you are really lucky, but luck can't always be there. His appearance also means that something big may happen."

Ye Wudao was surprised: "What big thing?"

"You met a fallen middle-stage eternal strongman so easily, doesn't it mean that there are actually more eternal strongmen who have awakened and are also fallen."

Ye Wudao frowned and said: "Maybe I'm just lucky. In the Kunlun Secret Realm, I fought against the fallen aura. Now that I'm here, I have to fight against the fallen aura. I really can't understand it."

He told Hua Yaozun everything that happened to him in the Kunlun Secret Realm, and also told him about the fallen true immortal.

Hua Yaozun really likes gossip. After hearing the story, he only cares about the content of the story, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Is there a possibility that the Fallen Immortal is not dead?"

Ye Wudao held his forehead and said speechlessly: "I saw whether he was dead or not with my own eyes. Is there any need to discuss it? Why don't you give some reliable answers, Master Yaozun?"

"Then your junior sister's identity is even more suspicious!"

"Oh?"

"Based on the premise that Wu Huang, that is, Jiulunxian, has not died, your junior sister will not be in danger." Hua Yaozun touched his chin and speculated: "Even if you don't save her, she won't die."