When Zhao Yun entered the world of mortals, he saw another scene.

From the outside it looks like a starry sky, but when you come in you see a desert with no end in sight and no direction.

"Is this the road of mortals?"

Zhao Yun murmured and took steps forward.

He wanted to walk through the air, but a mysterious force blocked him.

"Is there someone there?"

He kept calling all the way, and the power of his soul spread out.

However, there was no response from all directions.

There is no life here, no spiritual power, just yellow sand flying around.

Not even a trace was left here. When I looked back, there was not even a single footprint.

Still lonely all the way.

He was the only one walking alone.

"You little brat."

No one could hear this curse.

He is the sanctioner. He stayed up most of the night, crossed his legs, sat on a stone and smoked, looking at the road of mortals with a very dark face. He is a god, he can see the scene inside, he can see Zhao Yun, I don’t know why,

He really wanted to take that guy back to the mortal world and kick him to death for ten minutes.

After a long time, he could no longer be seen.

It is the limitation of the universe that limits the sight of gods.

At the end of the sky, there were crowds of people, all of whom were relatives and friends of Zhao Yun. There were men, women, old and young. It would take a long time to stand there. Not everyone could enter the world of mortals, they had to be at the immortal level.

Speaking of the quasi-immortal level, how could we not forget about the Demon Lord and the Demon Queen and Hong Yuan.

Every night in the dead of night, you can always see their figures, looking at the vast starry sky, lost in thought. Indeed, they have not seen through the world of mortals, and have never dared to set foot on this road from beginning to end.

The Demon Lord and the Demon Queen have left and are going to play in the human world.

Hong Yuan also left, going on a long trip to see the outside world.

"Zhao Yun."

I don't know which day, a hysterical call resounded to the end of the world.

It was Liu Ruxin who had regained consciousness, crying with tears in her eyes but getting no response.

She left, followed by a little unicorn, its head buried in a listless look.

On this day, she moved out of Qianqiu City and returned to Zhao Yun's hometown with Furong and the sealed Luoxia.

It was also on this day that too many people moved their families.

The Bai family and the Yan family returned to the Southern Territory, the Qin family returned to the East China Sea, Tianyin Pavilion went to Huashan, and the Sikong family went to the Northern Territory...

From where to go.

The huge Qianqiu City seemed to have ended and the people had dispersed, leaving it quite empty.

"Aren't you leaving?" Fengwu whispered at the gate of the city.

"I'm tired, so let's rest here." Mako took a sip of wine.

Feng Wu smiled and walked away, heading to Canglang City, the place where she first met Zhao Yun.

"The world is big, let's go and take a look."

Wang Zha and Mustachio patted Mozi and went on the road together.

Demon Zi does not stop them, people leave every day, and he has sent them away one after another.

But, they will all come back.

If one day Qianqiu City is in trouble, help will come from all directions.

Red dust road.

Zhao Yun settled down for the first time and looked not far away.

There was a tree there. To be precise, it was a dry branch, without even a single leaf.

Looking with all his eyes, it seemed like a person was lying under the tree, clinging to the trunk and falling asleep.

When I got closer, I saw that it was Old Man Fushou, a native of the Western Wilderness. He had seen him at the end of the East China Sea, and asked him for a pot of wine. At the end of his life, he dragged his old body into the world of mortals.

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Unexpected.

He still didn't reach the fairyland and collapsed halfway.

Zhao Yun said nothing and put the old man Fushou into the magic ring.

If he could make it to the end, he would bury him in the fairy world, thus fulfilling the old man's long-cherished wish.

Three days later.

He stopped again.

Look at your feet, half of the skeleton is exposed in the flowing yellow sand. He must be a person who has traveled the world of mortals. He has spent his life, eroded by the yellow sand, and the glory of the years, leaving behind regrets for the rest of his life.

Zhao Yun bowed his hands and continued to move forward.

Over the next few days, more and more dry bones were seen.

In the endless desert, I don’t know how many people were buried.

Zhao Yun did not stop any longer, leaving only a silhouette of his back to the forerunners.

Perhaps, he will become one of them in another year and be buried in this desert.

"Calculating the time, we should see blood."

He is still a sanctioner in the mortal world, and he speaks with sincerity and sincerity.

I don’t know whether he saw blood or not, but Zhao Yun saw an oasis.

Since entering the world of mortals, it was the first time he saw something different in color from the yellow sand.

It was indeed an oasis, with lush vegetation and gurgling rivers, so full of life.

"Illusion."

Zhao Yun murmured, and his soul trembled.

The so-called desert oasis suddenly disappeared, and the yellow sand was still flying, but deep in the yellow sand, there was an evil spirit lurking. If you listen carefully, you can still hear wailing and low roaring.

soon.

The wind was strong.

There was a figure covered in blood crawling out of the desert. He looked like an evil spirit or a resentful spirit. His eyes were glowing and bloody saliva was dripping from his mouth. He was more sinister than the ghosts in hell.

"Evil."

Zhao Yun murmured, knowing what it was.

It is said in the Xuanmen Book of Heaven that evil thoughts arise from the spirit, and evil thoughts stained with blood become evil spirits. It is an evil thing with spirit but no mind.

roar!

When he looked, the monster pounced on him with a ferocious expression.

It is not an ordinary evil spirit. It has Yin evil sweeping through it and blood evil surging. Just in terms of aura and momentum, it is not weaker than the quasi-immortal in the mortal world. Before anyone can kill him, he can see blood vomiting from his mouth and lightning shooting from his eyes.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun's pace did not slow down, and the black and yellow sword energy came out of his body.

The demon had just reached a certain distance when he was struck by the sword energy.

Its screams were extremely shrill.

And his wailing seemed to contain a kind of magic power, summoning more evil things.

The desert became unquiet, with rolling yellow sand raging across the sky. One after another, bloody figures crawled out of the desert. They were humanoids and beasts, with different shapes, but the same ferocious expressions.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly.

He is not afraid of three or two evil things at all, but the evil spirits in the world are all in one piece, like a sea tide. According to the cultivation base in the mortal world, those with the weakest cultivation base are at the peak of Xuanyang.

How come there are so many monsters on the road of mortals?

Is it a checkpoint set up by the upper realm to test the mortals in the lower realm?

Buzz!

Zhao Yun picked up Long Yuan and killed him like a flash of startling light.

Waves of monsters came one after another without any fear. One by one they fell down, and then they rushed forward one by one. They looked like they would not be finished until they tore Zhao Yun into pieces.
To be continued...