Chapter six hundred and seventy seventh: Bei Yu's death
"well……"
Xiao Xiang sighed and stopped talking, but looked aside.
Fan Chuan slowly stood up and looked at the chaos in the four sidelines, unknowingly appeared, seemed to be in the northern language in front of Fangxian.
Unconsciously, Fanchuan followed sadness, but Fanchuan always had a bad premonition. The premonition made Fan Chuan very disturbed and uneasy.
Finally, after the last half of the day, the physical flashes began to emerge outside the fairy movement. Fanchuan eagerly walked back and forth, and his expression was particularly nervous.
After a while, the figures of Fanchuan and Xiaoxiang appeared on the boundary of the demon world. It was just next to the towering trees destroyed by the waist. The blood on the ground was not even dried up.
It is still scattered on the broken limb, which can't help but make Fanchuan suddenly tighten.
At present, the demon world is very different from the demon world that Fanchuan's previous visit. The flavor of the flames everywhere has long pulled the entire demon world into hell.
After looking around, Xiao Xiang murmured: "It seems that we are still late ..."
"Word ..."
Fanchuan gently sounded, and then quickly moved to move, almost a moment after a moment of throwing Xiao Xiao behind.
"Shaojun, where are you going? Wait for me! I'm not familiar with it here!" Xiao Xiang shouted in a panic, and at the same time followed Fanchuan's pace.
The corpse along the way, the air is pungent bloody, and the ruins everywhere are even more shocking. Fan Chuan secretly thought in his heart that this was far more than when he first came to the demon world.
The blood left is even more heavy.
Finally came to the original palace of the monster master, and Xiao Xie followed up quickly.
However, there is no trace of the Demon Lord Palace at the moment. On the abyss of the void, there is only the empty piece, nothing, and this can not help but make Fanchuan's heart more nervous.
However, when Fan Chuan just wanted to fly to the abyss and checked it, it was stopped by more than a dozen monsters who came out of the side.
"You ... who are you? What are you doing to break through my demon world?" The tone of this demon shrinks a little.
However, the other demon whispered: "Isn't the monster who attacked the previous attack? Isn't this ...? Isn't it?"
"Don't talk nonsense, just ask it!" The other demon also said with a slight nervousness to Fanchuan and Xiaoxiang: "Who are you?"
Fan Chuan looked at the nervous expression of more than a dozen demon people in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He pretended to be calm and slowly said: "Do you don't know me? I am Fanchuan."
"Fan ... Fanchuan? Why are you so familiar!"
"Fanchuan? Mo ..."
"Isn't it that the Demon Demon Wars rescue the Fanchuan of our demon Lord? Then ... That fairy Fanchuan?"
As soon as this monster's sentence came out, it immediately stirred up thousands of waves. The other demon people began to look at the appearance of Fanchuan. At the same time, they did not forget to nod frequently, and the original nervous emotions were released instantly.
It looks particularly excited.
"Yes! This is Fanchuan Xianzun! It is the benefactor of our demon world! It is also the master of our demon ..."
After these words were convinced, more than a dozen demon people were excited, so he immediately surrounded Fanchuan, and at the same time eagerly said: "Fan Chuan Xianzun, you finally came ..."
"Yeah, Fan Chuan Xianzun, if you were there before! But ..."
"Hey, Fan Chuan Xianzun, you are late, the demon world has just experienced a catastrophe!"
"Our people have died a lot, even ... even ..."
"What's even?" Fan Chuan suddenly asked nervously, and at the same time, even breathing was suspended.
The monster was wrong for a moment, but when Fanchuan was nervous today, he quickly said: "Even the Mingyuan demon master was killed!"
When it was not in Beiyu, Fan Chuan was relieved, and the stones hanging in his heart fell.
The ability of the Mingyuan Demon Lord is definitely the forefront of the entire Western Planet and can kill them. Then the other party must be extraordinary, except for the immortals, gods, then the legendary underworld is deeply rooted in
Fanchuan's heart.
Immediately afterwards, Fanchuan asked eagerly: "What about your northern monster master?"
More than a dozen monsters quickly said: "Just over the sky, but when you came, she suddenly disappeared!"
"What? It's gone? Where can I go?" Fan Chuan said in horror: "By the way, is your demon master injured?"
More than a dozen demon nodded at the same time: "That's natural, the master of the monster master is still bleeding, and the consciousness is still a bit blurred. Presumably it is greatly stimulated.
The master also gave his life! "
Fan Chuan frowned tightly and continued to say: "Then do you know who is the person who attacked the demon world?"
More than a dozen demon shook their heads and said in the same way: "It's not clear, not clear, but those people are weird, all wearing black brocade, and they are still blindfolded.
"What are the characteristics of the opponent's offensive?" Xiao Xie asked.
The demons looked at the Xiangxiao Xiang, and looked at Fanchuan again, and then answered: "I ... we can't say any characteristics, but we have never encountered the breath of those people.
They, just ... are always dizzy! "
Fanchuan nodded slowly, and now it seems that there are no useful answers from the more than the dozen demon people, so then Fan Chuan came out with a statement: "So, we all separate each other.
Go to find the northern monster master, it is necessary to be fast! "
"Yes, Fanchuan Xianzun, we also have this!"
"What are you waiting for?"
Immediately afterwards, Fanchuan and Xiaoxia were scattered, and they were looking for northern language everywhere, while Fanchuan flew directly to the sky, relying on the route that more than a dozen demon population said, looking for the North language.
The trace left, but after looking for a long time over the sky, it still has no fruit.
Fan Chuan was very anxious and angry, so he landed from the time, and after turning around, he suddenly came to the edge of the most tragic battlefield in the demon world.
Fanchuan saw that the corpse stacked into a mountain, and the charcoal burned by the fire was scattered on the ground. Whenever a cold wind was blowing, it would cause the flames to mess up.
Taste.
The original green mountains and green waters have already become void at this moment. The original shame is now destroyed into a piece of wasteland. The blood flowing along the ground on the ground flows to the abyss.
Fan Chuan couldn't bear to step on the corpse, but after all, he touched a section of the broken body's broken limbs, but he was faltering. Every time he took a step, he would rise ripples in his heart.
However, after Fanchuan was looking for a moment, he still did not find the figure of the North language. When Fanchuan was about to continue to change places, a hillbag not far away was faintly came out.
There are hillbags to cover, Fanchuan can't see the situation in the future.
But even if there is a slightest hope, Fanchuan will not let go, so Vanchuki will spit and fly towards the hills.
Sure enough, just after the hillbag, a woman wearing a black brocade and a black wings growing on her back was squatting on the ground, and in front of it, it was actually a deep trap from his bare hands.
Caval.
And this woman is the northern language.
At this time, the northern -language shirt was stunned, and the hair was even more messy, and the pair of black wings were also covered with dirt, and the movements had not stopped.
In the concave pit, it is filled with the body of the demon.
It turns out that Bei language is buried by the bodies of buried people.
When Fanchuan saw this scene, I couldn't help but feel sour, and there was a kind of impulse to cry. I had just experienced the change of smoke purple in the Wonderland, but now I have encountered the northern language.
That strong heart has been frustrated.
"Speaking ... words." Fanchuan said gently, for fear that his voice would scare the northern language.
However, when Fanchuan shouted the name of Beiyu, I saw the thin body of Beiyu trembling suddenly, and at the same time stopped the movement of digging soil in his hand. Immediately, the Bei language slowly turned over, and his eyes looked at it.
To Fanchuan.
Almost a moment, the corners of Beiyu's mouth moved, but they didn't speak, and then suddenly sat on the ground.
"Speaking!"
Fanchuan quickly moved, and came to Beiyu's side, holding it tightly into his arms, and gently wiped off the dust on his hair and the soil on the wings.
The northern language hiding in Fanchuan's arms looked at Fanchuan with tears, but tears never burst out. Fanchuan knew that this woman was a strong woman and a strong woman.
Fan Chuan's distress, gently wipe the corner of Beiyu's eyes, and at the same time gently said: "Okay, words, it's okay, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here ..."
Beiyu just shook his head gently, and did not say anything. Fanchuan knew that this was greatly stimulated by Beiyu, so it would lead to this.
My own woman.
"Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late, let you suffer, blame me, all blame me ..." Fanchuan's tone has also choked.
"No ... don't blame you." Beiyu finally said, but his tone was very weak and weak.
Fan Chuan was like a knife twisted, and then saw the shoulders of Beiyu. It was the wings that connected it. At this time, it was still flowing out of the blood because of the tremor of Beiyu.
"Okay, saying, don't dig it, I will arrange for others to have a good life of the heroic undead. You are injured now, I have to take you to heal the injury first." Fanchuan came out of the channel.
However, Beiyu choked helplessly: "Brother ... brother ..."
"I know, the Mingyuan Demon Lord is a man." Fan Chuan persuaded: "But, the deceased has passed, you should see it, okay, don't say this, you will go with me."
During the speaking, Fanchuan pulled up the northern language slowly and left this bloody place ...