"Escape first, we can't deal with such a powerful bone demon dragon."
After saying that, some people fled directly.
It's not that they don't want to live and die with their brothers.
It's really because this bone demon dragon is so powerful. Even if they want to avenge their dead brothers, they can't avenge them at all. On the contrary, they will be killed, and there is no hope of revenge.
Therefore, they must escape. Presumably soon, news will leak out that their top combat power is dead. By then, they will not even be able to escape.
However, when they wanted to escape, they saw attacks from the bone demon dragon coming one after another.
boom--
The physical bodies of these strong men in the tribulation period died, and their souls wanted to escape, but in the end they were directly sucked into the body of the bone demon dragon and became its nutrients.
Roar--
It looked up to the sky and let out a huge roar, then swam its long body and flew directly into the air.
It can be seen that it is very angry now because it has not found the person who took away the soul-containing Tianling Bamboo.
As for Huang Fu, who fell into a coma, he came into chaos again.
The surroundings were dim and dull, without a trace of light.
"Xu'er, is that you?"
Just when Huang Fu's face was full of doubts, a soft female voice sounded.
Hearing this familiar voice, Huang Fu was startled at first and slowly looked towards the source of the voice.
An extremely familiar figure that he thought about day and night appeared in front of him.
"Feng, Sister Feng, is that you?"
Tears flowed from Huang Fu's eyes. He didn't know whether he was crying because he was happy or because he was crying because he remembered the previous pain.
"It's me, Hu'er, long time no see!"
She showed a rare smile and said to Huang Fu.
"A hundred years is a lifetime for a mortal, but for us cultivators, it is just a fleeting moment, and without seeing you, it is already as long as a mortal."
After Huang Fu finished speaking, he showed a smile and said.
"楻儿!"
This beautiful figure slowly flew towards Huang Fu, stretched out her arms, and gently hugged Huang Fu's neck.
After a hundred years, both Hu and Feng felt that they were as far apart as a lifetime.
Now that they can see each other again, they wish they could go back to the mountains and live a good life.
However, now they are just embracing each other. Only here, Huang Fu can rarely see Feng.
"Hu'er, I'm a little sleepy."
Feng rubbed his eyes, seemingly feeling sleepy.
Seeing this, Huang Fu stretched out his hand to smooth Feng's long hair. Although it had a very different feeling to the touch, it was already very rare for Huang Fu.
Feng, who was feeling sleepy, leaned gently on Huang Fu's shoulder.
The shoulders that were small back then can now be relied on. Feng also gently closed his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
Huang Fu, on the other hand, put his arms around Feng's tiny waist, and they hugged each other in this chaotic and lightless space for an unknown amount of time.
After an unknown amount of time, a dazzling light suddenly illuminated this chaotic space.
Huang Huan was so stabbed that he couldn't open his eyes.
After a while, the light weakened, and Huang Fu could see what the bright thing was.
It is the Soul-Containing Heavenly Spirit Bamboo, and it is now emitting dazzling light, illuminating this chaotic space.
Huang Fu opened his eyes, but found that Feng's figure was missing.
After searching anxiously, Feng's figure disappeared.
Huang Huan's face changed in shock, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.
Um?
Opening his eyes, Huang Fu was confused at first, and then he saw Huang Fu's blazing sun exuding its burning breath.
Huang Fu stood up, looked down at himself in ragged clothes, and then murmured: "Is this a dream?"
Huang Fu checked his Najie and found that the Soul-Yun Tianling Bamboo had disappeared.
An anxious look appeared on his face, and Huang Hui hurriedly looked around.
But no matter how he looked, he couldn't find it.
Huang Fu looked inside himself again, and then discovered that the maple leaf originally left by Maple had turned into a seed, and a sprout that had begun to turn green was standing quietly.
Next to this sprout, there is a small figure, curled up next to it, emitting a faint blue fluorescence.
Huang Fu could tell at a glance.
It's Sister Feng.
"It's not a dream!"
Huang Fu was rarely overjoyed. Seeing that Feng's soul seemed to be recovering, his originally anxious and worried expression softened.
"Sister Feng, don't worry."
He murmured in a low voice and left the desert of death.
Along the way, he walked and stopped, and met many monks who wanted to take action against him.
However, Huang Hui easily solved them all.
Huang Fu, who had restrained his breath, looked for a way back in a mood of not causing trouble.
However, what made Huang Fu helpless was that he seemed to be so lost that he no longer knew where he was.
After traveling for who knows how many days, Huang Hui arrived at a town.
Although this town was only one-tenth the size of the Monster Clan Holy Land, it was bustling with people, the vendors on the roadside kept shouting, and Huang Fu also saw many things that he had never seen before.
Even the so-called ghosts are sold by monks, and some special spiritual materials also appear among these vendors.
By comparing their clothes, Huang Fu discovered that these vendors seemed to be people from three different regions gathered together.
Moreover, when Huang Fu was walking on the roadside, he could see sect disciples wearing particularly familiar clothes.
For example, among the Shengxian Sect disciples he had always wanted to kill, several of them were walking in the opposite direction to Huang Fu.
Huang Fu is now disheveled. Except for the brighter clothes, his hair is spread out like this.
Now he looks like a strong woman.
And many people on the road were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.
Although Huang Huan's appearance remained unchanged, deep down he was filled with murderous intent.
Seeing these people looking at him non-stop, Huang Fu thought they had discovered his identity.
After all, Shengxian Sect's rewards have never stopped.
Moreover, Shengxian Sect's bounty resources for him seemed to have increased by no less than five times. Apparently, they knew that through comparison of Huang Fu's skills, they found that Huang Fu's cultivation was just like the "Green Lotus Pagoda Zhenyuan Gong" practiced by Tianjunxian.
At that time, it belonged to the era of Tianjunxian, which also made Shengxian Sect fearful.
"What a classy fairy!"
"It's a bit beautiful! It's just that 'she' is wearing men's clothes. Is she a man?"
"Maybe it's a direct descendant of another family who escaped in disguise to have fun, right?"
Everyone was whispering, and Huang Fu frowned.
Seeing Huang Huan like this, everyone confirmed again that Huang Huan was one of those direct descendants from the big family who disguised themselves and ran out to play.
But from Huang Fu's point of view, they were whispering as if they were thinking about how to capture him and then send him to the Shengxian Sect to receive the reward.