In the Nanyu Territory, which is close to the sea like the Shenglan Territory, in a barren mountain, Fuxie, who has changed his form again and looks like a foreign race, is galloping.
In the past two days, he had been hiding all the way, first choosing to go to the open sea at the bottom of the sea.
In his opinion, since everyone in the east of Wanggu is looking for Xu Qing, it should be much safer to go to the outer sea by himself.
Although the outer sea is full of dangers, he does not dare to step into it easily, but relatively speaking, it is more suitable for hiding.
It was just this choice that he had to give up after he felt that there was an invisible seal cutting off the internal and external seas.
This seal comes from the will of the human race and the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, which uses divine power to override the rules and is exported as a seal.
Once touched, its concealment is difficult to balance.
After staring for a long time, Fu Xie's heart became even lower.
Finally, he changed direction.
He originally planned to find a place to hide under the sea, but during the past two days, he felt that the number of spiritual thoughts on the seabed was increasing every moment.
More and more, more and more dense.
It seems that all the divine creatures in the inner sea have joined in the search.
Even the sea water made him feel a little strange, as if the undercurrent outside his body had increased inexplicably.
"Especially that Flame Phoenix, which is sensing it all the time. If this continues, the Emperor's Treasure will soon be unable to support it... We must leave this area!"
Due to the pressure and the rising sense of crisis, Fu Xie gave up hiding in the inner sea after giving up going to the outer sea, so he came to the Nanyu area, which was not within the scope of Fenghai County.
There are almost no human forces in this domain. It is controlled by seven moderate ethnic groups. It has little contact with the outside world on weekdays. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as an isolated place.
Moreover, the landform in the region is dominated by mountains, while the peripheral areas are endless deserts.
It's just that this domain seems suitable for hiding, but that's exactly what it is, and it will attract more attention.
So it became Fuxie's helpless choice.
"However, although this is also the Eastern Region, it is not a place directly controlled by the human race..."
With such thoughts in mind, Fuxie stepped into this realm, changing his appearance many times along the way, carefully cutting off all traces and his own cause and effect, and galloping carefully in this barren mountain.
At the same time, he was also refining the remaining tower at all times, trying to assimilate Xu Qing into his body as soon as possible.
It's just that the power of the broken tower is mysterious, and the repulsion of the bubbles always exists, so the refining process is extremely slow.
This increased Fuxie's sense of urgency.
What made him even more upset was Xu Qing in the ruined tower.
The other party caught some information about his previous words, so in the past few days, Xu Qing's resistance became stronger, and sometimes some spiritual thoughts came out.
Although these spiritual thoughts were cut off by him and could not be transmitted outside, they fell into his heart and made him gradually gloomy.
"You chose not to answer the last question. It seems that the Holy Land of Evil Life where you are is indeed in turmoil."
Xu Qing was sitting cross-legged and meditating. Now that his injuries were less than half recovered, his spiritual thoughts came out.
No response.
"Or...it no longer exists."
Xu Qing's expression was calm. Under the guidance of divinity, he was extremely rational, so even though he didn't like to talk too much, he needed to judge the outside world's information through the reaction of this master.
"Then you should be on the run now, running away from the human race and avoiding search from all sides."
Xu Qing continued to speak.
But Fu Xie is not a stupid person. No matter what Xu Qing said, there was no response.
However, the gloom in his heart has become increasingly intense.
Fortunately, his judgment on the South Island Territory seemed to be somewhat correct. After a few days of entering the South Island Territory, he did not feel any spiritual search like that in the Inland Sea.
So after careful consideration, Fu Xie chose a cave, crossed his legs and prepared to hide there for a period of time, while he tried his best to refine the remaining tower.
But this kind of comfort only existed for a few hours.
When night fell, outside the cave where Fuxie was, the heaven and earth roared, and powerful spiritual thoughts swept across in waves.
That is the perception from the powerful in this domain.
Fuxie immediately opened his eyes, extremely alert.
It wasn't until half an hour later that these spiritual thoughts dissipated.
But before Fu Xie could breathe a sigh of relief, there was an even more terrifying will, accompanied by divine power, destroying everything.
The scope covers all directions. Wherever it comes, the sky is churning, the earth is shaking, and all the mountains are shaking.
That's a god!
Fu Xie's expression changed, and he immediately took out the scissors to erase the spread of authority and increase his concealment. At the same time, a strong wind howled outside the cave where he was.
There was a strange sound rising and falling in the wind.
"Xu Qing...Xu Qing...Xu Qing..."
The tone is hoarse, carrying some indescribable rhythm, echoing in all directions.
This is a spirit that unfolds its own divine power and calls it by name.
Wherever the message was passed, the color of the world changed, the sword behind Fu Xie shook even more, and Xu Qing's eyes suddenly opened in the ruined tower.
At this moment, Fu Xie made a decisive decision, bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out his precious Dao blood, which fell on the scissors.
When the scissors shook, more rust stains appeared on them, and with the final cut, everything was wiped away.
After a while, the sound gradually dissipated.
But Fu Xie's complexion was already pale.
He did not dare to stay here any longer. After confirming that the god had left, he immediately walked out without putting away the scissors, maintaining the power to erase the authority and moving forward quickly.
In this way, another two days passed, and he climbed over countless mountains, changed directions many times, and finally entered a desert.
In the past two days, Fuxie could be said to be terrified. He encountered the thoughts of the gods many times. If he had not possessed the Great Emperor's scissors, he would have been discovered countless times.
But even with the Great Emperor Scissors, using them so frequently would consume a huge amount of money.
In particular, he spurted Dao blood many times, which caused some instability in his newly promoted cultivation.
But he had no choice.
At this moment, the sense of oppression in his heart was extremely strong, so in this desert, Fu Xie's body swayed and turned into gravel, moving forward with the wind.
On the first day, everything was normal.
The next day... Fu Xie, who was carefully moving, suddenly stopped for a moment when the gravel he turned into was heard singing.
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Wherever you are, I will wait for you here."
This ballad was strange, with a solemn tone, and when it fell into Fu Xie's heart, it became a frightening wave.
Because his name was actually mentioned in it!
The next moment, the entire desert trembled with the reverberation of the song, and countless sandy gravels were suspended in the air, gathering into little sandy hands, swaying there like grasslands.
The sound of singing came from every grain of sand.
Between the reverberation and swaying, a great feeling of terror suddenly descended on Fu Xie, whose expression changed greatly.
It turned into an intense life and death crisis.
Fu Xie breathed rapidly and without any hesitation, he exploded half of the gravel he had transformed into, forming a small amount of Dao blood, which fell onto the emerging scissors.
Click.
Cutting off one's own cause and effect, cutting off one's own traces, cutting off time, and even using the source of the scissors itself.
The next moment, everything around him became blurry in Fu Xie's perception. When everything became clear again, he had left the area where the desert was. With the power of the scissors, he forcibly moved and appeared in an unknown area.
in the swamp.
As soon as he appeared, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Before the blood could fall, he instantly raised his hand, grabbed the blood, and wiped it away.
He cannot leave any trace.
The fear in his eyes was extremely obvious.
"What level of god is that? It's just a little short of knowing everything about me!!"
Fu Xie was breathing rapidly. Along the way, the situations he encountered became more dangerous and weirder. Even though he was the master of cultivation, he still felt the line between life and death.
But at this moment, before he could see his surroundings clearly, his already turbulent heart suddenly started to stir again.
Because...in this swamp in an unknown area, the water is undulating, the mud is shaking, the dead trees around are shaking, and the insects in the mud are twisting.
All things seem to have a will.
There is not much will, it seems like there is only instinct, but this instinct... is to look for him, to look for Xu Qing.
So in Fu Xie's perception, the feeling of danger broke out again.
He had no time to think, so he could only activate the power of the scissors again, and his figure was instantly cut off and disappeared without a trace.
After several times, after moving to multiple areas, with more and more cracks in the scissors, Fu Xie, who was becoming more and more exhausted physically and mentally, finally appeared on a bald mountain like a lonely tomb.
Once here, the feeling of heart palpitations slowly dissipated.
But his heart was as dry and cracked as the earth baked by the scorching sun, shrouded in anxiety.
Xu Qing's spiritual thoughts also came at this moment.
"Your time is running out."
"Shut up!" This time, Fuxie finally couldn't help but respond after experiencing many dangers.
Although it was just two words, Xu Qing's eyes suddenly shone brightly in the ruined tower.
He got the answer.
"It seems that your time...is really running out."
Fuxie's face was gloomy, he cut off Xu Qing's spiritual thoughts, and the murderous thoughts rose in his heart.
"Then let's see whether I refine Xu Qing first or you find it first!"
After saying that, he was about to leave the mountain, but at this moment, endless clouds suddenly appeared in the sky here.
Like the sea, it is rolling towards here.
In the clouds and mist, a huge baby could be vaguely seen, crawling rapidly inside.
The vast power of God descended at this moment, and along with it were the cries of babies and the voices calling for daddy.
Come with anger.
The echo of this voice, the law trembles, the law creeps.
Fu Xie's eyes widened and he exclaimed.
"The way of heaven!"
While inhaling, the scissors floating above Fu Xie's head were activated again by him, forming an isolation force. He cut sharply, and a clicking sound came from the scissors.
With this cut, there are more cracks. While it looks shocking, Fu Xie's figure also disappears.
When he appeared, he had completely lost his way. He could only rely on instinct and intuition to speed along. During this period, he heard the cry of babies many times and felt the breath of the gods many times. Each time, he ignored his heartache and controlled the power of the scissors.
At the same time, Dao blood was sprayed out again and again.
Until, on the eighth day of escaping, he was extremely exhausted and came to an area.
There are no thoughts of strong men here, no cries of babies, and no whispers of gods. What is there... is just a bamboo forest thousands of miles away.
Red bamboo forest!
When the breeze blows, the bamboo forest is like the Red Sea. The sound that comes from the swaying is not the sound of leaves interlacing, but the sound of rustling like wind blowing in the desert and rolling up gravel.
Accompanying this sound, there are also nursery rhymes that make Fu Xie's heart collapse.
"Look for ten miles of sand, fish for hundreds of rivers, run and run for thousands of miles of tombs, find bamboos for thousands of miles, Fuxie Fuxie, where are you, I will wait for you here."
This nursery rhyme was like thunder from the sky, exploding in Fu Xie's heart. At the same time, a god came out of the bamboo sea.
The sky lit up with red light because of His arrival.
The earth, because of His appearance, dispersed red mist.
Time, because of His coming, is dyed into a red river.
All the red comes from heaven, earth, and time, gathered into a red robe!
What came over was a handsome middle-aged man with long, swaying hair. Every strand of hair was flowing with light. The divine power emanating from his body could make the sun and the moon dim.
This god is named Yu Liuchen!
Step by step, he walked up to the trembling Fu Xie and chuckled.
"Fuxie Fuxie, where are you? I will wait for you here."
Fu Xie's mind was completely roaring, and he lost all resistance. Even his thoughts were still at this moment.
Only that nursery rhyme kept echoing in his mind, confirming everything he had gone through along the way.
At the same time, in the endless nothingness, there was a support composed of a large number of clay figures, carrying a shrine, walking in time, and the direction it went was the forest sea where Yu Liuchen was.
Erniu's figure is also among the clay figures, playing with the divine vines and sensing the direction.
"Useless cow, there's no need to mess with your thin vines. I already know Xu Qing's location."