"I'll give you one last chance, you have to do it, but you have ...... thought about it"

After hearing Fang Hao's words.

The blood man in the sky obviously flinched a little, he was afraid, this time he was really afraid!

It wasn't long before that.

Fang Hao was sitting in front of the big stone, and when he was hesitating, a strong wind suddenly blew on his body. In an instant, it was like a different person.

"Emperor of the Wasteland, don't be too complacent...... I'll definitely get it back when I have the chance. ”

The bloody voice was like an angry roar, even if he knew that the Desolate Heaven Emperor on the other side was just possessed by a consciousness.

He completely lost the heart to fight.

I saw that the white-robed young man was still standing there quietly, still not caring about what he said.

"Nephew...... Let's go!"

"You should be called Qinglin...... I remember you. ”

The bloody aura in the sky began to slowly weaken.

In the end, all the blood-red qi returned to him.

The most obvious thing is that his eyes are blood-red, and there is an extremely terrifying pair of fangs at the bottom!

This is the legendary Blood Clan, the Emperor of Blood!

An invisible momentum, dominating thousands of miles away, I really didn't expect that he would be so afraid of a person.

The next moment.

A bloody light rolled up the little boy directly, and disappeared in a burst of crying.

I don't know which direction he went at all, and there is no trace of him.

Not much.

There was silence again, and no one dared to say a word even if the bloody man left.

The wind blew from the depths of the ancient barren forest, and the oppressive atmosphere around it finally improved.

Somewhere in the ruins, I saw a white-robed young man, his deep gaze looking into the distance, thoughtful.

"It's time to come...... It's always going to come at last!"

The white-robed young man muttered quietly.

The next moment, the boy fell unconscious, and all of a sudden, all the pressure disappeared.

About half an hour or so passed.

Those people buried in this area finally relented deeply!

It was terrifying for them to see such a presence today, these are legendary figures.

I didn't expect to see two of them today, it's really admirable and scary.

......

Before the sun sets.

There was no one in this ruin, and the corpses of the desolate beasts were piled up, but at least some of them survived.

The Divine City has almost been destroyed by more than half of it, and its walls are in ruins.

"It's terrible, let's leave this ancient deserted city early......"

"I didn't expect to let Lao Niu encounter such a terrible thing today! I won't come here if I am killed......

“......”

At this time, the people nearby had palpitations for a while. This time the Ancient Desolate Beast is coming, or rather, a nightmare is coming.

......

The heart of the ancient imperial city.

In a cave blessed land, seven days have passed unconsciously at this time.

On a crystal bed on the other side, a young man could be seen lying quietly in front, as if he was really asleep, but he couldn't wake up.

Next to this young man, you can see a girl in white, who looks anxious.

The aura of the Holy Clan on his body passed to the shadow on the bed from time to time.

It was clear that the young girl had been suffering for a long time.

"Hmph! This guy hasn't woken up yet...... I've slept for so long!"

The girl pursed her lips with a playful look on her face.

However.

In the next moment, suddenly a golden-robed young man suddenly appeared from the void and walked directly to the girl's side.

"Brother Qinglin...... How's he doing?"

The voice asked directly to the girl next to him, with a hint of eagerness in her expression.

"Senior brother, this guy has already been fine...... I just can't wake up now!"

"Hehe, just let her sleep a little longer......!

Seeing that Fang Hao's physical condition had stabilized a lot, Xuanyang Young Ancestor finally let out a sigh.

The girl in white, holding a little black cat in her arms, was just talking, but in fact, she was also looking forward to Fang Hao waking up.

Ever since that blood clan man came out, this black cat didn't want to run anywhere, and threw Fang Hao away extremely mischievously.

It didn't take long for them to leave the place.

However, the little thief cat stayed in the end, and he looked at Fang Hao's expression and showed a thief's smile.

"Meow Meow~"

I only heard the little thief cat bark twice, as if to say - your uncle's wake up for Ben Meow!

......

Meanwhile.

In Fang Hao's mindspace, he only saw a shadow as if he was trapped.

Around the shadow, there were layers of bronze antique patterns. It's like a ghost drawing a strip, and I don't know what these patterns mean.

This shadow doesn't need to be guessed, it is Fang Hao's divine soul.

When he awoke, he was besieged here, and this trap was seven days.

If not, he would have gone out long ago.

"I'll ...... These things are just too cumbersome. It's even more bitter and incomprehensible than the ancient witch font!"

When he knew that he was possessed by the consciousness of the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven, as if he had suffered a thunderstorm, this incredible thing actually befell him.

Naturally, it was not his dominant body, but he could hear everything outside clearly, and even the last words of the bloody Wutian did not escape its ears.

And the bronze divine pattern of this Dao was left behind by the Emperor of the Wasteland when he left at the end.

Obviously, this is a big opportunity for Fang Hao! But it is also a big disaster.

And look at it.

It was when Fang Hao understood the meaning of this divine pattern, when he would be able to go out, or wake up.

"Little Miao, it's up to you this time......"

Fang Hao had no choice, now he still had to look at the "open hanging artifact" in his mind.

All of a sudden.

The small seedlings with bursts of green light fluctuations suddenly burst out with a mysterious special aura, which was directly real, one after another on the divine lines.

Like a violent catalyst, analyze and dissolve these patterns little by little!

At this time, Fang Hao could clearly feel that the energy in his dantian was being consumed dramatically, as well as his spiritual power!

The horror of consumption is ten times stronger than when dissecting ancient witch characters!

"Wow! No...... It's just perverted......"

Fang Hao's heart trembled violently.

This is a frenzied snatching of the aura in his body, like a robber.

But.

The mystery of this kind of avenue is also huge when it is fed back to Fang Hao's body.

In an instant, Fang Hao's figure was like being in the middle of heaven and earth, this kind of artistic conception was more powerful than the artistic conception of space!

Fang Hao closed his eyes and fell into his state of comprehension again.

......

The next morning.

On the bed in the blessed land, I saw a young man in a white robe, waking up slowly, he covered his head with one hand, and looked a little uncomfortable.

"My head hurts ......"

These were the first words that the white-robed young man said when he woke up, and his gaze was a little dazed.

It seems that the consumption is too drastic, and even his golden pill is now dimmed.

"Meow Meow~"

The little thief cat next to him, seeing his situation, seemed to have already guessed something.

"Thief cat, how long have I been asleep!"

Fang Hao shook his head, his spirit was also a little sluggish at the moment, and it was also extremely intense.

"Meow Meow ~ Meow Meow ~"

"What? You said I've been sleeping for seven or eight days...... I'm glad I'm awake now!"

"This is there, how are we in this place!"

When he woke up, Fang Hao had a lot of questions.

At last.

The little thief cat explained beside him, Fang Hao nodded, he didn't expect that they had already arrived at the place where Xuanyang lived.

He also heard that Little Snow Girl had been waiting for them for five or six days in a row!

This couldn't help but make Fang Hao a little moved.

"This girl, I really didn't expect ......"

"That's right, thief cat...... Where did you suddenly disappear that day? You're so unwilling, you left me alone!"

Fang Hao was carrying the little thief cat, his mind was full of black lines, this guy escaped so fast.

I saw the little thief cat waving its paws, which means that Ben Meow is going to do something big!

"You're still going to do big things...... Forget it, let's get down to business first, find the direction, we'll get out of here in this meantime!"

"We can't stay here any longer......"

However, Fang Hao hadn't finished speaking.

He suddenly felt two shadows approaching this way, no need to guess!

It must have been those two people who had already come.

"Haha, Brother Qinglin, great, you're finally awake......"

This voice was none other than Xuanyang Young Ancestor.