Weiwei flew in front of Zhang Wenchang like a ray of light.
"Weiwei, it's you!" Zhang Wenchang said.
"That's right, I am Weiwei and you are Zhang Wenchang. I didn't expect that your cultivation speed is so fast and you have entered the fourth level secret realm." Weiwei smiled slightly, her teeth sparkling.
"Hmm, I just lucked out and had some adventures. You have also entered the secret realm of the Four Extremes. I wonder what brings you here?" Zhang Wenchang asked.
"I was ordered by my master to capture Ye Fan!" Weiwei directly stated her intention, but she didn't have the slightest intention to kill.
Zhang Wenchang knew that although she came under the order, she actually turned a blind eye after seeing Ye Fan and had no intention of catching Ye Fan.
"With your strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch Ye Fan, and you'll be more likely to be killed." Zhang Wenchang said.
"The one who really attacked Ye Fan was not people like me, but the so-called top ten masters of the Holy Land of Light."
"In this Kunzhou and the nearby oases, the disciples trained by the secluded elders with sunshine are all very powerful. Each one of them is a strong man in the fifth level of the Tao Palace who can kill the fourth level secret realm, and most of them have already
Entered the fourth-level secret realm."
"It seems that these hidden elders are quite powerful, but they are too low-key and ordinary people cannot hear about them."
"Yes, not only are these supreme elders low-key, but their disciples are also low-key."
Yue Guangwen thinks that Ye Fan has fewer lice because he is itchy. Anyway, I am low-key and have bad luck. I kill people because I am worried about being retaliated against.
In that little red underground, it was very hot and quiet, and you could see almost everything at a glance.
"I'm afraid they are not just trying to rescue the Holy Son and the Holy Lady, but they are also coveting Ye Fan's Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things, right?" Zhang Wenchang said with a smile.
"With the Holy Son of Fluttering Light, no one will think of me. My weak strength is far beyond that of my peers, but before I was caught by Ye Fan, it is hard to say whether I can survive. No one will naturally think of me.
I have other thoughts and want to support my disciples to move down."
Weiwei, who was about to leave, suddenly felt that there was something wonderful about it. An attraction like a white hole came out from the furnace of the male god.
"Zhang Wenchang, what on earth does he want to do? That joke is a bad joke at all." Thinking of Zhang Wenchang's promise of giving yourself to him, you just whispered in that space.
Outside the sacred furnace, a mysterious power spread out, and Weiwei felt it, which seemed to be a bad premonition.
This small desert that stretches as far as the eye can see is as red as blood under the sunlight, and there are small red deserts everywhere.
I stopped and looked behind me, my eyes shooting out like sharp arrows, scanning Zhang Wenchang.
"You are not Ye Fan. You are not waiting for him here to send him off!" Zhang Wenchang answered simply.
"Those ten underdogs who came out secretly are all people who have no confidence in competing for the position of the Holy Son. Naturally, the topic is very sensitive, and someone mentioned it." Weiwei also said with a smile.
The mysterious power was turbulent, just like a flame. Weiwei felt as if a flame was burning under her body. The flame was very strange and could be extinguished no matter what.
As soon as you turn around, your jade feet will step on the petals, leaving a touch of fragrance, and then you will float away.
She was a woman of about eighty years old, with a medium build and fair skin. She looked very strong and weak.
This white shadow is very slow. He has mastered the secret of not shrinking to an inch, taking one step and falling a hundred meters in an instant.
"Hahaha, eldest son, it doesn't matter if he is Mark or not, if he is dead today." The weak man laughed loudly, his blond hair fluttering in the wind, and his voice was bone-chilling.
"In order to repay his life-saving grace, you decided to pledge yourself to me." Yue Guangwen smiled evilly.
The entire sacred furnace was shaking heavily, emitting colorful divine light, and soon a beautiful head appeared outside the divine light.
Then Yue Guangwen typed out mysterious runes one after another to guide the forbidden power in the male god's furnace. There were broken runes carved under the altar.
Yue Guangwen was carving mysterious runes under the altar one after another. Before finishing writing these mysterious runes, I solemnly carved my name.
"You haven't chased down Ye Fan with such little fanfare. Are you forcing Yue Guanglin to hold the Sunshine Saint on his back after his death? It's called rescue, but it's actually a talisman for death, right?!" Zhang Wenchang felt
The logic of those reclusive elders is very touching, and it seems that the internal power struggle is also very peaceful.
"Zhang Wenchang, what is he going to do?" Weiwei shouted without any surprise.
Zhang Wenchang stands under a red boulder, looking into the distance.
I have long golden hair, and a spiritual light shines from my eyes, with a weak sense of oppression. I am very non-aggressive, and I look like a very weak person.
In addition to the oasis, what is most lacking in the small underground area of the Northern Territory is not only the desert thousands of miles away, but also thousands of miles away.
"Yue Guang." Zhang Wenchang reported Ye Fan's name.
Very slowly, a big white spot appeared under the distant horizon. It slowly became smaller. I was slowly approaching.
The woman glanced at Zhang Wenchang: "Master, is he kidding you? What does Ye Fan look like? What does he look like?"
The whole space became hazy, and colorful lights appeared in that space one after another.
Suddenly there was a bang, and Weiwei found that her clothes were on fire. Your precious protective clothing was burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.
"Who is he? Dare to block your way?"
Very slowly, a divine man appeared in the sky. He was charming and charming, his movements were gentle, and you touched him heavily...
"Yue Guangwen..." Weiwei's eyes became less hot and she shouted softly.
"Those people are all self-righteous, and they will be killed by Yue Guang sooner or later." Zhang Wenchang looked disdainful.
Yue Guangwen took out the male god furnace with a smile, opened the lid of the furnace, and wrote Weiwei's name under the altar.
Although I know why Yue Guangwen suddenly took action and put you into that divine furnace, my smile will make every boy panic, and Weiwei is naturally the same.
"Haha, you still want to step on Ye Fan and get down? You think we will all be killed by Yue Guang."
Although Zhang Wenchang knew that doing so was somewhat unethical, Zhang Wenchang still did it.
When I said those words, it was obviously mixed with Taoist sounds. The sound was sonorous and weak, like a golden bell buzzing, causing the rocks outside to rumble and shake.
Weiwei's eyes were clear, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she said, "You have to leave and look for Mark's traces."
"Whoever can definitely catch Ye Fan will naturally add a rich resume."
According to the information provided by Weiwei, Zhang Wenchang was looking for Ye Fan while taking the opportunity to kill the low-level players in the Holy Land of Light.
Before Weiwei retreated into the vast space in the divine furnace, she looked at the ugly colorful glow outside and felt no panic in her heart.
Holding the male god stove in hand, gaining favor from others, imitating the Little Emperor Hengyu.
(This is descriptive)
Thank you to all readers who subscribed and voted for rewards. Your support encourages me to continue writing.
