A finger of fire descended diagonally from the sky and pointed out of thin air at the place where Wang Cheng disappeared. However, the finger of fire was empty.
Wang Cheng appeared in the distance of the Holy City. He was covered in blood. His dragon scales were basically cracked, and light golden blood flowed out. This was the light golden blood produced by the fusion of the bright red blood in his body and the power in the dragon scales.
Crossing space, even with his own physique, was somewhat unbearable.
The ancient trees that reach the sky around him are slowly rotating. If it weren't for this sky-reaching technique, I'm afraid his body would have already split apart when he crossed the space.
What's more, when crossing, he concentrated almost half of his strength on Hua Ying'er, but even so, Hua Ying'er couldn't withstand such an impact and fell into a coma.
He glanced at the place where he disappeared. He was vomiting blood and minced meat, his face was pale, and he was almost unconscious, but with the power of the dragon integrated into his soul, he could barely endure it.
"I remember this breath!" Wang Chengjian said coldly through gritted teeth as there was no one near where he was.
However, when he just turned around, a pair of flaming eyes stared at him.
Those eyes opened up the space here from another place far away.
Wang Cheng took a breath. The moment he saw these eyes, his expression was ferocious. Feeling the true meaning of shrinking to an inch that he had realized in the extreme crisis before, he took a step towards the ground.
These eyes didn't give Wang Cheng a chance. When he saw Wang Cheng move, there was a terrifying willpower in his eyes, wanting to destroy Wang Cheng and Hua Ying'er.
Roar!
Outside the city, a sound wave with terrifying willpower came out.
This sound penetrated the master-level battlefield, even causing the Ten Thousand Burning Furnace to shake slightly, and then struck directly at Wang Cheng's location in the Holy City.
Those eyes were slightly shocked by the sound wave, and they closed their eyes subconsciously.
At that moment, the door to space closed and the crisis disappeared.
Wang Cheng's body was suspended motionless in the air. Just when he was about to release his shrinkage, he was directly locked by this will and could not move.
At this time, he was covered in cold sweat, and light golden blood flowed out on the cracked dragon scale skin.
He panted slightly and said angrily: "The Eyes of Annihilation of the Eastern Wasteland Temple!" He knew who those were, they were the eyes of an old monster from the Eastern Wasteland Main Temple.
That is a powerful person!
He finally knew why the Lotus Sect dared to transfer the Holy Maiden of the Southern Wilderness, and why the Holy Maiden disappeared in the Southern Wilderness Temple.
Behind all this, there is the shadow of the Eastern Wasteland Temple.
"Eastern Wasteland Temple, I killed Xing Zhenyu, it was worth it!" Wang Cheng looked up to the sky and roared.
This anger burst out, and he almost fainted, his eyes darkened, but he gritted his teeth and pushed through.
He coughed out blood, and without any regard for the Holy City's air restrictions, he shrank to a crawl and flew toward the temple at an extremely fast speed.
He didn't dare to use the real power of shrinking to an inch and leaving across space, because his body couldn't bear it.
Roar!
The distant roar sounded again, but there was no destructive power in the sound.
"Boy, leave this child to me!" The Holy Lion of the Southern Wilderness came across the airspace and appeared directly in front of Wang Cheng.
The hundred-meter-tall holy lion has the phantom of snowflakes on its body, and under its white hair, there is holy light emitting.
Wang Cheng looked up and saw the Holy Lion's amber eyes staring at him, his gaze cold and unwavering.
"The Valley of Ten Thousand Burns and the Lotus Gate have transferred the Saint." Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. After he said this, his consciousness could no longer withstand the serious injuries on his body, his eyes darkened and he fell downwards.
Holy light descended from the Holy Lion's body, wrapped around Wang Cheng and Hua Ying'er, and disappeared from the spot.
However, after a while, many top masters flew out of the Southern Wilderness General Temple and prevented the powerful men from the Northern Wilderness and Eastern Wilderness from attacking the Southern Wilderness's palace.
Time was silent. After Wang Cheng closed his eyes, he seemed to be floating in darkness. He wanted to open his eyes, but sleepiness and fatigue prevented him from indulging in it...
I don't know how long it took, but a warm feeling came over me, and Wang Cheng woke up.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a pattern of grass and flowers.
At this moment, he was awakened and stood up immediately.
Years of fighting consciousness made him alert to his surroundings.
At this time, he appeared in an antique room. The ceiling was patterned with flowers and plants, as were the surrounding decorations, and the room was filled with a refreshing fragrance.
"Are you awake?" A beautiful woman appeared out of thin air beside the bed, startling Wang Cheng.
"Xianxiangzi..." Wang Cheng suddenly realized that his identity was not suitable for calling the other party this way, and immediately changed his words, "Mrs. Xianxiang!"
This is one of the famous strong men in the Southern Wilderness Main Temple, and one of the four beauties in the Main Temple.
"Little Guitou, how do you know my name?" Mrs. Xianxiang smiled softly and asked in surprise.
"One of the most beautiful women in the Southern Wilderness, her strength is also at the top, and she is a big shot that everyone in the Southern Wilderness basically knows." Wang Cheng recalled his experiences in his previous life.
This lady of Xianxiang died in that catastrophe, and was devoured by many ghosts and beasts. Xiang disappeared and died.
"You are quite sweet!" Mrs. Xianxiang covered her mouth with a smile, "Do you know how big a move you made half a month ago?"
Wang Cheng was surprised: "I was in a coma for half a month?"
"You were seriously injured. Mr. Yao from the temple personally put you in the medicine furnace to stabilize your dragon bloodline, otherwise it would have fallen apart long ago!"
Mrs. Xianxiang looked at Wang Cheng: "What a strange child. However, he is a fourth-level transcendent. He actually possesses three kinds of thaumaturgy, one kind of extraordinary will, another kind of extraordinary power, and there is also the blood of a giant dragon!"
Wang Cheng stood up and raised his hands to Madam Xianxiang: "Thank you so much for taking care of the many important people in the temple." He had no intention of accepting Madam Xianxiang's words, lowered his head, and prepared to leave.
Mrs. Xianxiang smiled faintly: "I know what you are worried about. Some of the things you have on you are not even available in the temple. However, as the head temple of the Southern Wilderness, we will not bully a child like you."
Wang Cheng turned around and said respectfully: "Mrs. Xianxiang, can you do me a favor?"
"you say."
"Take me out." Wang Cheng was very calm. He didn't dare to stay here for a long time.
Mrs. Xianxiang shook her head: "You saved Hua'er, and I don't know what means you used to cure her problems. Don't you want the reward from the temple?"
"If you want to become stronger during the journey of cultivation, you need to experience it yourself. It is not about getting something convenient. This will make you retreat if you don't advance." Wang Cheng was full of nonsense, but he just wanted to say it because he wanted to leave here.
Mrs. Xianxiang looked at Wang Cheng interestingly, and she was amused by this sentence.
"I won't force anyone to make things difficult and leave you here. I will take you out, but you saved Hua'er after all. You can hold this treasure." Mrs. Xianxiang took out a sachet, "When there is danger