Chapter 392

Wang Xuan's heart was in suspense, and then, with a sudden leap, he rushed forward and grabbed Fang Yuzhu.

"What are you doing?" Fang Yuzhu looked at him, her blue hair scattered, her eyes deep, and then she smiled, like a flower bud blooming in the morning glow after the rain, fresh and brilliant.

She shook her head with a smile and said, "Are you worried about me jumping? It's not the time, not today. I'm jumping into the sea now, let it go, those people will not let you go, they will deal with you."

"Then I don't worry, Sister Fang, we still have time, before the time of despair, let's return to the present world first." Wang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that she would jump away.

"Then you still don't let go." Fang Yuzhu looked at him, bright and beautiful, turned around, stopped looking at the sea, and walked towards the rusty mothership in the distance.

Wang Xuan had nothing to be embarrassed about, he was in a hurry to save people, what happened to holding the hand of a peerless powerhouse, and then let go after walking for a while, it was better than dancing with Lao Zhang in Sanhudui.

The sea of ​​extraordinary light faded, came from nothingness, and then went to an unknown place. The myth was exhausted, which was inevitable, and everyone stayed here silently for a long time.

"One or two more chances." The young man who presided over the auction in the bar, who was called Lao Mu, looked deeply at the dark void of the universe where Guanghai disappeared.

This time the node was staged by the concerted efforts of many leading figures. Three months later, and six months later, there may still be opportunities.

Fang Yuzhu looked into the distance, she chose to take that step next time!

The sea of ​​extraordinary light disappeared, and the oppression of the world came again. Without the rules of mythology, everyone felt bound, and their strength was still far from that of the earthly immortals.

In this place, most people are around the third or fourth floor of the Getaway.

Now, Wang Xuan is holding the god-killing flag, and he really doesn't feel scared anymore. Seeing the sacred dragon Luo An with a broken tail in the distance, he has the urge to rush up and slay the dragon.

However, after he thought about it, he decided to forget it. Since he had stopped fighting and a group of people were watching, if he was too outrageous, it might cause public anger.

The most important thing is that the sacred dragon with the broken tail is not Roan's real body. These old monsters are more cautious than each other, and they dare not step out of the dead place easily.

"Brother Shiduan, don't lose my business card, you can come and find me with it in the future!" Zhang Qifan said, looking at Wang Xuan eagerly.

Then he remained calm and glanced at Fang Yuzhu, obsessed with the idea of ​​reshaping a new human being, analyzing myths with science, and continuing the life of the extraordinary.

In the huge mothership, in the space-time bar, although the host is called Lao Mu, he has a young face, thick red hair, and very modern clothes, with ear studs, nose studs, and even forehead. Embedded with an inch-long gold nail.

"Don't underestimate him. I roughly guessed his identity. It is likely that he is the only junior of the old emperor from Moxiu's lineage. He has disappeared for more than two thousand years. He should have escaped behind the scenes and hid in a certain place of death."

Fang Yuzhu secretly informed, revealing the host's identity.

Wang Xuan was moved, the emperor of the orthodox magic cultivator line that Mosi had been looking for all along had a younger brother, and he met by chance in this space-time bar!

"His three golden nails are only one line weaker than the Zhanshen Banner. In the era when the laws of mythology were the most powerful, the three nails could fix time and space and nail down peerless powerhouses."

When Wang Xuan heard this kind of words, he was speechless for a while. Earlier, he thought that he was an atypical human being, too unconventional, but he didn't expect that the three nails had a huge background.

"Fairy Fang, it's hard for us to keep it secret. Counting this time, you have been here three times, and you have covered up your aura every time. If it wasn't for the big fight this time, you used your unique skills, and you wouldn't know it was you." The old man Mu opened his mouth and walked over with a smile.

He handed Fang Yuzhu a small wine glass and said, "Here, this is the space-time order. When you come back next time, you can enter here from a special node with it."

"This little brother is amazing. The battle at the bottom of the sea really moved me. It's a pity that being born in this era is so unfair to you. Otherwise, you must be a 'super peerless'!"

Lao Mu expressed deep regret, shook his head and smiled again, and also handed over a small wine glass, which was the so-called space-time order.

He explained that both the small wine cup and the space-time bar in the mothership belong to a super mythical civilization that has passed away.

All over the universe, there are some special time and space roads, and you can rush here from all over the world, which can be regarded as a shortcut, which can facilitate the gathering of some extremely powerful people.

"Originally, after the party in the bar, strangers would be chased and killed. So I'm sorry for the previous two times, Fairy Fang. We also followed the rules. I didn't know it was you." Lao Mu explained.

In fact, even if there is no time and space order this time, no one wants to encircle and suppress Fang Yuzhu and Wang Xuan. Hasn't the fight just now been enough?

Even that tenth-stage madman killed red eyes and killed many clones at the bottom of the sea, let alone Fang Yuzhu. No one wants to be an enemy of her.

"As I said earlier, the Time and Space Bar has prepared a lottery, a pot of fairy drunk, I think, there is no need to say anything, and I will give it to Fairy Fang." Old Mu smiled.

He was also happy, and brought a small wine pot that was steaming with immortal energy, and said: "The immortal is drunk, the primordial spirit is the great medicine, it is the medicinal wine left by the previous mythological civilization, and we have found a formula to restore it, it is to resist the demise of the myth. The holy medicine of strengthening the foundation and cultivating the vitality of the times."

According to what he said, when the era of depletion comes, this medicinal wine has a delaying effect and is extremely precious, but it still can't change the fate, what should happen will still happen.

Lao Mu reminded: "It's better to drink it as soon as possible. Our restoration skills are not up to standard. Under the environment of the passing of the extraordinary, the spirituality of the medicinal wine is declining every day, and it will not be preserved in the future."

"Let's go everyone, see you next time." Everyone set off one after another, and each set off to disperse.

Wang Xuan and Fang Yuzhu also left, walking along the path of time and space, the wine glasses in their hands glowed, reflecting the cobweb-like road.

In the high sky of the old earth, there is the so-called sub-moon space, which is like a blurred moon. It belongs to the node of the strange space and can lead to the location of the space-time bar.

"After Chaofan disappears, I don't know if this node will also be closed. I'm afraid I won't be able to find it again." Wang Xuan looked back and looked at the hazy Yayue space.

After returning, it was still evening, the night was soft, the moonlight was falling like thin smoke, and a bright moon hung high in the sky.

Fang Yuzhu returned the Zhanshen Banner and the silver animal skin to Wang Xuan, and she returned to her original clothes, with fluttering black hair, white shirt, and tube pants. She looked like an urban beauty, but now they were flying in the night sky.

"This wine should be fine, I'll try it." Wang Xuan said, pouring some from the jug, and it fell into the space-time order in the shape of a small wine glass.

The color of the wine is emerald green, glittering and translucent, like a faint flame beating, and it has an intoxicating fragrance.

"No problem, this wine is a great medicine that can enhance the soul." Fang Yuzhu smelled it and knew that there was nothing wrong with the medicinal wine.

Then, Wang Xuan drank it, and in an instant, the clarity of the vegetation, the mellowness of the wine, the light inspiration like a flying fairy, the fragrance of hundreds of flowers, and the strange power that was close to reality all surged up together, making him relax all over and fight. The last fatigue was gone.

Moreover, he feels that the primordial spirit is being nourished, which seems to strengthen the Taoism, and the tenacity of the primordial spirit seems to have improved.

Fang Yuzhu was surprised, and said: "A normal person will drink this glass of wine, and the effect will be very obvious. It seems that your own soul has evolved perfectly, and it will not change much after being nourished by it."

Wang Xuan shook his head, actually a little over the top.

Fang Yuzhu also drank a small cup. After a while, she was in a slightly drunk state. As she herself said, she is not good at drinking, of course it does not refer to ordinary wine, but this kind of immortal wine.

As for Wang Xuan, he is a little staggering now. This so-called immortal drunk really... can knock people down and make him feel drunk.

Fang Yuzhu, who is not good at drinking, is actually better than him. Where his strength lies, he is just slightly drunk.

Wang Xuan felt that he was dizzy, and everything was doubled.

"Sister Fang is not drunk, but I am. It's so embarrassing." He shook his head vigorously, but he needed Fang Yuzhu's support, embarrassing him.

"Look, Lao Zhang is a monster. His real body has three heads. He is sitting on a big tree outside my house. When will his voyeurism change?"

Wang Xuan pointed down, although he was drunk, he still saw Lao Zhang in his drunken eyes, and started yelling in mid-air.

"I'll go. In the middle of the night, he was sitting with the Patriarch of the Dark Blood Sect. Was he having a drink with him? Why did his arms get entangled together? Oh, could it be that I was drunk and saw a double image?"

Down below, Zhang Daoling's face suddenly darkened, and there is also the so-called spiritual eye, what kind of broken eyes, he sat here drinking, protecting the body of the two of them, but the drunkard dared to bury him when he came back, and he owed a beating.

The Patriarch of Mingxue Sect was speechless, and said: "Did these two people enter Yaochi and return drunk? I think Fairy Fang is slightly drunk."

With two swishing sounds, Zhang Daoling and He Mingxue Cult Zu Yuanshen came out of their bodies, flew up into the sky, stared at the drunk Wang Xuan with unfriendly expressions, and wanted to beat him up.

"Is Zheng Yuantian here?" Fang Yuzhu, who was slightly drunk, asked.

"A blurry figure appeared across the big screen, but he turned around and left after only one glance." The Patriarch of the Dark Blood Sect told the situation.

"It's Old Zheng. He notified the White Night Demon Emperor. This is to divert the tiger away from the mountain to harm me?" Wang Xuan shook his head vigorously to wake himself up. Zheng Jueshi was thinking about his physical body.

"Where's Yanyan?" Fang Yuzhu asked.

Obviously, she was very relieved, because arrangements had been made before Yuanshen left.

"The demon lord put the bodies of the two of you in the same room." Lao Zhang told him solemnly.

"The demon lord's name is Yanyan?" Wang Xuan, who was drunk, had difficulty concentrating, and the focus of attention was actually on the demon lord's name.

Fang Yuzhu's beautiful face had a faint radiance, and now her expression changed slightly. She was slightly drunk and shook slightly, her figure undulating gracefully, and quickly approached the residence below.

She knew very well that sometimes it would be a headache for the demon director to have sex, but to actually do anything to her and Wang Xuan's bodies is really begging for beating!

"Yanyan, come out!" Fang Yuzhu shouted outside, and the figure transformed into Yuanshen quickly walked into the room with Guangyu.

"Yanyan, demon lord, female demon fairy in red, what did she do?" Wang Xuan followed with his tongue out, shaking his body.