Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 1362: Holy Quest

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Zhan ruthlessly fled, leaving behind hidden dangers, and without giving Fang Bai a chance to breathe, the saint suppressed it again.

Unknown origin, unknown purpose, such a saint is the most terrifying.

Huang Yuan's death in battle is insignificant. Fang Bai dismissed it. The island can't stay any longer. Where should I go next?

At this moment, the most important thing is to ask the saints, thinking about finding a place to ask the saints before making plans, Fang Bai thought of the eight holy gates.

There is a saint at the bottom of the dead pool? How does it exist?

There must be something mysterious about things that Lan Changyu didn't know. Fang Bai became curious and wanted to visit the Eight Sacred Gates.

The current strength is very dangerous when encountering the saints, but Fang Bai firmly believes that even if there are saints in the Eight Saints Gate, there must be some trouble.

Finding the saint can solve some mysteries, and Fang Bai thinks he should go and see.

The matter is very important. Fang Bai found the ancient road, but he knew nothing about it. This made Fang Bai more puzzled and determined to see what happened.

Send everyone into the cauldron, determine the direction, and gallop eastward.

The journey to the Eastern Region is far away, but now Fang Bai's speed is very terrifying. It is dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye, like a meteor flashing across the sky, and disappeared just as soon as he caught his eye.

Zhan Wushuang and Luo Xuan swiftly passed by the sea and sky, and the consciousness swept towards a small island and fell close to the void.

More than thirty figures walked out from around, looking at the eyes of the two, with lingering fears.

Zhan Wushuang glanced at the crowd, frowned slightly, and said solemnly: "Why don't you see Elder Zhan?"

Zhan Lingxiao whispered: "Elder Zhan is seriously injured, I should go back."

"Should?"

Zhan Wushuang was very dissatisfied with this answer. Looking at the gloomy faces of everyone, he sighed inwardly and asked: "What is going on, what is the old way?"

"He seems to be okay." Zhan Lingxiao's face lightly twitched, as if thinking of the earth-shattering blow, his heart lingered.

"All right?"

Zhan Wushuang's face immediately became difficult to look at. Looking back at Luo Xuan, the latter's face became even heavier.

Up to now, everything seems to be doomed, and no one can stop Fang Bai anymore.

Someone secretly regretted it. They knew that, they should follow the old way back then, and they won't be reduced to where they are today.

Looking at the depressed people, Luo Xuan said loudly: "What are you doing with a bitter face? We can't deal with him, someone can deal with him."

Zhan Wushuang looked at Luo Xuan suspiciously, and the latter uttered two words, "Sage!"

Sage!

Everyone was shocked and looked up at Luo Xuan. There is only a quasi-sage and no saints. This is a common cognition.

But what Luo Xuan said would never be a quasi-sage, he must be a true saint.

Huang Mang really has a saint?

Everyone couldn't believe it, even Zhan Wushuang couldn't believe it.

"Is there a saint?"

Zhan Wushuang's expression was excited, and his voice quivered. No matter where the saint came from, he could prove one thing. There was a way to ask the saint.

Finding a saint means finding the way to ask the saint, how many reincarnations, dreams, and finally see a glimmer of hope.

"Hmm!"

Luo Xuan nodded heavily, "But don't be too optimistic, things are more complicated than imagined."

Zhan Wushuang understood a little bit. Zhan Ruqing and Luo Xuan stayed at Zhunsheng, which is enough to explain.

But this was his only chance. He had to try it anyway. After reincarnation, Zhan Wushuang was tired of it, and God knows which time he went out of the game and lost his soul.

Zhan Wushuang has had enough!

"Look for him immediately!" Zhan Wushuang did not hesitate.

"Okay!" A light flashed in Luo Xuan's eyes, and he turned to look at everyone, "Where are you?"

Everyone looked at each other, do they have other choices?

If you meet Fang Bai, isn't it a dead end?

"I am willing to follow Elder Luo."

"Okay!" Luo Xuan said with a smile: "You will not be disappointed. Time is running out, you can leave."

The voice fell, and the stream of light rose up and flew eastward.

In the vast sea, a stream of light suddenly passed and fell towards a small island. It was an extremely embarrassing and ruthless battle.

The blood stained the red shirt, took a step, the corner of the mouth overflowed with blood, and his face was pale as paper.

"Ancient Road! Fang Bai!"

The voice was extremely cold, and it was so cold that he was wounded in the hands of the ancient Dao twice, and he had no hope of robbing Tianding Ding. How could he not hate it?

Sitting cross-legged and taking two pills, a blush appeared on Zhan Ruqing's face. After a long time, he opened his eyes.

Huh!

He sighed for a long time, and the cold light flashed in Zhan Ruqing's eyes, "The old man wants you all to die! Let you know how terrifying the power of a saint is!"

I looked up to the west, eyes full of murderous intent full of awe!

Three days later, Zhan left the island ruthlessly and headed west.

Zhan Ruqing and Luo Xuan are both looking for saints, but they are heading in two completely different directions!

The wild and recklessness is abnormally calm, and Xueming, who has been hiding for a few years, is active. The quasi-sages searched over the sky, and Xueming was taken aback. He finally slowed down and carried out crazy killings, seeming to make up for the losses of the past few years.

"These people are really rubbish!"

In the **** place, a cold voice sounded, and the blood slowly appeared, and his face was full of disdain. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the qi and blood, the better the effect of cultivation.

Xue Ming is also helpless, and now that the wild and quasi-sage is born, he doesn't want to take a risk.

"It's almost a bit, soon!"

The blood-red eyes are shining with excitement, and they are about to break through that step, and there is no need to hide.

The sky flew by, and a city appeared in the distance. Xue Ming's eyes were extremely cold, and he murmured: "This is it."

The light of blood spread, and the sky was blood red, spreading for dozens of miles in an instant, and the people in the city stared in amazement, not knowing what happened.

As the blood and light slowly approached, the **** air spread, and the people in the city suddenly felt nauseated, impetuous, and dizzy.

"What is this?"

People suddenly think of the legend that has been circulating for many years. Could it be that the demon has come?

Hahahaha!

Blood light swept over, like a blood cloud floating over the city, a blood-red figure appeared, and his sorrowful gaze looked down and was suppressed by the mighty pressure.

"Good, good!" Xueming laughed: "Although there is a bit of rubbish, but fortunately there are enough, the old man has been waiting for too long."

Boom!

People in the city were instantly panicked and rushed around, shouting and crying echoed in every corner of the city.

Hahahaha!

!

Xue Ming laughed wildly: "Scream, scream, the old man likes to listen to this wailing, boiling blood works best, let the old man come!"

The red cloud suddenly began to churn, covering the entire city in an instant, and then slowly pressing it down.

Boom boom boom!

Someone just got up and wanted to escape, and was immediately enveloped by a cloud of blood. The body burst open, blood shot all over, and it melted into the fire cloud before landing.

"Good!"

Xue Ming laughed wildly, the red cloud was quickly suppressed, the **** air filled, and the figures burst suddenly, and the blood line was sucked in by the blood cloud.

Ahhhhh!

The screams one after another, echoed in every corner of the city, gathered together, and went straight into the sky.

At this time, the city looked like Shura hell, everyone ran and wailed, but couldn't hide a wild laugh.

Laughing wildly, wildly, wildly ignoring life!

"Come on to the old man!"

The sound and waves dispersed, countless blood lights converged toward the blood cloud, and the blood was standing in the center, and the momentum of the whole body slowly began to rise, and the momentum of the peak of the Hedao realm skyrocketed!

"Still not enough, continue!"

In an instant, tens of thousands of people died tragically and merged into the red cloud, a red cloud, as if countless souls were crying and begging.

Hahahaha!

Xue Ming's hair is flying, his aura is soaring, and his blood-red eyes are extremely excited.

"Come on! All come to help the old man, the legendary history has your share of credit, and the old man will never forget it!"

Boom boom boom!

Blood fog burst, dissipated invisible, bones and horrible, less than a quarter of an hour before and after, at least 150,000 people died tragically.

These people are not high in cultivation, and some are even ordinary people who can't cultivate. At this time, no one can escape.

Boom!

Xue Ming violently rushed into the weather, and the roar went straight into the sky, "I finally did it!"

The quasi-sage, the blood has been running around for so many years, hiding and hiding, and finally breaking through the quasi-sage!

The pride and enthusiasm, the common people are watching, the red clouds are rolling, becoming more and more violent.

Senran eyes looked down on the people in the city, and said coldly: "In order to commemorate this great moment, the old man has allowed you to contribute a bit to the old man."

Boom!

The red clouds rolled into the city, scattered in every corner, screaming and bursting.

Looking from a distance, the red clouds rolled, the sky reflected a blood red, and the fishy wind was blowing, spreading hundreds of miles away, it was extremely tragic!

In the Eastern Region, somewhere on the southern coastline, a stream of light flew from the distant sky, and it was the white sea that had been flying for nearly a year.

The improvement of the realm, the speed skyrocketing, as if to merge into the world, the body shape is reached due to the thoughts.

It took less than a year to return to the Eastern Region. This speed is terrifying.

Overlooking the land of the Eastern Region, Fang Bai feels complicated, "I'm back again!"

Looking firmly into the distance, there is the direction of the Eight Sacred Gates.

"The saint? Let me see the strength of the saint!"

Quickly passing through the void, towards the Eight Sacred Gates.

One day later, Fang Bai frowned. After several battles, the Eastern Region was wounded, but it would not be the current scene.

There is a deadly silence in some bone-laden places, which reminds Fang Bai of a person, bloody!

Years have passed, how many murders Xue Ming committed, and Bingyuan Canyon escaped death, causing such a heavy loss to Huang Mang.

In the past, Fang Bai wanted to live and didn't have time to pay attention to Xue Ming, but now it is different. He must not let Xue Ming continue.

The killing intent appeared in his eyes, he glanced at the direction of the Eight Sacred Gates, and then followed the trail of Xue Ming.

Half a month later, Fang Bai stopped in the sky over a city, a dead silence, scattered bones, I don't know how many thousands.

"Damn it!"

The killing intent rose to the sky, and Xue Ming was so cruel and bloodthirsty. In any case, he could not be left behind.