Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 331 Xiang Jie
The entire Shangjing City, with the Imperial Palace as its center, began to become unstable. A strange light diffused from the vortex, like a huge gray lid, covering the entire palace.

And this lid is still expanding.

Fang Xuan carried the unconscious Princess Linyang and quickly rushed to the outside of Shangjing City. Even though he had forcibly activated the fourth Divine Fire Xuantian Transformation, he was still so insignificant in front of this terrifying power.

While flying, Fang Xuan looked back again, and this time he finally saw clearly that the palace behind him had already turned into a gray ocean!

"Where does this witch god come from!" With the help of his red royal pupils, Fang Xuan obviously saw some creatures under the gray ocean, which were huge, hideous and deformed.

This was the first time Fang Xuan learned that there were such terrifying creatures in this world after his battle with the Sui Mu monster.

Suddenly, Fang Xuan was surprised to find that his consciousness had sunk into that gray ocean and was even being eroded.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly came over me.

Just then, a sharp pain pulled him back.

When Fang Xuan woke up again, the gray substance behind him was less than ten feet away from him, and he was standing on a silver spear. A strong and powerful hand was supporting his shoulders from behind, and he rushed forward at a very fast speed.

"Brother Xiang Xiang!"

Seeing clearly that the person behind him was Xiang Jie, Fang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Just looking at the scars all over this huge body, especially the empty left arm, it is obvious that Xiang Jie was seriously injured in this battle.

"Brother Fang, stand still. Let's leave Shangjing City first!" Although Xiang Jie's face was solemn, he was not panicked at all.

Most of the Shangjing City behind him had been covered by the gray ocean. If the warriors fleeing in all directions were not careful, they would be swallowed up by the gray ocean and their bodies would be gone.

Although Fang Xuan was not sure whether Xiang Jie knew about the situation, he was slightly relieved because there was someone familiar around him.

Is the Wushen an evil creature that was once suppressed by the founding emperor of Dayang? Since he wanted to achieve the purpose of resurrection by reshaping the dragon's luck, why did he bring this thing out?

As the wind whistled in their ears, a moment later the three of them were standing on the south wall of Shangjing City.

The gray ocean that was expanding behind me suddenly stopped for some reason. The constantly rippling gray matter made people feel very heavy.

Xiang Jie looked down at the devastated Shangjing City and said in a rare low voice: "Brother Fang, I hope I am wrong, otherwise..."

"what?"

"Let's get out of here first!"

Xiang Jie took back his silver spear and turned to leave. Fang Xuan suddenly thought of something and stopped Xiang Jie. He said with a serious face, "Brother Xiang, the Wu Temple has been swallowed by this unknown gray liquid. Pei Qian..."

Xiang Jie looked in the direction of the Martial Temple for a long time, then sighed, "Don't worry, the people from Taixuan Sect have already taken Pei Qian out of Shangjing City."

Fang Xuan nodded slightly and also looked at the Wu Temple.

In this unfamiliar city of Shangjing, this is the only place that gives me a sense of belonging.

And now, this sense of belonging no longer exists!
"Brother Xiang, is Wu Miao gone?"

Xiang Jie's eyes suddenly became firm, and his voice was sonorous: "Wherever my martial arts temple disciples are, there is a martial arts temple!"

It seemed that this sentence gave Xiang Jie a lot of energy and he started coughing violently.

When Xiang Jie got much better, Fang Xuan supported him, carried Princess Linyang, and jumped off the city wall which was more than ten feet high.

Fang Xuan didn’t care too much about what happened in Shangjing City. The only thing he wanted to know now was whether the Zhongzhou royal family was dead.

If this is true, then as the commander of the Dragon Whale Army, I should lead the Dragon Whale Army to compete in the Central Plains.

The three of them walked less than a hundred meters away when Fang Xuan suddenly stopped.

He turned around with trembling body and looked towards the capital city. The four scorching suns in the sky had disappeared, and above the sky, a huge, ferocious eyeball was suspended in the air.

And at this moment, that eye was staring straight at him!

"What is that? The eyes of the witch god? Why is it staring at me?" Being stared at by this eye, Fang Xuan felt a little suffocated.

Soon, Fang Xuan had some guesses in his mind that maybe he was being targeted by the Witch God for some reason.

At this moment, Fang Xuan felt that the world in front of him was like a whirlpool, and he was soon sucked in.

His body barely managed to stabilize, and suddenly a strong pulling force appeared on his body. Gradually, wisps of white silk threads emerged from his body. As the vortex continued to spread, more and more silk threads appeared on his body.

Then the silk threads were peeled out and began to be woven like silk under the traction of a force.

Fang Xuan thought he would continue to sink, but gradually, the suction disappeared and some images began to emerge in his mind.

It starts with a familiar thatched cottage, where Pingjiang County used to live.

Fang Li, Fang Lan, and even the fisherman Hu Laohan, the leader of the Dragon Whale Gang who was forced to abdicate by himself.
Those past events flashed clearly in Fang Xuan's mind.

Fang Xuan's heart sank. He had heard from the older generation that before a person dies, he would replay his life like a kaleidoscope!
Did he die?

Just because of being looked at by those strange eyes?
At this moment, these memories suddenly disappeared, and then some very special memories suddenly appeared in my mind.

Something I have never experienced before, but it feels very much like the past!
"Emperor, retreat quickly, as long as we can survive, we still have a chance!"

"Although the Evil Emperor is powerful, he will not erode the entire Jiuzhou. Give us some time. When the formation succeeds, we will definitely be able to seal the Evil Emperor!"

Above the clouds, in front of a majestic stone gate, several old men with mournful faces were looking at him anxiously.

Beneath the sky, there were rolling black clouds. Fang Xuan had never seen such evil black clouds before. They seemed to have life.

Under the black clouds, the Kyushu continent was being eaten away bit by bit.

As more and more memories entered his mind, the flames on Fang Xuan's body began to become disordered!
Xiang Jie, who was standing by, noticed that something was wrong with Fang Xuan, and quickly made hand gestures, injecting a stream of pure energy into Fang Xuan's brows, while at the same time using his huge body to block Fang Xuan's sight.

A cool feeling came over his whole body. As his vision was blocked, the strange suction on Fang Xuan's body disappeared, and he collapsed and sat on the ground.

The strange memories in his mind disappeared, but Fang Xuan felt more and more that these memories were not without reason, as if they were real.

"No, this isn't right!"

"I am Fang Xuan, the Dragon Commander of the Dragon Whale Army. I will lead the Dragon Whale Army to unify the nine provinces!"

"Fake, it's all fake!"

Fang Xuan waved his hands wildly, even his cheeks were covered with bloody marks from his scratches.

Fang Xuan's actions even frightened Princess Linyang, who had fainted, awaken her. She curled up not far from Fang Xuan, her eyes panicking, like a frightened little white rabbit.

"town!"

A sound like thunder exploded in Fang Xuan's ears, causing him to look up. As Xiang Jie activated three blue talismans, a nine-sided blue light shield covered Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan's eyes became clear this time.

Xiang Jie seemed to have suppressed some kind of power with great force, and his body began to fester.

"Brother Fang, hurry up and leave. I'll hold you accountable. Everything will be fine as long as we leave Shangjing!"

Fang Xuan looked at Xiang Jie with a complicated expression. Looking at his tall and strong back, he knew that now was not the time to be pretentious.

He pulled the panicked Princess Linyang over and without hesitation, activated the third transformation of the Divine Fire Xuantian Transformation. As the yellow flames wrapped around his whole body, the feeling of suffocation completely disappeared.

Two rays of rainbow light swept rapidly across the plains of Zhongzhou.

There was even a deep groove rubbed out on the green grass ground.

Half an incense stick later, Fang Xuan stood on a huge rock, looking down at the old man who was lying on the rock like a dead tree.

The old man was Xiang Jie.

That mysterious and terrifying power consumed Xiang Jie's hundred-year lifespan.

When Fang Xuan took out a pile of pills from the small object and was about to stuff them into Xiang Jie's mouth.

Xiang Jie grinned, revealing his loose teeth, and said with a smile: "Brother Fang, with your method of plugging my throat, I have not even used up my lifespan yet, but I have been killed by these medicines in advance!"

Fang Xuan was stunned for a moment, realizing that he was desperate and trying anything possible.

Xiang Jie picked up two pills for restoring his energy and blood and put them into his mouth, waiting for the rich medicinal power to completely blend into his body.

He struggled to sit up and patted Fang Xuan's shoulder with his remaining right hand: "Brother Fang, don't worry, this little bit of lifespan is not enough to kill me."

After comforting Fang Xuan, Xiang Jie looked at his empty left shoulder and the broken pieces of flesh that were slowly squirming.

For a Blood Martial Saint, regenerating a broken arm is not a problem, not to mention that Xiang Jie had already broken through to the upper realm not long ago.

Perhaps because his life span was too severely depleted, his broken left arm recovered very slowly.

Soon, Xiang Jie stopped forcing it!
As long as the internal energy is restored, a broken arm can be restored!
Looking at Xiang Jie like this quietly, Fang Xuan felt a rare sore nose and red eyes.

Xiang Jie became like this because he blocked that mysterious power for himself!
"Shouyuan, the magical herb that restores longevity!"

Suddenly, Fang Xuan took out his small thing and started searching inside, breathing heavily.

Many people were killed along the way, so the entire space was basically full. After searching for a long time, no magical herb that could restore lifespan was found.

Xiang Jie smiled generously: "Don't look for it, it's all fate. Brother Fang, I just need you to remember it."

"As long as you are here, the Martial Temple will always be here!"

After saying this, Xiang Jie's body began to fester again, and the vitality in his body slowly drained away.

"You can't die. You can't die!"

"Xiang Jie, we still have to drink together, and we still have to go meet that senior you admire!"

"Formation, there is a formation that can restore lifespan!"

Fang Xuan walked frantically on the rocks, forcing himself to calm down and recalling the mysterious formations that Pei Qian had once told him about.

But the more this happens, the more confused I become!

At this time, Princess Linyang took out a jade slip and injected the energy in her hand into it.

The jade slip slowly flew to the top of Xiang Jie's head. As a faint light fell, the vitality in Xiang Jie's body stopped dissipating.

"Brother Long, this ice jade can temporarily seal Brother Xiang in it. As long as we find the magical herb that can restore his lifespan, we can make Brother Xiang recover."

The panic in the eyes of Lord Linyang had disappeared, but there was still a vague sense of loneliness and helplessness emanating from him.

After what happened in Shangjing City, everyone knew that everything that had happened before was gone.

Father, mother, elder brother.
On this day, she was already alone!
(End of this chapter)