Solitaire: Rise of the Waste

Chapter 1629 Demon King's Fence
"It's okay, but why did they fight?"

Mu Xuan was pulled up from the ground by Feng Caitian, but her eyes remained on the five people who were fighting hard, with curiosity and confusion in her eyes.

Feng Caitian glanced back and said to her: "Don't worry about them, go and see how the others are doing." Anyway, these people won't be able to tell the winner for a while, so they might as well go and see their partners.

Mu Xuan nodded slightly, followed behind Feng Caitian, and searched all the way there.Soon Luo Yuxi, Hua Meinan, Mo Lingyue, Qin Zishang and others all gathered together with Feng Caitian, but Liu Yihan disappeared, which made them survive the catastrophe, and everyone who survived the catastrophe collectively frowned .

"Have you found it?" Feng Caitian felt vaguely uneasy in her heart.

Luo Yuxi, who came back from a distance, shook her head slightly, "No, I have searched all over the place, even the mansions that may be affected by Qiankun, I have sent people to search, but there is still no sign of him."

"What can I do, did you find it in the suburbs?" Under Feng Caitian's messy temples, her face was full of worry.

"I looked for it, but there was no one." The beautiful boy sighed and felt helpless.The battlefield is such a big area, but there is no trace of him, so what to do.

Feng Caitian panicked immediately, "You said he will be fine?" Feng Caitian's hands trembled a little, and his heart became even more flustered.She thought that she might die in defeat, but she never thought that Liu Yihan would have an accident.He is so powerful, even if he can't defeat Jun Wuya, he shouldn't lose his soul and leave no bones left, right?

Seeing that she was losing her attention, Mu Yan quickly took Feng Caitian's hand with both hands, and comforted him: "Miss, don't worry, Liu Yihan will be fine. Maybe he was injured just now. Didn't recover in a while."

"But..." Feng Caitian didn't finish her worried words, suddenly the dazzling white light was surrounded by a black air, and the world that was finally illuminated by the light of the Creation God's scepter went dark in the next second.

At the same time, a dizzy black vortex once again appeared in the dark cloud-enclosed sky, the scope of which was so large that it was jaw-dropping.

"Ma Dan, is this the big boss of the Demon Race coming again?" The spirit demon, who finally felt a little more comfortable, came out of the security guard on the city wall, but looked at the shockingly dark cyclone. , I couldn't help shivering all over.

With this posture, the person who came here is not moving forward, and... What makes the spirit demon a little dumbfounded is that the person in the whirlpool has not yet shown up, but he has the ability to use the magic energy to turn the magic of the Creation God's scepter The light is so tightly wrapped, who else in this world besides one person?

Fence!
The good brother of the God of Creation—the God of Destruction!
The spirit demon shrank its neck and subconsciously retreated to Baoantun on the city wall.Can't let Liluo find him here, otherwise, there will be absolutely no bones left!

The spirit demon was extremely frightened, and after hiding back in Baoantun, it tried its best to lower its aura and breath. Later, the spirit demon was really scared, and took the shape of gas, tapped on a special part, and simply entered a state of suspended animation.

No breathing, no energy fluctuations!
Outside the city wall, Jun Wuya and Mi Qingxue also temporarily entered a truce when they felt a powerful aura coming towards them. They flew down to the ground and stood in two camps, looking up at the black vortex that was brewing with great danger.

The black light body in the sky was constantly spinning at high speed, and the frightening energy was tearing apart the air crazily. Then, they saw the source of their struggle - the scepter of the Creator God was drawn into the black in the vortex.

And the scepter of Creation God also seemed to sense the danger very spiritually. Under the pull of the black vortex, it emitted a white light that pierced the clouds and shot into the sun. The next second, it seemed to suddenly break free from the rein that was suppressing it forcibly. , fleeing in the opposite direction of the whirlpool at high speed like crazy.

"What is the scepter of the God of Creation doing?" Fang Shihua looked at the scepter running at high speed with some strangeness, and asked inexplicably, and seemed to be talking to himself.

Mi Qingxue stretched her neck to look around, but shook her head in confusion, "I don't know, but it seems that the black vortex is trying to swallow the scepter, and the scepter seems to be a little afraid of the black energy, so it ran away. gone."

Xue Yuwen opened his mouth wide, "Impossible, right? Didn't you say it was the scepter of the Creator God? How could it be afraid of black air?"

"I don't know." Mi Qingxue also shook her head in puzzlement. It stands to reason that this thing is the most masculine and masculine among all things in the world. How could she be afraid of the demonic energy of the demon world?Isn't it the nemesis of the demon world?

"Then shall we chase or not?" Although Hu Gaomiao didn't understand, he was about to escape from sight when he saw the scepter, and he was a little uncertain to pay attention.

Mi Qingxue shook her head again, "What are you chasing after, look at that black air..."

Following the direction Mi Qingxue pointed, everyone saw that the scepter, which was about to escape from the sky and was far away from sight, was trapped by a series of black chains, and was heading towards the center of the vortex at the speed of a meteor. drag.

Jun Wuya watched quietly, his thick black sword eyebrows had already tied a knot.

On or not on?
It is possible to go up to near death, but it is possible to get the approval of the scepter of the Creator God, but if he does not go up, I am afraid that he will lose his support after going to the spirit world.

Just when Jun Wuya was struggling, the Creation God's scepter struggled out of the black shackles again, but this time it didn't choose to escape, but hit Feng Caitian like crazy at the speed of a rocket.

"It's really naughty!" Regarding the second escape of the scepter, in the darkness, a beautiful male voice like a mountain spring suddenly came, smiling lightly, with a touch of doting behind the voice, three points of helplessness.

In the distance, Feng Caitian, who was still worried about Liu Yihan at first, didn't notice that the target of the scepter was himself. Hearing this beautiful voice, he came back to his senses.

She swears that this is the best male voice he has ever heard in the world.

How to describe it, it is a sound similar to the harp played by Apollo, the ancient Greek sun god. It is gentle and magnetic, and it seems to contain the attraction of the earth's gravity. When people hear it, there is an inexplicable desire to The urge to move closer to the sound source.

Amidst the astonishment, a red figure appeared in the black mist, elegant and tall, as if walking on the wind in the palace.

The man was wearing a red gown with a long black waist and parted hair on both sides, reaching to his waist. He had a delicate and devilish face, and a faint smile was on the corner of his mouth. He smiled calmly, but at the same time smiled flirtatious.

I thought he was an exiled immortal, but that person has a pair of evil eyes, brows like splashed ink, a little cinnabar, like the rising sun.

(End of this chapter)