The Red Feather Demon Sword almost penetrated into the heart of King Mirage, and King Mirage's fangs pierced Feng Wuxi's left arm and swung it hard, and Feng Wuxin was thrown to the ground.

With a bang, Feng Wuxin hit the sand hard, and the world in front of him kept turning.

"roar!"

The Red Feather Demon Sword was still stuck in the heart of the Mirage King, constantly sucking the blood from the Divine Taste. At this time, Feng Wuxin couldn't stand up at all, and his eyes turned dark, and finally he could not resist the dispersed consciousness and fainted.

drop!

Didi!

Didi!

The sound of water echoed in my ears. In addition to the sound of water, there seemed to be someone calling their own name.

Feng Wuxin opened his eyes. In addition to the yellow sand, there was also a huge yellow-scale snake in front of him.

I barely sat up, and the severe pain filled every part of my body. Even a slight breath made my body's pores hurt so much.

What's wrong with her?

By the way, I had a big battle with the Mirage King, and what happened after that?

"You're finally awake."

Bai Qingzhuo, who was standing beside Feng Wuxin, finally let out a breath. Looking at Feng Wuxin who woke up, all the worry in his eyes fell down.

"Where is the Mirage King."

"Diet, you killed it!"

Dead? She killed it??

True or fake!

She only remembered that she had immersed the Red Feather Demon Sword into the heart of the Mirage King, and she had no idea what she gave birth to later.

Looking at Feng Wuxin's confused expression, Bai Qingzhuo and Feng Wuxin talked about what happened next. It was strange that when the red demon sword sank into the heart of the Mirage King, it turned out to be red and bright, constantly sucking the Mirage King's power and blood. In the end, all the Mirage King's power and blood were sucked by the Demon King.

It turned into a skin bag.

Feng Wuxin was in a coma and did not see everything with his own eyes.

"Is the Mirage King really dead?"

With a swish, the Red Feather Demon Sword inserted into the body of the Mirage King returned to Feng Wuxin's hand, shaking and expressing his excitement as if he had eaten the delicious food in the world.

The moment he held the Red Feather Sword, Feng Wuxin felt the power of the Red Feather Sword, the more bitter evil spirit than before, and the power of the sky and the earth that was about to emerge.

"How long have I been sleeping?"

"After an hour, you wake up, you will feel relieved."

Bai Qingzhuo wanted to support Feng Wuxin and get up, but his hands passed through Feng Wuxin's body.

"Bai Qingzhuo, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Wuxin wanted to grab Bai Qingzhuo, but his hands also penetrated his body. Not only that, Bai Qingzhuo's body became transparent little by little.

"It's not because of saving you."

Bai Qingzhuo smiled indifferently.

Without taking Feng Wuxin's body away, he could not leave the tower. Now that he left the tower, they were also disappearing little by little.

"Don't blame yourself. Even if you have made up for your murderous intent, I would like to thank you for not killing in the tower."

He slowly let out a breath, and Bai Qingzhuo signaled Feng Wuxin to get up and follow him to the door of the high wall.

"Through this door, you can leave the Death Desert and enter the Maze of the Boulder. As long as you leave the Maze of the Boulder, you can return to Metacommunity."

"Follow me."

Feng Wuxin wanted to take Bai Qingzhuo with him, but Bai Qingzhuo shook his head and stretched out his even more transparent white bone hands.

"Feng Wuxin, remember what you said. If possible, we will solve Ximen Shuang'er with our hatred."

To be precise, the eight of them are already inseparable from the Desert of Death, and to be more precise, the eight of them are about to disappear completely at this time without any miss or nostalgia.

When feeling the danger of Feng Wuxin and coming to rescue Feng Wuxin, the eight people knew what their ending was.

"But I have to trouble Miss Wuxin to bring the ashes of the eight of us back to Metacommunity."

After the words came, Bai Qingzhuo's body had become completely transparent, leaving only ashes that turned into white bones wrapped around the yellow sand and fell in front of Feng Wuxin.

"Don't worry, I will definitely take you back."

Squatting down, Feng Wuxin took off his clothes, put the yellow sand bag with Bai Qingzhuo's ashes in his clothes, and returned to the tower to put the ashes of the other seven people in his backpack, and took them away from the Death Desert together.

The huge stone wall is right in front of you, followed by the huge stone maze in Bai Qingzhuo's mouth. You can return to Yuanyang by passing through the huge stone maze.

Slowly breath, Feng Wuxin opened the door, and a stone path appeared in front of him. When Feng Wuxin stepped into the maze of huge stones, the stone wall behind him disappeared without a trace. At the same time, huge stones on both sides were high. They reached the sky. There were three forks in front of Feng Wuxin, and each choice was one.

Way out.

Three paths, three different choices.

Looking at the three intersections in front of him, Feng Wuxin finally chose the road in the middle and the stalker.

The maze of giant stones, there is nothing else in front of you except stones, which is so boring that it makes people crazy.

Feng Wuxin has never tried to step into the upper end of the stone to see the entire maze of huge stones, but she has

After dozens of tests, I couldn't reach the top.

At this moment, a sound sounded, and the sound seemed to be something rubbing.

Feng Wuxin turned around and his eyes widened in an instant. What a big stone ball that appeared at some point was rolling towards her. If it was overwhelmed by the stone ball, it would definitely become a meat pie.

Seeing the stone ball rolling behind her, Feng Wuxin ran away. I don’t know how long it took to run. Fortunately, three forks appeared in front of Feng Wuxin again, and he chose a path without choosing the way, which made her ask Shiqiu to pursue her.

Very dangerous!

"Who is taking your life!"

Feng Wuxin had just let out a breath and flew towards him with a long sword.

The swordsmanship was sharp and he tried to marry Feng Wuxin's life in an instant.

The sound of ding dangling sounded, and Feng Wuxin held the Red Feather Sword in his hand to confront the long sword in the man's hand.

The man also saw that the visitor was Feng Wuxin, who wanted to stop but was dominated by the greed in his heart.

"Hmph, I can find it without any effort when I go through the iron shoes. Feng Wuxin, today I will kill you and seize the Eternal Life Skill."

"Are you?"

Didn’t Feng Wuxin underestimate the other party? She was the one who fought to the death with the Mirage King, and could she be afraid of a man who was not even capable of the four realms?

The result is conceivable that the man was killed by Feng Wuxin.

"Only overestimate one's own abilities!"

Feng Wuxin did not kill, but he nullified a man's cultivation. Of course, this was even more uncomfortable than killing someone.

But then again, she still had some impression of the person in front of her. She should be a genius from the East Realm, and she must be a member of the heroes.

In this way, after experiencing different trials, people will come to this huge stone maze, and only by passing the huge stone maze can they return to Metacommunity.

If this is the case, you must be more careful. It is impossible to say that Ximen Shuang'er's people are among the crowd.

She is now seriously injured and can handle one or two, but once there are more people, it will be very difficult.

Being in a maze, people can feel nothing but despair.

During the whole day, Feng Wuxin was wandering around in the maze, and he also met many people. The expressions on those people's faces were almost as crazy as if they were crazy.

Thinking about it, it’s true that being trapped in such a place, if you want to go out, you can’t get out. If you are a mentally fragile person, you will be very likely to get sick.

The night filled the entire maze of rocks, and the moonlight was scattered in every corner.

Feng Wuxin leaned against the wall to rest, waiting for the bright sky on the second day to move forward and find a way out.

But at this moment, a faint sound of footsteps echoed in my ears, and the sound was minimal. It was obviously a restrained master, comparable to her!

Brush!

Brush!

The sound is getting closer and closer, and the ones are only separated by a wall.

With a blink of an eye, Feng Wuxin drew out the Red Feather Sword at an extremely fast speed, Jiang Qingmo drew out the Divine Sword, and Xue Yunhan drew out the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Three swords and sword tips at three people. Under the moonlight, the three people's eyes met in the night sky.

"Not mind?"

"Jiang Qingmo?"

"Snow Cloud Han?"

The three of them looked at me and I looked at you, and that glance seemed like it had been ten thousand years.

"Damn it, I've seen you, and I'm worried that it's me!"
To be continued...