Fantasy: I Can Blow Up All Worlds

In the world of knowledge of the sea, the greenery is full, starting from under Ye Yusheng, spreading in all directions, lakes taking shape, and mountains rising from the ground.

As more and more soul fragments were stripped away, certain plants on the ground were growing crazily, and soon grew into towering trees.

There was wind blowing from a remote corner, and clouds appeared above Ye Yusheng's head...The whole world of Sea of ​​Consciousness was undergoing earth-shaking changes, becoming more and more like the real world.

The sky above his head became higher and higher, and the big ratio under his feet became heavier and heavier.

The strands of chaotic energy were drawn out of nothingness, as if the real world was slowly evolving. The greater the change, the more Ye Yusheng's soul stared.

...

Outside, Black Wind City.

No one can perceive the changes in Ye Yusheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, the Black Wind City became quiet again, and the faces of the warriors in the city were extremely solemn.

Many people knew about the invasion of Xiangzhou and Ganzhou. They spontaneously formed teams out of the city, carrying weapons on their backs, and small groups left the city and rushed in all directions.

When they left, their expressions were firm and they were ready to die.

This day,

"boom."

A figure covered in blood in a magic door costume slammed into Blackwind City.

This city, which originally belonged to the Lihuo Gate, has no specific divisions. Lihuo Gate still exists and has not been destroyed. It is also developing rapidly recently.

But there was no one to manage this city, as if it had been forgotten.

But the fact is that because of Ye Yusheng's existence, no one dared to manage this city, and it vaguely became a separate city.

When the disciple wearing the costume of the magic door crashed into the city, people immediately surrounded him.

Everyone's expressions were very solemn, looking at the nearly unconscious Demon Sect disciple, finally an elderly warrior stepped forward to lift him up, infuse him with true energy, and let him wake up.

"Wow."

As soon as the young disciple woke up, he spouted a big mouthful of blood, his eyes anxiously grabbed the arm of the person who saved him: "Senior, please take me to see Ye Shaozuo."

Ye Shaozuo...

In Youzhou today, everyone has to call Ye Yusheng a few people.

Although no one knows where this lack of seats came from, Ye Yusheng himself called the lack of seats. Others naturally didn't dare to violate it. The phrase “less seats” has become the consensus of Youzhou martial artists.

"it is good."

The old warrior nodded, directly helped the demon disciple, and quickly walked toward the empty long street.

After a while, a group of people appeared in front of Sun Zhiqing's restaurant.

"boom."

The demon disciple knelt directly in front of the restaurant: "Demon disciple Qiansong, please see Ye Shaozuo."

His voice was very loud and passed into the empty restaurant.

No one dares to enter this restaurant easily today.

"..."

silent,

No one responded.

"Demon disciple Qiansong, please see Ye Shaozuo." Qiansong said again.

"Da da da."

This time, footsteps finally sounded, and Boss Sun, who looked tired, walked down, looked at the figure kneeling in front of the restaurant, and said helplessly: "He is in retreat."

Today's Sun Zhiqing, because it is the owner of this restaurant, no one dares to ignore it.

Maybe Sun Zhiqing was just a little known in Black Wind City, with mediocre strength, and only a small person who can only be beautiful, but now, no one dares to despise the energy of this woman.

As long as you are not a fool, you can see the relationship between this woman and Ye Yusheng's group.

"Boss Sun."

The demon disciple bowed again: "I also asked Boss Sun to ask Ye Shaozuo to leave. Now Xiangzhou and Ganzhou have invaded Youzhou, please Ye Shaozuo come out to preside over the overall situation."

Sun Zhiqing: "..."

She didn't think she was qualified or had the courage to wake up the murderer.

Besides, Dongfang Wenxia, ​​who was carrying the coffin, stood in front of the door like a door god, who would dare to approach.

She got closer just now, almost not scared to death by those eyes.

Plague ghost,

Worthy of being Ye Yusheng's brother, just a look, almost scared her to death.

"call!"

Sun Zhiqing took a breath: "Sorry, I really dare not."

"boom."

As soon as the voice fell, three people rushed into the long street. The three of them...The leaders were Jiang Mo and Jin Si, and on Jiang Mo's back, there was a young man whose life or death was unknown.

As if they didn't see the Demon Sect disciple kneeling at the door, they knelt directly at the restaurant and shouted: "Sword Dynasty disciples Jiang Mo and Jin Si, please see Ye Shaozuo."

The two had scarlet pupils, staring at the restaurant containing only one woman.

No one responded, no one answered, and some were just silent.

"boom."

Jin Si's body suddenly fell down, his body had already supported the limit, fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and lost his vitality.

"Golden Four."

Jiang Mo was shocked and hurriedly climbed forward and probed Jin Si's breath. Unfortunately... he had already lost his voice. At this moment, Jiang Mo's eyes suddenly turned into desperate scarlet.

died,

A group of their brothers desperately escaped from the Sword Dynasty, but in the end, Jin Si died at the end. Except for him, the younger sister on his back did not know the life or death.

"Woohoo..."

Jiang Mo cried, holding Jin Si's corpse with tears in his eyes, crying loudly.

"Ah...why, how can you die, we see hope..."

"Golden Si, what are you going to get up for Lao Tzu? You bastard..."

"Ah... Jin Si, why are you standing up, open your eyes and look at me..."

"..."

The cry was full of desperate bitterness. He raised his head to look at the restaurant and screamed: "Ye Yusheng, you know you look down on our Jiang clan, but now the Sword Dynasty is gone."

"I beg you, save the people of the Sword Dynasty, save the warriors of the Sword Dynasty."

"You hate the surname Jiang, I will commit suicide right now, as long as you are willing to come out..."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Mo's eyes became firm and he was about to commit suicide.

"Wow."

At the critical moment, Sun Zhiqing rushed out of the restaurant and stopped Jiang Mo who was about to commit suicide: "You don't have to do this, Ye Shaozuo is now in retreat."

"When are they still closed."

Jiang Mo was anxious: "The entire Youzhou is in a deep and fierce state, why do you still have to retreat? Youzhou...youzhou is going to be gone."

At the city gate, more and more warriors rushed into the long street and finally knelt in front of the restaurant.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A group of figures knelt in front of the restaurant, begging loudly.

"Ye Shaozuo, let's go out. If you continue to retreat, Youzhou will be over..."

"Young Master, please go out and save us..."

"..."

The people kneeling here are all warriors from the Demon Sect and the Sword Dynasty, and even the Great Wind Pagoda has been implicated.

The tragic deaths of countless people caused them to put all their last hope in this restaurant, or... put them on the people in the restaurant.

"I ask Ye Shaozuo to go out and preside over the overall situation..."

Neat sounds of prayers enter the restaurant.