My Seven Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful (The Return of the Gods)

"But I don't know! The way back to the demon clan?"

"I don't know the way either!"

Lu Yun: "???"

"What the hell? You don't even know! What the hell is this! The demon clan!"

Lu Yun was stunned when he heard Mo Xun'er say this. You are the deputy commander of the demon clan, but you don't know the way back to the demon clan. Do you think this is justifiable?

"Oh my! Since when have the people of the Demon Tribe become so fussy about details? As long as the general direction is right, you can always return to the Demon Tribe. Just go east! You will definitely go right!" Mo Xun'er said impatiently.

Lu Yun: "..."

"Okay! I've explained the mission clearly! If anything goes wrong, the commander-in-chief will blame you, it has nothing to do with me! I'm going to heal my wounds." Mo Xun'er said as her body shrank rapidly, and soon it was only the size of a little finger!

She lay comfortably on Lu Yun's head, ignoring what was happening outside.

Lu Yun: "..."

This is not saving a person! This is clearly saving a living father for myself!

This is not the case yet! The pot has already been thrown out.

But just standing there like this isn't a good idea!

Lu Yun is still anxious to get out of here!

If he wasn't in a hurry, he would wait on the city wall for the Demon Owl to come back and pick them up.

Alas! I can only follow what Mo Xun'er said and head east first, making sure the general direction remains unchanged.

Lu Yun acted immediately and led a group of demons out of the city in a mighty manner.

Not long after walking out, Lu Yun discovered something was wrong. He didn't see any signs of a battle along the way, not even any signs of being affected.

This is so unreasonable!

You know, this road is not far from the ghost's nest.

The distance is at most three or four miles.

"Everyone, rest where you are!"

Then Lu Yun climbed up a gray tree nearby, thinking of checking the surrounding situation and answering the doubts in his mind.

Looking around, there were endless gray trees, without any traces of fighting!

Lu Yun took a breath. Although it was hard to believe, this was definitely not the gray forest where he fought last night.

But he had been staring at this gray forest last night and didn't notice anything unusual!

What exactly is going on?

"250! You discovered the abnormality so quickly! Not bad!" Mo Xun'er's voice came from above his head.

It seemed that because he had shrunk, he sounded stronger when he spoke.

"That's why we don't draw maps. It's useless even if we draw them! The ash forest moves every day at the moment when night turns to day, and there's no pattern to it at all!"

Lu Yun: "..."

"Can I understand it this way? It's possible for us to return to the demon tribe in one day. It's also possible for us to walk for a few days and return to the time before liberation?"

Mo Xun'er thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's right! But don't even think about returning to the demon clan in one day. The chance of that happening is extremely small, and there are only three such events recorded in history books.

But the second type you mentioned happens dozens of times every year!

What’s worse, there are many people who are trapped and die in the ash forest.”

Lu Yun: "..."

Lu Yun swallowed his saliva. Isn't this demon sick? Isn't this just gambling with his own life?

What's more, the stakes are quite unbalanced. If you lose, you lose your life, but if you win, you can save your life.

How much better it would be if we just didn't go in!

You don't have to take any risks and you can still save your life.

"Are you scared already?" Mo Xun'er challenged, "This is just the beginning! There are even more terrifying things waiting for you ahead!"

Lu Yun: "???"

I guess this is just an appetizer!

"250! You must remember that as a demon, the most indispensable thing is the spirit of adventure! Only in this way can you live out your own style in this wasteland."

Mo Xun'er said slowly.

Lu Yun: “….”

This demon clan has some misunderstanding about the spirit of adventure. How can this be called the spirit of adventure? Isn't this just a fancy way of courting death?

There is no point in saying more, just take it one step at a time!

......

In a mountain range in the West Wind Land, a group of people in white clothes were bandaging each other's wounds.

Suddenly, a man in white fell to the ground without any warning and began to twitch wildly. If Lu Yun was here, he would definitely be very familiar with this scene.

It was exactly the same as when the Northern Emperor first came.

White mist began to emerge from the seven orifices of the man in white, forming a figure in the air. However, this time it was not Beidi, but Bai Ye, Beidi's right-hand man.

All the people in white stood up, bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, Lord Bai Ye!"

"Yeah!" Bai Ye nodded, glanced at the white-clothed people, and said in surprise: "Why are there only so few people left? Did you split up and act separately?"

No one in white dared to speak.

How could Bai Ye and his shrewd people not understand what this meant.

"A bunch of trash! Are you all here to eat and do nothing?" Bai Ye roared in anger, "I told you to capture a few imps in the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, but there are only a dozen of you left out of hundreds of people!"

The men in white, who were already bowing their heads, lowered their heads even lower.

"Don't tell me that after so many deaths, the person hasn't been caught yet!"

The leading man in white hurriedly began to speak: "Boss! We have captured the person and have frozen him with the black ice ball you gave us!"

"You have finally done something helpful! Come back quickly! Otherwise you will have to stay in the land of the west wind and suffer from nightmares all night long!" Bai Ye's shadow disappeared.

At this moment, all the scenes here appeared in the sea of ​​flowers of Dengtuzi in the form of images.

But the once colorful sea of ​​flowers has turned blood red, and all the flowers have also turned blood red.

But there was no one in the sea of ​​flowers. Deng Tuzi was nowhere to be found, and Liu Yan'er, who was recovering from her injuries, was nowhere to be found either.

Only the blood-scaled evil Kun in the sky was still flipping as usual.

In Donglai, Zhikong and Xuanwu stood in front of a cave, bowed deeply towards the cave, and said, "Amitabha! Buddha bless you!"

"Master Abbot Zhikong! Will this really work?" Xuan Wu asked.

"If the Prajna Pagoda was there, the success rate could be increased by 20%, but now it all depends on their luck!" A profound expression that did not belong to his age appeared on Zhikong's young face.

"If you can cross this hurdle, you will be able to forge a golden body and become a Buddha, and from then on you will step into the realm of Daluo Jinxian! If you can't cross this hurdle, your soul will be scattered and you will never be able to enter the reincarnation again!"

"Wuneng! You guys must hold on!"

Xuanwu chanted scriptures with a worried look on his face, praying for the younger generations in the cave.

Zhikong let out a long sigh, and his figure disappeared.

This is the only way to quickly improve their Buddhism. Whether they can survive the coming catastrophe depends on you!