After the fairy disappeared

Before he entered the secret realm without knowing it, Naluotian couldn't contact him; now that the secret realm faded, Naluotian couldn't wait to talk to him.

At the request of He Chunhua, the clone in the lower realm disappeared for no apparent reason. It's no wonder that Na Luotian spared him!
He Chunhua mouthed bitterness, and said to his opponent: "Go back to the oasis. Then send people to find out the whereabouts of the Rongshan people and the whereabouts of the Anton people."

The longer it dragged on, the greater the anger of the gods.

No matter how much He Chunhua entrusted him, he did not want to offend "fate".

If you find someone from Rongshan, you may be able to find He Lingchuan.

Not long after, He Chunhua returned to the south gate and led the Heishuicheng army out of the Panlong ruins.

Came high-spirited, returned disheartened.

It wasn't until they left that a group of people came out from behind the sand dunes outside Panlong City. It was Qiu Hu and other Rongshan disciples.

"We won't go back to the oasis, let's go to Baiyuan Station." Qiu Hu crushed the cat mask in his hand, and then set it on fire. "Young Master said, once we separate, we will wait for him at Baiyuan Station."

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Where is He Lingchuan?
Still in the secret realm.

Before beheading He Jing, he pulled out the Dafang Pot from the Red General's gauntlet.

The baby that He Jing and others couldn't move after thousands of tugging and tugging, with a flick of his finger, the thing fell into his hands.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he hopped away from the battlefield in Boshan Jun's skin and hid behind a few half-collapsed low houses.

Everyone else participated in the war as a generous pot, but he was the only one who wanted to kill people.

When the roar of the Que Beast King sounded nearby, he was looking at the pot in his hand.

The pot is small, nothing special.

He wiped it with his hands, and the plaster on the top fell off, revealing the true face underneath.

It's not gold or porcelain, and I don't know what material it is.

There are some finely carved patterns on the surface of the pot, with flowers, birds, mountains and water.When He Lingchuan saw it, he couldn't help laughing: "As expected."

He had seen this pot in Panlong World.

Most of the time, it is placed on the multi-treasure shelf in Zhong Shengguang's living room.When Zhong Shengguang sat down, it was on his right hand.

The few times He Lingchuan went, he could see it several times.

Zhong Shengguang seems to like it quite a bit, because it is always polished and clean.

If this thing was a generous pot, He Lingchuan would dare to eat it!
Suddenly an iron fist fell from above, and the roof was smashed to pieces with a crack.

The King of Que Beasts has come, and is heading straight for his hiding place.

The bricks and stones rustled down, He Lingchuan squinted his eyes and bounced, and threw a pot at it with his backhand.

The king of the Que Beast didn't dodge either.

With a snap, the pot snapped apart on its body.

If He Chunhua, Bao Guanjie and others saw this scene in person, how would they feel in their hearts? As for He Jing, would he be so angry when he found out that the "Dafang Pot" he died for was a fake?
He Lingchuan recalled that the pot was always held in the hands of the Red General's armor.

So could it be considered that the Red General had deceived everyone, rather than Dafanghu taking the initiative?

Tsk, the Red General still has such a bad taste?

He brushed over the half-broken girder and rushed out.

He escaped nimbly, but the King of Que Beasts was tall, long-legged and big-footed, chasing after him.

Hey, he got the promise, his personal safety in the secret realm should be guaranteed!
You can't go back on your word.

He also put on the mask conveniently, but ran outside to see that the Red General's Tomb was empty.

To be precise, there are no living people, only dead bodies left.

How could other teams withdraw so quickly and so cleanly?

At the same time, something lighted up ahead, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

He Lingchuan looked up and saw that the red general's armor in the tomb was shining bright red again.

The light was warm and friendly, almost as if waving to him.

More and more beasts followed, He Lingchuan made a wrong step and ran towards the tomb.

The reputation of Dafang Pot is not bad, this time he also chooses to believe it.

The King of Que Beasts behind him bounced a few times, and his speed was not slower than him at all!
At this moment, the soul-absorbing mirror in his arms suddenly screamed: "Be careful of the green light, be careful of the front—"

He Lingchuan was terrified when he heard the word "green light".

Sure enough, a green light came from behind the tomb and rushed towards him.

I don't know how long it has been lying there, but it is slightly bigger than a firefly. It looks insignificant, but it is full of malicious intentions.The most frightening thing is that the speed seems to be slow, but it is fast. As soon as He Lingchuan saw it, the distance between the two sides was less than ten feet.

It's only ten feet, who is it not a blink of an eye?

He Lingchuan was horrified.

Naraku's doppelgänger!
The avatar of Narakutian disappeared suddenly on the dome, and even the red giant shadow could not be found!

When He Lingchuan was worried all the time, it disappeared; just when he thought everything was settled, this ghost thing appeared again!
Where was it hiding just now, and how did it get into the Panlong secret realm?
Is this really his fate that he cannot escape?

As determined as He Lingchuan, in the face of this little green light, he still felt the fear and despair that pierced his bones.

After planning for so long, what went wrong?
At the critical juncture, there was a sudden scorching heat on his wrist, which forcibly pulled him back to his senses.

The mark of the Gale Army lit up, glowing red in the darkness.

He remembered the advice of the Red General.

Did it foresee the danger he would face, so it tried its best to break through the obstacles of the Dafang pot, and branded the mark into his hand?
But the green light was thrown from the direction of the tomb, and before he touched the armor of the Red General, he might hit Na Luotian's clone first.

He Lingchuan stood still and stared at the fluorescent light.

It seemed that he was so desperate that he gave up resisting.

The speed of Na Luotian's avatar suddenly accelerated, dragging out a thin green line in the air; the King of Que Beasts also chased after him, with his giant palms towards He Lingchuan.

Attacking back and forth, he still has a third option?
Even He Lingchuan's eyes could reflect the light of Naluotian's avatar.

too close.

After all, Na Luotian's avatar was one step ahead of the Que Beast King.It tried its best to avoid being chased by Dafang Pot, and made a special detour to get out, and now it finally got what it wanted!
In this multi-party competition, there is only one winner in the end, and that is Narakuten.

The Shenjiang Skin Pouch and the Dafang Pot belong to it!

But when it pounced on He Lingchuan, the latter suddenly disappeared.

phantom?

No, not right!It was this kid who moved his position instantly.

Now that He Lingchuan had disappeared, and the King of Que Beasts had no target, he grabbed it with his palm.

Fluorescent dodge is not enough.

The King of the Que Beast closed his palms together, as if pinching something real, and stuffed it into his bloody mouth——

Guddu, swallowed it.

Not far away, the figure of He Lingchuan appeared in the tomb, next to the battle armor of the Red General.

From this angle, the tall and tough back of the battle armor looks like a real person.

When he attacked He Jing earlier, he quietly threw the ghost cicada into the grave.The light was dim and the situation was chaotic. Neither the Baling people nor Le Zhengqing noticed such an inconspicuous, translucent little cicada slough.

The Red General had told him that to activate the armor at the right time, he had to keep maneuvering and not stay too far away from this treasure.

Sure enough, this move came in handy.

However, He Lingchuan was also dumbfounded when he saw the King of Que Beast swallowing the fluorescent light.

What's the matter?
The monster sent by the lid ate Na Luotian's clone?

What's going on here?

In just two breaths, the Que Beast King spewed out two streams of white steam from his nose, looking at him with meaningful eyes.

Its pupils turned a faint green.

Uh, no way?He Lingchuan complained incessantly.Couldn't even the Dafang pot cover hold down Naluotian's doppelgänger?

Wouldn't it be what he thought?
"It turns out that you are the thief who stole the Dafang Pot." Under He Lingchuan's incredulous gaze, the King of Que Beasts opened his mouth and uttered a very standard human voice, "I didn't expect that it was my skin that disturbed Tiangong. It's going to be turned upside down!"

Its eyes, its voice, its way of speaking are not what a monster can have.

"Naluotian?" He Lingchuan's palms were sweating.

The scene that he tried to avoid in every possible way finally appeared.

Even if he was calm by nature, his heartbeat would inevitably speed up, which was the fear of "fate".

However, he has gone through all kinds of hardships to get to this point, and he will not give up lightly.He Lingchuan let out a breath slowly, looked directly at this so-called "fate", and desperately put aside useless emotions: "You can descend on Que Beast at will?"

It's really a good job, he and Dafanghu are facing double troubles, the avatar of the god and the king of the beast, unexpectedly fit together!
The effect does not seem to be as simple as 1+1.

Na Luotian avatar chuckled lowly.

Although it has gone through several twists and turns, it is not in a hurry to face He Lingchuan at this point.The figure of the Que Beast King became smaller and smaller amidst the laughter, and then the white hair fell off and the beast's face faded...

In less than a few breaths, this huge yeti monster turned into a...

people?
An old man with white hair, long beard and fluttering sleeves, he looks more moral and immortal than Zhangjiao Xue of Rongshan Sect.

His eyes were still light green.

"Que Beast? This is Sanshui Immortal, an ancient immortal, and one of the creators of the Dafang Pot." The old man controlled by Na Luotian's avatar took out a sword from his sleeve, and his movements were as elegant as stroking the strings of a piano. "He sat down After the transformation, the remnant soul was collected in the Qianlingbao cover, and was forcibly combined with the Que Beast, and could not be freed for thousands of years."

Lingling Baogai?He Lingchuan heard a new term, does this refer to the lid of the Dafang pot?
The lid of the generous pot, in addition to its own name?

"You just now..." He Lingchuan's throat was dry, and he swallowed before he could ask, "Where did you hide!"

He was puzzled by this question.

He Lingchuan's shocked eyes made Na Luotian's avatar very satisfied.

"Before the Dafang Pot dealt with me, Qianling Baogai took me away first." It smiled, "If I hadn't spent a lot of time communicating with it, it would have come in to find you a long time ago."

He Lingchuan suddenly realized.

No wonder even Dafang Pot couldn't find the whereabouts of Na Luotian, it's probably because it found the shelter first.

The lid does not compromise with the Dafang pot, and the struggle between this pair of fetishes has been going on for a long time.As smart as Narakutian's avatar, you can indeed find opportunities from it.