In the meteorite passage, red smoke is rising, it is hot, violent, and has a destructive atmosphere.
Wang Xuan looked strange. Is this true? He looked again and again, and was sure that the words were correct. They were the handwriting of the demon lord Yanyan.
In fact, several experts saw it and felt it was outrageous, but they all chose to remain silent. Whoever comments in this situation will be in trouble.
Even someone like Lao Zhang, who has a social anxiety disorder, chooses to keep quiet now. He does not want to fight with the Demon Lord here.
As for the demon lord Yanyan herself, her snow-white feet in her combat boots were already tense. She had never felt so... miserable and awkward before. This feeling was too uncomfortable.
Her beautiful face remained calm and composed, but in such a dead silent scene, she could hardly hold herself together anymore.
Wang Xuan was distracted, but soon calmed down. Was he going to be beaten up? Although he didn't write that, sometimes it was useless to reason.
No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the demon lord Yanyan would use him to resolve the embarrassment and get out of the predicament. If he was not careful, a major tragedy would occur.
He didn't want to be beaten for no reason, so he quickly said, "I understand!"
No matter what, he had to calm these people down, not giving the Demon Lord a chance to attack, and he had to successfully resolve the awkward situation, so he had to take the initiative.
There were waves in the eyes of several great masters, but no one spoke because they were afraid of bringing bad luck. They were all waiting for Wang Xuan to be beaten, because they knew the Demon Lord's character too well.
"What do you want to say?" Demon Lord Yanyan had a blank expression on her face, but her heart was far from being as calm as it is now, and she was already ready to take action.
"This is a life-and-death situation that involves every one of us!" Wang Xuan's expression was extremely serious. He tried to divert their attention first.
"You seem a little panicked. The light of your soul is beating abnormally. Why do I feel like you are guilty?" Zhang Daoling said with a smile.
Wang Xuan wanted to beat Lao Zhang, who was too disloyal and sabotaged him at a critical moment. Sure enough, the demon master Yanyan's fingertips glowed slightly, ready to attack at any time.
"Everyone, do you know where this place is? Do you understand that you are all controlled by a mysterious force?"
He spoke very quickly, and then continued: "You know, there are problems with our presence. You are like characters in a play, and I am like an observer. You are playing roles here without knowing the ending."
Sure enough, what he said worked. Everyone present was slightly surprised, including the demon ancestor Qi Yi and the silver-robed man who appeared from the ashes after Zheng Yuantian's death. They all felt uneasy.
In fact, as strong as they were, they were pulled in again and again, and although they had no memory of it, they had already sensed something was wrong in their hearts.
"This is an existential crisis, and we will most likely have to stage a mass escape. What we need to figure out now is how to leave, how to get you out, rather than having you suddenly come here again and again, being dragged here for no reason."
After Wang Xuan finished speaking, he felt that he was no longer being targeted. He successfully resolved the embarrassment and diverted everyone's attention. Demon Lord Yanyan calmly covered the hem of her skirt to cover the words.
"Your condition is very strange. You appeared as I arrived and observed you." This was what puzzled him the most.
"Lao Zhang, there are words on your clothes too, but most of them have been burned and are badly damaged. Can you read them yourself?"
Zhang Daoling frowned and said, "I saw some of them, but most of them turned to ashes."
Fang Yuzhu said: "According to what you said, after you leave, when you come back again, everything we do will continue from the last 'plot', as if someone pressed the pause button in the middle?"
Wang Xuan asked again: "Sister Yuzhu, why did you carve words on the Yibao armor? What went wrong?"
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It has to be said that the people present had sharp spiritual perception and extraordinary perception. They guessed part of the truth from the few damaged words. The light of their souls was drawn here, and the pause period was extremely abnormal. They should have returned to the world during this period, but their memories did not take away.
"Someone erased our memories?" The Demon Lord's face turned cold.
"So, when you go back this time, you must preserve some memories and carve words on your body." Wang Xuan, Lao Zhang and Fang Yuzhu studied the burnt words.
Wang Xuan said: "Your message mentioned the word scripture, and also mentioned that practicing this scripture is very important, but it is too incomplete. Next time you come, you need to describe it more clearly."
Zhang Daoling nodded, and then continued: "This time, the more concise the message is when it is transmitted across time and space, the clearer the true meaning will be. For example, the message from the Demon Lord is very clear."
Wang Xuan stopped talking, but he was cursing Lao Zhang in his heart, "Do you want to kill me?"
Lao Zhang further added, "The demon lord in this world may be sending a very important signal. I tend to think that this is some kind of spiritual key that Wang Xuan needs to touch. Then we will awaken, or something will happen."
"That makes sense." The leader of the Dark Blood Cult nodded.
"I second the motion!" Demon Ancestor Qi Yi smiled.
Demon Lord Yanyan's eyes could kill. She stared at Wang Xuan, then smiled like the ice and snow thawing and the spring sunshine. She said, "Do you agree with this?"
Wang Xuan shook his head decisively, his desire to survive overflowing, and said: "No, I think, Sister Yanyan, you can just cut off the hem of your skirt and give it to me, the result will be the same. Maybe, I just need to bring it to the real world to test it."
"Do you still want to take it away?" The demon lord Yanyan's slender white hands glowed.
"Since it involves the secret key of the spirit, we must be very rigorous. Wang Xuan should do it himself." Zhang Daoling said.
This is really a big pit! Wang Xuan wanted to hide, but he was spotted by the people present.
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