Unable to contact everyone in the Tiantian Palace, Fang Lin felt a little heavy. Could something really have happened? Have you not returned to the right era? Or maybe everyone in the Tiantian Temple has encountered something unexpected
No matter what the outcome was, Fang Lin couldn't accept it. He finally came back from ancient times. If he faced a lot of bad news, Fang Lin would probably collapse.
At the moment, Fang Lin headed directly towards the far north ice field. He didn't see any scenes of devastation along the way. It was still the same as before.
When we arrived at the far north ice field, the Tiantian Temple was no longer there. The entire ice field was freezing and windy, but not a single person was there.
Upon seeing this, Fang Lin rushed directly to Shiwanshanchuan. With his current strength, even facing Feng Jiange was no problem.
When Fang Lin arrived at Shiwanshanchuan, even Feng Jiange had disappeared, but Fang Lin saw the traces left by Jian Kuiping and the densely packed corpses.
These corpses were all powerful men from all sides who came from the Nine Kingdoms and Seven Seas to participate in the Jiankui Review. However, due to the calculations of Liao Cansheng, the master of Fengjian Pavilion, almost all of them died here, and became the vital nutrients that awakened Mo Shouhei to return to the earth. Even Emperor Tang and others died here, unable to escape.
Fang Lin looked at the corpses below with unbearable eyes and a bit of confusion.
Because these corpses look like they have been dead not long ago, only a month or two at most, but I have stayed in ancient times for more than a thousand years. It stands to reason that great changes should have taken place in later generations. These corpses should not be This is the right way.
But seeing these corpses, Fang Lin knew that he should have returned to the correct era, and not back to the time when he was imprisoned in the Abyss Danjing.
"Even Fengjian Pavilion has disappeared. What happened?" Fang Lin frowned and immediately took out the jade slip to contact the King of East Ji.
The Dongji Heavenly King was contacted, and the Dongji Heavenly King was also very surprised by Fang Lin's sudden contact.
"What on earth did you do? The whole world is in chaos now." Dongji Tianwang said in a very anxious tone.
When Fang Lin heard this, he didn't explain much and asked directly: "What happened?"
King Dongji said: "Everyone who attended the Jiankui Review two months ago died. Now the Nine Kingdoms and Seven Seas are controlled by a force called the Supreme Temple. Even the Fengjian Pavilion is part of the Supreme Temple."
"What? The Supreme Temple?" Fang Lin was shocked. Could this be the trick created by Mo Shouhei
King Dongji continued: "The owner of the Supreme Temple on the surface is the Master of Fengjian Pavilion, but there seems to be someone else sitting behind the scenes, but I don't know who they are. Now besides the Ancient Demon Ridge, I can get rid of the Supreme Temple." Outside of our control, other forces have followed the orders of the Supreme Temple, including our Dan Alliance."
Fang Lin looked solemn. He didn't expect that he had stayed for more than a thousand years in ancient times, but only more than two months had passed in later generations, and so many things had happened.
"Does the King of Heaven know where everyone in my Tuntian Palace is?" Fang Lin asked. This was what he wanted to know most at the moment.
Dongji Tianwang said: "It should be in the Ancient Demon Ridge, but it seems that everyone is seriously injured. I once visited in secret. Dugu Nian's injury is the most serious."
When Fang Lin heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He remembered that before he returned to ancient times, the old mummy Jing Zhulong took Dugu Nian and others into the Jiugong Bag. Logically speaking, with Jing Zhulong's protection, Dugu Nian and the others should not It doesn't matter what kind of injury he will get, but King Dongji said that Dugu Nian and the others were all seriously injured.
Without further ado, Fang Lin rushed directly to the Ancient Demon Ridge. As for the matter of the Supreme Temple, he could only put it aside for the time being.
In Fang Lin's opinion, the so-called Supreme Temple was created by Mo Shouhei, and the master of Fengjian Pavilion, Liao Cansheng, was Mo Shouhei's disciple. Since Liao Cansheng is now in charge of the Supreme Temple, then who is behind the scenes? People should just stick to the dark side.
In order not to attract any attention, Fang Lin restrained his aura as much as possible, changed his appearance to hide his traces, and came outside the Ancient Demon Ridge.
Fang Lin has been to the Ancient Demon Ridge several times, but this time he can clearly feel that the atmosphere in the Ancient Demon Ridge is very unusual. As soon as he got within a thousand miles of the Ancient Demon Ridge, countless auras swept over him. Pass.
Fang Lin immediately revealed his true appearance and landed at the entrance of Ancient Demon Ridge.
"Come in!" Before Fang Lin could speak, a voice came from the Ancient Demon Ridge, and Fang Lin could tell it was Demon Saint Qitian.
At the moment, Fang Lin walked into the Ancient Demon Ridge, feeling a little nervous and uneasy in his heart, praying that Lonely Nian and the others would be fine.
"You're finally back." Demon Saint Qitian appeared, looked at Fang Lin up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Demon Saint, where are the others?" Fang Lin asked directly without bothering to be polite.
Demon Saint Qitian looked a little helpless and said, "Come with me."
After a while, Fang Lin followed Demon Saint Qitian to an ancient cave, and familiar auras came from the ancient cave.
Fang Lin didn't care about anything else and went straight into the ancient cave to take a look. Sure enough, it was everyone from the Tiantian Palace, including Dugu Nian.
It's just that everyone's breath is sluggish, and their vitality is close to drying up, especially Dugu Nian, who is sitting next to the stone wall, his face is pale and haggard, and his black hair has turned into frosty white, which looks very dazzling.
Fang Lin suddenly clenched his fists and walked heavily in front of Dugu Nian. The latter seemed to feel something and reluctantly opened his eyes.
"You're back." Dugu Nian said softly, but Fang Lin noticed that her eyes were gray.
Fang Lin felt even more nervous, but he still made his voice sound as calm as possible: "I'm back."
Dugu Nian stretched out a hand, and Fang Lin immediately took it, feeling a chill in his hand. At the same time, Fang Lin also noticed that there was not much life left in Dugu Nian's body, and he was afraid that he would not survive for long.
Looking at the others, they were all in the same situation as Dugu Nian, with the life force in their bodies being forcibly taken away.
"What happened?" Fang Lin said with a trembling voice.
Demon Saint Qitian stood behind him and said: "Senior Jing is dead, and the vitality in their bodies has been taken away by Mo Shouhei. When I arrived, they were already like this. Bringing them back here and using the power of the holy tree can We can barely save their lives, but not for long.”
"What? The old mummy is dead?" Fang Lin suddenly turned around and looked at Demon Saint Qi Tian in disbelief.
Jing Zhulong is actually dead
Although Demon Saint Qitian didn't know why Fang Lin called Hu Jing Zhulong the old mummy, he still shook his head and said: "He is indeed dead. Mo Shouhei's strength gradually returned to its peak. Senior Jing fought to his death to severely injure him, otherwise he would be dead now." The ancient demon ridge has become the object of Mo Shouhei's palm."