Xia Wushuang was suspicious for a long time, but still didn't remember where the petite figure appeared.

"What's wrong? Meeting an acquaintance?" The woman's thoughts were generally more delicate. Seeing Xia Wushuang staring at the far sky, she frowned slightly, Hong San tilted her head and asked with concern.

"It must be an acquaintance! I think that frost dragon is simply an enhanced version of Wushuang's transformation!" Ye Xiaoya also looked gossipy and came up.

"Is that a junior brother of Wushuang?" She was a little excited.

"Junior brother?" Hearing Ye Xiaoya's continuous nagging, Xia Wushuang's head suddenly flashed with a flash of inspiration. The little loli in her mind just now quickly overlapped with an unscrupulous young man in her memory.

"Damn it! It turns out that it's this stupid thing. When you see me, you actually run faster than when you see a dog. Is it amazing to have a loli sister? Be careful of me..."

Suddenly he realized which acquaintance of the frost dragon changed. Xia Wushuang immediately became furious and cursed at the dragon shadow that disappeared from afar.

The girls were both surprised and curious. This was the first time they saw Xia Wushuang, showing such a unique "happy" look. Just as they were about to ask, this smart man quickly lowered the ark and interrupted their extremely gossipy ideas in such a rough way.

The holy city in the Crescent region of the Middle East - called 'Jerusalem'.

To be honest, this is definitely one of the most religious and legendary cities in the world. It is not only the birthplace of Christianity and the origin of Islam. Countless great sages in history have founded various sects here. Even the Egyptian Empire in its heyday stopped here, leaving behind various myths and stories that are difficult to enumerate.

It can be said that this holy city is very famous, and it is even more familiar to the Vatican, the center of Christ's Holy Church today.

In this smoky world, the cold wind suddenly blew.

Although along the way, Xia Wushuang and others have not paid much attention to the climate because of their strong system. But if we really start from the beginning of the end of the world and when the demon rain falls in June, it is actually the cold winter in January. It is the slaughtering season when the Hu lands are frost for three consecutive months, and the north wind blows the white grass in the ground.

However, the season is no longer important. The serious lack of sunshine not only caused all the sun-loving plants on the earth to wither, but also made the whole world still in a cold environment, making the four seasons no longer distinct.

In this harsh weather, in the holy city, there are bare desert trees at this moment, and even the dried leaves no longer exist. It looks like vitality is withering, unexpected darkness.

Xia Wushuang and his party did not choose to land directly on the streets of the Holy City where war was flying. Instead, they found a ruin that had been wiped out by the war and slowly went down from the sky. They deliberately avoided the demons with a pair of bat wings on their backs and ferocious faces, and the Holy Light Angels who only knew how to kill.

As soon as he landed, Xia Wushuang swept the whole city with the perception of the saint's soul. He immediately felt that under the land of the holy city, a large piece of divine objects carrying a large amount of faith had been poached. But despite this, the remaining faith power there was still a bit scary.

"That god angel, could it have taken away the holy city of Jerusalem, the crystal of faith accumulated over thousands of years, right?" No. 7 shared what Xia Wushuang felt. He said incredibly surprised: "Why does she do with the crystal of faith? This kind of thing has no divine nature and cannot be absorbed and transformed at all. It can only be thrown as a magical nuclear bomb."

"What if they just want to throw a nuclear bomb?" Xia Wushuang gave No. 7 a glance, followed the residual aura of faith, walked through the modern cement road, and headed towards the center of the holy city.

In the sky, angels and demons kept flying by. Lightswords and demon swords collided violently. From time to time, some corpses would fall down with pure white or turbid blood, or smash the small shops on the side of the road, or smash them on both sides of the road. They were extremely dazzling.

The fierce murderous intent lingers in the holy city; the smell of blood filled every desolate and uninhabited street. Only when Xia Wushuang walked, a huge circular light shield appeared. From a distance, it looked extremely sacred, as if it was like a miracle landing from the kingdom of heaven.

It is the center of the Holy City, with a sacred church full of historical rhymes. The kilometer glow reflected nearby is emitted from this church. Under this sacred and quiet divine light, both low-level demons and angels are difficult to get close to, and it has become the last refuge for human survivors in the Holy City.

After walking hundreds of steps towards the direction of the light shield, Xia Wushuang suddenly frowned, felt something, and turned around and looked at the top of a thirty-story tall building behind her.

I saw a group of black creatures watching their people under the sticky blood light in the sky.

The demon in the head was naked, and the lower part was wearing a dark red iron-blooded battle skirt. His muscles were like old trees with dry vines and tangled roots. He had demon horns on his head and a pair of fleshy wings covered with tumor bumps. The overall look was like a standing iron tower with a supernatural power.

"Wait for me." Xia Wushuang said to the third-class Hong Kong girl, then stepped on the ghost butterfly dance steps alone, climbed up with a sense of vain, and confidently flew towards the group of high-level demons.

It was just a distance of 1,000 meters and arrived almost instantly.

Xia Wushuang held the "Breaking Night Sword" that was left on her waist with one hand, and her aura was as powerful as a mountain. In the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of the demon of the "Iron Tower".

When he saw a human saint suddenly coming, most of the high-level demons on the rooftop were not afraid, but they became nervous. No matter which clan saint it was, their pressure was full of aggressiveness, which would make the strong people below the holy level feel the pressure of almost collapse.

Only the demon of the Iron Tower was not surprised at all. He spread a pair of flesh wings with a wingspan of more than five meters, and took on the pressure of the saint who was deliberately lowered by Xia Wushuang. Then he said lightly: "Human powerhouse, the effect of time passing on you has not yet disappeared. If you want to fight me, you will suffer a great loss."

Xia Wushuang was stunned when she heard this, revealing her white teeth, and suddenly smiled and said, "I'm not here to fight. I'm just here to tell you that the crystal of faith buried here has been robbed first, so please don't stay here anymore and do something meaningless."

Lao Xia spoke very politely, but the Sword of Broken Night, which was slightly sheathed on his waist, was not polite at all. The aura of the high-level artifact was deliberately activated by him, and a sharp aura filled the entire void, as if an astonishing attack could burst out at any time, chopping the person down on the spot.

"Has it been taken away?" The demon of the Iron Tower pondered, and his face was neither sad nor happy.

Finally, the demon looked at Xia Wushuang indifferently, suddenly took out a crescent-shaped divine stone and threw it to him, "I dare to appear in front of my demon at the peak of the holy realm in the early stage of the holy realm. I appreciate this courage. This moon god stone should be able to erase the time passage effect on you, and it is considered as the reward for your message... By the way, my name is Barna. If you have the chance, see you next time."

After saying this, a huge circle of halos began to slowly appear at the feet of the demon of the Iron Tower. Countless demon runes spread out rapidly from his body, forming circles of demon patterns, and finally connected to form a mysterious magic map. A huge black space-time gate was established in the void.

"That symbol!" Seeing this giant time and space gate, No. 7, which was tinkering with blood-colored undead creatures in the blood star, immediately became restless. He jumped out of the soul world, turned into a shadow of nothingness, hid behind Xia Wushuang, and carefully observed the mysterious black gate in the void.

"What's wrong?" Xia Wushuang noticed the abnormality of No. 7.

No. 7 swallowed a mouthful and said, "Did you see the mark of that 'Blade'? It's the mark of the mysterious cosmic organization - the 'Demon Chamber of Commerce'! In the endless abyss, this force is extremely powerful, just like the lich tower in the undead world, it is the oldest existence in the universe."

"So what?" Xia Wushuang gave No. 7 a blank look. Looking at the tower demon Barna, commanding the huge number of bat-winged demons, quickly circling back to the nest. He suddenly asked again: "How many god emperors are there in this organization?"

"I don't know. But when comparing with the Lich Tower, it shouldn't be less than the God Emperor in the Chaos Hall."

"Then have they participated in the conquest of the eternal gods and demons?" Xia Wushuang continued to ask.

"It seems that never. This is like a group of real merchants wandering deep in the universe. Even in the burning expedition a hundred thousand years ago, these demons were absolutely neutral. Even when the war broke out, they also provided some reminders and conveniences for the eternal gods and demons."

"Ha! Then I look down on these guys."

In the surprised and puzzled eyes of the demon of the Iron Tower, Xia Wushuang suddenly sneered, threw away the moon god stone in his hand disdainfully, and then went down the sky without looking back, returning to the messy street.

He stayed in the Eastern Continent for eighteen years. But he only took half a year to reflect in the real world. Such completely different time rules will make him enter a state of "time passing" after returning to the earth. That is, he will age quickly for eighteen years for a period of time.

However, the time that a saint who has no desires and no desires can live without igniting the divine fire is almost equal to eternity. Therefore, the life span of just eighteen years is almost negligible for the saint. Therefore, Xia Wushuang felt that it was very worthless to throw it away for a moon god stone.

However, in private, Xia Wushuang still exchanged a Moon God Stone for the Super God host. After all, in the state of "time passing", he would be more likely to be "cursed" by some secret techniques, and this has to be guarded against.
Chapter completed!