Chapter 3397: Author

"Other people in the Ziyun family?"
Luo Zheng thought carefully about it.
"Yes!"
There is some anxiety in the voice of Wudang.
"It should be all dead," Luo Zhengyue answered with no expression.
"You are nonsense!"
The fighting power of the Ziyun people is not ranked in many other ethnic groups, but there is an advantage in being able to come and go in the immortal picture.
Even if there is any change in the first page, it is impossible for the dead to be Ziyun.
"Luo Zhengxiong, how can I die in the first page?"
"Yes, I have never heard of anyone who will die on the first page," there are also a few other people on the other side.
Looking at the other side of the surrounding life, Luo Zheng responded faintly: "If you don't believe, why bother me?"
"It seems that you don't have to use any means. You are not going to talk well." Wudang has no patience.
The Ziyun and Luo Zheng had some boycotts on the bronze ground, and the Ziyun people such as Wudang did not intend to let Luo Zheng.
However, after the fire of the Yuanling family came out, the Ziyun people were also dumbfounded.
If the Ziyun people really killed Luo Zheng in the immortal scroll, it is estimated that the attitude of Ah Huo will not let them go, so before the Wudang and others entered the immortal scroll, the Ziyun’s elders smashed again. Don't shoot for Luo.
Wu Dang had a heartfelt concern about Luo Zheng. Although there was a warning from the elders, he said that he could not let this guy suffer.
Looking at Wudang and starting to approach himself, Luo Zheng’s hands raised slightly and he was alert.
Luo Zheng did not intend to let go of the Ziyun family easily, but he still has not figured out the mechanism of the immortal scroll, and naturally will not toss here.
This swaying is going to start, and Luo Zheng is also unambiguous.
At this time, the second person appeared on the other side of the land, it was a trinity.
The trio had a good luck and survived the massacre.
"No, you are fine?"
Although the trinity survived, like the Luo Zheng, I saw a black group everywhere in the first page. The torn body of the insects scared him.
"It's a sword! I'm fine. Why do you want to ask this question, isn't it..." I saw that the family was first happy, and I was shocked to hear the sword.
In fact, it is not a matter of understanding Luo Zheng, he thinks that Luo Zheng will not lie.
But the Ziyun people on the first page are dead, which is too exaggerated.
Now that Sui Shou began to care about his safety, it means that the first page of the immortal scroll must have happened.
Wu Dang also stopped and stared at the sword.
"The first industry has been infected with insects, and there is more than one. There are many, only a lot of people are dead. Qi Ge is also awkward..." Yan Jian said with some sadness.
"what!"
Including the other, the other side of the life suddenly shocked.
A worm is powerful and terrible, and many worms mean what they know.
This is why they believe that Luo Zheng did not lie...
Wudang eagerly asked: "What about my Ziyun?"
Yan Jian shook his head. "It is not clear. I saw the bodies of three Ziyun people along the way."
"Three..."
Wudang suddenly felt his strength dissipated.
This time, the Ziyun people sent a total of five people, and they were directly killed by the insects. The remaining one is afraid of being fierce.
It’s like this, and the other inner thoughts of the other side are similar...
After the sword entered the circular platform, the land continued to enter the area, bringing more news on the first page, and naturally verified the words of Luo Zheng and Yan Jian.
The other side of the first page suffered heavy losses. The final gathering of more than forty people on the circular platform was far lower than the previous figures.
Because there are too many dead people, the atmosphere on this circular platform is a bit heavy.
Except for simple communication, most of them are silent.
The first page has such a crisis, and the second page can only be more horrible, and they may not be able to go back alive.
A strange rustling sounded from everyone’s ears.
In front of the circular platform, suddenly a thin line was added. This thin line continued to fly and turned into a door.
"This door...will not be a picture?" Luo Zheng was speechless.
"There is indeed this speculation," Yuan Shitian respected.
The shape of the immortal scroll is extremely special. Whether the scroll itself is in chaos or in the mysterious world is inconclusive. As for who draws the lines, it is illusory.
In the space that Luo Zheng could not observe, a huge pen was constantly sketching on the second page of the immortal scroll. After drawing the door, the pen continues to extend upwards, drawing a thin and long road, and the road is continuously extended for a distance, and then connected to another area, and this area The same is one
A maze of outlines drawn by lines.
"It doesn't have to be so troublesome, just draw a path and go through the labyrinth of the labyrinth," the crying face in the space reminded.
"Is it just better to buckle him off the picture and send it directly?" The smile asked.
"That wouldn't be too..." The crying face was hesitant, but it was indeed considering the possibility.
The smiling face sneered: "It is a big taboo for us to do so much. If you help him directly, the consequences will be immeasurable. If you like, I don't want to!"
Smiles and crying faces are the two independent souls of the same creature. The families of their families are all two souls. This dialogue can also be seen as a contradiction in the inner heart of a lonely writer.
"If he dies halfway, isn't it a waste of work?" asked the crying face.
"The eighteen engravings are all in one. If it still fails, it means that our lives are like this, no wonder others," said the smiling face.
The pen once again extended upwards and gradually merged into the top layer of the immortal scroll. There is a black vortex in that area. From this space point of view, you can find the depth of the vortex, with white spots.
This black whirlpool is the "third page" that is displayed in the sky, but it is white from the sky, but it is black in the immortal picture.
When the author draws the lines in the black vortex, the lines seem to be pulled by the ropes that are dragged, and the bottom of the circular platform begins to slowly rotate, and the door opens from it.
"Open the door..."
"I won't go in this time."
"It’s already on the second page, just smash it down!"
The first page has killed so many people, so that some of the other side of the body is very hesitant.
This time the immortal scroll is too evil, it is better to wait on this platform. When the time is up, it will naturally be kicked out by the immortal scroll. Since these souls of the other side can pass through the soul city, into the land of the bones, this body and mind and talent are extremely strong, and most of the other side of the soul still choose to drill into the drawn door.