Chapter 42: Escape from the Blessed Land
"One...just one."

The man who broke the door stared at Wu Xian and slowly moved forward.

Wu Xian threw down the Yajiao Gun. Even though the door-breaking monster was so weak, he still didn't want to get close to it. If he made a mistake even once, he would become Wu Xian.

He bent his fingers, and a wisp of burning flame floated in front of his gesture. As soon as Da Sui raised his palm, Wu Xian ejected his fingers.

boom!
The bright red and scorching fireball instantly hit Da Sui's face, burning his already unrecognizable face even more horribly.

The door-breaking monster had a head of flames.

He roared towards the sky, gathered evil energy, and actually stood up again, roaring and rushing towards Wu Xian and others. His strong vitality was simply terrifying.

This is the death throes of the Great Evil.

But even such a struggle is not something that mortals can resist.

Wow!

A leather bag hit Da Sui's face, and the liquid inside soaked his whole body, but did not put out the fire. Da Sui's movements stopped, white mist came out of his body, and he scratched his body in pain.

The damage caused by this skin bag was actually greater than that of Wu Xian’s True Fire Curse!

Shi Ji covered his broken arm with his hands, looking quite proud.

He is a congenitally filthy holy body. The mixture of his boy's urine and black dog's blood is by no means comparable to that of an ordinary boy.

Wu Xian bent his fingers for the last time, and the color of the golden feathers on his body gradually faded. The firepower of the two clusters of golden crow feathers, one rare and one ordinary, was all poured into this attack.

"Everything depends on this one strike!"

woohoo...

An invisible air current surged in the room, and bright flames gathered in front of Wu Xian's fingers. The power of the Golden Crow Feather changed the form of the True Fire Curse, forming a three-legged flaming bird.

The bird's wings are bare, with only one flight feather on each wing, one long and one short, which looks a little funny.

But the power of this little bird far exceeded all previous attacks. The heat it emitted alone made Wu Xian's hair smell burnt.

"Go."

The little bird flapped its wings cutely and jumped onto the door-breaking evil spirit.

"twitter!"

call!
A blinding bright light flashed, and everyone in the room seemed to have instantly entered a high-temperature sauna.

If the previous True Fire Spell was a small stream, then this True Fire Spell was a rushing river!

The upper body of the door-breaking monster, which was still struggling, was directly annihilated by the bright light. Even the wall behind it and the ceiling above were pierced by the flames, and a crescent moon hung in the center of the hole.

The remaining flames turned into the feathers of the firebird, scattered in all directions, and gradually disappeared into the air.

Da Sui's waist and legs swayed and then fell to the ground.

The door-breaking evil spirit is finally dead!
The power of this attack made Shi Ji and the other two drop their jaws. If Wu Xian had used this trick earlier, would they have needed to use all their cards and be so scared?

But in fact, even Wu Xian himself did not expect that the firepower of two clusters of golden crow feathers, combined with the true fire spell, could combine to produce such abnormal power.

But even if Wu Xian knew.

He would not use his ultimate move at the beginning, because the one killed by this move would only be the dying Gate-breaking Demon. God knows whether it can withstand it in its full strength.

After the shock.

Everyone had smiles on their faces.

Their biggest threat to this blessed land has disappeared, and they are safe whether the blessed land ends early or not.

Safety, what a luxurious word.

Hey, hey, hey...

Click!

There was an unusual noise behind everyone.

Wu Xian looked back.

I saw an ordinary wooden door appear behind me. The door was open, and behind the door was warm sunshine and an endless wilderness.

Su Huijin and Shi Ji were overjoyed.

This is the door to leave the blessed land. As long as you walk out of this door, you can leave the blessed land and return to the safe and warm real world.

But at this moment.

Another strange change occurred. The remaining half of the big evil spirit's body suddenly twisted, and a small body crawled out from it.

This body was very strange. Its body was like that of a baby, but its head was that of an adult. Wu Xian remembered the photo he had seen before and realized that this face belonged to Wang Zhiwu!
"Hi, we meet again!"

Wu Xian and his men did win.

Otherwise, the gate to leave the blessed land will not appear.

But the remains of the evil spirit that broke into the door gave birth to a new evil spirit.

This evil spirit is based on Wang Zhiwu's will. It is just a low-level wandering spirit, but without talismans and magic tools, the wandering spirit can be equally deadly!

Wang Zhiwu stood in front of the Yajiao gun.

With a sinister smile, he knew that these humans had used up all their means, and as long as he didn't let them touch the spear, he would be invincible.

"You think you won?"

"I……"

Bang!
There was a loud bang, startling Wu Xian and several others so much that they jumped up.

A big hole appeared on Wang Zhiwu's chest. He looked down blankly, not understanding what was happening.

Wen Chao came over with a strange instrument in his hand, stepped on Wang Zhiwu's torso, and pointed the instrument at Wang Zhiwu's head.

Bang!
There was another loud bang and white smoke, and Wang Zhiwu's head exploded like a tomato. After twisting on the ground for a few times, he could not move at all.

Wu Xian's mouth twitched.

The thing in Wen Chao's hand was actually a double-barreled pistol that he had made with tape, steel pipes, wooden boards, and an electric lighter!
He had long guessed that Wen Chao would do this, but he didn't expect that he could actually succeed.

“Well, it’s really useful.”

For Wen Chao, rubbing the gun is not difficult at all.

However, the conditions in the blessed land were too simple, and he had no confidence that he would succeed in one go. Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened this time.

Guns alone are ineffective against evil spirits.

But in the afternoon, Wen Chao helped Shi Ji make a time bomb. In order to repay him, Shi Ji helped him add a strong filth to the bullet, which enabled Wen Chao to kill Wang Zhiwu.

……

Wang Zhiwu is dead.

This blessed place is no longer worth staying in.

Wen Chao was the first to step through the door.

He had too much else to do, and he didn't want to see his wife's broken body struggling on the ground anymore.

"Brother Xian!"

Shi Ji grabbed Wu Xian's hand, his face full of gratitude, and left his contact information.

"After you return to reality, you must contact me. I will express my gratitude to you and cook you a real meal so that you can see my cooking skills."

When Wu Xian thought about his craftsmanship, he decided not to contact him at all.

Shi Ji took out a remote control and pressed it.

boom!
There was another loud noise in the blessed land, and Wu Xian's mouth twitched: "What the hell is this noise?"

Shi Ji smiled but said nothing.

He just did what he always wanted to do.

After doing this, Shi Ji felt relaxed all over and limped away from the blessed land.

Wu Xian packed up his things, carried his long-packed briefcase, and walked to the gate of the blessed land. Before leaving, he asked Su Huiqin.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

Su Huijin turned sideways, with only half of her face facing Wu Xian, revealing a gentle smile.

"No, I want to stay with my sister for a while longer."

"Okay, whatever."

Wu Xian also walked out of the door, his movements looking a little hasty.

(End of this chapter)