This primordial world is extraordinary.

Chapter 46: Don't cry, don't cry, the Zhang family

"Alright, that's enough. You two can wait here."

Kunpeng waved his hand with an undeniable air of authority.

Then he turned and stepped into the fifteenth position, his figure instantly disappearing from their sight.

"this?"

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng is truly a brave man."

At this moment, Xi Yi's admiration for Kunpeng reached its peak.

Kunpeng has already demonstrated his wisdom, and now he is showing his courage.

This is what it means to be both wise and brave.

"He is benevolent and righteous, wise and brave; he is truly a hero." Xi Yi was inexplicably moved.

He used the limited knowledge that Xiaoyi had taught him.

"Yes!" Hongjun sighed.

Kunpeng wasn't stupid, nor was he truly selfless; anyway, the worst that could happen to Yangmei was death.

He's just dead. As a primordial deity, his abilities and cultivation were not comparable to those of a true master.

But life and death weren't actually that important to them.

It's nothing more than being reborn after death, returning to the previous blank state, and returning to a body that can take five or six meters at a time.

If Xiao Yi had to consider whether to resurrect such a deity who died three days ago, given that the source of the deity was empty.

But now there's no need to consider it; it can be completely reborn from its original source.

Why did they step into the post-apocalyptic world? Wasn't it to strengthen the primordial world?

If we don't even resurrect a saint who has died, what's the point, especially someone as crucial as Yang Mei?

Even the attention of the supreme will cannot allow Yangmei to die at this moment.

As the captain, Kunpeng still has to shoulder the responsibilities of a captain. If he doesn't go to rescue them, morale will collapse.

It's much more important than their petty conflicts and grudges.

The most important thing is that it can make you stronger. Two holes are too few, a few more won't hurt.

After careful consideration, Kunpeng leaped in.

Upon entering the fifteenth step again, I finally witnessed the situation firsthand.

The paper figure is still there, but it is covered with cracks and looks like it's about to break.

The paper figures are the primary target of the blood-red eyeballs; the two of them are the real enemies, like two bizarre battles, strange yet unseen.

You just don't know?

Did the blood-red eyeball invade the paper doll's spacetime fragments, or did the paper doll provoke the blood-red eyeball and then be come knocking on its door?

"Whoosh!"

A turbulent fragment came hurtling towards them at breakneck speed.

The prepared Kunpeng crouched as it entered, thus reducing the area it could be attacked.

With a "whoosh".

Kunpeng rolled on the spot to dodge the attack of the turbulent fragments.

At the same time, he didn't dare to blink, searching for any trace of Yang Mei.

"That is?"

Fortunately, the spacetime fragment where the paper figure was located was not large. While Kunpeng was dodging at the extreme and searching, he actually managed to see Yangmei.

However, at this moment, Yang Mei was already... shattered.

The head and body were separated, and the separated body, especially the left half, was completely disfigured.

It was torn apart by the turbulent debris in a horrific state.

"what!"

Even more miraculously, he is still alive.

Although the head had separated from the body, the head was still there, its mouth agape, screaming in agony.

"this?"

This startled Kunpeng quite a bit.

He was nearly hit by the successive shards, which grazed his cheeks and almost ruined his handsome appearance.

This scene really overturned his understanding.

What kind of monster has Xiao Yi created? How come it doesn't die?

Is this something a martial arts master could do?

This "innate great power" in quotation marks is way too overpowered, isn't it?

Or are there other reasons, such as different eyebrow raising?

But I can't worry about that now. Since Yang Mei isn't dead, I have to rescue him.

"Fellow Daoist, do not panic, I am here."

Kunpeng shouted at Yangmei, who was now just a head and screaming in agony.

"Ah! Help me, help me, ah!"

Yangmei's head was facing away from Kunpeng, and he couldn't control his head to turn around on its own.

Therefore, upon hearing Kunpeng's voice, it screamed and begged for help.

"Don't panic!"

Kunpeng reassured him as he slowly approached Yangmei's head.

Fortunately, the two bizarre and strange creatures did not target the intruder.

Neither the paper figure nor the blood-red eyeball paid any attention to the arrival of the Kunpeng, nor to Yangmei's miserable scream, which was now only half a body and a head.

They only had eyes for each other; it was a fight to the death.

What if the two of them stopped fighting and instead focused on dealing with Kunpeng?

Kunpeng would definitely say to Yangmei: I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Yangmei, I'll be waiting for your return at the Primordial Resurrection Point.

"Depend on!"

Another cut appeared on his body from the turbulent debris.

Fortunately, it didn't hit completely, and unlike the previous two times, fragments didn't get embedded in the body.

This time it was just a scratch.

Under his powerful Return to the Void ability, he did several somersaults in a row, and the time he had to dodge was restored to normal.

Not a single scar was left.

"My clothes!"

Kunpeng let out a mournful cry in his heart.

This outfit is about to be ruined. I hope Xiaoyi can step in and not let me be naked.

at last!

The distance may seem short, but you need to dodge the turbulent debris and flying knives.

Kunpeng didn't even know how many times it rolled on the spot before finally rolling to Yangmei's head.

"What a pitiful guy!"

Kunpeng saw Yangmei's miserable state up close and couldn't bear it.

A charming old woman, she just likes to wiggle and twist.

Who did we offend? Why are we separated from our heads?

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

Kunpeng used the roll to lift Yangmei's head.

It was a strange feeling, but I couldn't worry about it anymore.

"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, you have finally arrived."

On Yangmei's head, his mouth was unharmed.

He was picked up by Kunpeng, looking like a child who had suffered a great injustice.

At this moment, Kunpeng really wanted to ask: Why aren't you dead?

But this isn't the time to ask those questions; let's get Yangmei's head back safely first.

"Coming, coming, don't rush, I'll take you home."

Kunpeng was wounded again by the flower.

Fortunately, it has tough skin and flesh. Although it can't compare to Yang Mei, who survived being decapitated, it's still quite resilient.

Now we finally know where Xiaoyi put all her resources.

A martial arts master wouldn't need to waste so much of their essence.

Now we know, it not only has a juvenile version of conceptual abilities, but also this abnormal body.

What martial arts master could have such a freakish body?

As long as you don't kill them instantly, they will get stronger the more you fight them.

Even someone like Yang Mei, whose head and body were separated, was still alive.

If this isn't a waste of the source, then what is?

"Waaah, go home, go home."

With only his head remaining, Yang Mei looked as aggrieved as a child.

This shows that the mindset has stifled the essence.

While dodging and rolling, he held Yangmei's head.

It's a little more difficult to hide now that there's nothing there when we came.

He suffered six cuts, one of which nearly resulted in a head-on collision, leaving a third hole embedded in his body.

While Yangmei may be in a sorry state, Kunpeng is not far behind.

With two large holes and injuries, it's already quite remarkable that he was able to return to the dangerous place to save his fellow cultivators.

"Splash!"

Like stepping out of a time barrier, Kunpeng leaped out, holding Yangmei's head.

Without thinking too much, Kunpeng held Yangmei's head in his lower abdomen and rolled forward with one hand to support himself.

"Well?"

The two people who were waiting were taken aback.

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