"Who are you?"
"But you are harming me?"
"If you don't stop, I will show no mercy..."
Fang Yuan flew straight across, his consciousness swept quickly, and he soon discovered this hidden snow valley in the vast snow, and these hidden snow valleys, guarding the three white boats. People, the reason is also very simple. The direction pointed by the white cat is very correct. Fang Yuan’s participation in the research of the battle path is also real. These people have covered the snow valley with a large concealment formation. Although they can hide it from other people, they The other party originally said that this large formation actually allowed him to find them faster.
Then after arriving at the snow valley, he only said these three sentences.
After he asked the first sentence, everyone in the snow valley showed a gloomy will to die on their faces. Without answering a word, they immediately offered up various magic weapons, talismans and seals, and held them in their hands. He rushed towards Fang Yuan with a life-threatening energy...
One of them even took a magic weapon that seemed to be an artifact!
Seeing how they looked, they not only wanted Fang Yuan's life, they wanted to drag Fang Yuan along with them to die together!
Rumble…
The golden pestle emitted a dazzling golden light and struck directly at Fang Yuan.
Even Fang Yuan's face changed with fright when he felt the wisp of energy that should be a divine weapon. Fortunately, he didn't make too much trouble before he came over. He was fully prepared and had laid out his back-up plan in advance. Before the power of a divine weapon could be exerted to its maximum, the restraints placed on the left and right before he appeared surged over, slightly blocking the effort for a moment...
And during this time, Fang Yuan sacrificed the thunder spirit toad without hesitation and swallowed himself.
There was a violent sound, and Fang Yuan felt a violent impact even though he was hiding inside the Thunder Spirit Toad.
"Whoosh!"
The thunder spirit toad opened its mouth directly, and a sword light flew across dozens of feet.
Those people were a little frightened to see if Fang Yuan was dead, but they were unexpectedly struck by the sword light and cut off the arm of the man holding the artifact. In the next breath, Fang Yuan used the artifact to make him immortal. Liu Leiling came forward.
Looking at the golden pestle that rolled down in front of him, Fang Yuan felt a chill on his back.
Who would have thought that these monks, who were not very high in cultivation, would actually carry artifacts with them
What's so polite about this
As soon as this group of people saw him appearing, they immediately killed him. They must have been the ones who drove the snow beast to kill him just now.
Otherwise, no matter how fierce the people on the snowfield are, they will not be ready to kill without even saying hello.
And when the group of people saw that the artifact was being sacrificed, but before it could exert its due power, they were stopped by the prohibition placed by Fang Yuan in advance. They also clearly showed a layer of deep sadness. They stopped talking and just rushed forward. They surrounded Fang Yuan and started fighting tooth and nail.
And if Fang Yuan was injured by these people with magical weapons, they would naturally not show mercy.
And after he warned them, seeing that these people still had no intention of stopping, Fang Yuan naturally showed no mercy.
The scene he just experienced was already very dangerous. If it weren't for the magical power of the white cat, even if he died, he might not know how he died. But now that he had rushed over, he was almost injured by their magic weapon, so what? What are you being polite about
"Shua..."
He rushed over with red eyes, sword energy surging, wind and clouds swirling around.
After taking action, I feel that the dozen or so people in this snow valley are all very powerful people. Among them, the two or three people with high cultivation level already have high-level cultivation of Jindan. The lower ones are also among the Jindan. The level is even more powerful than the ten demons he killed before in Wuxue Mountain. What's more important is that the magical powers of these people are not like the cultivators of Xueyuan, but like the cultivators of Zhongzhou.
"Zhongzhou monk, how come you are here?"
Fang Yuan couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
However, although these people were not weak in cultivation, they were not strong enough to fight against Fang Yuan even after losing their divine weapons.
After all, there was no Nascent Soul cultivator here. With a surge of magical power and sword intent, Fang Yuan, filled with fear and anger, killed more than ten cultivators in the snow valley who seemed to be going crazy and desperately fighting against him. Finally, There were only two people left, one was a middle-aged man who looked calm and had the highest cultivation level, and the other was a young man who looked immature and looked young.
Until then, Fang Yuan stopped for a moment, looked at them with the sword in his backhand, and whispered: "You yourself know that you are not my opponent, why do you have to die? I only ask you, why do you want to harm me, and why do you come up here?" Just try your best?"
"Uncle Qin..."
Looking at Fang Yuan's green-robed Xunxun, who looked cold and cold, the younger man felt a little desperate.
He couldn't help but cry out to the middle-aged man, with some intention of survival.
But the middle-aged man sighed, suddenly raised his hand, and hit the young man hard on the back of the head.
With a "pop" sound, the young man's head was shattered and his soul was completely destroyed.
This attack was unexpected and so sudden that even Fang Yuan had no time to stop him and looked at the middle-aged man in surprise.
"Do you think it was due to bad luck?"
The middle-aged man looked at Fang Yuan with a wry smile on his face. There was no resentment at all, only deep helplessness and emotion. He whispered: "If it weren't for her, we wouldn't have died." Here, you won't get into such a big trouble, alas... My son once watched your Six Paths Examination at Daoshan Mountain, and he always said that he should learn to be a person like you... "
"you… "
Fang Yuan took a step forward, but suddenly his face turned pale again, and he raised his hand to press it down.
Boom!
A burst of green energy surged out and swept the man into the air, suppressing him. At this moment, golden cracks began to appear on the middle-aged man's face, and dazzling golden light shot out from the cracks. It was obvious that when he was talking just now, he was about to rush towards Fang Yuan, then explode his golden elixir, and die together with him, but Fang Yuan was wary and did not let him succeed.
At this time, the middle-aged man still had a look of despair, but when he looked at Fang Yuan, there was no hatred in his eyes. He just sighed in despair: "My son probably never thought that I would die here like you. In the hands of the leader of the Six Paths..."
When he finished saying this last sentence, his golden elixir suddenly shattered and raised a golden cloud.
A huge impact swept across all directions, and the entire valley collapsed, rumbling and rolling back, filling the entire valley.
"Why?"
Fang Yuan was extremely surprised, looking at the collapsed valley, full of doubts.
He has never met these people, and has no hatred, nor does he know why these people fight against him as soon as they come up.
In the end, the opponent was obviously defeated, but he still refused to bow his head. He first struck to death the young man who might have leaked something in order to survive, and then after letting out a long sigh, he chose to do it himself without hesitation. Destroy the golden elixir!
How much do you have to hate yourself to fight to this extent
But listening to what he said at the end, I didn’t feel that he hated himself very much...
"Where did such a group of lunatics come from..."
The three old devils also came over at this time, and they were as full of suspicion as Fang Yuan.
There are many fierce people on the snowfield, but when the opponent is weak, I will be the master, and when the opponent is strong, I will kneel down. This is the normal state that everyone can accept. People like this will fight as soon as they come up, and kill themselves if they can't be beaten. In their opinion, that is unreasonable...
"Dig out the three Dharma boats in this valley..."
Fang Yuan was silent for a moment and then gave instructions to the three of them in a low voice.
He is not a fool. From this bizarre experience, he has vaguely guessed something...
The three demons looked at each other and had no choice but to dig in the soil obediently.
The three of them came here just now with the intention of helping, but as soon as they arrived, they felt a sense of crisis. When they knew that someone had sacrificed the artifact, they immediately turned around and ran away without thinking. Wait until they When we rushed back, the overall situation was decided.
Although they didn't know how Fang Yuan had snatched the opponent's artifact just now, they were quite happy that they had survived a life-and-death battle. However, Fang Yuan's words forced them to squat here like coolies. I dug up the snow soil...
The power of the last middle-aged man's self-destruction golden elixir was very terrifying. Although Fang Yuan discovered it in time and bound him in the air with his magic power, preventing him from hurting anyone, the entire valley collapsed. The three Dharma boats were completely buried inside.
After all, the three old demons were quite advanced in cultivation and could not do anything else. It was no problem to dig the soil. It only took about a column of effort to dig out the valley again, and then they saw that the three magic boats were in good condition. They were at the bottom of the valley. The rocks collapsed just now, covering them underneath. The huge impact and weight did not hurt them at all, which showed that their defense was stable.
"These people are working so hard as soon as they come up. Is it just for these three Dharma boats?"
Without Fang Yuan's instructions, the three old devils went up and broke the seals on the dharma boat bit by bit. At the same time, they talked to each other strangely: "No matter how valuable the things in this dharma boat are, there is no need to take them one by one." Will you risk your life?"
"That's right, not all of the demons in our snowy plains are seeking wealth and killing..."
"Look what's inside this dharma boat... Oh my God!"
“…”
“…”
The three old demons who hurriedly dug out a Dharma boat and opened the seal on it suddenly exclaimed, and then they all took a breath of cold air and looked at the things inside the Dharma boat. It was as if he was suddenly petrified!
"Get out of your way!"
Fang Yuan also felt a shiver in his heart, gave instructions in a low voice, and stepped forward.
But the three demons, although they stepped aside as instructed, their eyes were still looking into the ark.
Looking at this look, it seems that he is reluctant to look away.
Then Fang Yuan looked over and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Finally, we knew what surprised these three demons.
The quality of the three dharma boats is extremely high. It is even higher than the one Fang Yuan bought through Manager Sun's relationship. It is even many times higher. Not only are the quality excellent, but more importantly, the three dharma boats are all of high quality. With some cave-like properties, the space inside is much larger than it looks, more than ten times larger, and the first magic boat opened by the three old devils is filled with dazzling... elves!
That's right, it's a spirit spirit, not a spirit stone!
It was actually filled with purple energy and extremely high-quality spirits. The Cave Heaven Dharma Boat was filled. As the three old devils opened the door of the warehouse, the spirits inside began to flow. It came out like a fountain. Not long after, a lake of elves gathered around the Dharma boat, and only less than half of the elves inside had flowed out at this time...
Fang Yuan was not a person who was greedy for money, but when he saw the dazzling warehouse full of spirits, his heart sank slightly.
"So many elves, there are... one hundred thousand... no... at least a million damn elves..."
Fei Guier let out a low cry, and his eyes were almost blinded by the elf.
Yan Laomo was holding the elf in his hands and was stunned. He just said blankly: "How many concubines do you have to keep?"
Bai Zhisou frowned, he was frightened and surprised, his old face wrinkled up: "No, no, where did so many elves come from, so many elves were transported to the snowy field What's the use? You can't spend it, and there are so many elves, so valuable, how can you only find a few people who are only in the Golden Core realm to be responsible for escorting them... "
(End of chapter)