What was originally a fierce fight suddenly became quiet.
Only this piece of land covered with barren faces is clearly visible.
Within a radius of dozens of miles, almost no mountains, rivers and peaks are intact, and the rivers have dried up.
There were dead trees everywhere and wildfires burning.
In mid-air, the three dark messengers sneered in their hearts, but they were also a little frightened. They didn't expect that they would encounter such a difficult master after they had already taken advantage of them. If they hadn't each had their own unique abilities, It is really difficult to suppress magical powers by force.
But now it has finally been resolved. Not only is the guy dead, there is not even a scum left.
"Senior Brother Fang Yuan..."
Luo Feiling was almost stunned. She screamed loudly and struggled to escape from the hands of the three old monsters that were pestering her. She drew a straight red line with her figure and rushed to the place where Fang Yuan was trapped. Her eyes Looking nervously at this desolate land, there was no trace of Fang Yuan's existence at all. He suddenly froze and stood there stupidly, as if he had lost his soul.
"Haha, it was unintentional, you little lover, you turned out to be such an overestimating master!"
Compared with her, Mai Wenji had a happy face, laughed loudly, and looked at Lu Xinyao with a look of pride in her eyes.
"Haha, not bad, not inferior to the Little Saint of Zhongzhou!"
After hearing what he said, the hunchbacked mountain envoy sneered slightly and said: "If the three of us hadn't joined forces, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to control him. It would be a pity that such a skill would turn into ashes. If you ask about the opportunity, just talk about it. I'm afraid he's not inferior to you in terms of cultivation, right?"
After hearing this, Mai Wenji's face became a little uneasy, and he sneered and said: "No matter how great your skills are, you are still dead?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Wu Xinzhi Lu Xinyao, as if to see through her identity.
Wuxin made Lu Xinyao look expressionless at this time. Seeing Fang Yuan turn into ashes, she felt much lighter at first, but now, seeing Luo Feiling standing blankly looking at the field, Fang Yuan was dead. At the scene of the traces, my heart suddenly became a little confused, especially when I noticed the proud and arrogant expression that Mai Wenji looked at me, I felt even more unhappy!
It seemed that my heart suddenly became a little empty.
"Aren't you crazy?"
"You're obviously a poor guy who can't even eat enough, but he never learns how to flatter others. He's beaten until his face is covered in blood, and you stand straight there without taking a step back. It's always hard for people to understand. You Why can you have that kind of arrogance that doesn't belong to you?"
"Do you think you can look down on us after ranking first on the Immortal Ranking?"
"The top spot on the immortal list has finally been canceled for you!"
"Do you think that because you have become a true descendant of the Immortal Sect, you can look down on us?"
"But in the end, you were forced to escape from the division!"
"You are conceited, thinking that you are very smart, and that you are great. In Wuchi Kingdom, under those circumstances, you ruined my big things. You are really amazing. You soared into the sky, your reputation was astonishing, and you ruined the world step by step. He came to the Jin family's secret place in the city, and captured the leader of the Six Paths in Zhongzhou. He returned to Yunzhou and destroyed the Yinshan Sect with one person. He suppressed our former immortal sect so much that they couldn't hold their heads up in front of you alone. They worshiped you as a god, and even I heard that you can cultivate into the Supreme Nascent Soul even if your cultivation path is cut off..."
The more she thought about it, the more relieved she felt, and her heart was even filled with an indescribable pleasure. She almost couldn't help laughing loudly, and the voice in her heart almost rushed out of her mouth: "Haha, but no matter what, You are still dead..."
"You are so capable, but you still die..."
"You have done so many world-famous things, you have displayed so much prestige, and yet you still..."
Thoughts were swirling in her mind, and she remembered so many things that Fang Yuan had done. She knew every one of them very clearly. When she heard about it at the beginning, she felt depressed in her heart. But the more she thought about it, the more she thought about Fang Yuan's death in her own body. In the hands of the puppet, she felt more and more happy, but inexplicably, when she remembered one by one what she had carefully asked about Fang Yuan's actions, she suddenly felt uneasy.
An idea that cannot be described in words and exists only in intuition arises.
"its not right… "
"You have gone through so many dangerous things and you didn't die, but you died here?"
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The moment this thought appeared, Lu Xinyao's heart suddenly changed slightly, and she raised her head and swept into the air.
At this time, the sky was empty and filled with dark clouds.
It's all because their magic power just now was too powerful, which caused changes in the surrounding celestial phenomena, and the world was blurred.
In mid-air, the Maid Wenjiao and the hunchbacked mountain envoy were looking coldly at Luo Feiling, who was standing blankly below.
Although Luo Feiling is the little saint of Wangqing Island in the South China Sea, she must have some unknown methods, but since they have taken advantage of it, they will naturally not be afraid of her. At this time, they are ready to mobilize the remaining strength. , take her down too!
Because of the suppression of Fang Yuan just now, Mai Wenji's formation flags, the ten divine corpses carrying the mountain envoy on their backs, and even his most powerful puppet King Zhou, all gathered below in order to trap and kill Fang Yuan. Go, even her three guardians, because they were ordered by her to keep pestering her, so Luo Feiling rushed down at this time, and they followed her...
Lu Xinyao's heart suddenly became cold!
Suddenly, he remembered what Fang Yuan had said before: "You are not hunting me, but I am hunting you!"
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"Haha, this little saint of the South China Sea looks so pitiful, why not take her down too!"
When Mai Wen was satisfied, she looked at Luo Feiling and laughed.
The hunchback carrying the mountain envoy also showed a cold look on his face and sighed: "It is a good material, but it is a pity that it cannot be used to sacrifice the corpse of the gods..."
While the two were talking, they saw Lu Xinyao's three protectors rushing towards Luo Feiling. They remembered that Fang Yuan was killed by her puppet just now. If the little saint of the South China Sea was also killed by her puppet, Well, wouldn't it mean that she had robbed her of all the credit, so both of them had the same idea, and they wanted to issue an order immediately to capture Luo Feiling first and then...
But at this moment, Luo Feiling, who was standing in a daze, suddenly raised his head.
Smiled at the two of them!
Mai Yi asked the envoy and the hunchbacked mountain envoy were stunned for a moment, why is this little saint laughing
"careful… "
In the mid-air not far away, Lu Xinyao suddenly screamed.
The voice was so frightening and filled with sadness that it made both of them feel numb.
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"Wow"
At this moment, above their heads, in the clouds, a qi machine suddenly rose.
I don’t know how long I had been preparing for that qi machine. I suddenly raised all my magic power, but it was like a star suddenly rising in the dark night. And this star burst into light in an instant and turned into A scorching sun that cannot be looked directly at!
The dark clouds in the sky were shattered, and in the mist, there was a figure, wearing a green robe and standing tall.
It's Fang Yuan!
Fang Yuan appeared from mid-air, not to mention shattered into pieces, with almost no injuries on his body. He didn't know how long he had been preparing for it. The sword intent of this sword was already extremely strong and concentrated. The moment he appeared, his sword intent rose up mightily, like substance, like heavy snow, spreading out in a vast and raging way without a trace!
At the same time, a toad appeared next to him.
The toad raised its head, opened its mouth, and spit out a skull-shaped sword hilt.
Fang Yuan held the hilt of the sword with his backhand and pulled out a sword from its belly.
That sword carried an extremely evil aura. As the sword was unsheathed, countless black shadows appeared in the air, thousands of them, each with an indescribable aura of violence. , Wu Yangyang flew in the air...
"Uh-huh!"
Fang Yuan held the sword in his back and swung it down.
Along with the sword spirit he had honed for ten years in the snowfield, the evil sword in his hand fell hard.
Instead of slashing at one of them, he slashed at three messengers at the same time!
In this misty world, it was like a scorching sun turning into three meteors, striking directly at the three messengers of darkness.
"It's actually fake death..."
At this moment, Lu Xinyao was so shocked that the hairs on her back stood up, and her voice was mixed with hatred or anger.
"This guy... is still so vicious!"
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I wish you all good health, happiness and good health... From the old ghost who has no partner!
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