Fan Yang's expression looked full of grievances, as if he really didn't know that Chu Mo would make a move, his eyes didn't dodge the slightest bit, and he looked extremely sincere.
Shui Yiyi looked at Fan Yang coldly, with a bit of helplessness in her anger. Anyway, Fan Yang has been his follower for some years, and he has always been loyal and never disobeyed her. Seeing Fan Yang's aggrieved gaze, Shui Yiyi really doubted at this moment whether Fan Yang had intentions or not.
What a coincidence just now!
If Fan Yang hadn't appeared directly in the attacking route of Chu Mo's knife, the cultivator of the third heaven of the emperor would have been slashed by Chu Mo's knife!
Let's say he is interested, it seems unlikely, let alone that the two parties do not belong to the same camp, even if Fan Yang really wants to do something, he can't bet on his own life. Because if Chu Mo didn't take back that knife, even he would be beheaded; but saying that he had no intentions, everyone felt a little unjustified, because this kind of mistake was really too low-level!
Even a person without much combat experience should not appear in that position at that time.
The eyes of Xiao Changping, who was resting in meditation over there, flickered. Although he has been recovering from his injuries, he has not given up on paying attention to this side. Therefore, no one knows the whole process better than him. But there are some things that he can't say openly. So Xiao Changping directly sent a voice transmission to Chu Mo: "That person named Fan Yang wants to trick you! Just before you did it, he communicated with that emperor. Although he concealed it very well, it is definitely a voice transmission between them." Then, the moment you slashed past, he was stuck in that position just right, just betting that you couldn’t even slash him. It created a chance for that bastard emperor to escape. Be careful, the one called There is definitely something wrong with Fan Yang's people!"
Chu Mo responded, "I see."
Afterwards, Chu Mo looked at Shui Yiyi and said, "This is the end of the matter, it's useless to say anything else. Let's go quickly, or it will be dangerous if that person brings us in to help."
When Chu Mo said these words, his powerful and incomparable consciousness kept locking on Fan Yang.
Chu Mo's spiritual consciousness far exceeds his current realm, and has entered the realm of the emperor. Therefore, his consciousness locked onto Fan Yang, and Fan Yang had no way of detecting it. Chu Mo found that when he said these words, the mental fluctuations in his reaction were obviously abnormal.
Chu Mo remained calm and looked at Chu Qing: "What do you think, sister?"
Chu Qing also didn't say anything, and nodded: "Since there is a misunderstanding, let's leave quickly." After speaking, Chu Qing glanced at Xiao Changping: "Friend Daoist Xiao, are you okay?"
Xiao Changping stood up at this time, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your help, I'm fine, I won't die!"
"Okay, let's go quickly." Chu Qing said without looking at Fan Yang.
Hu Lie and Yue Qingcheng didn't say much, although there was some anger on their faces.
Only Shui Yiyi looked embarrassed. Although she also noticed something, she couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it. But at this moment, in her heart, it was the most uncomfortable.
A group of people left here immediately, and continued to move toward the depths of the Heavenly Road.
For three days in a row, there was no movement. Although a few relatively powerful native creatures of the Heavenly Road appeared on the road, with the joint efforts of everyone, they all survived without any danger.
In several battles, Fan Yang was very active. Although he didn't say anything, it gave people a feeling that he was atoning for his sins.
Everyone seems to have gradually forgotten about that matter. After Xiao Changping recovered from his injuries, he did not leave alone again. His purpose is also to enter the depths of the celestial road to enlighten the Tao, and it will be safer to be with these people.
On the night of the fifth day, everyone stayed in a wasteland and lived by a lake.
In everyone's storage ring, there are tents, not too far apart from each other, but not too close. It belongs to the kind of thing that everyone can respond to in the first time, but it does not affect the distance between each other's cultivation.
Fan Yang was sitting in his tent with a cold face, gloomy eyes, and an aura of resentment exuding from his body.
He first took out an ancient magic weapon from the storage ring, which looked like a disc with intricate patterns carved on it. There is a crack that almost runs through the entire surface of the magic vessel.
This is an ancient magic weapon that is a bit incomplete. It used to be a supreme weapon. Although it is incomplete, it is still powerful.
Fan Yang caressed the magic weapon, his eyes sparkled, as if hesitating about something. In the end, he gritted his teeth and made a decision. Inject power directly into this ancient magic weapon and activate it.
The magic weapon suddenly lit up, emitting a soft light, forming a defensive barrier, enclosing Fan Yang's body inside.
This is an ancient magic weapon to isolate the consciousness and sound. Of course, it has other uses, but it is used to isolate the consciousness and sound, but it has the power that the emperor cannot penetrate. If it is intact, the defense of this magic weapon can completely shield the emperor from probing!
But this is enough!
When the defensive barrier was completely formed, Fan Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and he coughed loudly a few times on purpose.
It was quiet outside, without a single sound.
Fan Yang can finally rest assured that this ancient magic weapon handed down by his family is still very useful.
"Yiyi, I'm sorry, you forced me! If you are still like the past, I will never do this kind of thing. But don't worry, I will treat you well in the future! If they backtrack and want to treat you If you make a move, even if you try to die, I will escort you out of here!"
Fan Yang muttered to himself as he stroked the ancient magic weapon: "Defense, isolation of consciousness and sound... Most importantly, it is a rare space magic weapon! It can take you directly and break through the void! Far away flee here as far away as possible. Of course, I hope that this ability will never be used."
As Fan Yang said, a ferocious look flashed in his eyes: "Chu Mo, you deserve to die! What qualifications do you have to get close to my Yiyi, a low-grade trash like you? You are just lucky enough to let you go Altar. Today, I will let you fall into the endless abyss! Don’t you have many powerful magic weapons? Aren’t you rich? Send you to those big guys on the road to heaven, I believe, they will definitely Will love it!"
As Fan Yang said, he spread out his palm directly, and there was a divine consciousness staying in the palm invisible to the naked eye!
That was a ray of consciousness belonging to the emperor of the triple heaven realm a few days ago! The other party gave him a piece of divine sense unconsciously, the purpose is to keep in touch with each other at any time.
Afterwards, Fan Yang took out the sound transmission stone, and carefully refined the divine consciousness into it.
Then, he activated the sound transmission stone, and from there... soon a cold voice was transmitted. Fan Yang's face showed a bit of excitement and nervousness. He subconsciously raised his head and glanced in the direction of the tent door.
The moment he raised his head, his face instantly turned pale, without a trace of blood.
The whole person is like a sculpture frozen there.