In the scorched black, Fang Mo slowly got up.

The oath was fulfilled, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it at all, after all, the Heavenly Dao oath was not something in his own home, and he could play casually.

This thing, which didn't directly kill him, already made him very happy.

After all, the oath of Heaven not to die was enough to make him feel how invincible he was.

In fact, at the beginning, he was still very worried, after all, this is not an ordinary trivial matter, who knows if the Heavenly Dao Oath can really destroy him?

Especially, after the power of heaven and earth came, Fang Mo felt even more numb in his scalp.

That feeling really made him feel like he was dead.

Fortunately, as his body slowly regrouped, he came back to life, although he was a pile of dust just now, but now, he survived again.

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't make it?!"

Fang Mo looked up to the sky and roared, quite a bit of Yuanba's demeanor, he just wanted to make this guy understand that not everyone can be destroyed, especially someone like him, it is even more impossible.

Something seemed to be brewing in the sky.

The next moment,

Suddenly, one thunderbolt after another appeared.

Click!

Thunder began to land

Suddenly, Fang Mo felt that he had lost consciousness.

At that moment, he just knew that it looked like he was going to fuck him to death again.

The other side.

When Zhang Lian saw the power of heaven and earth, the hair on his body stood up, because he found that there was still some meaning aimed at him.

It's just that it seems to have been bypassed by the Heavenly Dao, as if he did a good job and didn't break his promise.

But even so, it still scared him half to death.

He never wanted to experience this feeling again.

It was precisely because of this that he felt that he must not betray Fang Mo, but instead had to find ways to make himself stronger, so strong that people could not do anything to him, so strong that no one else could do anything to him.

He must find a way.

Otherwise, the feeling of being stared at by this kind of thunder at any time is not very good.

Especially, at that moment, his heart was obviously trembling, it was a kind of fear, and it would never be fake.

It's fear, and he's afraid.

But this seems to be very normal, if he is not even afraid of the Heavenly Dao, then what else does he need to be afraid of?

"Oh my God!"

Fang Mo got up again, looked at the sky, and wanted to speak, but quickly covered his mouth.

The feeling of death, although it is very exciting and exciting, especially the feeling of comfort at the moment when the body is overpowered, it makes him happy, but ......

He really didn't want to experience it again, because it would end up being painful, and even for a moment, he would lose all consciousness.

The rest is fine, but he really doesn't want to experience this loss of consciousness.

That made him feel like he was really dead.

"Whew!"

Fang Mo took a deep breath and looked at the sky with some fear, then muttered, "Good guy, is there really someone watching in the sky, isn't it just scolding?"

There are so many people in the other world, who keep scolding their mothers, and they don't see you punishing them.

But yes, that world is materialistic.

No, Lao Tzu is also materialistic!

Come on, I'm afraid you're the son of a turtle!"

Fang Mo suddenly felt that he couldn't be afraid.

I'm afraid, isn't there really some gods and monsters?

Although there were indeed them, they seemed to him to be the same as people, and they were not monsters at all, let alone ghosts, so he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with them.

But it seems that the things in the sky should never exist.

At the very least, if this thing existed, it would make him feel like he was being watched all the time.

That feeling is definitely not going to be very comfortable.

“......”

Thundered!

In the sky, another round began to brew.

However, soon Fang Mo saw that those things were all scattered.

"Hahaha, the Heavenly Way of the Turtle Son, do you think Lao Tzu is afraid of you?" Fang Mo's eyes widened, and he laughed out loud.

Actually, he was very afraid.

However, some beliefs in his heart made him forget this fear, and then regarded all this as the same thing, anyway, for Fang Mo, the most important point was that he couldn't be frightened by this thing.

Otherwise, it's a real shame, not a fake.

He didn't want to be embarrassed, and he didn't want his deeds to be played out like this.

......

The sky was calm.

A figure approached quickly from a distance, one ravine after another, as if it didn't exist in his eyes.

This person is none other than Zhang Jingu.

When he was in the sect just now, he suddenly thought of Fang Mo, and then went to observe the life lamp.

That look almost didn't scare him to death.

One moment dies, the next comes back to life, crackling as if some ingredients have been added.

Not to mention him, even the leader of the Demon Alliance who came with him was at a loss, because he obviously didn't know what was going on.

So, Zhang Jingu quickly found Fang Mo's trace through some techniques.

He's going to see what the hell this guy is doing.

Soon, the place arrived.

In a pit, he saw Fang Mo who was shrunk inside, and there were traces of thunder splitting around him, especially in the sky, there was a dark cloud surrounding here.

This made Zhang Jingu greatly surprised, among all the things he received since he was a child, there was not the slightest record of this thing.

What the hell.

There will be a thunderbolt landing, is it so terrifying?

In particular, he also saw many, many wonderful scenes.

"Fang Mo, what are you doing there, do you want to be a turtle, or do you just don't want to come out, come out for me!" he shouted.

Fang Mo ran out of it with a roll, looked at the sky, and said to Zhang Jingu with some trepidation in his eyes, "You don't know, just now this thief seemed to be sick, and thunder kept falling, fortunately I ran fast, otherwise I would have been chopped to death." ”

"......" Zhang Jingu.

Seeing this guy again, especially when the other party was not dressed yet, Zhang Jingu was actually very surprised, but what surprised him the most was his words at this time.

What is this called?

What is a thief, God, don't you see that there are clouds gathering in the sky?

This is not afraid of being hacked to death by thunder!!

"Can you not speak?" Zhang Jingu's heart was fluttering and jumping, as if he had met his wife in the early years.

Of course, he is not that the other party is unmoved, but that it is too terrifying at this time, and if the thunder lands, they will have to die together.