In mid-air, in the center of the violent energy fluctuations, a wild bull phantom several zhang in size and emitting an earthy yellow light slowly dissipated. And not far away, Fang Chen's robe was torn, and his body was stained with blood, but in those dark eyes, there was a dazzling essence flickering, and his laughter rumbled, like a deafening thunder.

With just the strength of his physical body, he actually succeeded in receiving a brute bull collision blow that was enough to severely damage the vast majority of the martial artists at the peak of the Hua Dan Realm, although his right arm trembled and blood dripped from his hand, but all this was too insignificant compared to the results of this punch today.

In the distance, almost half of the three-color lotus flowers that had been successfully broken were about to flee quickly in the distance again, looking at this scene in the corner of his eyes, his body trembled suddenly, and his whole face couldn't help but tremble violently.

He knew that Fang Chen was strong, but this was almost an attack that erupted with all his strength, originally in his mind, although Fang Chen would definitely be able to break through, the time it would take could not be too short. After all, the Wild Bull Phantom has a strong resistance to the strength of the warrior. With this time, he was able to escape.

However, what he didn't expect was that Fang Chen didn't use his strength, but unexpectedly, using the most primitive method, he actually went head-to-head with the Brute Bull Phantom, and directly staged a barbaric collision in strength. And this result was even more than Xiao Xingkong's expectations, Fang Chen actually carried it down!

Although the final dissipation of the Wild Bull Phantom was not broken up by Fang Chen, just relying on the strength of his physical body to resist the blow of the Wild Bull's collision still shocked Xiao Xing's hollow heart incomparably.

This guy in front of him is not only strong and powerful, but even the strength of his body is so terrifying, he is simply a non-human existence, the demon of evil, if he didn't know that Fang Chen couldn't be a demon beast, Xiao Xingkong at this time would have to wonder if Fang Chen was the heir of a supreme demon beast. How could it be...... Perverted!

"Run, run, run!" Looking at Fang Chen's gaze towards him again, Xiao Xingkong's heart trembled fiercely, his face changed greatly, he couldn't care about anything else, and hurriedly ran away again.

In the dark pupils, Xiao Xingkong's figure of fleeing in a hurry was reflected, and Fang Chen's eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't see the slightest hint of joy and anger. He shook his arm slightly, and a flash of light suddenly flashed on the palm of his hand, which had been a little bloody under the collision with the brute bull, and then, the injury on the entire palm of his hand recovered quickly at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Under the quenching body of Lei Chi, not only did the strength of his physical body skyrocket, but also his own recovery power far exceeded that of martial artists in the same realm, and could even be comparable to some powerful demon beasts.

The faint gaze, indifferently looking at Xiao Xingkong, whose figure in his line of sight was getting smaller and smaller, the light and shadow flickered under Fang Chen's feet, and the whole person took one step at a time, and a thunderclap sounded out of thin air, instantly spanning a distance of dozens of zhang, and swept away like a volley of empty steps.

Since the power of thunder was fused with the qi of creation in his body, Fang Chen's original extremely transcendent body technique was now even more miraculous, every step he took, there would be a sound of thunder, and in the midst of the loud bang, the heavens and the earth seemed to be infinitely shrunk under his feet, directly crossing countless distances.

One step, two steps, three steps...... Fang Chen, who was originally about thirty zhang away from Xiao Xingkong, after taking the seventh step, the whole person had already arrived first and appeared in front of Xiao Xingkong.

"Do you want to escape?" With a grim smile on his face, Fang Chen put his hands behind his back, and just looked at Xiao Xingkong lightly, his eyes with a look down.

"Kill!" With an angry roar, Xiao Xingkong's whole body Dan Qi exploded, and the tyrannical energy swept away all the surrounding air.

Bang bang bang!

In mid-air, two figures were fighting rapidly, and the dull impact sound rang out vigorously, blood fell from the air, and a faint layer of blood mist slowly rose up.

After about a few dozen breaths.

A black shadow was slashed down from mid-air, and then smashed heavily on the ground like a meteor catching the moon.

Bang!

A thick layer of blood mist rose violently from the moment the black shadow hit the ground.

"Dead. Not far away, his eyes were firmly fixed in his sight, and the black shadow on the ground that was almost indistinguishable from the human form, the corner of Zuo Zongshou's eyes twitched violently.

Xiao Xingkong, who was the young master of the Houtu Sect, died like this, and he was killed by life!

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Fang Chen's body shook, and a touch of energy suddenly swept through his body, clearing all the blood stains on his body, and then, he walked down from mid-air leisurely.

"Let's go, the movement here may have attracted the attention of others. He said, glancing around. Immediately, with a wave of his robe, a wave of energy gushed out, crushing Xiao Xingkong's corpse into powder and completely dissipating it between heaven and earth.

Hearing this, Zuo Zongshou was stunned. The young master of the Houtu Sect was killed, this is definitely a big deal, it can be imagined, what level of turmoil it will cause later, and if it is found out that it is the two of them, I am afraid that whether it is Fang Chen or his Zuo Zongshou at that time, it will be difficult to escape death. After all, that's the heir of the sect master!

Without any hesitation, the two of them moved instantly, turning into two Changhong and leaving instantly.

And after Fang Chen and Zuo Zongshou left, in the faint blood mist that was originally floating in mid-air, there was suddenly a touch of earthy yellow light flickering. In the earthy yellow light, there was an extremely illusory figure about the size of a palm. That figure, if you look closely, it is the appearance of Xiao Xingkong, but it has been shrunk countless times.

He glanced at Fang Chen and Zuo Zongshou in the direction of their departure with resentful eyes, and then let out a scream and fled into the void in front of him.

Houtu Sect.

This is a secret room, about ten zhang in the size of the secret room, rows of neatly placed spirit cards, each piece of about the size of a palm, engraved with the corresponding name.

If you pay close attention, you will find that the names engraved on the tokens placed in the highest row are all some of the people at the peak of the Houtu Sect, the sect master, the great elders, and other high-ranking and powerful people are all above them, and below them, there are some elders, or a small number of true disciples, and below, there are some more outstanding inner disciples.

The spirit card does not have much use, and its role is only one, that is, to facilitate the Houtu Sect to know the life and death status of the owner of this token. Once the person corresponding to each spirit card falls, the spirit card will also be shattered.

However, the most inferior people in this secret room are all inner disciples, who are powerful, and with the strength of the Houtu Sect, very few people dare to provoke. The number of falls each year has always been within the number of five fingers, so in the entire large secret room, only a warrior of the Houtu Sect is responsible for observing the situation here all year round.

This is a middle-aged man in a gray robe, as usual, when it is time, his eyes casually scanned the rows of spirit cards, and after making sure that it is correct, the middle-aged man in gray robe is about to turn around and leave.

And yet at this very moment.

Click!

An extremely crisp voice suddenly sounded in the quiet secret room, causing the middle-aged man who was about to turn around and leave to froze suddenly. His face changed, and his gaze looked straight in the direction from which the clicking sound had come.

This is a small and inconspicuous looking tile in the last few rows. Seeing the position of this spirit card, the gray-clothed middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and the last few rows showed that this person should only be an inner disciple. Although the fall of the inner disciples is not a trivial matter, it is not a big deal for the Houtu Sect, and every year, there are indeed so many inner disciples who fall.

Then when the gray-clothed middle-aged man's gaze fell on the broken spirit card that had been shattered almost half with a clicking sound, his pupils suddenly shrank.

On the broken spirit card, three eye-catching words appeared in his sight.

"Xiao Xingkong!"

"Young Sect Master, it's the Young Sect Master who has an accident!"

The gray-clothed middle-aged man trembled, and his body almost fell to the ground as soon as he went limp. Among the many spirit cards placed in the secret room here, the lowest ones are almost all inner disciples, but there is only one exception, and that is Xiao Xingkong, who is the son of the sect master and is still at the peak of the Hua Dan Realm. Although the higher the position of the spirit card, the higher the status in the Houtu Sect, and Xiao Xingkong's spirit card is placed in the last few rows.

It's just that Xiao Xingkong, who is the son of the sect master and has extremely high talent, is Xiao Xingkong, who is favored by the sect master and even many elders, really not have a high status?

Apparently not.

The middle-aged man in gray knew very well how serious this matter was.

"Huh?" At this moment, the gray-clothed middle-aged man stared, and in his sight, the spirit card representing Xiao Xingkong, after most of it was broken, was no longer broken, but stopped extremely magically.

"The young sect master is not dead yet. The middle-aged man in gray muttered to himself.

The spirit card is completely broken, which means that this person is dead, and at this time, Xiao Xingkong's situation, although it should be extremely poor, is obviously still some distance from death.

With a tremor in his heart, the middle-aged man in gray did not dare to delay at all, and immediately staggered out of the secret room and spread the news.

The young sect master Xiao Xingkong had an accident in the Colorful Saint Realm, and he almost died, and for a while, it shook the entire Houtu Sect. Countless powerful divine thoughts broke through the air.

At the same time as the Houtu Sect caused an uproar, in the Colorful Saint Realm, Fang Chen and Zuo Zongshou, after many days of long journey, have finally walked out of this thunder abyss that has been shrouded in thunder all year round.

"Is that the land of inheritance?"

Fang Chen and Zuo Zongshou, who walked out of the abyss of the Thunder Domain, looked at the gray area in the distance, which seemed to be shrouded in an extremely thick layer of gray mist, and their eyes shimmered.

In the area covered with gray mist, small dirt slopes could be faintly seen.

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