Chapter Thirty-Seven: All Captured

"Is this guy crazy?" Looking at the scene in front of him, Qin Ye was puzzled, his eyes full of doubts.

If you had faced this situation by yourself, you would have fled frantically. Although it may not be escaped, this is the first reaction of ordinary people in the face of a crisis. And this guy not only didn't run away, but walked towards the five of them step by step.

What did he want to do? Did he want to come over and surrender? Did he think he would be able to survive this way?

Thoughts flashed through Qin Ye's mind. He didn't think that Fang Chen had come to fight them. After all, in his eyes, the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, and there is no comparison at all, not so much desperate, but rather dying.

Not only him, watching Fang Chen come step by step, the rest of the people were also full of doubts, but in this slightly strange situation, surprisingly they didn't make a move towards Fang Chen, just looked at Fang Chen's figure step by step.

"Stop!" At this moment, Fang Botao suddenly shouted, his eyes full of vigilance.

Compared to others, he had personally experienced Fang Chen's tyrannical aura and cruel methods as if he had come out of the Nine Shadows, and he didn't believe that such a person would seek death, let alone such a ridiculous thing as Toucheng.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Looking at Fang Botao with a vigilant face, Fang Chen just smiled faintly at him, and walked towards them unhurriedly.

Three zhang, two zhang, one zhang...... The distance between the two sides is getting closer.

When Fang Chen was almost in front of him, Fang Nanxiao finally couldn't help but burst into action.

He shouted angrily, and a sharp wave of Gang Qi emanated from his body, and between his hands, bursts of qi explosions resounded, forming a storm in front of him, and terrifying Gang Qi brewed in it. At the same time, a powerful suction force emanated from it, sweeping towards Fang Chen.

"Little bastard!" Fang Nan Xiao smiled fiercely.

If you don't make a move, it's just that, one shot is amazing! This is a big killing move, even if a martial artist in the early stage of the Gang Qi Realm is caught in that terrible Gang Qi storm, he will be crushed to pieces, as for Fang Chen, in his opinion, even if he doesn't die, he will inevitably be plucked off a layer of skin!

However, the next moment, an incredible scene happened to Fang Nanxiao. Fang Chen didn't even resist in the slightest, and was swept up by the suction, and quickly approached the Gangqi Storm. However, on his face, Fang Nanxiao could still see the faint smile, and in the smile, there was no fear or reluctance, but there was a kind of ...... Taunt.

"Mockery?" Fang Nanxiao felt extremely incredible. Is this kid crazy? He can still laugh at this time, is he mocking himself?

Fang Chen was mocking someone, and when a bright purple completely exploded, Fang Nanxiao could be regarded as completely understanding.

A jet-black elixir was instantly sent into his mouth, and the light on Fang Chen's chest flashed, and a simple three-color oil lamp instantly appeared in front of him.

Showing a cold smile to Fang Nanxiao and the five people, Fang Chen suddenly held both sides of the oil lamp with both hands, and the energy of his whole body frantically poured into it.

Light blue, blue, lavender......

The light in the three-color wick kept changing, and the temperature around it suddenly skyrocketed.

Drink!

Finally, Fang Chen scolded. The hands that were clasped on both sides of the oil lamp also suddenly loosened at this moment, and under the wrapping of energy, the Qingliu ancient lamp that emitted a brilliant purple light suddenly flew towards Fang Ziyao and the others.

"What is this?!" Fang Nanxiao exclaimed.

Because he found that when the purple flame in the Qingliu Ancient Lamp swept out, the Gang Qi Storm that he had consumed a lot of energy to condense was as if it had been ignited, and it was constantly dissipating in the burning.

Not only Fang Nanxiao, but when the Qingliu Ancient Lantern was powerful and burst out with purple flames, Fang Ziyao and the others all realized that something was not good.

"Spirit weapon, this is Brother Muyang's Qingliu Ancient Lantern!" Qin Ye's face changed greatly, looking at the three-color ancient lantern flying towards him and the others, and exclaimed.

The Qingliu Ancient Lantern has a great reputation in the Yunchen Sect, and it can be called a big killer. Even among some spiritual weapons in the sect, the power can be ranked at the top of the extreme. Muyang once relied on the Qingliu Ancient Lamp, but he defeated a guy in the middle of the Gangqi Realm with the strength of the first time to enter the Gang Qi Realm, and what Mu Yang inspired at that time was only a blue light flame.

Qin Ye, who was familiar with the Qingliu Ancient Lamp, looked at the vast purple light flames around him, and his face was as ugly as he looked. The blue light flame can already threaten the martial artists in the early and middle stages of the Gangqi Realm, and this purple light flame can burn and kill the existence of the late stage of the Gangqi Realm, which is extremely terrifying!

"Damn!" scolded in a low voice, knowing that he couldn't break through the purple light flame no matter what, he simply stood motionless, and under the surge of the gang qi in his body, a layer of gang qi was formed on the surface of his body to resist the blazing sensation from the purple light flame.

He knew very well that although this Qingliu Ancient Lamp and Purple Light Flame were extremely terrifying, with Fang Chen's cultivation strength, it would be difficult to use it for a long time, and the powerhouse of the Cloud Dust Sect's Hua Dan Realm was not far from here, so it was impossible not to feel the strange situation here, as long as it was a little while, he would definitely rush over. When the time comes, their crisis will be over.

Not only Qin Ye, but after trying several times to tear the purple light flame and escape from the sea of fire to no avail, on the contrary, Hong Dali and the others, who had suffered a lot in the purple light flame, also began to calm down under the persuasion of Fang Ziyao and Qin Ye, standing in the sea of fire, a gang qi surging to form a gang qi shroud enveloping the five people, joining hands to resist the invasion of the purple light flame.

"Good...... It's so hot......"

Just when the four of them were struggling to resist, Fang Botao, who was under the protection of Fang Ziyao and the four of them, was sweating all over, as if he had been fished out of the water. His body was covered with sweat, but Fang Botao's face gradually appeared a dry and shrunken appearance.

A lot of water in his body is evaporating!

After all, he who has lost his cultivation is already a waste person without any strength at this time. Even under the protection of Fang Ziyao and the others, there was still billowing hot gas that continued to penetrate into the Gang Qi hood. These hot gases are still within the range of Fang Ziyao's four Gang Qi realm martial artists, but for Fang Botao, they are difficult to bear. In just a few breaths, his body was on the verge of collapse.

"Burn!" At this moment, Fang Chen shouted angrily, and the Qingliu Ancient Lamp with purple light and flame continued to hang down in midair, trembling slightly. The purple flames of light around Fang Ziyao and the five of them began to condense at this moment, the purple flames of light were constantly decreasing, but the purple beside Fang Ziyao and the five of them was getting more and more intense.

Bang!

The aura mask released by the four of them vibrated violently, and it seemed that it could be shattered at any moment. And the complexions of Fang Ziyao and the others were also difficult to see the extreme. Fang Botao's whole person was coiled together, and the skin exposed to the air was like dry land, crisscrossed by ravines, which was extremely terrifying. The breath of the whole person is also on the verge of dying.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a terrifying aura far beyond the Gang Qi Realm came from the air in the distance. At the same time, the harsh sound of the air being torn apart came from far and near. A blue figure scurried towards them.

"Stop!" Before anyone arrived, a rumbling sound containing the meaning of rage had already come, like a muffled thunder explosion, which made people's blood boil.

"It's coming so fast!" Fang Chen's eyes froze. He knew that this Cloud Dust Sect or the Black Water Gate's Huadan Realm martial artist had finally sensed the change in this place and was quickly coming.

The speed of the martial artists in the Hua Dan Realm was so fast, and at this time, although the Gang Qi Light Mask released by Fang Ziyao and the four of them was about to fall, it had not been completely blasted open. Now in front of Fang Chen, there are only two choices, one is to give up Fang Ziyao and the five people, turn around and flee back to Fang Mansion with Xia Lingyue, and the other is to continue to bombard, before the other party comes, blast through the Qi Mask of Fang Ziyao and the others, and capture them all.

It's just that unlike the former, if the latter fails, the consequences will be extremely serious. Fang Chen was about to face all the anger of a powerhouse in the Transformation Pill Realm.

It's just that at this critical time, will Fang Chen give up easily?

Inside the light mask, Fang Nanxiao, who was originally ugly, finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the roar of the powerhouse of the Transformation Pill Realm, and looked at Fang Chen with mockery in his eyes.

That's when —

Click!

An extremely obvious shattering sound suddenly sounded in their ears, and then, with a "bang", the Gang Qi light shield that shrouded everyone's bodies completely burst open.

The smile stiffened on his face, Fang Nanxiao and the others were pale, and they didn't have time to react. Call...... Without the barrier of the Gang Qi Light Mask, the purple light flame instantly submerged them like a tidal wave.

In mid-air, the sound of air explosions rang from far and near, and finally resounded completely in the mid-air above Fang Chen's head, and the air around him, like a wave of air, swept towards the surroundings. A blue figure stood in mid-air, with a slight chill on his face.

"You seem to be late. Fang Chen raised his head, revealing a brilliant face, and looked up with a smile at the Hua Dan Realm martial artist from the Cloud Dust Sect in mid-air.