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The power of faith belongs only to those gods who have a godhead!

Even in the upper spiritual realm, some true immortals and golden immortals will compete to follow the gods and sow the seeds of faith.

But the power of faith they had collected could not be compared to the purity of the power of faith that had been passed on to Fang Lingjun at this time!

The jade-like white color is the purest representation of the power of faith!!

It shows that every person who dedicates his faith is wholeheartedly, without a trace of evil thoughts and impurities, and the other party Lingjun is 100% trusted and respected!

It's a pity that the power of faith is too thin......

That's right, how much faith can a small county town with 10,000 people create? !

If not, at this moment, the cursed little snake would not be pressed in the dantian and did not dare to come out, I am afraid that it would have already been restored and annihilated, even the initiator of the cursed little snake, the ancestor of the scale snake, would also be eaten by this power of faith, and finally the thousand-year-old Dao would be destroyed in one day!

This is not a joke, faith, but the power of the gods!

It is a great divine power that even the true immortals and golden immortals of the upper spiritual realm have to imitate, how can a small ninth-order demon beast resist it?!

Especially the trust of the people of Zhangzhou is so pure and sincere!

However, Fang Lingjun was not a god after all, she did not have the godhead crystal in the body of the gods that could collect, store, and use the power of faith.

At this time, the little snake can be suppressed, and it is only because that belief has been continuously transferred to Fang Lingjun's body through the guò statue, so that the belief will not be exhausted.

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As for Fang Lingjun, who had sobered up, he sat on the ground in a daze, looking at the light that came through the crack not far away. Caught in memories and contemplation.

The light. Like a miniature projector. Let her see the relief and relief on the face of the eldest grandson Linghua before he died, and let her see the daughters of the Fang family who fell in a pool of blood, knowing that they would die, but they must enter to save her.

Unconsciously, two tears slipped from the corners of Fang Lingjun's eyes.

Salty tears slid into the corners of his mouth, bringing out an indescribable bitter taste.

Fang Lingjun snorted and quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

A feeling of hunger and weakness struck his body. Now, Fang Lingjun's cultivation has been devoured by the cursed little snake, and she has nothing but the divine consciousness that has been devoured by the magic dagger to the late stage of qi cultivation. He is also a mortal!

For a mortal, eating, drinking, and Lazar are just the most ordinary and important things.

Fang Lingjun didn't know how long he had been asleep, and after waking up, he was naturally weak!

She tried to stand up, but found that she had not taken two steps before she was about to collapse, presumably because she had not eaten for too long.

However, she no longer has cultivation, and she can't untie the storage bag and take the Bigu Dan.

"I can't die here." Fang Lingjun gritted his teeth and stood up, using his strong willpower to support his body vitality.

Oh, yes. She can't die here.

How many people don't know whether she lives or dies for her, how can she give up on herself! What about laissez-faire!!

Disaster. Won't crush her!

It will only make her stronger and stronger!

In the face of the catastrophe, Fang Lingjun did not sink into passivity, she chose to live! Live well!!

Liuyun Continent, the humiliating place that once brought her infinite pain, she will definitely go back!

Not for those so-called revenge, revenge!

It's for the precious companions in your heart!

What's more, Dream Niang and they don't necessarily die! Therefore, she can't be passive! Even if there is still one in ten thousand hopes, she must do her best to cheer up!

Sharpen her knife edge, so that there is no enemy in the world who can stop her way!!

With a thought in his heart, Fang Lingjun didn't feel weak.

"Buzz~Buzz~" At this time, a buzzing sound of wings waving brought Fang Lingjun back to reality.

"Huh?" Fang Lingjun was shocked, and found that he still had a fire tongs ant stuck to his shoulder.

She gently removed the tongs ant and placed it in the palm of her hand.

Fang Lingjun didn't know anything about the environment she was in, just now she released her divine sense, trying to detect the scene on the ground, but it seemed that there was a layer of prohibition on the ground that isolated her divine sense, so that she couldn't clearly sense anything.

However, from the vague information fed back from the divine sense, Fang Lingjun knew that there was a lot of human breath on it.

It's not enough to know this information.

After all, she has no cultivation now, and her body is not strong.

If you meet someone with bad intentions, I'm afraid you will have to give your life to you!

So, she spat out a few words to the fire tong ant, and the fire tong ant flew away from Fang Lingjun's palm and burrowed into the crack on the top.

Fang Lingjun attached a trace of divine consciousness to the fire tong ant, so he only needed to close his eyes and use all his strength to sense, and he could observe the external situation through the fire tong ant's line of sight.

"Smack~!" The sound of a leather whip flicking on human flesh.

"Ah~!" As the whip sounded, frightened cries for mercy erupted from all sides.

It's a big dungeon, and it's a big dungeon, the width of a football field...... However, the dungeon is very small, and the reason why it is small is because there are so many people in it that there is hardly an inch of open space!

Tens of thousands of slaves were imprisoned, and every man, old and young, had disheveled hair and ragged clothes, and they had more or less blood marks from the whip.

Most of these people are mortals who have no spiritual power fluctuations, and the one in charge of their life and death is a monk in the foundation building period!

No wonder they are so panicked and frightened!

The monks in the foundation building period swept a whip at will, which was enough for mortals to suffer!

Fang Lingjun drove the fire tongs ant to avoid the eyes and ears of the foundation building monk and continued to fly.

However, after getting out of this cage, Fang Lingjun was surprised to find that there were countless similar dungeons?!!!

In every dungeon, tens of thousands of prisoners are imprisoned?!

Fang Lingjun's current divine consciousness strength only reached the level of the late stage of qi cultivation, and he could not drive the fire tongs ants from an infinite distance, so when he reached the limit of his divine sense, he let the fire tongs ants retreat underground.

In the tunnel in front of her, in addition to the crack in front of her, there is also a crack at the other end!

Fang Lingjun walked to the other end of the tunnel. The same was released.

However, this time I saw the scene. But it's very different from before.

That's also a dungeon. But there was no one in the dungeon, only a huge pool.

The pool is soaked in scarlet blood water, and if you look carefully, there is still a dazzling golden light in the blood water?!

Just when Fang Lingjun looked at the pool of water through the gaze of the fire tongs ant.

A huge human head suddenly burst out of the pool of blood, staring straight at Fang Lingjun!

"Ahh Fang Lingjun covered his chest, kicked back a few steps, and gasped for breath.

Her connection to the Thunderbolt Ant. was also interrupted by the shock just now.

Fortunately, after a while, the fire tongs ant flew back from the crack, and Fang Lingjun felt a little relieved.

And after a few days of careful observation, she also roughly figured out the details of this place.

However, knowing the truth, she frowned......

After the Ancient Boundary Breaking Talisman, she was indeed far away from the Flowing Cloud Continent.

But it's not completely detached.

Because, if she didn't guess wrong, this place should be the Western Demon Domain!

Although the Western Demon Domain is located in the westernmost part of the Liuyun Continent. However, it is not recognized by the cultivation forces of the Liuyun Continent. That's why it's called the 'Land of Exile'!

This land of exile. Separated from the bustling Liuyun Continent is a treacherous storm desert.

Here, there are demon cultivators everywhere.

And among them, the West Demon Palace is the number one force!

The place where Fang Lingjun was staying at the moment was the prison dungeon of the West Demon Palace, the number one force in the Western Demon Domain!!

Therefore, even if those famous and decent methods reach the sky, I am afraid it will be impossible to find Fang Lingjun.

However, Fang Lingjun didn't have much joy on his face.

Because, after a few days of careful exploration, she found that with her current ability, it was impossible to get out of this dungeon at all.

Even the second-order pincer ant, when it touched the innermost and weakest prohibition of the dungeon exit, it was almost killed instantly!!

And Fang Lingjun has also tried to run the "Ghost Water True Technique" cultivation in the past few days, but she found that the spiritual power in this dungeon seems to be imprisoned by some kind of power, and it can't be used by people at all!

Without the source of spiritual power, she would not be able to recover her cultivation at all, that is to say, she is just an ordinary mortal now!!

A mortal, don't say that you want to escape, that is, if you don't eat again, I am afraid that you will be starved to death!

Another day passed, and Fang Lingjun, who was yellow, hungry and thin, with cracked mouth and teeth, could no longer sit still.

From those frightened conversations in the cell overhead, Fang Lingjun learned that there were only two kinds of people in the dungeon.

One is a demon slave, and the other is a dead man!

And these people huddled in the dungeon are the demon slaves waiting to be marked as 'slaves', or the people who will die soon.

Fang Lingjun also finally knew why he couldn't cultivate here.

Because, only by becoming a demon slave can you be eligible to get the demon spirit stone for cultivation.

After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Lingjun finally stopped hesitating.

She carefully buried her storage bag, and all the valuables, in the corners of the tunnel.

She wore nothing but a tongus ant.

Taking advantage of the moment when the group of people in the dungeon were sent to fight the demon seal, Fang Lingjun quickly arched the secret grid above his head and jumped out of the tunnel.

Then he quietly moved the bricks back to their places and threw a thick layer of dry straw on them.

"Huh? How could one more person be missed?! A voice of confusion rang out outside the dungeon.

Then, I heard the man command: "You, get out of here!" Don't think you'll be able to hide there......" he said, waving his whip viciously.

What he didn't expect was that the mud-stained prisoner in the cell didn't dodge anymore, but walked out very obediently.

Seeing Fang Lingjun with his head down and trembling, the man was psychologically satisfied, but he didn't take off the whip in his hand.

"Count you interesting~!" The man snorted coldly and said, "Follow me!" ”

The messy black hair covered most of Fang Lingjun's face, although she lowered her head at this time, and at the same time followed the cell boss step by step, but she touched her muddy face, but she did not have half a cowardly look.

If the cell boss looked back at this moment, he would definitely be calmed by the perseverance in Fang Lingjun's eyes.

Fang Lingjun didn't plan to take the opportunity to escape.

She's just a mortal who subdues the power of chickens, where can she escape?!

Don't say you can't get out of the dungeon! I'm afraid that the cell boss in front of me in the foundation building period can whip her to death!

Therefore, she chose to be cruel to herself.

At this moment, it was time to make a decision, and there was no time for her to think, for the sake of her Fang clan daughters! For those who save her, they don't know whether they live or die! And for herself!

She must live well!

She doesn't just want to live! She also has to return to the Liuyun Continent with the most dazzling posture and stand on the top of the mountain, so that those who once wanted to covet the treasures on her body can only kowtow and look up!!

Therefore, only by becoming a demon slave can she live! to obtain cultivation resources!

It was the only choice she could make, and of course, she could choose to die proudly......

Perhaps, pain can really sharpen a person, at least, today's Fang Lingjun is no longer the straight but easy to break tender bamboo before.

She has already been tempered by the wind and frost in the long years, and the green bamboo is still the green bamboo, but even if the big storm comes, she can stretch and stretch freely, standing tall in the storm.

Because, her life is no longer her own.

She has too much love from too many people, and the weight is so heavy that Fang Lingjun has to cherish it.

Perhaps, this is called growth and maturity.

A fact that cannot be denied and cannot be changed.

……………… (To be continued......)