In the past, although the Danshi of the Xiongzhumen also made a lot of mortals feel hated, but at least the Danshi of the Xiongzhumen did not do things too out of line, and they would not torture other monks for fun, they had always felt that the Danshi of the Xiongzhumen was not a good thing, and now with the comparison, they knew that the Danshi of the Xiongzhumen was already quite good, at least compared with Fang Dang, it could be called a benevolent purpose.

These mortals stared at Fang Dang one by one with fiery eyes, and some of the monks were even more impatient, but they knew that even if there were 10,000 of them, they would not be able to kill Fang Dang, if they did it rashly, it would only bring Fang Dang's cold-blooded revenge, and then the tens of thousands of mortals behind them would die without a place to bury.

These monks were tormented one by one, their faces were bloody, but there was no way at all, if there was a catastrophe in this world, if they could also become Danshi, in that case, they would definitely crush Fang Dang and trample on it, this world is too unfair, this world is too unfair, countless monks shouted one after another in their hearts.

Fang Dang's pupils reflected the burning flames, and the flames were turning Zhenwang into ashes every minute and every second.

Suddenly, Fang Dang's pupils brightened, and the light inside flashed, and a bright golden yellow flashed in the flames among Fang Dang's pupils.

The flames of fire are finally golden.

A round golden bead emerged after Zhenwang turned to ashes.

A smile appeared on Fang Dang's face, and those mortals and the monks only saw Zhenwang being burned to ashes in their eyes, and their eyes were about to split, and their eyes were staring at Fang Dang with a pair of eyes, eager to eat Fang Dang.

"Fang Dang, what do you want to do after killing Zhenwang?" In fact, Zhenwang is not the highest cultivation among these monks, there is an old man who is slightly higher than Zhenwang's cultivation among the monks, this old man watched Zhenwang die, at this time, thinking of Fang Dang's previous words, Fang Dang has already said, as long as Zhenwang can survive Fang Dang's attack, he will let go of all mortals, and now Zhenwang has not survived, so what will Fang Dang do next, what will he do?

Fang Dang looked at the old man, although Fang Dang's face showed a kind smile, but Fang Dang himself had an evil temperament, falling in the eyes of those who had a heart, Fang Dang's smile looked sinister and cunning, Fang Dang said: "It's really not good, isn't there still you?"

The monks behind the old man were all stunned, and several monks immediately shouted: "Fang Dang, you dare!"

In the eyes of a group of monks and mortals, this old man is like the status of the ancestral dragon in the dragon clan, it can be called a living myth, even the Danshi of the male main sect will not be disrespectful to this old man, Fang Dang used a despicable method to torture and kill Zhenwang, and now he wants to poison their most respected myth, which is unbearable.

Now almost everyone can see that Fang Dang has no intention of letting anyone go at all, Fang Dang just treats abusing others as fun, it is impossible for such a guy to be trustworthy at all, besides, Fang Dang is a Danshi, he wants to kill a monk, then the monk still has a life?

"Fang Dang, if you want to kill, kill you, don't want to humiliate us!" several monks shouted, if they hadn't known that they couldn't do it, Fang Dang would have rolled up his sleeves and theorized with his fists.

Fang Dang didn't pay attention to the clamor of these people at all, just stared at the old man in front of him.

The old man replied without hesitation, "If I can survive your supernatural powers, will you let go of these mortals and monks behind me?"

Fang Dang smiled: "The monks behind you all think that I will never be trustworthy, do you think so too?"

The old man glanced at Fang Dang deeply, then nodded and said, "Anyway, it's all death, come!"

The corners of Fang Dang's mouth pulled a smile, and then a heavenly fire fell from the sky, smashing on the old man's back with a thud.

On this day, the sound of the fire turned into thousands of drops of fire, these flames surrounded the old man at once, and turned the old man into a sea of fire in an instant.

The old man frowned, but he didn't say a word, and sat cross-legged on the ground in the flames, just like a stubborn stone calcined by the flames.

The monks behind the old man all showed a sad look on their faces, this is indeed a tragedy, as a human race in this world, they can never defeat the Danshi, no matter how hard they try, they can only be trampled under the feet of others, and there will never be a day to turn over, but whenever there is a little chance, the old man must not want to use this method to protect the monks and the human race behind him, this must be a choice that has no choice but to be made.

If you can't defeat Fang Dang, you can only follow the rules set by Fang Dang, even if there is no way out under this rule!

A cry rang out in silence, and then the cry grew louder and wider, like the tide of the sea.

The tens of thousands of mortals were crying, including some monks, their eyes were red and tears were shining at the moment, in their eyes, Fang Dang was really too deceitful, these tears were wronged, there was self-blame, there was powerlessness, and more was anger, they hated this world, hated this world without heavenly calamity.

Fang Dang was naturally not swayed by this cry, his eyes were still on the old man who was constantly burned by the flames, this old man had a thicker foundation than he imagined.

Thinking about it, I also know that this old man should belong to the category of extremely high qualifications, and when he was young, he had already promoted his cultivation to the apex of the monk and opened the acupoints of the whole body, and since then, this old man's cultivation has probably never advanced even the slightest, in this case, it has been accumulating, over time, decades have passed, and the foundation of the old man has naturally thickened over time.

If you don't advance in practice, you will retreat, some people will stop when they can't go up to a certain extent, and then slowly decline step by step, some people are aliens, although the practice has come to an end, but it is still accumulating, just like the old wine, the longer the more fragrant it is, of course, if the monk dies, the more fragrant the wine will stink.

Obviously, this old man belongs to this type of existence.

The old man was burned by the flames, not moving at all, at first Fang Dang just thought that this old man was very good, but now, Fang Dang had to say that this old man surprised him.

However, this old man gave Fang Dang a problem, that is, the flame couldn't help this old man, if it was smelted like this, this old man could hold on for at least three or five days, Fang Dang didn't have so long to spend with him.

The monks around were all very sad and indignant at first, originally thinking that the old man must also end up with Zhenwang, but a quarter of an hour passed, and the old man still did not change in the flames, and this quarter of an hour was enough to melt the two Zhenwang.

This made the monks lift their spirits one by one, and the despair in their eyes slowly turned into hope, at least this is a pair of eyes that can see hope.

The owners of these pairs of eyes were eager to cheer for the old man loudly, but they knew that they should not disturb the old man at this time, so as not to distract the old man, although this possibility is not very likely, but not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, all these monks have red skin, but their cheeks are bulging, and they are all suffocated.

Fang Dang stretched out his hand and pinched his chin, his brows slowly furrowed, and the monks who saw Fang Dang's frowning brows in the distance were filled with joy in their hearts.

Fang Dang looked at the old man, and suddenly opened his mouth, and suddenly spewed out a sudden ball of light, and suddenly threw himself into the flames.

The flame was as if it had been sprinkled with a layer of grease, and it burned and boiled with a hula.

Originally, the old man was motionless like a stubborn stone in this flame, but now, the flame swelled, and the old man in the flame felt the deepest, and the old man's brows began to be squeezed together layer by layer.

After another moment, the old man's feet began to be burned by the flames!

The monks around them all became nervous one by one, many of them shouted loudly, scolding Fang Dang for not being trustworthy, although Fang Dang never said that he would not add firewood to the fire, but Fang Dang's behavior undoubtedly made the monks and mortals feel that Fang Dang was playing tricks!

Fang Dang opened his mouth with a smile and spit out a breath of light and qi again, and slammed into the flames around the old man.

The flames rolled, speeding up the refining of the old man's body.

This downward swing finally stabbed the hornet's nest, and a group of monks and mortals rushed towards Fang Dang's side regardless of this time, eager to tear Fang Dang apart on the spot.

Although their cultivation is not high, and they will never be able to defeat the guy in front of them who can even torture and kill at will, if it is at any other time, they will endure this breath.

But now Fang Dang didn't give them any chance, since both horizontal and vertical were dead, then naturally it was up to them to choose their own way of death!

Fight, fight with him with your life!

Fang Dang didn't pay attention to the monks and mortals who rushed towards him at all, Fang Dang's gaze was still focused on the old man who was burned by the flames.

Fang Dang was surprised to find that the place where the old man's feet were burned by the flames showed a golden light, which ...... It was the first time Fang Dang had encountered such a situation.

When the group of mortals and monks rushed in front of Fang Dang, Fang Dang still didn't look at them, and at this moment, a golden bead with a brilliant light burst out of the ashes of Zhenwang that had been smelted into ashes.

The bead hung between the monk and Fang Dang at once.

The monks couldn't help but be stunned, and one of them even reached out and pinched a thunder trick, about to bombard the golden bead that blocked the way.

After the golden bead trembled back and forth a few times, there was a loud noise around the golden bead, and the sound was like a warning, shaking their hearts, which made the monks who were about to attack the golden bead couldn't help but pause.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

And from the golden bead suddenly came the voice of Zhenwang......