Poof, several streaks of blood flew into the air, everyone hung on Fang Fan's body like hyenas, the intoxicated expression was like drinking the elixir jade liquid, Fang Fan screamed in pain, the expression on his face suddenly became vicious, the osteitis was like a fire net dense all over the body, everyone sneered a few times and exploded, and the fire net suddenly became dazzling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This did not frighten the people around them, like a moth to a fire, this move only made the candle flame burn more vigorously.

If this continued, the moths might all be burned to death by the candle flames, but Fang Fan's body could no longer withstand the scorching of the osteopathy, his skin was cracked, and the cracks became deeper and deeper, and the bright red flesh was exposed and roasted.

The flesh is naturally no better than the invincible blood-sucking sword, and what the sword can withstand, the body can no longer bear.

Fang Fan didn't dare to let his body continue to burn, and the surrounding fire spirits attacked again, and the number was still not small.

Fang Fan sighed in his heart, the hole cards have been exhausted, if there is no turnaround, this will be a mortal game.

The sea of people flooded Fang Fan, only to see blood flowing all over the ground, no more fires, and no one burned to death, Fang Fan smiled bitterly, he was ready to be forced offline.

Although after going offline, the body will still stay in place, but he would rather go back to the medical hall directly than be bitten into white bones by the fire spirit, and then return to the medical hall to be resurrected, he is not a masochist, and being bullied will not give him any pleasure.

Just when he called up his personal panel, his trembling fingers were about to click on the forced offline, the accident happened.

A broad hand appeared in front of the window of the tall building, and in an instant, the arm stretched out like rubber, and it flew into a giant hand in the sky, swatting the crowd away like a fly, grabbing Fang Fan.

As soon as his body tightened, Fang Fan's fingers couldn't be pressed anymore, and his arms contracted rapidly, and when Fang Fan regained his body, he had already reached the top floor of the tall building.

The house was empty, not even a table or chair could be seen, as if it were uninhabited, but it was spotless, and there was not a single cobweb in the four corners of the walls.

"You...... Who are you? Fang Fan sat on the ground, took two breaths and asked, it was not that he deliberately exaggerated and was unwilling to get up, but that he didn't have the strength to get up at all.

In front of him was a beardless middle-aged man.

"I'm the owner of this building." The middle-aged man in a white shirt said.

Fang Fan shook his head helplessly, this sentence was no different from not saying it.

"Why did you save me?" Fang Fan looked at the middle-aged man of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone.

"I'm going to let you do something for me." Middle-aged humane.

Fang Fan frowned slightly and said, "What's the matter?"

"A very important thing." The middle-aged man's tone was very light, like an immortal who despised all beings.

He didn't seem to want to talk nonsense, but for Fang Fan, all he said was nonsense.

"What do you think they're doing?" The middle-aged man was still opposite Fang Fan one second, and moved to the window the next.

Fang Fan's eyelids jumped, and he turned his head to look downstairs, only to see that everyone was kneeling on the ground, and even their heads were buried deep in the soil.

"Worship you?" Fang Fan asked.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man smiled, shook his head slightly, and said, "They can't wait to eat my flesh raw, so why do they worship?"

Fang Fan turned his head to look downstairs again, all the people still couldn't kneel, only after careful inspection, they found that each of their bodies were trembling, the eyes that occasionally appeared flashed with fierce light, and they seemed to be carrying a big mountain on their backs, pressing them unable to get up.

"This is ......" Fang Fan looked at the middle-aged man.

"They are trapped here by me, and naturally they want to kill me, but they want to kill me?" The middle-aged man snorted: "Foolish dreams!"

"Why are you trapping them here?" Fang Fan asked, while running motionless like a mountain to recover from his injuries, although he was picked up by the middle-aged man, he was very afraid that the middle-aged man would suddenly burst out, who could he trust at this time?

Only the sword in hand.

Never put your hopes on one person, especially a stranger.

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and sighed: "Okay, I can't let you do things for me without knowing anything."

The middle-aged man finally returned from the sky to the earth, and this indiscrete sigh made him a little popular.

"These people are Qingli's soldiers, since you can come here, you should know who I'm talking about, right?" The middle-aged man asked.

Fang Fan nodded, but he was puzzled: "These people died thousands of years ago, why are they still here?" How did you get here? ”

"I wonder if you've ever heard of Taishangjiao?" The middle-aged man replied to the question.

Fang Fan shook his head, and then waited for the middle-aged man's next words.

The middle-aged man said a little sadly: "It seems that no one remembers, the Taishang Sect handed down from ancient times is no better than a century-old dynasty."

The middle-aged man laughed to himself.

"Since you don't know, let it turn to dust." The middle-aged man suddenly became indifferent.

"As for why these people still exist in this world." The middle-aged man looked down at the people downstairs, like an immortal looking down on all beings.

"It's because they have cultivated the supreme secret method of the Taishang Sect - Crossing the Soul, and they vainly want to celebrate the Qing Dynasty for thousands of generations, and Qingli can rule this world for the rest of their lives.

Now, you've seen the results. The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth were sneering.

"You mean, Emperor Qingli is still alive?" Fang Fan said.

Could it be that Emperor Qingli is the boss of the Huoluo Underground Palace?

"His soldiers are still alive, how can he not be alive?" The middle-aged man's smile was deep.

"If he's still alive, why don't you go up there?" Of course, Fang Fan could think of what terrifying things would happen to such a group of people on the ground.

"Because of me, he can't get out." Middle-aged humane.

Fang Fan paused for a moment and said, "Then what are you talking about crossing the soul?"

Although "Under Heaven" is a game, many things are not nonsense, birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws, a person who should have been dead for a thousand years is still alive, it is not normal, no one is alive, it is not normal, it is not normal, Fang Fan suddenly felt as if he had arrived in a Xianxia world, could it be that the game developers still have a Xianxia plot?

"When you meet the flesh as the body, when you meet the water and fire as the spirit, this is the soul." The middle-aged man said lightly.

Hearing this, Fang Fan was even more determined, isn't this the snatching up in Xianxia?

If these people don't have a body, can they be considered a failure?

Therefore, Fang Fan's expression became weird, and he even listened to the middle-aged man's explanation of the soul crossing, he was very concerned about whether he would reveal the secret method of crossing the soul, would it be too?

Later, he thought about it again, "Under Heaven" also seemed to have had an incident, and Fang Fan was sure that the developer definitely had a Xianxia fan.

"Then how did he get the Soul Crossing from you?" Although the middle-aged man didn't say it explicitly, Fang Fan could still guess more or less that he had something to do with the Taishang Sect.

"Is it rare for a king to see something in the hands of his subjects?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, his smile seemed to have endless sadness, and it seemed to contain a lot of things, which was far from being explained in one sentence.