"Don't defile the Smiley Face, you're simply insulting the name. Rong Fanchen said.

The black-clothed young man was indifferent, he looked at Rong Fanchen with a smile, and a bright dark demonic qi in his hand slowly rose and converged into a demonic blade.

"Just tie your hands, I don't like to do things that waste my strength!" the black-clothed young man sneered, and the magic blade in his hand fanned a terrifying wind, cutting towards Rong Fanchen.

Rong Fanchen's face was expressionless, the energy fluctuations he felt from this demon blade were not weaker than his Heaven Slashing Sword Technique, the opponent he encountered this time, the slightest carelessness would cause him to fall into death.

"Heaven Slashing Sword Technique!"

Rong Fanchen slashed out a chaotic sword light, this sword light contained his strongest sword source attainment, and it couldn't kill the Heavenly Demon Sect priest in front of him, at least it could be on par with it.

"Boom!"

The sword light and the demon blade were entangled with each other, and the terrifying energy collided together, and the terrifying waves of Dao Qi rushed out, and the two forces collided, and they were flat

The smile on the face of the black-clothed young man gradually turned cold, he had already sacrificed his strongest killing move, but he did not defeat Rong Fanchen with one blow, which surprised him.

His handsome and evil face looked at Rong Fanchen, who was emaciated, the latter's strength was not strong, but every move of martial arts was so strong, which made his smile gradually stop, for the first time, he felt that the resistance of the weak was so strong.

He is a powerhouse in the Transformation Realm, who is the enemy in the Transformation Bone Realm, unless Rong Fanchen has already entered the transformation artistic conception, how can he fight with him?

"What's the matter? The smiling demon stopped smiling?" Rong Fanchen couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he saw the young man in black like this, this arrogant guy just looked invincible in the world, and now he slapped his face, which really made Rong Fanchen's heart happy.

He also has the Dafa of Transforming Void and Refining Souls, as well as the help of the little black ball, otherwise, even if this smiling demon is a powerhouse in the Transformation Realm, if he is entangled, he will be defeated.

Because he has the Heavenly Desolate Bone, he unleashed the Seven Yuan Danyang to release his yang power, and constantly secretly replenished his Dao Qi, how could he be afraid of anyone? Unless the person who came was a Transformation Spirit, or even a Transformation God Realm powerhouse.

"Your Excellency, are you still obsessed? Rong Fanchen smiled faintly, and there was a cold color surging in his eyes.

The black-clothed young man's face was cloudy, the kid in front of him was really as the people in the sect said, the sky was desolate and the bones were in his body, his talent was amazing, and he was destined to soar into the heavens and the earth.

"Hmph, let you go today, don't be too happy, your soul, I'm going to enjoy it sooner or later, and your bones. The young man in black showed greed in his eyes, but he immediately restrained himself, shook his robe, snorted coldly, and turned into a black wind and swept away.

Seeing the smiling demon leaving, Rong Fanchen gasped heavily, and finally scared this demon away, if he really wanted to entangle, maybe he would really lose both.

Even with the blessing of the Heavenly Desolate Bone Recovery, there are still two major immortal gates in the vicinity, and he can't take risks.

"Then you, do you still want to chase?" Rong Fanchen was about to give it a go, and the Chixiao Sword released the red flame brilliance of the blazing temperature, and the left ** electricity was combined, and the divine power was overwhelming.

"This ......"

Everyone just saw Rong Fanchen fighting the Smiling Demon, the latter's strength has reached the transformation realm, almost stronger than the major patriarchs and even the deacons and elders in the immortal sect, they stepped forward, I'm afraid it is to practice, Qing Mozi is an example.

"Let's go! The strange treasure is about to appear, let's go quickly!" a Qingya Sect disciple gritted his teeth and said, now that the matter is over, they really have to work hard, and they can't see any benefit.

"Senior Brother Liu, is it really like this?" said a low-level disciple of the Qingya Sect unwillingly.

"If you don't want to die, just go!" he shook a cruel word, turned into a streamer, and walked towards the distant mountains.

"Humph!"

Although there are many disciples who are dissatisfied that they can get a bunch of strange treasures by killing Rong Fanchen, the latter is not a vegetarian, and everyone is also jealous, since they can't fight, they naturally go their separate ways.

After seeing these disciples unwilling to leave one after another, Rong Fanchen breathed a sigh of relief again, he just pretended to be calm, just to scare them away, and now his strength is almost dry.

Although the Heavenly Desolate Bone was moistened with golden light and slowly replenished, it would also take time, if it weren't for the little black ball here, he would probably have really fled in a hurry.

When the little black ball saw everyone leaving, the fierce light in its pupils converged, and it turned into the original cute little black ball, and rushed to Rong Fanchen's shoulder, looking a little tired.

Rong Fanchen also understands, the first time he saw the little black ball change into a battle mode, it was so amazing, he would have to face this little ball of meat in the future, if it was raised well, it would definitely be a powerful bodyguard in the future!

Rong Fanchen clenched his fists, today's events, the Qingya Sect, the Rakshasa Gate are pressing forward step by step, and the Mu family, everything comes from the Mu family!

Rong Fanchen's anger was nowhere to be released, he was frantically targeted by Mu Tong, and hundreds of Xianmen disciples were chased and killed, for the sake of the strange treasure on his body.

These insatiable people, Rong Fanchen doesn't mind killing them all, but this is bound to cause the anger of the major immortal sects, and it is not easy for him to do so.

Being a man and forbearance is a must be done, the real strong man is not the strength of the comparison, but the comparison of who can endure and be able to endure until the time when the eternal years come, that is the real strong.

Rong Fanchen came to an ancient river, where the atmosphere is ancient, it is a strange place, because there is no other way here, so he can only take a water boat.

"Master, how much does it cost to go to that mountain range?" Rong Fanchen squatted down, looked at an old man carrying a flat burden in the water boat, and asked softly.

The drizzle was pouring on this ancient land, and the gloomy dark clouds covered the sky, without the breath of life, like a battlefield of demon gods.

"A magic stone can cross this river. The old man's hoarse voice came, his eyes were hollow, and there was a strange sense of mystery.

Rong Fan has a big dusty head, he doesn't have any magic stones, and this river is endless, which makes people suspicious, that is, people in the ruins of the Great Wilderness, but why do they live well in this killing land.

He observed the old man, bent down and bowed, probably caused by the heavy things he had been carrying for many years, and he had no breath, like an ordinary person, standing on a boat, quietly waiting for the person to take the boat to the other side of the river.

"I'm sorry, I don't have magic stones, can you be accommodating. Rong Fanchen smiled politely.

When the old man heard this, his old eyes lifted up and slowly looked at Rong Fanchen, a pair of dark and deep eyes, as if they were scanning, saw through Rong Fanchen's whole body, and even his soul.

Rong Fanchen was slightly startled, he hurriedly retreated, releasing Dao Qi to wrap his whole body, protecting his heart and other important organs, he always had a vigilance against the old man, after all, those who can survive in such a vicious place must be some top masters, these masters have been in the killing land all year round, and they are all masters who kill people without blinking.

The old man was like a drop in the ocean, standing firmly on the boat, as if he was not affected by the vision of this world, and only cared about completing his task.

"Hand over what is valuable to you and be able to mortgage it. The old man's tone was gloomy, and he seemed to be a little impatient.

Rong Fanchen nodded, he took out the broken Gu Ding from the Qiankun bag, although it was broken, most of the spiritual energy was still there, and the divine power was still there, comparable to a high-level spiritual treasure.

"Let's go. The old man took the broken Gu Ding, then shook the oars, and slowly drove through this misty river with Rong Fanchen.

This great river is extremely vast, two hundred miles away, and if he is allowed to rush to the Dao Qi to run quickly, it will take four hours to reach it, and there are unknown dangers on this road, so it may be safer to take a local boat to go there.

The old man rowed a small boat, with Rong Fanchen, and gradually disappeared into the mist, this small boat, like a grain of dust in the sea, small and small, a random wave of big waves, enough to overturn.

And the old man Gujing watched all this without waves, and the oars in his hand swayed unhurriedly, driving the boat slowly forward in this vast river full of mist.

This boat is like a green leaf in the ocean, shuttling vigorously through the ocean, but it seems to be protected by a strange force, so that his small boat will not fall.

Rong Fanchen looked at the mountain range in the mist, flickering, this fog was too thick, spreading to the entire river, he couldn't see it at all, it was a mountain range.

But at that moment, Rong Fanchen felt a tremor from his divine soul, and even fear, Rong Fanchen looked under the boat, a pair of dark and fierce giant eyes were slowly staring at him.

Even his entire underwater area has a black shadow of dozens of feet, floating quietly under the river, its huge black pupils, the size of a human head.

Rong Fanchen's heart trembled violently and he collapsed to the ground, he was not lightly frightened, because he was so small, just a look at his face, which made him tremble.

What is this?Demon Beast? Or cultivating to a powerful monk, it is impossible at all, this black shadow is really too big, even the Heavenly Rank Demon Beast is only a few zhang tall, this black shadow is dozens of zhang tall.

"Master, what is it at the bottom of this river?" Rong Fanchen felt that he was in the mouth of a tiger, and he could die in the mouth of this mysterious creature at any time.

The old man was not frightened by the dark shadow the size of a hill at the bottom of the river, and he still pushed the oars and slowly drove over the misty river.

Their small boat was like a sailboat standing tall in the sea, and the old man was as steady as Mount Tai, and he was not moved by the huge creatures at the bottom of the river.

Seeing this, Rong Fanchen also suppressed the fear in his heart, and covered the eyes of the little black ball to prevent it from looking, so as not to be stupid by this scene.

The boat still kept moving, and the giant creature dozens of feet high did not chase after it, but just stared at itself quietly and did not move.

Rong Fanchen breathed a sigh of relief, put the little black ball on the boat, and collapsed to the ground, this is really incredible, there is such a big creature lurking in the ancient river, this great wilderness, it is really dangerous everywhere.

Any danger is enough to kill him, and he will never recover.

After feeling emotional, Rong Fanchen asked the boatman, "Master, what is this place?"

The boatman rowed his oars, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "This is the Burial God River, which is connected to the Burial God Valley. ”

Rong Fanchen was shocked, Qin Ling said that what they were going to was the Valley of the Buried Gods, which was the place where the gods and demons fought each other, and the Supreme Heroic Spirits had died countless times, and there were naturally many fierce souls.

Rong Fanchen guessed that it was estimated that the giant black shadow he had just seen was either a demon beast, or a dead supreme demon, turned into a fierce soul and wandered this world.

This is a demon god hiding in the river!

(To be continued)