Fang Yuan landed straight and straight, in an office, the wall of the office was long gone, and all around were full of devastation. He didn't bother to go around, found Mrs. Pan's location, and hit the wall to rush over.

At this moment, Chu Keyong was wearing red armor, fighting with Mrs. Pan with wide openings and closings, and the other A-level were also sweeping the formation on the side, ready to fight at any time. In fact, the combat effectiveness is high to a certain extent, and five people together may not be able to exert the strongest combat effectiveness, and wheel warfare is the best choice.

Mrs. Pan's image changed dramatically at this moment, and those bulging torsos were all cracked, and a ghostly blue spirit like tentacles stretched out from them. It kept swinging, like a hand, and it was this that he was able to block Chu Ke with a stormy attack.

Fang Yuan looked at Madam Pan's whole body scarred, it stands to reason that the Spirit King shouldn't be like this, even if he was injured, he wouldn't be so weak. But he couldn't think of a reason, he unconsciously touched his eyes, no matter what, it's always right to swallow her.

When Mrs. Pan saw Fang Yuan coming, she asked in a cold voice, "Where is Pan Guo?!" ”

Fang Yuan smiled: "You go out now, the wind is not strong, maybe you can collect a handful of ashes for him." ”

After speaking, Fang Yuan deliberately took out the pair of bangzi and knocked them proudly. As the bang was struck, Mrs. Pan was like a devouring rat, her red eyes exploded.

"That shit, you little wretch!!"

Mrs. Pan's whole body had more than a dozen dark blue tentacles, and together with her hands, she rushed towards Fang Yuan.

Chu Keyong on the side was not happy, how could he be like this ugly and weird intention, swinging his fists, each punch was more than a thousand pounds.

"You ugly bastard, you dare to scream!"

……

Outside the building, a few kilometers away from the building where they fought, in a pavilion. A young woman with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes is not how dusty her face is, but her temperament like a clear lotus is unique.

The old man took a sip of the tea made by the woman, sighed in admiration, stroked his eyebrows that were the same as those of the long-eyebrow Arhat, and then asked, "Yan'er, what do you say about this square circle?" ”

"Weird."

The woman known as Yan'er only said this one word, and then looked at the position where Fang Yuan had destroyed Pan Guo, and frowned with a hint of incomprehensible doubt.

"Grandpa, you say, is he really qualified?"

Yan'er sat back in her seat, making tea while looking at a piece of paper in her hand, which was densely handwritten with Fang Yuan's information.

The old man took another sip of tea, and said with another sigh of admiration, "Each generation of the guild must select ten people to be cultivated as the leading figures, and I will tell you about the situation in the past hundred years." ”

The old man turned the teacup in his hand, but he didn't drink it again, but kept turning it in his hand. If you look closely, your fingers don't touch the teacup at all, but the teacup keeps turning with the flow of your fingers.

"Do you know Liu Zhen of the Beichen Liu family?"

The young woman nodded: "Liu Zhen Ancestor can be said to be the first person in the guild in the past hundred years, and his status in the entire stele is transcendent. ”

"Hehe, indeed. That guy can live for at least a few more decades, and such a refreshing retirement really makes the old man admire. But it's not surprising that this is very similar to his temperament when he was young, and a hundred years have not changed him. ”

The old man continued: "A hundred years ago, Liu Zhen, Xiao Sheng, Jiang Che, Liu Sihe, Murong Guangqing, Jiang He, Huang Hao, Gu Gu, Xu Zeng, and I were different. ”

"Ten of us were selected as the leaders of that generation, among which Liu Zhen was the oldest and the strongest, and he was the leading brother. Yeon'er, did you find anything? ”

The girl took the tea from the stove and said, "There are ten people in total, and the three major families of Liu, Jiang, and Xiao account for half of them. Moreover, none of the Four Heavenly Master Mansions were selected. ”

Ping Wei nodded: "Yes, at that time, the three major families were very powerful, although the Beichen Liu Clan and the Nightless Jiang Clan retreated bravely, but even the tip of the iceberg was enough." ”

"Mainly, the situation was not stable at that time, and many newcomers were either dead or not yet prominent. We can only support it, and this is not to blame the three major families, some people privately say that they monopolize the guild, which is really wronged. ”

Ping Yan'er asked, "Grandpa, how are the ten of you, except for you?" ”

Speaking of which, Ping is different from his originally indifferent look, and there are also some vicissitudes.

He said: "Liu Zhen, Xiao Sheng, Jiang Che, I don't say that you also know something, they are alive and well, and then they retired." In fact, over the years, I have been traveling abroad, rarely in contact with them, they have always reserved the position of the Bailao Club for me before, and I only retired a few years ago and gave it to Fang Gang. ”

"Except for the four of us, the others, the dead die, the retreating. In fact, there are only ten people, and when I think about it today, I can't tell whether the old man is alive or dead. ”

Seeing that Grandpa Tai was sad, Ping Yan'er hurriedly said, "Grandpa, don't think about it." Let's talk about the generation after you, and the affairs of the Four Heavenly Masters' Mansions. ”

Ping Wei began to say slowly: "The next generation, the strength in it can't be said to catch up with our previous generation, but there are still a lot of interesting things." ”

Ping Yan'er also smiled: "Grandpa, you think it's interesting, it must be very interesting." ”

In this generation, there is Fang Yuan's grandfather Fang Zhengyu, and Liu Ziming's grandfather Liu Fengtang. The two of them made a lot of trouble back then, but now it seems that their grandson is really capable. ”

……

Fang Yuan and Chu Ke used them to besiege Madam Pan, and they couldn't attack for a long time, and the defensive power of her tentacles was really amazing. Moreover, red light was constantly oozing, and Fang Yuan knew that this was not some soul sharing, but the same trick as Pan Guo Wang Hao.

The flames on his body were getting weaker and weaker, not because Fang Yuan had used up the spirit body he had absorbed before, but because that emotion was restrained. It feels like a tiger is in a cage, the spring breeze blows through the heart, and there is no mania.

Fang Yuan reintegrated into the golden bones, after all, he was not wearing clothes now, now he controlled the golden bones like an arm, and it was even more powerful than before. On the body of the golden skeleton, the light of the seven wheels of the sea can also appear.

Mrs. Pan's face was covered with blood, and her bones were broken a lot, but it had no effect on her, because the human body at this moment was like a "dress" to her.

She said gloomily: "Although that fat man is very wasteful, he has been with me for decades, and you all deserve to die." ”

The next moment, the tentacles on her body stretched violently, and some squirmed in the skin, getting bigger and bigger, ready to break out at any time. A powerful force swept out from Mrs. Pan's body, and everyone present, except for Fang Yuan, felt an extremely depressed mood. Soul Monument