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With the addition of the one Fang Haoran came into, there are a total of eight passages. If you think about the main hall when you first entered this place, there are also eight passages.

What's the connection between the two?

Looking away, there are already a lot of figures in this hall at this time, and at a cursory glance, I am afraid that there are no less than dozens of people, and among them, Fang Haoran also saw Jiang Ruolan and others.

His gaze skipped over everyone and landed on the wall of the main hall, only to see that there were energy light shields hanging on them, and there were more than a dozen of them.

Fang Haoran's pupils immediately tightened, his gaze swept over the layer of light, and then it was frozen on the several lights and shadows flying in the light, through the thin light, he could vaguely see that those few lights and shadows seemed to show the appearance of knives, arrows, shields, armor, and so on.

In the light mask, all of them are divine weapons, and even through the light mask, you can feel the light and sharpness emitted by those weapons.

"Boom!"

At this time, everyone was vigorously swinging out one after another majestic attacks, blasting towards the light masks on the walls of the main hall, causing ripples to ripple on the light masks continuously.

Under the fierce bombardment of everyone, some of the light masks also became dim, and they looked so shaky as if they were about to shatter.

Seeing this scene, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became a little strange, and the movements in the hands of the people who had originally bombarded the other light masks gradually slowed down, and some people began to surround the light mask that was about to burst, and their eyes were full of vigilance.

Obviously, under the temptation of the baby, everyone raised their vigilance, waiting for the energy mask to be broken, and they would take action as soon as possible.

"Bang!"

I don't know who was the first to make the move, and then the others followed. In an instant, more than a dozen attacks landed on that light mask at the same time. As if it was the last straw that broke the camel's back, the light mask finally became unbearable, and suddenly burst open, turning into countless light chips, falling from the sky.

A streamer of light burst out from the shattered light shield and hit the top of the main hall, deeply embedded in the solid rock.

It was a long sword with a silver glow all over, and the entire blade of the sword pierced into the rock.

Everyone was slightly stunned, and then gasped. You know, the rocks here are so hard that knives and axes can't leave traces. But under this silver sword, the rock is not much better than tofu.

There is no doubt that this is a peerless sword.

"Boom!"

The breath in the hall was deep and stagnant for a moment, and then in an instant, a wave of majestic true qi erupted, and everyone's eyes were blood-red at this moment, and the figure jumped into the air, and grabbed the silver sword in the rock with greed in his eyes.

At this moment, the silver sword suddenly trembled, and then it automatically flew out of the rock, flew towards Fang Haoran, and fell into Fang Haoran's hand.

Then, everyone's eyes followed the silver sword and fell on Fang Haoran's body.

"You kid didn't die!"

A voice full of surprise sounded beside him, and the second leader, the third leader, and the deadly scholar of the Valley of the Wicked walked over with a sneer.

Fang Haoran ignored it, but looked at the long sword in his hand in surprise.

It turned out to be a spiritual artifact.

According to the division of the different realms of immortal cultivators, the weapons of immortal cultivators are also divided into different divisions, which are magic weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual treasures......

Fang Haoran already had a magic weapon, which was still refined for him by Uncle Nine in the Mr. Zombie World, but as his strength continued to grow, that magic weapon could no longer be of much help.

The spiritual weapon is a higher level than the magic weapon, which has spirituality and needs to recognize the master before it can be used. Spiritual weapons are extremely rare, and generally only grandmasters in the foundation building period can possess them.

Just now, Fang Haoran swept over this spirit sword with his divine thoughts, and he unintentionally left a divine sense mark in the spirit sword, so as soon as the divine thoughts were collected, the spirit sword naturally flew back.

"Fang Haoran, it's great that you're okay!"

Jiang Ruolan was surprised and delighted, and ran over. Previously, she was worried when she learned that Fang Haoran had gone through the same passage as the people from the Valley of the Wicked, but at this time, she was finally relieved to see that Fang Haoran was fine.

Fang Haoran bowed slightly at Jiang Ruolan and asked, "Why are you the only ones here?"

Jiang Ruolan pointed to a stone door on the opposite side and said, "They all entered there. ”

Seeing that Fang Haoran was a little puzzled, he explained: "That stone gate can only be entered by half-step grandmaster-level powerhouses, and we can't enter, so we are all left to fight for these divine weapons." ”

At this time, everyone else gathered around this side, and even the two six-door catchers who were standing with Jiang Ruolan just now stared at the silver sword in Fang Haoran's hand with burning eyes, after all, this was a spiritual weapon, and no one wanted to get it.

The three people of the Valley of the Wicked took the lead, walked to a place less than ten meters away from Fang Haoran and stopped, and the life-killing scholar sneered and said, "You kid is really fateful, you can escape from the hands of our big leader, but now that you have met the three of us, even if you are unlucky...... As long as you obediently hand over the silver sword, I can give you a good time, otherwise the ten tortures in our Valley of the Wicked are not easy to provoke!"

"You wicked people are so bold, do you still want to snatch the treasure from our six doors?" Jiang Ruolan scolded angrily.

"This kid is not from your six doors!" "The scholar who killed him smiled, changed his words, and said, "Or do you six doors fancy this kid's treasure and want to swallow it alone?"

The words of the deadly scholar are very insidious, and he directly pushed the six doors down on the opposite side of the group, although the six doors are strong, but in the face of so many masters, it is also difficult to defeat the four hands with two fists.

Jiang Ruolan naturally heard his sinister intentions, and reprimanded angrily: "We made an agreement before, whoever gets the treasure first and others are not allowed to snatch it, is it possible that you Wicked Man Valley wants to go back on your word?"

"It's not a rebellion!" the scholar sneered, "The one surnamed Fang killed a few of my brothers, and our wicked man's valley looked for him to take revenge, that's right, even if you six doors can't take care of it." Get out of here, or I'll kill you too!"

"Deadly scholar, you're talking too much, aren't you?" Not far away, the two six-door people walked over.

"Hong Zhutou, Li Zhutou, Fang Haoran is my friend......" Jiang Ruolan was overjoyed in her heart, and was about to ask the two for help, but she was ruthlessly interrupted before she finished speaking.

The head catcher surnamed Hong shook his head and said, "Jiang head catcher, we can't control the grievances between them. After a pause, he looked at the people of the Valley of the Wicked and said in a deep voice: "We don't care about your grievances, but you don't want to swallow that silver sword alone!"

"You ......" Jiang Ruolan was angry, she wanted to find two head catchers to help, who knew that these two people dared to also target the silver sword in Fang Haoran's hand.

Fang Haoran stopped Jiang Ruolan, and in his puzzled gaze, he erased the spiritual imprint on the silver sword, and then handed the silver sword to her.

Jiang Ruolan was slightly stunned, and immediately felt that she had guessed Fang Haoran's thoughts, and said with a smile: "I'll help you keep it first!" After a pause, she said to the scholar who killed her: "Come on, if you have the ability, you can snatch the sword from my hand and see if you can withstand the wrath of our six doors!"

Seeing this, some people not far away shook their heads, slowly retreated, and refocused their attention on the other light masks, after all, there were more than a dozen light masks here, and there was no need to offend six doors for a silver sword.

The life-killing scholar was full of unwillingness, glared at Jiang Ruolan angrily, turned his head to stare at Fang Haoran, and said with a cruel smile: "Do you think you can escape in this way? Our Wicked Valley wants to kill you, even if you grow wings, you can't escape!"

The three of them are all masters, especially the second and third leaders of the Valley of the Wicked, they are all masters who are close to the half-step grandmaster, the three of them are approaching together, and before they can make a move, the momentum on their bodies will drive a gust of wind, blowing the gravel on the ground everywhere, making people almost unable to open their eyes.

Jiang Ruolan's face changed rapidly, and she hurriedly handed the silver sword back to Fang Haoran, and said, "You hold the sword!" She knew that her low strength could not help Fang Haoran, so she hoped that Fang Haoran would take the silver sword, with such a divine weapon in hand, she would definitely be able to take advantage.

Unexpectedly, Fang Haoran unexpectedly refused, smiled faintly, and said slowly: "This sword is given to you, you don't need weapons to deal with these clowns who jump off the beam!"

"You ......" Jiang Ruolan wanted to say something, Fang Haoran waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, it's okay!"

Not far away, the other two six-door catchers shook their heads at this. You must know that the second and third leaders of the Valley of the Wicked are all masters of the seventh or eighth layer of the innate world, and even they are not sure, let alone add a sinister and cunning life-stealing scholar. If Fang Haoran had a divine weapon in hand, he might be able to resist one or two, but Fang Haoran gave up the weapon, and in their opinion, he was undoubtedly asking for his own death.

Da Da Da ......

Fang Haoran approached the three of the Wicked Valley step by step, and he didn't react to the strong momentum emanating from the three of them in the Wicked Valley, not even the corners of his clothes fluctuated at all. Walking less than three meters away from the other party, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a taste of disdain.

The life-killing scholar was cunning, although he didn't know what medicine Fang Haoran was selling in the gourd, but he felt an extremely uneasy feeling in his heart, and slowly retreated behind the second leader, and said: "Second brother, third brother, we have fought each other, I am not his opponent, so I am not ugly yet, please take action!"

"Useless stuff!"

The three leaders scolded, and immediately shouted, and the ghost-headed axe in his hand slashed towards Fang Haoran like opening the world, the speed and strength were so strong, they all brought out a white line in mid-air, and there were bursts of air explosion under the extreme speed.

"Be careful!" Jiang Ruolan saw that Fang Haoran did not dodge or dodge, and hurriedly shouted, but at this time, the ghost-headed axe had already come to the top of Fang Haoran's head, even if she wanted to help, she couldn't help, she closed her eyes in fright, and almost didn't dare to look at the next bloody scene.

The corners of the three leaders' mouths hooked up a hideous smile, their expressions were extremely proud, and their thick tongues licked fiercely on their lips, as if they were extremely looking forward to tasting the taste of Fang Haoran's brain.

"Dang!"

It was not the sound of cutting flesh and bones, but the sound of a clash of gold and iron.

A big golden hand, I don't know when it was blocked under the ghost's big axe.

"How is this possible?"

The three leaders looked horrified, changed their axes in both hands, and slashed down fiercely, wanting to split Fang Haoran in half from head to toe.

However, the axe did not move.

Jiang Ruolan didn't hear movement for a long time, slowly opened her eyes, and was immediately stunned.

I don't know when, the ghost head axe was actually caught in Fang Haoran's hand.

A faint golden light flashed, and the incomparably hard ghost head axe was twisted into a twist by Fang Haoran.

As the twist-shaped ghost-headed axe fell to the ground with a "dang", everyone couldn't help but gasp. They all stared at Fang Haoran's arm with an incomparably frightened gaze, as if they wanted to see through what his big golden hand was cast!

"I originally wanted to go to your boss, the dead eunuch, since I met you first, let's collect some interest first!"

Fang Haoran looked at the deadly scholar and said lightly: "You said that I can't escape even if I grow wings?" In fact, you are only half right, I have wings, but I have never thought of escaping!"

What does that mean? The crowd didn't understand.

The next moment, a brilliant purple light erupted from behind Fang Haoran, and in an instant, a pair of purple energy light wings stretched out.

"What kind of martial art is this?" everyone was stunned. I thought in disbelief: Could it be that he can really fly?

"Bang la la"

The Immortal Heavenly Wings shook slightly, and each light feather made a crisp sound, as if a gust of wind had blown through the wind chimes, and the sound seemed to carry a magical power, making people fall into it.

At the same time, the purple wings of light were as fast as lightning, skimming across the sky, like a heavenly sword cutting through the heavens and the earth, halving the entire picture in half.

The second and third leaders of the Valley of the Wicked looked stiff, their eyes were dull, and suddenly, a thin line of blood appeared in the abdomen of the two of them, and then the upper body of the two slowly slid down from the lower half of their bodies.

"Bang!"

The internal organs, intestines and other messy places flowed all over the ground.

The deadly scholar let out a terrifying startling sound, and he hid behind the two of them to escape, but at this time he was cold, and this feeling was even more torturous than death.

"Fang Gongzi, Fang Daxia, can you spare me......" The scholar who killed him knelt down and begged for mercy: "I know where the treasure of the Valley of the Wicked is, as long as you let me ......"

"Click-"

Fang Haoran slowly withdrew his hand from the broken neck of the deadly scholar, and said lightly: "Those treasures will be left for you to spend slowly in hell!"

The deadly scholar's eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief, there were countless treasures in the Valley of the Wicked, how could anyone not be tempted? He didn't know that Fang Haoran controlled a country, and the yellow and white things were useless to him, and he had just obtained more than a thousand Bai Yuan Pills, and the treasures of the Valley of the Wicked were simply not worth mentioning to him.

(To be continued.) )