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The killing aura emitted from the sword on this person's back actually made people's hearts chill, and the back of the robe was embroidered with a hidden blade pattern exuding snowflakes, and it was a disciple of the Snow Sword Sect. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info and this robe disciple is the famous Fang Yuan of the Snow Sword Sect recently.

Fang Yuan raised his eyes and looked around, his face was indifferent, as if he had not been affected by the spatial teleportation in the slightest

On the ground below, there were ten people lying horizontally, all with their eyes closed, apparently temporarily in a coma due to the discomfort of the space.

Five of the ten men had a long sword in their sleeves, and the remaining five were dressed in old-fashioned white robes. A snowflake on his chest

These people are the treasure hunting team sent by the Snow Sword Gate to the Secret Realm of Spirit Fire Valley.

As soon as the figure broke, Fang Yuan's figure fell to the ground, his gaze swept over the ten people lying down, and with a wave of one hand, a white circle of light emanated from his hand, enveloping all ten of them.

Under the light of the aperture, it didn't take long for these people to wake up one after another.

"Senior Brother Fang!" A tall male disciple of the Snow Sword Sect was the first to wake up, with long black hair, a slightly upright nose, and absolute wind wealth was even more than Fang Yuan's, there was a faint essence in his eyes, but his gaze at Fang Yuan was very solemn. It was one of the disciples who entered the Snow Sword Sect, his name was Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng respectfully bowed to Fang Yuan.

Except for this person, after he woke up, his face was as usual, and there was no special discomfort, but the rest of the Snow Sword Sect people's faces were slightly pale.

Even though these disciples are all elite members of the Snow Sword Sect, their strength is extraordinary, but under the influence of spatial teleportation, they have not changed anything in the slightest. Still pale and colorless.

As soon as the five disciples of the Snow Sword Sect with snowflakes embroidered on their chests woke up, they hurriedly got up and stood behind Fang Zheng, all with the feeling of Fang Zheng as their main heart, and as soon as the embroidered Hidden Blade stood up, they walked behind Fang Yuan.

Among these dozen people, Fang Yuan's killing aura was naturally the highest, and every time he looked at him, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his eyes, and Fang Yuan was obviously one of the leaders of these people, and the five disciples of the Snow Sword Sect who embroidered the sword were very respectful to Fang Yuan.

After everyone came to their senses, Fang Yuan waved his hand and put away the white aperture.

"Fang Zheng, now that the Spirit Fire Valley has arrived, I don't know if Senior Brother Fang Zheng is with me or if he is walking another five" Seeing this, Fang Yuan said indifferently.

The five people in white robes embroidered with snowflakes on their chests glanced at each other, and then turned their gazes on Fang Zheng, obviously waiting for Fang Zheng's opinion. Everything is clearly in accordance with the square.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, we still have some things to deal with, so we need to take a step first, and I hope Senior Brother Fang Yuan can understand", Fang Zheng's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes flickered, he didn't know what he was thinking, but the words he said were very gentle.

"In this case, you can go first, I won't send it", Fang Yuan said with a cold smile after hearing this.

Hearing Fang Yuan's words, Fang Zheng hugged his fists slightly, and then turned into a sword light, and flew towards the volcanic peak in the distance, while the other five disciples with snowflakes embroidered on their chests saw this and hurriedly followed.

Looking at these, Fang Yuan's eyes were faint, and he lowered his head and pondered for a long time.

"Senior Brother Fang, why don't you stop a few Xuehua disciples, in this way, our strength will also be improved," said one of the disciples with a hidden blade embroidered on his sleeve.

"The twisted melon is not sweet, if we have to force it, I'm afraid it will not end well, and it may affect our actions, so let them leave", Fang Yuan glanced at the disciple and said lightly.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan is still smart," the disciple said flatteringly.

"Okay, our main enemy this time is the disciples of the White Bone Sect, in addition, we must be careful of the disciples of other sects, but we must not forget to search for genius earth treasures", Fang Yuan's faint voice spread to every disciple of the Snow Sword Sect.

"Yes, Senior Brother Fang Yuan, everything is under Senior Brother Fang Yuan's orders," the people from the Snow Sword Sect hurriedly said respectfully.

"Well, this time the secret realm of the Spirit Fire Valley is more dangerous than before, you must be careful and careful when you encounter people from other factions, once you encounter a war, you must go all out, and you must not show mercy." Fang Yuan continued to say with a solemn expression.

The rest of the Snow Sword Sect disciples hurriedly nodded yes.

"Without further ado, let's go." , Fang Yuan nodded, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a bright starlight swept out, enveloping the five people, turning into a starlight and galloping away in another direction.

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In a secluded and desolate valley, there was a sudden sound of "whoosh" and "whoosh" breaking through the air, breaking the peace of the place.

But a group of blood-clad figures were shooting out of the valley and landing on a nearby mountain peak.

Most of them were wearing blood robes, and their bodies were full of blood, and they were the disciples of the Blood Light Sect.

The three people standing at the front, their breaths faintly combined with each other, and between one inhalation and one exhalation, a specific rhythm was revealed, and at first glance, they were people who had cultivated a special combination technique, and the three of them were the same regardless of their faces and appearances, and it was difficult to distinguish each other at all. It is the famous Lin Long, Lin Hu, and Lin Leopard of the Blood Light Gate.

Behind the three of them, there were more than a dozen disciples of the Blood Light Sect. However, at this time, whether it was Lin Long, Lin Hu, Lin Leopard, or more than a dozen Blood Light Sect disciples, their faces were pale, and some sweat flowed faintly from their necks.

And not far behind it, there was a faint buzzing sound, the sound of "snort", so that Lin Long, Lin Hu, and Lin Leopard, who heard this sound, changed their faces, and hurriedly pinched the trick in their hands, and the three blood shadows flashed, and they quickly disappeared forward.

Seeing this, the other dozen or so Blood Light Sect disciples changed their faces, and they all turned into various rays of light, chasing after Lin Long, Lin Hu, and Lin Leopard.

And not far from the disciples of the Blood Light Gate, the fiery red butterfly shadows in the sky flew over, overwhelming, dense, making people's scalp numb, although this kind of flame butter butterfly unique to the Spirit Fire Valley has a weak attack, and most of them are one or two layers of refining qi and only three or four layers high, for the people of various factions who come to the secret realm of the Spirit Fire Valley, it can be said that there is a world of difference, but this kind of flame butter butterfly is not an individual species, but a social species, as soon as it appears, it is overwhelming, even in the late stage of foundation building, it is also silent to fall into the attack of this kind of flame butter butterfly, It is also possible to compete with it only in the knot pill stage, but it is impossible for the entire Spirit Fire Valley secret realm to appear in the knot pill realm.

It's no wonder that with the domineering style of Lin Long, Lin Hu, and Lin Leopard, in the face of this kind of thing, they are also embarrassed to flee, which is really annoying for Yan Pulp Butterfly. Clouds and rain

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