Fang Dafu stared at Yuan Ming, his complicated gaze finally left only the monotonous color of hatred, however, just as he was about to make a move, the blue-eyed man standing beside him pressed his shoulder.

"The master said, the task is important, and the rest will be put back."

Hearing the blue-eyed man's voice, Fang Dafu took a step back stupidly, but he still stared at Yuan Ming with an unkind expression.

At the same time, among the three people who followed the Thundering Ancestor, Yan Sijing also looked at Yuan Ming, as if she wanted to say something to him in private, but because of the female cultivator of the Yudan stage standing beside her, she didn't even dare to spread the word.

Seeing that so many people's eyes were back and forth on Yuan Ming, in the team of the Spirit Rune Sect, a middle-aged monk dressed in a beautiful fashion passed a voice to Yuan Ming:

"Yuan Daoyou, you will follow me in for a while, so as not to be ambushed by the people of the Guiyuan Sect and the Five Thunder Sect."

This person's name is Wen Zai, but he has the highest cultivation among the three people in Lingfeng City, and he has already cultivated in the late stage of Jiedan.

Yuan Ming nodded in response, but he was not too worried in his heart.

The current situation is much better than the worst scenario I had predicted.

Just when the atmosphere was a little deadlocked, the three members of the Black Desert Scattered Alliance stepped forward and stood in the circle without saying a word, and after a flash of spiritual light, they also disappeared.

Seeing this, Wen Zaifu immediately glanced at Yuan Ming, and the two of them also stood on the magic circle, and as a spiritual light wrapped them, all eyes suddenly disappeared.

Yuan Ming only felt that the scenery in front of him changed, and his body also had a sense of soaring clouds and fog, and when the objects in the foreground were frozen, he found that he had come to a canyon with a strong yin atmosphere.

All around is a dark gray yin mist, and the yin wind whistles by, bringing bursts of ghost crying and screaming, which makes people feel cold.

The place where Yuan Ming was standing was shrouded in a formation, and the shield formed by the pale white aura isolated the Yin Wind and Evil Spirits from the outside, giving Yuan Ming a moment of observation.

Wen Zaifu was not by his side at this time, and the teleportation formation seemed to disrupt their position, but there were no other Yuanying cultivators nearby, which made Yuan Ming breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as he was observing the surroundings, the formation under his feet suddenly lit up, and then, a beautiful girl appeared behind Yuan Ming, it was Yan Sijing.

As soon as she appeared, she looked around nervously, and when she saw Yuan Ming standing in front of her with a smile, a hint of joy suddenly flashed on her face.

But then she became nervous again, and it wasn't until she found that there was no thundering ancestor figure around, so she completely relieved her heart and hurriedly said to Yuan Ming:

"Yuan Daoyou, I-"

However, before she finished speaking, the formation under the feet of the two of them lit up again, and this time, it was Fang Dafu's figure that appeared in front of them.

And when Fang Dafu saw that it was Yuan Ming and Yan Sijing standing in front of him, he immediately showed a stunned expression, and then he didn't hesitate to withdraw and retreat, and at the same time, with one hand, he summoned three knot pill refining corpses to block in front of him.

Yuan Ming had seen these demon pills refining corpses through the second soul as early as when Su Zimo attacked the spiritual light ban, and he who had mastered the entire Dafa of Transferring Flowers and Trees, naturally knew that these so-called corpse refining were actually demon pill cultivators cultivated using this method.

After destroying the Guiyuan Sect's mine, he also deliberately destroyed Elder Hai's underground experimental field, but he didn't expect that after a few years, the Guiyuan Sect's research on this method had gone further, and it had even entered the mass production stage.

Having witnessed the tragic situation of the sutured person, he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart, and looked at Fang Dafu's gaze, killing intent Ling Ran.

However, with the three Demon Pill Cultivators protecting him, Fang Dafu was full of confidence at the moment, and when he noticed the killing intent in Yuan Ming's eyes, he sneered instead.

"Yuan Ming, when you killed my father in the mine, did you ever think that there would be today?"

Hearing this, Yuan Ming frowned: "When did I kill your father?" ”

"Hai Qing, the town guard elder of the Yanscale Mine, don't say you forgot!" Fang Dafu snorted.

But Yuan Ming's brows furrowed even deeper: "You are not surnamed Fang?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Fang Dafu was stunned for a moment, all kinds of past came to his heart, the resentment when he first saw his father, the stubbornness of refusing to change his name, the dazed when he learned that his father died, and the nostalgia that continues to this day.

His eyes suddenly turned red, and his complicated emotions turned into tears and a roar.

"My surname is Hai, and my name is Hai Dafu!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the three Demon Pill Monks immediately pounced on Yuan Ming.

Compared with the Demon Pill Monk summoned by Su Zimo, the degree of beastification of these three summoned by Hai Dafu was even more obvious.

The Demon Pill Monk led by him had long since lost his arms, and was replaced by a pair of huge mantis arms, with a cold glow flashing on the dark green blade, and with a wave, three pale white blades staggered out and slashed towards Yuan Ming.

At this time, Yuan Ming had already raised his robe and pushed Yan Sijing back a few zhang with a potential, and at the same time, as soon as he raised his hand, the golden yang ruler flew out, and the golden shadow flashed, differentiating into dozens of golden light ruler shadows in mid-air, facing the sword, blasting it away in an instant, and then hitting the insect arm monk again.

But at this moment, two purple rays of light shot straight out from behind the Worm Arm Monk and landed on the shadow of the ruler, nailing them all into the air.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming swept his gaze, only to see that behind the insect-armed monk, another demon pill monk opened four other eyes on his forehead, a pair of snake pupils, and a pair of tiger eyes, and the purple glow was shot out from the snake pupils.

Seeing Yuan Ming coming, the six-eyed monk blinked, and a dazzling white light welled up from the eyes of the two tigers, which made Yuan Ming can't help but squint.

At the same time, several more roars sounded, followed by a rolling heat wave, and then several fireballs the size of a human head hit Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming raised it with one hand, and the bronze small tripod flew into the air, rising to the size of a zhang xu in the wind, and countless red flames poured out from the tripod, condensing into a blazing dragon, and with a claw stabbing tail, all the incoming fireballs were stopped.

The one who shot the fireball was the last Demon Pill monk, and judging by his appearance, he was actually Ishikawa who was caught in the mine with Zuo Qinghui.

At this time, he was completely unconscious, and his right arm stretched straight forward like a white-haired ape, and flames poured out from his palm, condensed into a ball, and then burst out.

At the same time that the three Demon Pill monks launched a fierce attack on Yuan Ming, Hai Dafu also opened his mouth and spit out a white bone knife, which looked exactly the same as the one used by Hai Qing.

Immediately afterwards, Hai Dafu was full of mana, and with one hand, he pointed at the bone knife, and bursts of yin qi immediately emerged from his fingertips, wrapping the bone knife like silk, and a pale flame ignited on the bone knife, devouring all the yin qi that came in.

With Hai Dafu's urging, the pale flames on the bone knife rose higher and higher, and the cold air pierced the marrow, and even the onlookers felt the coldness that almost penetrated into the soul.

Hai Dafu smiled coldly, and as soon as his fingers were raised, he wanted to control the bone knife to slash at Yuan Ming, but when he looked at Yuan Ming, he saw that it was his father Hai Qing who was standing there and being besieged by the Demon Pill Monk.

"Fu'er, it's for my father, don't do it again!" Seeing Hai Dafu seeing him, Hai Qing hurriedly shouted.

Hai Dafu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and said: "Dog thief, don't try to deceive me with illusion!" Father is dead! ”

He shouted, and the bone knife in front of him slashed towards Hai Qing without hesitation, and the pale flames were like hungry tigers pounced, and Hai Qing was frozen into an ice sculpture in one fell swoop.

However, the illusion in front of Hai Dafu's eyes did not disappear, in his eyes, his father who was sealed in ice was staring at him, with both shock and blame in his eyes.

"Don't stare at me like that!"

Hai Dafu roared, controlling the bone knife to smash the cold ice, but the shattered cold ice was like a mirror, and in each fragment, Haiqing's eyes were hidden.

As the eyes of substance looked at Hai Dafu at the same time, an indescribable emotion was born in his heart, both anger and guilt, and even a trace of happiness and joy that made him frightened.

"No, no, I didn't think so!"

Hai Dafu roared angrily, his expression seemed to collapse, and that inexplicable emotion filled his heart, even making him forget that he was fighting Yuan Ming.

In his eyes, everything around him was gone, and only him and the shattered ice were still shining in the dark space.

But suddenly, the broken ice in one place suddenly melted, and the water rushed towards Hai Dafu, and in front of him, it condensed into the appearance of Hai Qing.

"Dafu, you have disappointed your father too much." Hai Qing said, and suddenly an extra bone knife appeared in his hand, stabbing into Hai Dafu's chest.

The severe pain struck, but it did not make Hai Dafu sober up, he looked at his father, looked at the disappointment in his eyes, for some reason, but there was suddenly a trace of relief in his heart.

"Perhaps, it should have been done a long time ago."

At the end of his life, he thought.

From the moment he accepted his father's love, his hatred was no longer justified.

He thought that it was the past that bound him, but he never thought that this might be the reason why he could enjoy everything with peace of mind.

He always thought that he had soft ears and couldn't withstand the persuasion of others, but in fact, what really brought him step by step to where he is today is the greed in his heart.

His father may have noticed this, but he was always ashamed, and he did not dare or want to rebuke him.

The chains of desire pulled him into the abyss step by step, but no one was willing to cut it off.

No, there used to be, and after my mother died, it was gone.

If my father could be strict with himself, if he could be strict with himself, he might not have come to this point.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

But he has never regretted that he was born to be rich.

"My name is ...... Hai Dafu ...... Father, Mother, Child...... I've come to reunite with you......"

The last thought in Hai Dafu's heart flashed, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then his consciousness fell into endless darkness, his knees weakened, and his body fell forward, kicking up a cloud of dust.

(End of chapter)