Yang Fang's eyes were indifferent, his body was pitch black, he took heavy steps, and walked towards the body of the winged man, the blood-colored cloak behind him danced without wind, and there was a feeling of bewitching and evil.

He bent down and searched the corpse with his palm.

After a moment, a frown.

The other party's body was shattered.

The flesh and blood on his body were blurred, and there was hardly any intact place.

Everything was destroyed.

After searching for a long time, I found a dozen taels of broken silver.

Yang Fang put it into the ring, thinking in his heart, recalling the battle just now.

In order to defeat this winged man, just now, he really played all the hole cards!

Without a hint of reservation!

And with his hole cards exhausted, it seems that the real third level is nothing more than that.

No!

Don't underestimate the third level!

He still took advantage of Lei Yin and Kunpeng's three changes.

The winged man thought that Lei Yin was nothing more than that, so he took it lightly and was shocked by himself.

To know in the beginning.

His thunder was quickly reacted by the winged man.

And the three changes of Kunpeng also have drawbacks.

That just can't last!

The power will run out quickly!

Yang Fang exhaled lightly, slowly restrained the restless breath on his body, and calmed down, but suddenly, his face changed, and his mouth suddenly roared.

"Get out!"

Bang!

The sound roared, shaking all around.

The bloodthirsty will that had just suddenly sneaked into his mind was like encountering a nemesis, and it was suddenly shaken out and stopped.

Then Yang Fang continued to roar, and the thunder sound was terrifying, resounding over and over again in the forest.

Seven or eight times shouted.

Everything finally subsided.

Cold sweat was dripping on his back, his body shook, and he forced the dragon claws out again.

During this time, he rarely killed people with dragon claws anymore.

Even if he kills someone, he will be killed with one palm, and he will no longer use the strange ability of the dragon's claw to absorb the power of the other party.

But unexpectedly, despite this, the power of the dragon soul is still growing silently.

"This Xuanyin Demon Dragon is worthy of being a [Holy Spirit Level] creature, and it is really terrifying."

Yang Fang was awe-inspiring.

How many [Holy Spirit] creatures are there in the world?

For more than ninety percent of living beings, this is almost an insurmountable peak in a lifetime.

But for the Xuanyin Demon Dragon, it only needs to grow to adulthood, and it can be reached naturally.

How perverted is this?

Of course, the dragon claw on Yang Fang's hand was not from the adult Xuanyin Demon Dragon.

It was made by a special method when the master of the Chinese New Year's Eve God Sect killed the juvenile Xuanyin Demon Dragon and refined it by a special method, but although the dragon claw was still a juvenile dragon claw, the dragon soul inside continued to grow over a thousand years.

This dragon's claw is equivalent to a magic weapon!

Sealed the terrifying dragon soul inside!

If it weren't for the restriction of the dragon claw, the dragon soul would have been slaughtered long ago and devoured Yang Fang.

Yang Fang was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly frowned.

The rhythm of the wind unfolded, listening to movement in all directions.

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Inside the Yajin Mountain.

The fog was shrouded.

Song Jinlun, Chen Biao, Granny Long, and the thin old man guarding the medicine depot had already received a warning from the ghost doctor at this moment, and they were organizing the people to evacuate quickly.

During this time, they hid here, and in addition to building houses to live in, they naturally thought of ways to evacuate at any time.

The headquarters of the Night God Mountain, although remote.

But that doesn't mean it's absolutely safe.

Because in the past thousand years, many forces have been here, and they are now hiding here, and there is still a danger of being discovered at any time, so Song Jinlun has already led people to find a way back.

As soon as an enemy pursues them, they immediately flee to the depths of the Nightgod Mountain.

The deepest part of the Nightgod Mountain, connecting to the endless wilderness.

The mountains are high and the forests are dense, and poisonous insects and beasts are rampant.

There is a valley in it, perfect for hiding.

Now!

Song Jinlun and the others were speeding towards the valley.

Not much.

Behind him, one by one, the masters of the Demon Clan, the Fishman and the Evil Dao Organization passed through the fog and finally came to the ruined land of the Night God Cult.

The original hundreds of masters, after breaking all the way, directly died tragically.

Only the remaining half of the other half also had a pale face and a chaotic breath.

Click!

Long Kang's face was gloomy, and he slapped it directly, smashing a heavy portal, and said coldly, "They are all gone, the stove in the house has just been extinguished, and they must not have gone far!" ”

Xuanyuan Cheng looked at it and carefully distinguished. frowned and said, "It seems that they are going to the mountains." ”

"I don't know whether to live or die, dare to enter the deep mountains, there is no need to chase, they will definitely die."

The golden-scaled fish-man said coldly.

"Priest, what should I do? Still chasing or not? ”

Liu Yu, the left protector, turned his head, full of charm, with a fair face, showing a bright smile.

"It's all here, let's go deeper, if you don't see their corpses, it's always full of uncertainty!"

Xuanyuan City said.

The Dharma protectors on the left and right around him all nodded vigorously.

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Pitch black forest.

After Yang Fang listened quietly for a while, his eyes were cold, his speed expanded, and he directly accelerated away from this place.

It's coming so fast!

However, you don't have to go head-to-head with them.

I just had a big battle, and my true qi consumption was too huge, so everything should be based on safety.

Anyway, tonight has completely verified how much of his firepower is.

If you can kill a winged man, you can definitely kill Chen Hongying!

The next step is to find the right moment.

There is no need to stay and continue the adventure.

Whoosh!

Yang Fang's bloodthirsty cloak was urged, like a blood-colored afterimage, soaring all the way, sweeping rapidly into the distance.

Minutes after he was gone.

Finally, several figures quickly chased after him.

A Chen Hongying!

A Broken Army Master!

The other was an old man in a gray robe, short and thin, and extremely inconspicuous.

When they appeared here, their eyes were like lightning, and they immediately glanced in all directions.

Suddenly, Chen Hongying noticed the broken corpse not far away, and his face instantly turned gloomy.

"Dead?"

Her brows furrowed, a little surprised, a little confused.

At the same time, I felt incredible.

Can't seem to believe it all!

Is this what Xiao Fang did?

How can it be?

"The Dark Protoss of the third level is actually dead."

The gray-robed old man's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly showed a look of interest, and said, "Do you say that this is what Xiao Fang did?" ”

The Master of the Broken Army Academy and Chen Hongying were all in turmoil, and a bad premonition emerged.

Could it be that Xiao Fang broke through?

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Early morning.

The mist shrouded.

Yang Fang had returned smoothly and reappeared on the periphery of Yeshen Mountain again, the armor and cloak on his body had all been put away, he took a breath gently, and his true qi worked, relieving the soreness of his body during the battle last night, and then he took a step directly and swept towards the depths of the mist.

But!

Not long after he rushed out, his expression suddenly froze, and he turned back suddenly.

Not far away.

Several corpses in a row, lying on the ground, bleeding from their seven orifices, motionless.

Yang Fang quickly appeared in front of these corpses, and his heart sank.

"Cults and fishmen... And, the demons? ”

Oops!

His body slammed out, slashing toward the depths of the fog.

At the same time, I was very puzzled in my heart.

How could the evil organization and the fish-people have anything to do with the demon clan?

They, joined forces?

Brush Brush Brush!

With the full force of speed, Yang Fang soon appeared in the previous Shenwu Sect's new stronghold.

His eyes swept away, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

There were no bodies on the ground.

It shows that the battle did not start.

He carefully distinguished the drunken soul incense in the air, his eyes flashed, and his body rushed out suddenly, sweeping towards the depths of the Night God Mountain.

It seems that the ghost doctor is not stupid, and knows to leave a mark on himself before escaping.

Not long ago, he had exchanged poison experience with the ghost doctor, and handed over the secret method of drunken soul incense to the other party.

Right now comes in handy.

Yang Fang swept wildly, and once again felt that something was wrong with the form.

First the Fierce Demon Clan, then the Yuan Spirit Sect, and then the Mysterious Winged Man, Bai Zeyu looked extremely abnormal!

It seems that there are constantly masters.

In this case alone, it is difficult for the Shenwu Sect to rebuild.

So!

Rather than rebuilding, it is better to disperse temporarily.

If you spread out, at least you can live!

Only if they survive can they be rebuilt again.

If it is forcibly rebuilt now, once it is targeted, it will only be wiped out.

Taking a step back, rebuilding now is too much of a drag on yourself, so it's better to break it into pieces and hide it temporarily.

Whoosh!

Yang Fang chased wildly all the way, rushing along the strange fragrance in the air.

Soon a number of corpses were seen again.

Most of them are cult organizations and fishmen.

There are only a few, from the Demon Clan.

Yang Fang's wind rhythm unfolded, and after a while, he heard movement again.

His body rushed by, and soon stopped on a branch, his eyes looking ahead.

I saw it not far away.

A group of dozens of fishmen and masters of the evil dao organization, their bodies were highly poisonous, their faces were pale, and they could not continue to move forward, so they rested here for a while.

In addition to them, there were also seven or eight fierce demon clan masters with poisonous bodies beside them.

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The second chapter is here, ask for a monthly pass!

There are only two chapters today because I am so tired.

Make it up tomorrow!

Good night everyone!

(End of chapter)