"Where is Ruan Dan?"

Facing the witch, Fang Xi only asked one question.

Seeing Ye Sanren's slightly changing face, he already knew everything.

In the midst of the sneer, the Qinghe sword turned into a streamer, and the sword qi with a little golden light in the cyan roared, like a flint, passing through Situ Qingqing's white neck.

How......

Not a single trace of blood flowed out.

What appears here is a phantom that can be faked and real!

Fang Daoyou...... In fact, there is no need to fight for life and death between us...... On the contrary, our Tu family is developing in the wood country, and we will be able to exchange news in the future. ”

Situ Qingqing's phantom continued.

"Huh...... Do you want to collude with the devil yourself? ”

Fang Xi was dismissive.

"What is righteousness and what is demonism? Even in the Xuantian Sect, there may not be no inheritance of demonic skills...... Even the people's hearts are even more sinister, knowing that even if our Situ family obtains the secret realm of Ziyou Mountain, they will not be able to challenge the status of Xuantian Sect, but they deliberately give an excuse to let the Song family destroy my clan...... Let my clan consume the Song family again...... The human heart is treacherous, and it has really been played to the extreme......"

"Demon cultivation is only the cultivation of demonic qi, and the heart of a righteous path monk may not be cleaner than that of demon cultivation......"

"Qingqing's words are all here, Fang Daoyou take care ......"

After Situ Qingqing finished speaking, the phantom dispersed directly.

And Fang Xi looked at the back of Ye Sanren leaving, and the light in his eyes flickered.

In the end, he still sighed and accepted the Qinghe sword.

Even if he exhausted his hole cards, at most he could only leave Ye Sanren, and Situ Qingqing didn't know where to run for a long time.

When the time comes, it is not good to expose too much of your hole cards.

I didn't expect that when I said goodbye and said goodbye, this woman also built a foundation.

……

Lingkong Island.

Previously, Ye Sanren's disguised 'Zhong Tianjun' broke out and directly killed the Yan family's ancestor Yan Wuxian, taking the opportunity to destroy the second-order formation.

Then he plundered and left, and no one dared to stop him!

In the darkness of the night, the flames soared into the sky.

"Kill!"

"Rushing into the Yan family, there are a lot of spirit stones!"

A group of masked cultivators were harnessing magic weapons and attacking the Yanjia monks.

In the fang market not far away, there is also a fire, and there are a large number of looting and repairs.

Casual cultivation is the foundation of the immortal cultivation world, and it is also the group of people who have the most no bottom line.

When order does not exist, all casual cultivation may turn into robbery!

What Ye Sanren did tonight was undoubtedly to break the original calm and stable order of Lingkong Island!

When the cultivators saw that the masters of those big shops were killed by 'Zhong Tianjun', and after the chaos in the market, they immediately couldn't hold back the greed in their hearts, first robbing those small shops, and even fighting each other like beasts for a spirit pill and a magic weapon......

After the Fang City was ransacked, he naturally set his sights on the Yan family's mansion.

After all, this is the Zhuji family, which is quite profound!

I don't know, there are still foundation-building spiritual things!

The Yan family is also unlucky, it has just been relocated for a few years, and a complete defense system has not yet been built, and the biggest reliance, the second-order formation, was even demolished by Zhong Tianjun.

"Go to the Yan family, the Yan family has Zhujidan!"

Listening to the chaotic shouts of robbery and repair outside, Yan Hongsleeves almost cried angrily.

'I have a ghost Tsukidan! Even if there were, it would have been robbed by that Zhong Tianjun a long time ago! ’

Thinking of the Zhong family's foundation, Yan Hongsleeve's heart felt like falling into an ice cave.

Who would have imagined that the honored guests who were solemnly invited into the family by the ancestor would turn their faces and kill people?

Moreover, the Arowana Zhong family and the Yan family had no grudges in the past and no enmity in the near future, it is really incomprehensible, is it really just to grab resources?

After the decline of the Zhuji family, will the Zhuji monks also be reduced to robbery?

When he saw Grandpa's corpse for the first time, Yan Hongsleeve's heart was broken.

But the cruel reality did not allow her to collapse for too long.

Because not long after, that group of cultivators came to the door like locusts!

Yan Hongsleeve's tears have dried up, and now he can only bleed!

"Kill!"

"I'm behind my relatives and family members, kill this group of cultivators!"

The light of a large number of magic weapons flickered in midair, and countless figures staggered.

Some of the monks fell and turned into corpses, while others grabbed enough money and retreated.

"Whoever offends my words, go to death!"

In the midst of the loud cheers, Yan Hongsleeve roared angrily when he saw his thirteenth uncle.

Originally, he was polite and polite, and he only liked piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he was covered in blood beads, as hideous as Shura, and used secret techniques to improve his strength, and died together with the two masters in the late stage of Qi refining.

"Kill, kill the thief!"

There was also the third uncle, the family elder who usually had a serious face, took out a second-order talisman and turned it into a flaming golden knife, flying over the neck of a group of robbing and cultivating bosses.

"Ah...... The boss is dead......"

"Kill him and avenge the boss!"

The rest of the cultivators rushed up, and several magic weapons passed through Sanbo's body.

……

Wait until the morning light is faint and the sky is gradually getting brighter.

Yan Hongsleeve's body was already stained red with blood, and he held a fishing net weapon full of spikes in his hand, and the grids were full of traces of various pieces of meat and blood.

"Finally...... Returned. ”

Her voice was dry, and she looked around.

There are less than ten monks left in the Yan family, and in the last secret passage of the Yan family, in the secret passage, there are more than a dozen trembling children - these are the spiritual root children of the Yan family, and they are also the hope of the future!

"Woo...... Dead, all dead! ”

A young man looked at the Yan family's mansion that had turned into purgatory, and suddenly cried silently: "Eighth Uncle, Thirteenth Uncle, Cousin Fu, and Cousin Wenjian...... Sister Ling...... They're all dead......"

Yan Hongsleeve wiped a handful of blood from his face, he couldn't cry anymore, and his face was ruthless: "All this is Zhong Tianjun's sin, from today on, my Yan family and the Arowana Zhong family are incompatible!" ”

"Well, you have to go to Shangzong to denounce!"

The monks next to him were filled with righteous indignation, and their eyes were red.

"But...... But what do we do? ”

A young man who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old was full of panic: "Without the Old Ancestor, how could we possibly occupy this Lingkong Island?" Those robberies are just to make a fortune...... But after today, I don't know how many forces will target my Yan family's Lingkong Island...... Thinking of slaughtering my Yan clan, so as to occupy this second-order spiritual vein! ”

"If I knew this was the case, it was better to stay in Xiaohan Mountain......"

Some of the clansmen were so depressed that their hearts were like ashes, muttering like the walking dead.

"The family has already sold the spirit vein of Xiaohan Mountain...... There's no going back. Yan Hongsleeve's stiff head began to work: "We can't give up Lingkong Island, if we give up Lingkong Island again, there will really be nowhere to go!" Everyone has become a homeless casual cultivator, and it costs a lot of spirit stones just to rent the spiritual land, so how can they improve their cultivation and seek revenge on the enemy? ”

"Shangzong...... Our people don't even have a foundation anymore...... I'm afraid I won't be in the eyes of the upper sect. ”

An old man with the highest rank in the Yan family present had a bitter face: "How can this be good...... The top priority is to ask for help from the three seniors of the Ruan Island Lord first...... The old decay goes to Maple Island, Hongyan goes to Golden Turtle Island, Red Sleeves, you go to Arowana Island, remember, go back quickly! ”

"Arowana Island?"

Yan Hongsleeve couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly, thinking of the young monk who rode the blue-horned fish dragon and forced his grandfather to give up his foundation.

She originally regarded the other party as an enemy, and thought that one day she could return the humiliation.

Unexpectedly, now he has to wag his tail and beg for mercy from this great enemy.

"Don't worry, Uncle Seven, I will definitely invite that adult to administer justice."

Yan Hongsleeve gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Well, now is the time for the life and death of my Yan family, you must remember that for the sake of the family, it is not a pity to die!"

The white-haired seventh uncle Yin Yin admonished, and the old appearance was deeply imprinted in Yan Hong's heart.

……

Arowana Island.

Evergreen Pavilion.

Fang Xi secretly returned to the cave mansion and immediately went to retreat to refine the array flag and array disk of the 'Earth-shaking Great Array'.

He had gained a lot from going out this time, and Song Qing's storage ring had a lot of spiritual materials, and it was more than enough to refine two or three sets of 'Earth-shaking Great Arrays'.

Not only that, but there are also a few precious third-order ores found in the storage ring, as long as there is another second-order high-grade refiner, maybe you can try to create a flying escape spirit weapon with the 'Longitudinal Golden Light Treasure Pattern' as the main body!

'That's not right...... I'm going to plant trees next, I can't run at all, and it's useless to fly the spirit weapon......

Playing with a freshly refined earthy yellow array flag in his hand, Fang Xi thought thoughtfully: "And my refining level is really bad, it's better to observe Danya's drawing talisman every day...... Then, taking the opportunity of this long-term retreat and cultivation, he comprehended Chen Ping's rune inheritance and improved his rune skills to at least the second-order upper grade......

Danya's talisman talent is much better than Fang Xi's, and because she spares no materials and makes rapid progress, Fang Xi is very envious.

At this moment, he took out the forbidden token of the 'Otogi God Thunder Array', sighed, and walked out of the door of the refining room.

A transmission note like a headless fly was constantly shaking in mid-air, and it was grabbed by Fang Xi in his hand.

"Sure enough, it's a matter of the Yan family...... It seems that the refining process is going to be delayed. ”

Fang Xi sighed with emotion and went out.

"Childe ......" Xiahou Ying, who was already more familiar with Fang Xi, immediately stepped forward: "Lingkong Island was attacked by robbery and repair, the ancestor of the Yan family died, and the Yan family suffered heavy casualties, so I sent Yan Hongsleeve to ask for a meeting with Childe, and asked Childe to uphold justice......

"Well, I see, let's bring people to the living room."

Fang Xi nodded lightly, but there was some strange feeling in his heart.

'If Ye Sanren didn't do it, then I would have done it...... When the time comes, if Yan Hongsleeve comes to beg me again, it will feel quite interesting......

Fortunately, he was a serious person, and he quickly restrained his bad taste and came to the meeting room.

"Meet Senior Fang!"

Yan Hongsleeve was wandering left and right, and when he saw Fang Xi coming in, he immediately knelt down and made a big salute, with a crying voice in his voice: "I beg my predecessor to be the master of my grandfather......"

"Alas...... Although I have only met Yan Daoyou once, I have already regarded him as a confidant, so don't worry, I will help you with this favor. ”

Fang Xi sighed with emotion, picked up Yan Hong's sleeves with his own hands, and said with relief.

(End of chapter)