Chapter 8: Whoever insults my master will die!

The desert is lonely, the moon sets and the stars sink.

The War Spirit Realm is located in the extreme east of the Southern Wilderness, and it is said that it was the battlefield of the Great War of Ancient Immortals and Demons hundreds of thousands of years ago, and I don't know how many powerful beings fell here. The countless powerful energy force fields generated by the aftermath of the Great War were chaotically intertwined, and finally formed a special domain space.

Within the realm of war spirits, there are countless resentments and killing intent of immortals and demons before they die, as well as various mysterious inheritances and treasures.

For hundreds of thousands of years, I don't know how many cultivators have entered the War Spirit Realm and gained amazing opportunities, and since then, they have risen to the top, and finally become powerful cultivators on the Shock side. Because of this, even if the War Spirit Realm was really dangerous, there would still be countless cultivators rushing into it.

Fang Yun's master and apprentice came to the entrance of the Battle Spirit Realm, only to find that a large number of cultivators had been waiting here for a long time.

The entrance to the War Spirit Realm will automatically open every full moon night, and once inside, you can only wait for the next full moon night before leaving. In other words, anyone who enters the War Spirit Realm will have to stay in it for at least a month.

A month is naturally very short for a cultivator, but staying in a place like the Battle Spirit Realm for even a quarter of an hour may be in danger of his life, so this place is quite a test of the cultivator's own strength and chance.

"Master, look over there!"

As soon as he arrived at the entrance, Tang Cairen's face changed slightly, and his cold eyes suddenly looked at a certain figure in the crowd.

It turned out to be the pure yang real person of the Qiyao Holy Palace!

It's really a narrow road.

"Calm down, third."

Fang Yun shook his head, although the other party had insulted him a few days ago, but he was also the pavilion master of Starfall Pavilion, he couldn't even have this bit of power, right?

"It turned out to be Brother Fang, don't come unharmed, right?"

Before Fang Yun could make a move, Chunyang Zhenren actually took the initiative to fly over to say hello.

Behind him was a young man with an arrogant expression, who was his most proud apprentice Jing Ming, who was already a cultivator in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm.

"Thanks to the blessing of Chunyang Daoyou, I can't die yet."

Fang Yun smiled lightly.

"If I'm not mistaken, Brother Fang must have come to the War Spirit Realm this time to find a way to continue his life, right?"

Pure Yang Zhenren's eyes flashed with a different color, and he said with a smile: "Brother Fang, you are really too outward, why don't you come to me for help with such a big matter?" What's more, Brother Fang, you are now approaching the limit, and every time you make a move, your lifespan may be reduced. This War Spirit Realm is so dangerous, you still have to find someone to help! ”

"Meeting is fate, this time I happened to bring my disciples to experience, why don't you go with us Brother Fang, and have a care along the way?"

"Hehe, then thank you Chunyang Daoyou."

Fang Yunpi said with a smile.

I believe you're a ghost!

This old guy can't wait for his early death, how could he be willing to take the initiative to pull himself as a companion? Fang Yun could guess with his toes that the other party must have deliberately said this in order to gain a good reputation for helping others in front of outsiders.

After truly entering the War Spirit Realm, there is a chance that the Pure Yang True Person will find an opportunity to sneak away, and it is absolutely impossible to care about the life and death of his master and apprentice.

"I have long heard that the pure yang real person is righteous and Bo Yuntian, and today I see that this is really the case!"

"The Starfall Pavilion Pavilion Master's limit is approaching, and he is injured, in order to help his former old friend, Chunyang Zhenren did not hesitate to increase the risk of this trip and brought the Pavilion Master with him. The cultivators of the Qiyao Sacred Palace are indeed all people who know righteousness, and they are really models for our generation! ”

When the surrounding cultivators saw this, they all praised one after another.

"Hypocrite!"

Tang Cairen's eyes were full of disdain.

But Fang Yun didn't speak, of course he couldn't act rashly as a disciple.

Who knew that Jing Ming, the disciple of the pure yang real person, was secretly transmitting the sound of his divine thoughts, and deliberately provoked: "Take back your disrespectful eyes!" Your master is already a cripple with only half of his life left, if it weren't for my master's mercy and willingness to help you, I'm afraid you wouldn't have lived for half a quarter of an hour in the War Spirit Realm! I don't expect any upbringing from you Starfall Pavilion, but you'd better be a little self-aware! ”

As soon as these words came out, Tang Cairen's hearts were furious, and he couldn't wait to directly sacrifice his natal magic weapon to teach the other party to be a man!

Don't look at this Jing Ming is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm, his cultivation is still two small realms higher than him, but Tang Cairen still has the certainty of victory!

"Calm down."

At this time, Fang Yun's divine thoughts sounded in his ears again: "Aren't you playing into his arms now?" Even if you do win against him, our master and apprentice will be infamous for being ungrateful, and their master and apprentice will become victims. If you want to deal with this kind of hypocritical and shameless villain, you have to use a more shameless method than him! ”

It was very difficult for people to overhear the sound of divine thoughts, and Fang Yun was not eavesdropping, but that Jing Ming deliberately revealed the content to him.

This kid is clearly deliberately provoking their master and apprentice!

Name: Jing Ming

Identity: Disciple of the Seven Yao Sacred Palace

Life script: "Tianqiong Immortal Venerable" runs the show

Twist of fate: He once insulted the Pavilion Master of Starfall Pavilion, and was hated by the villain Tang Cairen of Destiny. A month later, when the exit of the War Spirit Realm was opened, he was beheaded by Tang Cairen in public, and his soul was wiped out, and he could not be reborn forever......

"It's just a trick to dare to be so arrogant, if you don't die, who will die?"

Fang Yun said secretly.

From the moment Jing Ming insulted himself in front of Tang Cairen, this guy was already on Tang Cairen's death list. But this Jingming was just a trick, and if he died, he would die, so it wasn't a big deal.

But the practice of beheading in public is too high-profile and too hateful.

Therefore, Fang Yun planned to let Tang Cairen use another more intelligent method.

"Please also ask Master for advice."

Tang Cairen immediately calmed down.

"When the entrance opens, you ...... directly"

Having taught his so-called method to Tang Cairen, Fang Yun couldn't help but feel that the third child's temperament was still too impulsive. If he hadn't come with him in person this time, this kid might have to help him bring the hatred value of the Qiyao Holy Palace.

Wow.

The moon in the sky finally came to a conclusion, and with a strange blood-colored beam of light falling from the sky, the entrance to the War Spirit Realm opened!

Just as a large number of cultivators were about to enter, the desert land began to tremble violently, and a terrifying huge storm came, sweeping everything within a radius of hundreds of miles, as if it were a doomsday scene.

"Reiki Storm!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and their hearts were shocked.

The War Spirit Realm is located in a special dimensional space, and the force field is chaotic, so there may be an aura storm at any time, especially at the entrance. It's just that this aura storm seems to be several times stronger than the ordinary one, and it is definitely not something that ordinary cultivators can handle!

"In vain!"

It was too late to say that it was too fast, under the terrifying effect of the aura storm, both Chunyang Zhenren and Fang Yun were completely dispersed from their apprentices. Chunyang Zhenren looked quite anxious, he brought his apprentice Jing Ming to the War Spirit Realm this time only for training, not to send him to death.

In a place like the War Spirit Realm, if there is no protection from the strong people above the Tribulation Realm, the chance of surviving to the end will not exceed one percent at most!

That's why Chunyang Zhenren is so anxious.

Compared with the pure yang real person, Fang Yun had a calm face, and he didn't seem to care at all about what happened to Tang Cairen.

Are you kidding?

Tang Cairen is the villain of the Mandate of Heaven, and he is destined to live to the battle of Immortal Venerable eighty years later!

Instead of worrying about Tang Cairen, it is more reliable to worry more about your own safety. Anyway, Fang Yun had already planted a special communication technique on Tang Cairen, as long as his mind moved, he would have a way to find the specific location of the other party at any time.

To put it bluntly, in fact, before coming to the Battle Spirit Realm, Fang Yun was already mentally prepared to be separated from Tang Cairen. Because Fang Yun knew very well in his heart that his existence was likely to interfere with Tang Cairen's original script route, in case the latter couldn't find the Ancient Xuandan at that time, what should Fang Yun do?

So the best way is to let Tang Cairen go alone first, and then find a way to meet him after he really finds the Ancient Xuandan.

……

The aura storm is over.

The cultivators who entered the War Spirit Realm this time, all the people who originally traveled together were scattered, and everyone fell scattered in all directions of the War Spirit Realm.

Jing Ming, a disciple of Chunyang Zhenren, was the same, he looked blankly at the unfamiliar environment around him, and he couldn't see half of the people at all.

No, there was actually another person who fell into the same position as him.

"Senior Brother Jingming, please advise."

I saw that Tang Cairen was carrying a cold inky black spear, and his face was expressionless.

"What do you want to do?"

Jing Ming frowned slightly, and a sense of crisis rose in his heart for no reason: "In this situation, I'm not interested in fighting with you." If you really have that much energy, why don't you find a way to find your master first......"

Boom!

The spear burst out, and the spiritual power condensed like essence came in an instant, bursting out with amazing power.

Jing Ming's color changed on the spot, and he actually injured his arm before he could dodge, he could be described as shocked and angry: "Bastard! I don't have the slightest intention to fight, why do you still have to work hard! Do you really think I'm afraid of you? ”

One of the two is in the middle stage of the Transformation Realm, and the other is the consummation of the Infant Transformation Realm, according to the common sense of cultivators, it is impossible for the Infant Transformation Realm to beat the Transformation Realm.

Even if you let the other party have both hands and feet, it is difficult to win by leapfrogging under the huge gap in cultivation.

However, common sense is only applicable to ordinary people in the final analysis, and villains like Tang Cairen, who are blessed by the blessing of destiny, are obviously not among them.

Half an hour later.

Tang Cairen slowly put away the spear like a dark night, and what he stepped on was a bloody head! Those wide-eyed eyes seemed to tell that he had seen something incredible before he died, and his emotions were full of horror and unwillingness!

And this head belongs to Jing Ming!

"Whoever insults my master will die!"

Looking up at the cold moon, Tang Cairen looked indifferent and said lightly.