Extrapolating from the heavenly compass that he was about to face a catastrophe, Fangzheng's tone was naturally not so polite.

The sudden sound also made the old and the young pale, and their bodies stiffened and trembled.

Reality!

How could there be a real person hiding here?

"Senpai."

The old man's face was bitter and he said with difficulty:

"Spare ......"

"What's the solution?" Fang Zheng spoke again, his face impatient:

"Can you get the Yuan Ling of the Town Government?"

"Senpai." The old man swallowed, the thought in his heart turned sharply, and he hesitated for a moment before saying slowly:

"Little Lao'er's method, it takes a special secret method to be used, our master and apprentice are willing to help the seniors capture the Yuanling of the town government, and only ask the seniors to promise to let us go afterwards."

"No!"

He gritted his teeth, his heart sank, and said:

"The seniors don't want to get the Yuan Ling of the Town Government!"

He knew very well in his heart that since it fell into the hands of a real person, life and death were not under his control.

No treasure is as important as one's own life.

It is better to use the method of capturing the Yuan Ling of the town government to exchange the opportunity for the master and apprentice to save their lives.

The old man has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has sorted out his thoughts and made decisions in an instant, but the young man is still trembling and his mind is blank.

"Heh......" Fang Zheng sighed lightly, and then nodded in response:

"Yes!"

"If you help me capture the Yuan Spirit of the Town Mansion, Fang will not only not kill you, but also give you benefits."

"Thank you." The old man breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him, but he didn't expect to get any benefit.

It is estimated that the other party said it casually.

"Let's go."

Fang Zheng put his hands behind his back and gestured with his forehead:

"Lead the way."

"......" The old man opened his mouth, and then sighed helplessly:

"Yes!"

Turning around, he glanced at his apprentice, and the two of them walked forward as if they had withdrawn their spirits.

Fang Zheng followed behind, his face contemplative.

The catastrophe is coming, but I don't know where the catastrophe will fall?

If your calamity is a scattered immortal, then even if you use all your strength, it will be difficult to escape.

No!

Nine deaths and one life show that there is still a glimmer of life, and it is unlikely that it is a scattered immortal.

If it weren't for the Scattered Immortals......

Act of God?

Man-made disaster?

Whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, as long as you improve your strength, your chances of survival will increase.

Is it possible to really take that step ahead of time?

Fang Zheng turned around, and there was a little unwillingness in his eyes.

…………

"The Stone Monument of the Town Palace!"

After hard work, he broke through the formation and came to an empty hall, with a stone tablet standing in the middle.

The stele is about three zhang high and nine feet wide, and it is painted with many complex patterns.

This thing is suspended in the air, and there is a chaotic light underneath, and the halo of light disperses into the void, connecting the entire Yama Secret Realm.

Li Yingxuan's voice trembled, his face was full of ecstasy, and a flicker rushed to the front, raising his hand to print.

"Buzz ......"

The stele of the town trembled slightly, and spontaneously flashed with spiritual light to resist.

However, it is only a dead thing after all, and it is difficult to resist Li Yingxuan's constant temptation with secret methods, and it is begun to be refined.

A wisp of green light appeared at the top of the stele and spread downward.

When the green mangs cover the stone stele, it is a great success.

"Drink!"

Li Yingxuan drank loudly in his mouth, the mana in his body rushed out, and the green mangs spread downward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Get out of here!"

At this moment, an angry roar came from outside the palace, and then the figure of Baili Zhan broke through the encirclement and rushed into the main hall.

Before the person arrived, he had already drawn his sword and slashed.

"Mine!"

"Humph!"

Li Yingxuan's face was gloomy, his steep sleeves were dusty, and the three thousand green silks seemed to cover the audience with layers of spider webs.

"Rak ......"

The sword light flashed away, and the green silk broke from it.

The figure of Baili Zhan also collided with Li Yingxuan, and the Yuan butcher knife rolled up a monstrous aura and slashed wildly.

"Ding......

"Peng!"

The strength collided, and the two retreated in unison.

Baili Zhan relied on the treasure knife in his hand, slightly above, and raised his hand to hit the stone tablet of the town government.

Moment.

A black aura emerged from under the stone monument of the town mansion and began to refine upwards.

"Humph!"

Li Yingxuan's eyes were full of murderous intent, the magic clothes on his body flashed with the light of Zhou Tian's stars, and the dust in his hands was even more aura.

Meanwhile.

She also exerted her strength in the air, refining the stone tablet of the town government from top to bottom.

While the two of them were fighting, they each refined the stone tablet of the town government, and the situation in the field was at a stalemate.

*

*

*

I don't know how long I walked.

The group of three came to a stone gate.

"Senpai."

The old man lowered his head and said in a low voice:

"Inside should be the Yuan Ling of the Zhenfu Stone Tablet."

"Hmm."

Fang Zheng nodded and asked casually:

"You are disciples of the Mo family?"

"Yes." The old man should be:

"Little old man Li Si, the seventy-sixth generation descendant of the Mo family, is good at organs, secret passages, and neglects spells."

"Li Si......" Fang Zheng pursed his lips and said slowly:

"Don't worry, as long as you help Fang capture the Yuan Ling of the town government, Fang will let you live."

"Never break your word!"

The two hung their heads, not daring to question.

"Open the door!"

"Yes."

The old man should be, took a deep breath and paced to the front of the stone gate, pushed hard, and then rushed into it.

Behind the stone gate,

It is a simple temple.

The temple here is very small, more like a ruined temple in the middle of the barren mountains and mountains, and the area is only a dozen square meters.

In the center of the temple stands a statue of a god.

The idol sits cross-legged, palms facing up, and in each palm is placed an object, a book and a stroke.

This idol,

Like a scholar.

The old man rushed into the temple, and with a word in his mouth, a dagger escaped from his left hand and slashed at his right hand.

Then the blood was thrown out.

"...... Uproar"

The blood turned into a blood mist, covering the entire temple in an instant, and a phantus similar to the idol of the god was revealed.

"Yuan Ling!"

The old man yelled, ripped off the black cloth pocket around his waist and covered it.

The Yuan Spirit seemed to have wisdom, and frowned when he saw this, but then shook his head, and his body did not move and was used as a hood by the cloth bag.

"Huh!"

The black cloth pocket expanded abruptly, like a large net covering the phantom in it.

"Got it!"

The old man's face was full of ecstasy:

"This trapped immortal pocket is a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation in the vein of Xiao Lao'er, and it specializes in restraining the magic weapon Yuan Ling."

"Once it is covered, it will be difficult for even the legendary treasure Yuan Ling to return to its original body, not to mention that it has problems in the first place."

"Huh?" Fang Zheng walked into the temple and said curiously:

"There is a problem with the Yuan Ling of the town government?"

"Yes."

Li Si scratched his head and said with a dry smile:

"I also know from the classics that it seems that the Yama Sect deliberately separated it from the Zhenfu Stone Tablet in order to restrict the Yuan Spirit."

"I see...... Fang Zheng was clear, and his face suddenly changed:

"Be careful!"

Before the words fell, a flame fell from above, and the flames tumbled, heading straight for the parfait above Fangzheng's head.

If you look closely, the one curled up in the middle of the flame is a fire monkey.

Meantime.

The earth shook, and a large hand made of dirt rushed out of the ground, enveloping Li Si only.

A sheep and a deer collided with strange lights.

"Humph!"

Fang Zheng snorted, his body bloomed with dazzling thunder, and the violent thunder instantly swept in all directions.

"Boom!"

After the thunder, several figures were shocked by Qi Qi.

"What a powerful way to resist thunder." With a solemn voice, a man and a woman walked side by side into the temple.

"Nakshatra Flag?"

Looking at the person, Fang Zheng's brows furrowed slightly:

"Sun Huai'an, Nie Shensha?"

"Not bad!"

Sun Huai'an gave his hand:

"But Gu'an County is right?"

"It's me." Fang Zheng nodded:

"There is a first come, first come, this place comes first, Yuan Ling has also started, the two of you want to rob it?"

"There is no owner of the treasure, and those who are destined will get it." Sun Huaian spoke slowly:

"Since our husband and wife have come here, doesn't it mean that they are related to the treasures here?"

"It seems ......" Fang Zheng moved his wrist:

"I'm still going to do it."

(End of chapter)