On the execution ground, there was a faint smell of blood, Fang Yingxing was like a killing god, slowly approaching Ling Ye's body, he could feel that he was not completely dead.

This kind of pretending to be dead can't hide it from him at all, because he is a master of pretending to be dead, and the other party's unprofessional pretending of death can't hide it from him at all.

Fang Yingxing had blood stains on his face, both the other party's and his own. Strands of hair fluttered, covering his eyes from time to time.

Sure enough, Ling Ye's Divine Sense villain came out of his forehead and wanted to escape, but was pinched by Fang Yingxing's hand.

In fact, Ling Ye was a cultivator of the Triple Creation Spirit, even if Fang Yingxing was able to kill him, it would not be so easy under normal circumstances, the real reason was Ling Ye's fear, he had a body of cultivation, but he did not have the belief of victory, and the moment he fled, his defeat was completely impossible to avoid.

Ling Ye's Divine Sense villain was in a panic, and roared hoarsely: "I am an official of Tianzi City, I have the mark of Tianzi City in my body, once you kill me, it will fly back, even the Yin Yang Realm monks can't stop it, and then you who kill me without evidence will definitely be hunted down, if you let me go, maybe ......"

However, before he finished speaking, his divine sense villain was pinched and exploded by Fang Yingxing, turning into a little star shower, and Ling Ye completely disappeared.

Jokes, he's not stupid, can the other party really let him go? If he lets go of this fang, the consequences may be even more serious, not to mention that even if he doesn't retaliate against himself, he can't let him go.

Sure enough, a white light flew out, which recorded all kinds of information about Fang Yingxing.

Fang Yingxing's face was solemn, knowing that with his own strength, even the village chief would be completely impossible to stop.

However, the next moment, Fang Yingxing was dumbfounded.

A loud laugh rang out, reverberating the entire space, and an old man, with gray hair, was messily draped behind his back, dressed in a white robe very informally.

It was the old man, at this moment he was holding a wine gourd, and he was beckoning Fang Yingxing to go over and drink.

Something even more shocking appeared, he grabbed it casually without care, the white light, and then directly pinched and exploded. After pinching and exploding, he scratched his head and asked Fang Yingxing what it was just now, he accidentally broke it.

Everyone is a little messy in the wind, this is a mark that even the Yin and Yang Realm can't stop, and it's like this, he pinched it?

After being stunned for a moment, Fang Yingxing smiled from the bottom of his heart, and made an appointment with the old man to drink together in the evening, and the old man walked away satisfied.

The surrounding crowd was already a little numb in their hearts at the moment.

What happened today?

First, Ling Ye's group of people, who were violent, imposed criminal laws on the villagers, and then an eight-year-old child pressed this group of people and suppressed them with an invincible attitude, and then there was an old man who casually pinched and exploded the mark that even the Yin and Yang Realm could not be stopped.

Fang Yingxing didn't care too much about the thoughts of the people around him, he gently picked up Ba Twelve and slowly walked to the side of the village chief.

"Village Chief, I took her away, it seems that there are some strange signs in Tianzi City now, staying here is not good for her and for the village."

Hearing this, the village chief was silent for a while, then nodded.

"You saved her life, and I believe there is no problem in handing it over to you. But what are you going to do next......"

Fang Yingxing bowed slightly, and said softly: "I will stay near the village for a while, there are important things to do, and I can't leave for the time being, these scum are dead, it will inevitably cause some trouble."

"Something important?"

At this time, everyone in the Wang Ba team couldn't help but feel a chill in their backs, trembling and looking up, they saw the strange eyes of the overlord, strange and gloomy.

Suddenly, Fang Yingxing smiled brightly: "Training!"

……

A week later, Xiaoling Mountain.

"Baliu, don't force me to blow up your golden body, hurry up and defend!"

"Li Yu, didn't you kid eat? Hit this hard. ”

"Ba San, Ba Jiu, don't be lazy, today's 30,000-meter sprint, are you finished?"

In this area, all kinds of wonderful screams came and went, Ba Liu had already broken through the Creation Spirit, his golden body could be described as invulnerable, and his physique was terrifying, but at this moment, he was hit by Fang Yingxing's punch and sparks were scattered, and even some parts were dented.

Of course, this is still the consequence of keeping your hands.

Li Yu was originally considered a leader, but at this moment, he was suppressed by Fang Yingxing's hand and couldn't move.

There were a few people lying on the ground scattered around, most of them were so tired in the process of running Fang Yingxing's "sprint" that they couldn't do it, after all, some of them hadn't even created a spirit yet.

At noon, Fang Yingxing summoned them to the side of the creek and let them cultivate on their own, and then took Ba Twelve to a distance.

He didn't hide it, and said directly: "Twelve, you should have guessed some......"

When Ba Twelve heard this, his face was a little pale, but he still nodded, as if it took a lot of effort.

She lowered her head, tugged at the corners of her clothes uneasily, and couldn't help asking, "Big brother, am I really the Dark Clan?"

Fang Yingxing nodded helplessly, she should have known about this sooner or later.

Even with mental preparation, Ba Twelve's body trembled, and his little face became more and more pale.

However, at this moment, she felt a hand fall on her head, and when she looked up, she saw the familiar face, smiling so brightly, that she didn't seem to pay attention to it at all.

"Twelve, you know what? The essence of this world is light and darkness, light and darkness do not represent good and evil, you can also stand in the light and put cold arrows at the highest place, and you can also bloom in the dark. ”

His eyes were full of tenderness, and he gently patted Ba Twelve's shoulder: "Promise me to let the light in your heart flicker, okay?"

Tears were falling from Ba Twelve's eyes, the tip of his nose was red, and he nodded vigorously.

"That's right, twelve, this is our covenant with the Light......"

Subsequently, he began to teach her the "Dark Venerable Sutra", at first, Fang Yingxing was still anxiously looking at Ba Twelve, who was surrounded by dark matter, and even wondered if Zhu Mo's goods were cheating him.

And what's even more speechless is that this is completely different from the effect of Xu Qing's "Dark Venerable Sutra", and the ancestor also said back then that "Dark Venerable Sutra" is actually introverted, and when you first contact it, you can't see the clues outside.

He immediately asked the old man to ask, but the old man's words made him petrified.

As soon as the old man picked up the "Dark Venerable Sutra", he glanced at it, and showed a strange look: "Xiaoxing, your eyes are not good, this is the "Dark Sutra", it is the founding method of the Dark Clan, but since the Dark Venerable, this method is incomplete, blocked by heaven and earth, and the Dark Clan cannot be cultivated in later generations, and there will be a backlash, although it will not die, but it will also have big problems."

After speaking, he wiped his hand, and the honorable character on the book disappeared.

Fang Yingxing's face was pale, and he immediately greeted Zhu Mo thousands of times in his heart.

But what he didn't know was that in fact, Zhu Mo himself didn't know, but his "Dark Zun Sutra" was specially set up by the supreme in the clan, what he was afraid of was Zhu Mo's random transmission of the law, he himself saw that it was the "Dark Zun Sutra", and it was the "Dark Sutra" when it was passed out.

……

At this moment, the Dark House.

Zhu Mo was wondering why he had been soaking in the spiritual liquid for so long, but he still couldn't absorb it, and suddenly sneezed, feeling a little strange.