In the following days, Zhang Hai walked around the Lonely Cloud Ridge, and rushed to the meeting place early in the morning of the fifth day, and when he arrived at the separate place, there were already spiritual cultivators waiting there.

"Brother Zhang, how about it, did you find anything good?"

There was a tall spiritual sword Zhang Hai who came over and said with a smile, this person's name is Gao Yuan, and he met Zhang Hai on the boat and had a few meetings, but he only stopped at this, and his friendship was average.

"There's nothing good about it, but the methods of the ghost cultivators are eye-opening for me"

Zhang Hai smiled slightly and said, and then landed on the top of a mountain together

"What about the other Daoists?

Zhang Hai glanced around and found that there was only one person on the top of the mountain here.

"There are already more than ten Taoist friends here, just in some places around, there is no concentration"

Shen Nian swept around, and sure enough, there would be a lot of aura mixed in the mountains and forests.

"By the way, have the two Fang seniors come back?"

"Not really"

Zhang Hai frowned, it shouldn't have happened to anyone, but when he thought that both of them were Root Transformation Realm spiritual cultivators, even if something went wrong, it wasn't something that he, a little Hui Spirit Realm cultivator, was worried about.

But until dark, almost all of the Hui Spirit Realm had already come, Fang Mu and Fang Yun still did not appear, that is to say, the brothers and sisters of the Fang family broke their promises, this is not a good phenomenon, if the ordinary team members did not come, maybe everyone would have left first, but Fang Mu is the leader this time, and the same cultivation is also the highest, if there is no Fang brother and sister, their team will have at least half of the combat effectiveness, and it is very likely that it will become a sweet and sweet in the eyes of some people.

This is something that no one can accept!

On the second day, the brother and sister still did not come back, and many of the spiritual practices became a little impatient.

On the third day, he still didn't come back, all the spiritual cultivators were called together, as for the leader, it was the middle-aged man with a scar on his face, at this time, he had dispersed the qi and blood all over his body, a body cultivator who refined blood, plus the cultivation of the eighth layer of Huiling, even if it was the peak of Huiling, he might not be able to defeat, in the case that Zhang Hai did not show his strength, he was the most powerful among the people, and he faintly became the leader of the rest of the people.

"Fellow Daoists, Senior Fang, they didn't come here at the stipulated time, I don't know what you Daoists think."

Many of the spiritual practices below began to talk about it, these people are all casual practices, and one of the major characteristics of casual practice is that it is independent and difficult to run-in, and everyone has their own characteristics, and after a while there is still nothing to say.

"What do you think of Daoyou?"

Finally, a spiritual cultivator asked the scar-faced man, after all, his strength is the highest on the surface now, and his opinion naturally accounts for a large part of the weight.

"I've listened to some of what you have just discussed, and it can be summed up in three points."

"First of all, the first is to continue to wait, but no one knows when the seniors will come back, after all, anything can happen in the spiritual cultivation world."

The implication is that it is very likely that something will happen, and there is no point in continuing to wait.

"The second is that only we are waiting to set off, Yuanfeng Domain has walked about half the distance, and there is still half of it, but there is no positive pressure in the Root Realm, only if we wait, it is a piece of fragrant bread in the eyes of many people. ”

Generally speaking, in the early stage of root transformation, they can single out five or six high-level spiritual cultivators, which means that their group of people can solve it by adding up to four or five early stage spiritual cultivators, or if they come to a mid-level spiritual cultivator, they will have to disperse and flee for their lives.

"In the end, it's the same as before, find a city to see if you can find some masters, or directly fund the hiring of a Root Transformation Realm spiritual cultivator, I believe there are not many problems."

"I don't know which one you care about, or how many of them are combined."

The scar-faced man looked at the crowd as he finished speaking.

Suddenly, the people below began to talk again, the most important thing was that the spiritual cultivators of the tenth and eighth and ninth layers of the spirit were speaking, as for those with relatively low cultivation, they had been listening quietly, in this kind of matter, as long as they did not leave the team, they would not have much right to speak.

Zhang Hai didn't say anything, just listened quietly to everyone's words, if the discussion took over and he could accept it, then follow along, if he couldn't, he simply left directly, to see if he could find another team, anyway, there was a way.

Soon a few people discussed the results, and waited for two more days, if the Mu brothers and sisters did not come back, they would find a city within the range of Guyun Ridge to see if they could find other teams, if they couldn't find it, everyone would have some spirit stones, and hire a spiritual cultivator from the Root Transformation Realm to escort them.

There is no objection to it, and this is indeed the best situation at the moment.

However, what was unexpected was that just after everyone discussed taking it, on the second day, the Fang brothers and sisters came back, Fang Mu was still the same as before, but his face was pale, his left arm was missing, and he looked like he had experienced a tragic battle, as for Fang Yuntou next to him, he was wearing a cloak and couldn't see anything unusual.

"Senior Fang, what's going on with you?"

The scar-faced man surnamed Xiang was the first to walk out, looking at the two of them with a frown.

"Something's wrong, but it's been resolved, let's go"

It was Fang Mu who spoke, and then Fang Yun, who was standing on the side, released the spaceship that Zhang Hai and the others had been riding before.

"Let's go"

Fang Mu was about to leave.

"Wait!"

Just as Fang Mu beckoned everyone to get on the boat, he spoke to the man surnamed him

"What's the matter?"

Fang Mu turned around and looked at Zhang Hai and the others, although they opened their mouths casually, there was a faint coercion emanating from their bodies, Zhang Hai was shocked to find that Fang Mu had reached the middle stage of transformation at some point, and his vigilance was raised, what happened to this Fang brother and sister in just six or seven days? Why did Fang Mu advance, and it was in the middle stage of transformation root, he was not an opponent, if it was Fang Yun in the early stage of Huiling, Zhang Hai would have some trouble escaping.

"Mid-Root!"

Not only Zhang Hai, almost everyone was vigilant, now if the Fang brothers and sisters joined forces now, a group of them would not be opponents.

Originally, more than a dozen Hui Spirit Realm and two Hui Root Realm were almost equal in strength, which allowed this team to be established, but now this balance has been broken, don't look at Fang Mu now it seems that he has been seriously injured, but the Root Transformation Realm is completely different from the Hui Spirit Realm, after the Transformation Root Realm, there are only three layers in a large realm, and the corresponding difference in the strength of each small realm is also very different, even if it is seriously injured, it is much more than the previous strength.

"Senior, I want to leave this team. ”

Immediately, there was a spiritual cultivator of the fifth layer of Huiling who spoke, there was more than one team, as long as he took the time, he would definitely be able to find a team again, his purpose was to get through the Yuanfeng Domain safely, if he followed a spiritual cultivator who had the strength to kill him, then what safety would he talk about.

"Leave?"

Fang Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of dangerous aura emanated, Zhang Hai quietly took a few steps back, and a few white chess pieces appeared in his palm, just when Fang Mu squinted just now, he had a feeling of extreme danger, which had never appeared on Fang Mu's body before.

"Okay, why are you leaving?"

Fang Mu's voice was also a little hoarse, indescribably cold.

"This ......"

The spiritual cultivator didn't dare to speak again, Fang Mu's state made him feel a little frightened.

"Senior Fang, what do you mean by this?"

The father and daughter and another spiritual cultivator of the tenth layer of Huiling stood up, although they still shouted about their predecessors in their words, but there was not much respect in them, the Fang brothers and sisters forcibly kept them, there must be a conspiracy in it, they don't like others to calculate themselves,

"Senior Fang, I feel that there is no need for this team to survive now, I want to leave"

The scar-faced man also stood up to speak, and then looked at Zhang Hai, Zhang Hai was the last spiritual cultivator of the tenth layer of the Hui Ling, but he had not yet expressed his position, he now felt that this square wood was very dangerous, even more dangerous than the mid-stage spiritual cultivation that he encountered after he went out of Fengyang City, if there was no real situation, it was better to be careful of the surrogate girl.

However, even if Zhang Hai didn't say anything, the other Huiling high-level spiritual cultivators here had already stood in line.

Now that Fang Mu is seriously injured, they can barely reach a draw, if they are better with Fang Mu's injuries, it will be a man-made knife and I will be a fish.

It's best to leave now.

"Oh, do you all think so?"

Fang Mu's eyes began to slowly turn red, not that bright red but a hint of dark red, mixed with this trace of black, very weird, no matter who looked at him, he would feel that his heartbeat would suddenly miss a beat, and he quickly shifted his gaze.