In the cave east of the Blood Phoenix Nest.

"Ouch......"

Fang Xiaoxiao struggled to stand up, gasping in pain.

She looked around, her face full of confusion, "I'm still alive?"

"These ancient formations have all been wiped out, who is it that is so strong?"

Fang Xiaoxiao's face changed slightly, and her pupils contracted.

When she looked at the huge skeleton in front of her, cold sweat flowed from her forehead.

"What happened next?"

"Gotta get out of here!"

Fang Xiaoxiao took out the pill and swallowed a few pills in a row.

After pranayama, go quickly.

Soon after.

She came to the surface and followed behind a few immortal cultivators.

"This time, I'm lucky to survive, thanks to the Divine Daoist!"

"Yes, after listening to the sound of the piano, not only the body recovered, but the talent was enhanced dozens of times, and some people were even enhanced by a hundred times!"

"It's really a great creation, now, even if Fang Xiaoxiao's talent is compared to ours, I'm afraid she doesn't even have the qualifications to lift shoes!"

"Don't talk, the Divine Daoist has arranged for us to find the Blood Phoenix!

"Good!"

A few people left quickly.

Fang Xiaoxiao listened to this, and the expression on her face changed.

"Is there really a god and a trick in this world?"

"No matter, let's go back first!"

After speaking, Fang Xiaoxiao turned into Changhong and left quickly.

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Sun Hao looked around and found that there was no figure, so he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

This time, I was well prepared, but I didn't see the immortal cultivator.

Even if they see it, as soon as they meet, they shout and kill and take their own lives.

"Hey......"

Sun Hao sighed secretly.

Forget it, go back this time and prepare a lot of ammunition.

In the future, together with Rumeng, he will go all over the world and send things all over the world.

At that time, will it be difficult to collect dissatisfaction with the fortune value?

"Okay, let's take it all as a dream, let's go back!" Sun Hao said.

"Okay, Childe!"

Huang Rumeng finished collecting his things and galloped away with Sun Hao.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is three days.

The Blood Phoenix Nest is located in the northern part of the Western Regions, close to the Northern Regions and Zhongzhou.

Most of the people who came to the Blood Phoenix Nest this time were immortal cultivators from the Western Regions, Northern Regions, and Central Prefectures.

Because of the matter of the Blood Phoenix Nest, the name of the mysterious Taoist spread throughout the entire Western Regions, and even spread rapidly to the Northern Regions and Zhongzhou.

So many immortal cultivators have seen it with their own eyes, and after many transmissions, the Divine Daoist has become an omnipotent existence when they reach the back.

As long as the gods and treacherous Taoists are mentioned, the eyes of many immortal cultivators are shining, and the color of worship is written all over their faces.

There are too many people to visit the gods and tricks.

Of course, the name of the Divine and Mysterious Daoist is not only spread among the human race, but also throughout the evil and demon races.

On this day, somewhere in the Purple Sun Star, in a tower built by a skull.

The five-meter-tall humanoid skeleton sat in the main seat, and in its hollow eyes, two soul flames kept jumping.

It is none other than the Lord of the Evil Race, the Ghost Candle.

In front of the ghost candle, there were more than a dozen patriarchs, each of whom was so powerful that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

"Plop!"

A sound sounded, and the patriarch of the Heart-Eater clan knelt down, his voice grieving, "Great Lord, our clan has suffered heavy losses, please help our clan avenge this blood sea of deep revenge!"

After speaking, the patriarch of the Heart Eater kept kowtowing.

"Get up!"

The ghost candle opened his mouth faintly, and his voice roared.

The voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, and when he heard the ears of the heart eater patriarch, he couldn't help but tremble and quickly stood up.

Then, the ghost candle swept his eyes and said, "You guys, what do you have to say?"

"Lord!"

At this time, the patriarch of the corpse puppet clan, the ink soul, stepped forward.

"Say!" said Ghost Candle.

"Divine and treacherous Daoist, three times to destroy my clan's plan, must be eliminated!" said the ink soul.

"In that case, you also believe that there are gods and treacherous people?" Ghost Candle's voice revealed a bit of anger.

As soon as these words came out.

The patriarchs couldn't help but tremble.

"Lord, isn't it?" asked the Ink Soul.

"Wait for a long brain!"

The ghost candle soul flame kept jumping, as if it was angry.

When the patriarchs heard this, they lowered their heads one after another, not daring to face it.

"Three times I have a bad plan, each time, it is laid out in advance, you say, who can calculate this?" said Ghost Candle.

"Lord, that group of bald donkeys in the Western Elysium are proficient in the Dao of Time, could it be that they did all this?"

"Not bad!"

Ghost Candle nodded slightly, "The Divine Daoist is just a bald donkey in the Western Elysium, controlling everything behind his back, and doing a bad thing for me!"

"How can such a mind escape the eyes of this throne!" said Ghost Candle.

Hear this.

Many patriarchs showed a look of sudden realization on their faces.

If the Divine Trick Man is some bald donkey, then everything does make sense.

See through the future and do everything.

Today, who can do it except the bald donkeys of the Western Elysium?

"The Lord is wise!"

The patriarchs bowed to the ground and saluted again.

"Lord, since the Divine Trick is some bald donkey, what should we do?" asked the Ink Soul.

"Of course, after finding him, kill him!"

Ghost Candle's calm voice was full of domineering.

In the eye sockets, two soul flames revealed incomparable confidence.

"Lord, leave this matter to me!" said the Ink Soul.

"Lord, let me go!"

"Lord, deal with the bald donkey, let me go, it will be much easier!"

A group of patriarchs stood up one after another.

In the eyes of the ghost candle, the soul flame beat slightly.

In the end, he turned his head to the ink soul, "This matter, leave it to the ink soul!"

"Thank you, Lord!" the ink soul knelt down and saluted respectfully.

"Give you three months, and if you don't finish it, come and see you!" said Ghost Candle.

"Yes, Lord!"

"Okay, that's the end of today, let's disperse!"

After speaking, the ghost candle's figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

"Hoo ......"

The other patriarchs disappeared one by one.

"Finally got this task!"

There was no skin on the face of the ink soul, and his smile was very calm.

"Hoo ......"

Then, his form flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already in a cave.

"Haha......"

The ink soul looked up to the sky and laughed, like madness.

"The tricky man, it turned out to be a bald donkey, this is interesting!"

"If you can do everything, your strength must not be weak, and when this seat refines you into a puppet, maybe it will not be weaker than the drought!"

"At that time, the position of the first clan will be none other than my corpse puppet clan!"

"Haha......"

The Ink Soul laughed again.

"Patriarch, what's the good thing?"

At this moment, a dark shadow floated in.

"Mo Yan, you've come just in time!"

Ink Soul looked at the dark shadow and spoke.

"Patriarch, you say!" said the Shadow.

"Mo Yan, this time the Lord has sent my clan to kill the Divine Tricksters!" said the Ink Soul.

"Tricksters?"

"Is that the mysterious Taoist who did everything to make my clan lose four generals?" asked the Black Shadow.

"That's good!" Ink Soul nodded.

"Patriarch, I'm afraid this person is not easy to deal with!" said the Black Shadow.

"Of course, you don't know, he's a bald donkey in Elysium!" said the Ink Soul.

"What, bald donkey, what should we do? Since he has his eye on us, then he will know in advance any means we do, Patriarch, this is not a good errand!"

"Besides, where is this mysterious man?

"If we do, we might fall into his trap again!" said the Shadow.

"You're right!"

"Don't worry, we have three months!"

"It's easy to find out where he is, you just need to ask the Heart Demon Clan for help, and you can find it. ”

"Since he can count all our actions, then we can't do it ourselves, so we can only borrow a knife to kill!" said the ink soul.

"Borrowing a knife to kill someone?"

"Whose knife should we borrow? Ordinary knives won't hurt the Divine Mystery at all!" said the Black Shadow.

"Don't worry, I'll see the High Priest tomorrow!

"Alright, you go down first and get ready to get the Dryfish out!" said the Ink Soul.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

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