The energy of the three people in the field, Wei Juan and Ishii Dongxiang, was on top of the stalemate divine body, Fang Yuan was thinking about how to get out of the Wutong coffin quickly, and no one noticed that a petite and slender figure had already sneaked into the side of the divine body.

Fang Yuan also noticed the situation here when he heard Wei Juan's loud shout, and a tall and slender figure was reflected on the wall on the side, and his legs were thin and long from the faint oblique light.

When he saw the man's appearance clearly, his face was suddenly shocked, and he exclaimed urgently, "Michiko Kigakure, why are you here? Shouldn't you ......?"

"What should it be?"

Michiko Kigakure looked back at Fang Yuan, who was full of doubts, and asked, "Should I be blessed with you to sleep in that dirty and smelly cell?"

At this time, Fang Yuan seemed to realize something, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "What about the children, what did you do to them?"

Michiko Kirikin shrugged her shoulders slightly and said, "Who knows, I'm not their babysitter, what can I do...... The only thing you have to do is to close the door when you leave. But I came across a tree base that I didn't know whether to live or die, and I looked like I was dying and struggling, and I was even shouting to protect others. So I showed mercy and helped him to be free. ”

As soon as these words came out, Fang Yuan's eyes instantly turned red, and he glared at Michiko Michiko and said coldly: "Not harming a woman's life is a bottom line in my heart that has never been stated. But you're not a woman...... You're a demon......"

However, just as Fang Yuan's body was about to make a move, a strange sinister laugh accompanied by muffled applause sounded around the empty space, and a black figure staggered down the top of the stairs.

"Well, that's great. Originally, I had just come to find a god, but fate had given me a great gift. I didn't expect to see you here...... Fang Yuan!"

The tone is melodious and the radio is ruthless, and it is not difficult to see from these two points alone that the owner of this voice must be a perverse person. Fang Yuanxun looked for prestige, and it turned out to be the strange man with a black mask that he had met in Daya Mountain at that time.

"Is that you?"

How could this guy be like a ghost who never dispersed, but Fang Yuan really couldn't guess who this guy was. But since he can mingle with Bai Miao, he must not be a good person.

"I don't care who you are, what you want to do, but don't get in my way! ”

The man with the mask smiled gloomily and said, "You are really arrogant enough, have you forgotten how embarrassed you were when you ran away last time?"

As soon as the words fell, the man slammed out a punch in Fang Yuan's direction. This punch slammed into the void in front of the man's chest at once, forming a fist-shaped phantom, vaguely and visibly attacking straight towards Fang Yuan's front door.

In the process of fist-shaped phantom impact, the surrounding air flow was constantly stirred, and a long tail was dragged, like a meteor falling into the world, and a gust of wind chirped in the small space that stirred up.

The other party was extremely imposing, but Fang Yuan didn't care, because at this moment, he was already a whole lot stronger than the last time he met this guy. The same moves may have been a bit challenging for him at the time, but for him now, it is really not a problem.

Seeing that the fist-shaped phantom was about to touch Fang Yuan, his body suddenly turned into a phantom. The fist-shaped phantom just passed through the void image that Fang Yuan had turned into, instantly collapsing a staircase behind him.

"Oh? you seem to ...... It's a lot stronger than last time!No wonder you're so confident in speaking again, it seems that you're also a monster, you haven't seen you for a few days, and you've grown so much!"

Fang Yuan's momentary performance was actually not clear to the masked man at all, he had no idea what kind of means Fang Yuan had used, and he had easily dodged his attack.

In fact, Fang Yuan didn't use any special means at all, he was just a little faster. He dodged to the side as the attack was about to touch him, and waited until the attack was over to return to its original position. Because the speed is too fast, it becomes an illusion in the eyes of others.

Despite this, it was not difficult to see from the masked man's indifferent tone that although he was a little surprised by Fang Yuan's growth, he didn't seem to care very much.

However, the moment Fang Yuan just saw this guy, his expression suddenly tightened. In the current situation, his only ally, Wei Juan, was also a second dog who might turn against the water at any time, coupled with such a fatal enemy, Fang Yuan was really a little unbearable.

So after weighing it again, Fang Yuan decided that it was better to take the first one, after all...... Come and don't be rude. So his figure flickered slightly, and when he reappeared, he had already come to the side of the masked man.

Looking at this guy who had forced him to death, a sneer appeared on Fang Yuan's face and said, "For the sake of fairness, let's punch ...... Change a punch!"

Through the mask, Fang Yuan couldn't see the other party's expression clearly at the moment. But judging from some subtle movements on his body, the masked man seemed to show a rare look of surprise.

The rise and fall were as swift as thunder, and almost in an instant, Fang Yuan's fist had already pierced the masked man's chest and quickly retracted it.

If it weren't for the vague black goo on his hands, it is estimated that no one in the audience would have been able to detect what he had just done.

Even the masked man who was the person in question realized that there was an extra hole in his chest the size of a bowl after seeing the black slime on Fang Yuan's hand. Although this punch may not directly kill him, it is enough to put him in a state of near-death struggle.

It was then that a sharp pain belatedly penetrated his brain. The masked man suddenly looked very weak, leaning on the stairs behind him, his hands tightly clutching the hole in his chest.

Although it was the masked man who was injured and dying, Fang Yuan's doubts and incomprehension at the moment also shook his heart deeply. Because the liquid on his hands was obviously not blood.

It seemed that after raising his eyes to look at the masked man whose breath had become chaotic, Ishii Togo let out a cold snort and said, "It seems that ...... You are the leader of the third-party invaders. You ants really don't know how to live or die, and you dare to covet my divine body!"

The masked man still looked unimpressed, as if everything was still under his control. He asked rhetorically, "I don't think your word is accurate, but since you and I are not Huaxia people, I won't bother with you on this meaning." As for the divine body, as long as he has not merged with you, he cannot yet be said to be yours. ”

A chilling sneer came out of Ishii Togo's body: "Since that's the case, then I'll fuse it to show you in person!"

As he spoke, his wrinkled palm slapped heavily on the wheelchair. More than a dozen dark purple flames suddenly erupted from around the altar, deep and dim, like the grand ceremony of some kind of cult.

"Below the ants, your life will be full of meaning from this moment on, because ...... You will have the privilege of observing the birth of a god!"

Then, Ishii Togo said to Michiko Kigakure, "Michiko, send the divine body over!"

The divine body was floating in front of Michiko Kishiin at the moment, and she nodded solemnly when she heard this, and then the aura in her hand suddenly rose, and her palm slapped on the piece of divine body suspended in front of her.

Seeing this, Wei Juan exclaimed: "Fang Yuan, stop her! You must not let Ishii Dongxiang merge with the divine body! He himself has already stepped into the realm of Taisu in half a step, once he merges with the divine body, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Even if Wei Juan didn't say it, Fang Yuan naturally understood that he would never let this old thing get his wish. Just when the dozen or so flames erupted just now, the inside of the sycamore coffin also seemed to be violently agitated.

Although Fang Yuan didn't know what kind of connection it had, even if he was sluggish, he could see that if Ishii Dongxiang wanted to combine with the divine body, he was afraid that this sycamore coffin would be a very important part of it.

Whether Ishii Dongxiang would use this to enter the Taisu realm or even become stronger was not a question that Fang Yuan needed to consider. At this moment, there is only one thought in his heart, that is, he must not let the Wutong coffin be affected a little bit, even if it is just a little bit!

The divine body was suddenly subjected to force while floating, and it must have moved with the momentum, but Michiko's movements were naturally not as fast as Fang Yuan's. At the moment when she slapped her palm on the coffin of the sycamore, Fang Yuan had already jumped and intercepted between Michiko Kigakuin and Ishii Togo.

But what happened next made everyone present instantly dumbfounded.

Neither Ishii Dongxiang, who thought that the victory was in his hands, nor Fang Yuan, who thought that he would succeed, did not expect that the movement path of the divine body was actually not in this direction for them, but flew towards the masked man who was leaning on the stairs and dying.

Ishii Togo's eyes, which had been slightly closed, finally opened a little wider, and he exclaimed, "Michiko...... You!"

However, at this moment, Fang Yuan's mood was more complicated, because he could see it more clearly from his angle, Michiko Kigakure was definitely not a mistake or a hand tremor just now, she deliberately sent the divine body to the direction of the masked man.

As soon as he landed, his body was still not stable, and Fang Yuan blurted out, "Who are you?"

Michiko Kishiin, who was still looking at Ishii Togo with horror and innocence on her face, suddenly turned cold when she heard Fang Yuan's question.

She turned her eyes to look at Fang Yuan and said in a deep voice, "My name is Michiko Kishiin, and I am the only descendant of the Musashi family's retainer Michikure clan. has been lurking in Huaxia for many years, and her pseudonym is Wu Xiaomei. ”

As she spoke, Michiko Kirikin suddenly smiled ghostly and said, "But now...... I work for the Silla Society......"