"What? Why do you want us to wait for the next one?"

"I've already paid, why are you keeping us waiting?"

Several Demon Realm monks shouted in displeasure.

Fang Zongqi was calm, he was closing his eyes to recuperate, when he heard this movement, he raised his eyebrows, but he just opened one eye, and after less than a moment, he continued to close, but it was the fugue that was too empty, and the power of the dream was released, wanting to feel the wonder of Skull City.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if he waits, he doesn't wait, as long as he can go to the inner city, is he in a hurry, and what is he afraid of?

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Fang Zong's heart jumped, and under the shroud of the power of the dream, he infiltrated the rental place of the Magic Tower Flying Bat, but saw seven or eight black shadows sneaking into the habitat of the Magic Tower Flying Bat.

A huge demon bat with a body of 100 zhang long was lying there lazily, carrying an ancient tower-shaped building with more than thirty floors.

At this time, the magic tower flying bat was lying there dozing off, and seven or eight black shadows quietly slipped to its side.

Fang Zong "saw" that those black shadows took out some strange medicinal powder and began to sprinkle it on the huge nose of the Demon Tower Flying Bat.

The Demon Tower Flying Bat was still sleeping, but when it smelled the smell of the powder, it woke up suddenly, its huge body shaking in its habitat, and making a sharp sound.

"That's it, withdraw!"

After doing all this, the dark shadows immediately fled in all directions, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Fang Zong was slightly shocked in his heart, he always felt a little strange, these black shadows were able to enter and exit this place so swaggeringly, and the most important thing was that the hidden powerhouse in this place did not make a single move, there was obviously a problem.

At this time, he saw that the magic tower flying bat was becoming more and more crazy, and began to scurry around the habitat, plowing the ground into potholes and making a mess.

The Demon Tower Flying Bat became more and more crazy, as if it had finally alarmed the keepers here, and these monks of the Demon Clan all looked shocked one by one, and hurriedly reported the matter to the steward.

Young Master Yunli has begun to show his identity, the nineteenth young master of the Demon Ear family, and he is also a very beloved disciple of the ancestor of the Demon Ear family.

The Demon Elder Family has a respected status in the Dharma Protector Hall, especially the Elder Tianqian, the ancestor of the Demon Elder Family, who is a ninth-rank elder.

In the Demon Realm, it is the existence above the Demon God Realm, except for the Demon Emperor and the Heavenly Eye Chief, who are more powerful supreme masters, they are one of the best people, and they belong to the kind of existence that can make the Demon Realm earthquake even if they stomp their feet.

With such an identity, those monks who originally wanted to oppose it immediately quieted down, not daring to say anything more.

Young Master Yunli was very proud when he saw a few people who were speechless, he enjoyed this feeling of being feared very much, but before he could be happy for long, the steward sent him a "unfortunate" news.

"What? This last magic tower flying bat went crazy and didn't listen to the drive?" Young Master Yunli's face instantly turned gloomy.

Almost instantly, a murderous look appeared in his eyes, almost so frightened that the steward's legs weakened, and he was about to kneel.

Everyone present thought that Young Master Yunli was just angry with his young master, but only Fang Zong knew that Yun Li must have sensed that something was wrong at this time.

He wanted to go back to pay homage to his ancestor, but this kind of thing happened suddenly, needless to say, someone must have planned everything behind his back, the purpose was not to let him return to the Demon Clan.

Young Master Yunli naturally figured this out in an instant.

He immediately said to one of the people beside him, "What should I do, Uncle Yingen, is there any other way to go back to the inner city?"

The man was tall and good-looking, with a rough face, and a beard, but he was carrying a long knife, dressed like a swordsman, and shook his head helplessly.

When Young Master Yunli saw this, he was furious.

If you want to cross the outer city and the inner city, the most important thing is to cross the soul river.

The Soul River does not cross people, but only souls, so if you want to cross the Soul River, you must either take a ghost boat or call the Magic Tower Flying Bat.

The ghost boat is too slow, and sailing through the soul river is full of dangers and dangers, and no one dares to cross the river rashly unless it is a last resort.

Only the Demon Tower Flying Bats, because they themselves carry a chaotic yin qi, which is the breath they breed by eating the chaotic qi in the void, which can allow them to fly freely in the soul river without being affected by the soul river, and naturally, it has become the best tool to cross the soul river.

But now, the last Demon Tower Flying Bat has gone crazy and is difficult to control, and the next thing is hard to say.

Fang Zong was also a little angry in his heart, he was really a little unhappy that he was delayed for no reason, but he just shook his head and ignored it.

"That's it, the struggle for the rights of these disciples of the family is still less subtle, and I'm running for my life now!"

But sometimes, he doesn't cause trouble, but trouble comes to the door.

The young master of Yunli saw that the magic tower flying bat was crazy and couldn't control it, and he couldn't help but feel evil to the side of his guts, and he became angry with the people who were waiting.

"How can this be reasonable, it's all because of you guys, Uncle Yingen, kill me all!" Young Master Yunli said ferociously.

"Yes, young master!" the burly swordsman didn't say a word, and immediately struck.

The first to bear the brunt were those monks who had stood up against him before, and as soon as the swordsman won his hand, they became the souls of the swords, even if there were two people like him, who were also in the realm of demon babies, they still died tragically.

Seeing that Young Master Yunli actually said that he would kill like this, the rest of the people in the room began to panic, but no one resisted, but begged for mercy again and again.

In fact, even if they want to resist, there is no way, in front of the long knife of the swordsman, they have no power to resist at all, as long as you want to escape, they will be directly cut into a blood mist by a knife qi, and their form and spirit will be destroyed.

Fang Zong was speechless, the ferocity of this Demon Realm really amazed him, just a moment of anger, he directly killed the nearly thirty demon clan monks present, and the onlookers and the protectors of Young Master Yunli were all indifferent, as if they had already seen the strangeness.

All of this gave Fang Zong a deeper understanding of the murderous nature of the Demon Realm.

The swordsman also seemed to see Fang Zong, snorted coldly, and slashed over, the sword aura was bright, falling like a long river, as if he wanted to rush Fang Zong's body.

After all, the cultivation aura that Fang Zong showed was only in the Yuanying realm.

But at the moment when the sword qi machine landed on his body, his eyes opened suddenly, his eyes flashed, and the sword qi disappeared three feet in front of him.

The swordsman Ying En's eyes shrank, and he immediately put away his knife and returned to the side of Young Master Yunli.

"Oh? There is actually a heavenly demon power in this? is so secretive, I don't dare to show my cultivation aura, I know at a glance that it is not a good thing, but this young master doesn't mind, hurry up and roll over, this young master will spare you from dying, after today, I will be my war slave." Young Master Yunli snorted coldly.

Fang Zong couldn't help but laugh dumbly, this Young Master Yunli was really arrogant, obviously he had already revealed the aura of the heavenly and human level, the other party could still be so calm, and he was so ashamed.

The gentlemen that Fang Zong had seen in the past were not like this young master of Yunli, who didn't know whether to live or die.

Seeing that Fang Zong's lines did not move at all, Young Master Yunli laughed angrily: "What? Still refuse? Looking at your appearance, is it difficult that you still want to resist?"

"Hehe, what, can't I kill you?" Fang Zong let out a sneer.

Unexpectedly, the other party was completely unafraid, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "This place is Skull City, and my ancestor is the ninth elder of the Dharma Protector Hall, if you dare to touch a single hair of mine, my ancestor will immediately feel it, and when the time comes, he can take your life in a flash, you dare to kill me?"

As he spoke, Young Master Yunli sneered contemptuously.

Fang Zong frowned slightly, but he somewhat understood why everyone was so afraid of this Yunli Young Master.

It turned out that it was also because of the prestige of that ninth-rank elder, Fang Zong still had some hidden means on the other side.

When Young Master Yunli saw Fang Zong's silence, he thought that he had frightened the other party, and showed a smug smile, and then said, "Hehe, now you know that you are afraid, right? ”

"I'm not interested!" Fang Zong just said casually, then his body moved, and in the next moment, he had already come to the steward's side, and asked, "Steward, how is that magic tower flying bat now?" take me to see it!"

What a speed!

This is the thought that comes to the minds of the people.

The speed that Fang Zong showed was so amazing that even the two Dao Protectors of Young Master Yunli didn't see Fang Zong's speed clearly at all.

And in this process, Fang Zong didn't even use his own cultivation power, and he relied on his physical body to reach such a speed.

Although the speed was amazing, the monks who watched couldn't help but sigh secretly, only to say that Fang Zong was dying soon.

Even if it's fast, what can it be? even if it's the Heavenly Demon Realm?

In front of the existence of the Demon God Realm, there was no doubt that he would die, and in the eyes of everyone, unless Fang Zong surrendered to Young Master Yunli, he had no way to live.

Unexpectedly, he didn't mean to surrender at all, but asked about the condition of the magic tower flying bat.

It's really a pot that doesn't mention which pot to open, Young Master Yunli was already angry with everyone about the matter of the Magic Tower Flying Bat, and when he heard Fang Zong mention it again, he was even more angry.

"Hmph, it seems that you really killed yourself!" Young Master Yunli snorted coldly.

"Stay where it's cool!"

Fang Zong didn't look at him, flicked his sleeves, and threw out a ball of cultivation power, smashing the young master of Yunli out.

This place has already been sealed by him with the power of dreams, and if you want to kill this young master of Yunli, you only need to move your fingers.

Seeing Fang Zong so bold, the steward was also taken aback.

"You...... You...... You are so bold, even Young Master Yunli dares to fight!" said the steward in astonishment.

"Stop talking nonsense, take me to see the flying bat. ”

Fang Zong looked at the steward coldly, and a murderous aura suddenly emerged, which immediately made the steward break out in a cold sweat and tremble.

The steward looked at Fang Zong fearfully, then nodded, and led Fang Zong out of the room, stepping into the valley where the Magic Tower Flying Bat was located.

Young Master Yunli was annoyed and angry, and when he stood up, he wanted to let the two Dao Protectors take action, capture Fang Zong, and even wanted to send a message to the Demon Ear family.

But at this moment, Fang Zong came with a sentence: "Don't think that if you take the old ghost of Tianqian out to talk about it, this seat will not dare to kill you, if you are offended again, even if your ancestor kneels and begs me, it will not be killed." ”

Young Master Yunli, who heard this, was shocked, and his face changed.

In the following days, it was the birthday banquet of the ancestor of their Demon Clan, called the Great Birthday, in fact, the ancestor wanted to take this opportunity to invite some old friends to discuss the future battle of luck.

It is precisely because of this that there will be many distinguished guests who will come to scream at the ancestor's birthday banquet, could it be that that person is also a distinguished guest invited by the ancestor of the Mo'e family?

Could it be a prince?

Thinking of this, Young Master Yunli felt a little uncertain, and he didn't know whether to send a message back to the Demon Clan.

If it was really a distinguished guest invited by the old man, if he tossed it like this, it would be tantamount to offending the honored guest of the ancestor, and it would be unlucky.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case.

Taking advantage of the time when Young Master Yunli was entangled, Fang Zong had already come to the potholed magic tower flying bat habitat under the guidance of the steward, and the crazy magic tower flying bat was already dying at this time, and fell to the ground limply, but he was about to die.

"It's really vicious!" Fang Zong was secretly shocked in his heart.

After all, the Demon Tower Flying Bat is the main tool for crossing the Soul River, and there are not many of them, so it is naturally particularly precious, but in order to stop Young Master Yunli from returning to the family, the other party actually poisoned a Demon Tower Flying Bat without mercy, which is also enough to save blood.