The people on the ground looked up, but they saw a woman in a palace floating in the sky. The woman looked to be in her twenties, and she was very beautiful. She was dressed in a blue shirt, with beautiful wrists and beautiful eyes, and a snow-white complexion. The gentle breeze stirred the hem of her skirt, like a fairy in the sky. But at this time, the fairy's eyes showed a fierce aura, and the momentum was compelling.

Jiang Yushu on the ground exclaimed in surprise: "Auntie!"

It turned out that this woman was actually the aunt of Jiang Yushu, the lord of Jiang State, who had been cultivating in an immortal sect in the East China Sea since she was a child, and she was also an immortal person. Although she looks like she is only in her early twenties, it is because she has a good immortal method and a good way to stay beautiful.

The woman took Jiang Yushu aside, frowned slightly, and reprimanded: "It is clear that you have spiritual roots in your body, but you refuse to cultivate, you have to guard this acre and three points of land to be the lord of the country, and now you are humiliated, and your father's face has been lost by you!"

Jiang Yushu lowered his head, and Nuo Nuo was speechless.

"But it doesn't matter, just three turns of Jindan, kill it, and then execute this cadre and others together, you can also protect my Jiang family's face!"

Seeing Jiang Yushu's dejected appearance, the woman spoke again, her voice was as clear as winter spring water, and everyone was really frightened when she heard it. Fang Redemption was even more unsteady, looking at the Ninth Palace of the Van as if asking for help.

The Ninth Palace of the Vatican Palace was not as frightened as the old Dao and Fang Redemption on the ground. Instead, he looked at the woman in the sky with interest, her body moved slightly, and she walked in front of the woman step by step as if she was stepping on an unnecessary staircase in the air.

As he walked to the sky, Fang Shili suddenly felt that the shackles on his body were gone. But no one will pay attention to him at this time.

"Interesting, there are still characters like you in such a remote place, if I am not mistaken, you are not more than 100 years old, but your cultivation has reached the seventh turn of Jindan, not bad, not bad!"

The woman's expression became a little solemn. When the Ninth Palace approached her, she noticed that this man was not only too young, but also had a solid momentum that should not be underestimated.

"Who is Your Excellency? I'm afraid you are not an unknown person. ”

"Zu Zhou, the Sanskrit clan, one of the three thousand golden armor gods, the Nine Palaces of the Brahman. ”

The Nine Palaces of the Buddha spoke slowly.

The pupils of the palace woman shrank suddenly. Even the ancestral continent is thousands of miles away from here, and she also knows the existence of the Sanskrit family. Without him, just because of this Sanskrit clan, domineering and rampant, the murderous reputation is outside. Even if they are not in the Ancestral Continent region, they dare to cross the void and destroy people without any scruples.

"I heard you say that this is an eastward departure from the territory. If I'm not mistaken, there is a sect hundreds of miles east of this place, and its name is ...... It's Dongli, right?" Fan Jiugong continued, with a smile on his face and a hint of teasing.

The woman's pretty face turned pale! This is a disaster that falls from the sky! Judging from the actions of the Sanskrit people, even if the nine palaces of the Brahman are allowed to leave, it will inevitably lead to the destruction of the country and the sect.

Now, the only way to kill him on the spot is to get rid of these ants below, and then get rid of these ants below, you can also protect Jiang Guo and the sect. At the thought of this, her face became resolute.

The body moved freely, and without warning, the woman's body immediately took a step forward. As she fell, ripples in the void spread rapidly from beneath her feet. The ripples were like water waves, surging forward in circles. In front of the Ninth Palace, it has turned into a monstrous wave!

It's easy to change if you worry too much, so it's better to start first!

The Ninth Palace of the Fan Dynasty was not alarmed, and drank coldly: "Dare to make a move on my Brahman clan, you are very good!" After finishing speaking, I saw that the golden armor on his body shone brightly for a moment, as if a layer of golden ripples were waving around him. The golden ripples collided with the cyan waves, and it was difficult to distinguish them from each other for a while, and after a moment of holding each other, they all disappeared.

This temptation made the palace woman secretly amazed in her heart. This golden armor is really extraordinary, but I'm afraid it's a rare magic weapon.

"Do the Sanskrits rely on magic weapons to succeed?" she snorted coldly, pinching the Dharma in her hand, and the printing method was constantly changing, which was dazzling.

"Just try it!" Van Jiugong said lightly, seeing her like this, but he stood there without moving, letting her cast a spell.

"Jianghe Yin, Qinghai Yin, Dongli Yin, give me the town!" the woman snorted, pushed the seal knot with both hands forward, and saw three huge magic circles appear, all of which were green and cloudy. The blue light reflected half of the sky, and the three Dharma seals suppressed towards the Nine Palaces.

"Brahman!"

"Brahman!"

"Brahman!"

The Nine Palaces opened their mouths like an old monk chanting a mantra, and slowly spit out these three words from his mouth. The sky seemed to be thundering, earth-shattering.

Three words are the three types of supernatural powers.

The first word was spit out, and the river seal was broken, and the second word was spit out, and the Qinghai seal was cracked. When the third word was pronounced from the mouth of the Nine Palaces, Dongliyin could no longer support it, and it shattered, like a splash of glass, shattering the entire sky.

Seeing that the two blows were ineffective, the woman raised her hand and bit her white middle finger. It was just a small wound, but it was bleeding red. The blood did not fall, but hung up and down in her hands. She pulled the blood, and the seal rose again: "Leave the mantle!" It was dark in all directions, and this time with the seal in the woman's hand, it was nine dragons that exuded a hideous aura.

The bodies of these nine dragons seem to be entangled and condensed by strands of blood and water, and their bodies are blood-red, which is thrilling to watch. The nine Jiao Jiao are all dozens of zhang long, and at this time, they roared in the sky and rushed towards the Nine Palaces of the Brahman.

And that's not the end of it. The palace woman's face turned pale instantly, but as soon as she closed her eyes, a small blue sword came out from the back of her head.

"Qingyue, out of the soul!" The small sword turned into a green light and instantly headed towards the Nine Palaces.

A cold glint appeared in the eyes of the Nine Palaces of the Ninth Palace, how could there be the careless look before. He raised his hand and patted it on his waist, and a dark golden incense fell into his hand, and this incense was only half broken. There was a hint of distress on the face of the Fan Jiu Palace. As soon as this incense man appeared, it spontaneously combusted without wind, and a trace of smoke slowly rose.

With a wave of his hands, the smoke turned into a wisp of white fire!

Soon, the wisp of smoke turned into fire collided with the nine blood dragons, and when the two met, it was like using a strand of hair to stop the pegasus, which should have been a grasshopper shaking the tree. But contrary to expectations, the moment these nine blood Jiao collided with the white flames, they all let out a painful hiss, resounding through the heavens and the earth. In an instant, the Nine Jiao, which occupied half of the sky, was burned to the ground.

The woman's face changed suddenly, and with a finger in her hand, the cyan sword was about to bypass the fire and go straight to the Nine Palaces.

But this fire seemed to be fluttering slowly and leisurely, but like a maggot on the tarsal bone, it suddenly appeared in front of the little sword and collided directly with it.

This sword was originally full of treasure, and the sword light was sharp. But as soon as he was entangled in the white flames, he immediately lost his blue light, lost his spirituality, and fell from the sky as weakly as ordinary iron.

The woman suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fanjiugong laughed: "The natal magic weapon has been destroyed, the vitality has been greatly damaged, and your life is at rest!"

He opened his mouth and spat out, and a dripping and spinning golden pill flew out of his mouth and landed three inches above his head.

"Jindan presents a vision, and the ancestor is out of the wilderness!"

The ninth palace of the Buddha shouted loudly.

The sky suddenly darkened, and there was no light, and there was a dead silence, and the smell of antiquity permeated it.

Change the day! This day is already the primeval sky! Maybe an endless time has passed, or maybe it's just a moment. Heaven and earth are mixed, and all things have not appeared. In the endless darkness, there was no sound, a golden figure emerged, this figure cave was vacuumed, and the golden light on its body became more and more serious, as if it turned into a golden sun, slowly illuminating the entire wilderness!

The golden light eroded towards the woman in the palace costume.

The woman in the palace costume was not surprised, she forcibly suppressed the mana in her body, slapped the dantian hard, and a golden pill also flew out of her mouth. This Dan is a few points bigger than the Jin Dan of the Nine Palaces of the Vatican.

"You have Danxiang, but I don't?"

Fanjiugong's face changed, and he heard the woman shouting: "The bright moon is in the Xianjiang River!"

A picture spreads from her golden pill: the blue river emerges, a bright moon slowly rises from the river, the moonlight is bright, the clear light is sprinkled, and it is stable and peaceful.

The light of the bright moon enveloped the woman, and the light of the great sun could not fall for a while.

The two hold each other, one moment the golden light is shining, and the other time the moonlight is clear.

The face of the Nine Palaces of the Buddha was grim, "Yuanming True Wheel, Xuanji Yuheng, Biluo Empty Song, Fang Danxiang Yusheng." It seems that I still underestimate your background. But......" he paused, "you think that's the end of it?"

He suddenly knelt on his knees, bowed to the sky suddenly, and shouted: "With my Brahman bloodline, borrow three more points of celestial phenomena from Brahman!"

In the dark, it was as if some being had opened half of its eyes.

The golden sun in the sky suddenly became brighter, the golden light was more transparent, the streamer was golden, and the moonlight was retreating at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The woman was in danger.

In a moment's time, the woman shouted again: "Qiankun raises the pearl!" Two chaotic breaths appeared again in the golden pill above her head, and in the blink of an eye, it had already merged into the bright moon, and a small tree suddenly grew on top of the full moon.

It's a laurel tree!

The laurel tree swayed in the wind, and for a time the moonlight became clearer and clearer. Thousands of rays of light swept in, like smoke coming out of the sun. The situation suddenly reversed, and the Great Ridan Elephant of the Nine Palaces was no longer invincible, and the inky black desolation in the sky quickly faded.

The bright moon reflected the river and pressed towards the Nine Palaces.

The Nine Palaces were shocked, and their faces were full of disbelief: "You actually have two Dan Elephants?

"It's nothing impossible, you can go with peace of mind!" The woman said coldly: "It's the Brahman, I Jiang Yue can also kill it!"

It turned out that her name was Jiang Yue.

The moonlight was like water, and the face of the ninth palace was full of despair. He should have been a proud son of a generation, but he was going to fall in this unknown place, how could he be willing?

"Well, it's time for this farce to end!"

The Ninth Palace of the Van was closing his eyes and waiting to die, but suddenly he heard an old voice in his ears. He was overjoyed, "God King, you're finally here!"

The bright moon and the vision of the Xianjiang River disappeared in an instant.

An old man in a purple robe slowly emerged in the air. The old man was tall and thin, with a sallow complexion, and long white hair with a shawl.

"Your name is Jiang Yue? yes, yes. It's my Brahman, and you can be regarded as a leader. The old man spoke slowly.

Who would have expected that the situation would be reversed again. Jiang Yue faced this old man, feeling like an ant facing a towering mountain.

Jiang Yue knew that this old man's realm was unfathomable, and even the sect master of the sect was afraid that he would not have such cultivation. She smiled bitterly, but she still bowed to the old man: "Jiang Yue has seen her predecessors. ”

She wanted to explain: "The seniors don't know, the little girl and this Sanskrit adult are just ......"

Before she finished speaking, she was stunned to find that her body was collapsing inch by inch......

"No matter how good the talent is, how can you survive when it involves such a big thing as our clan?"

The old man withdrew his finger pointing at Jiang Yue and spoke indifferently.

Immediately, he slowly landed with the Nine Palaces of the Vatican. Looking at Jiang Yushu and Lao Dao, who were standing there in shock, the old man pointed at it casually, and the two of them didn't even have time to react, and they all turned into ashes.

In a snap of his fingers, three people were killed.

Then the old man turned his head to look at Fang Ran, nodded with satisfaction, and a bright smile bloomed on his wrinkled face: "Old Decay Fan Wuji, meet Daozi here." ”

Fang Ranh had gradually adapted to his identity as a Daozi at this time, but he had never seen such a scene of murder since he had grown up in this small mountain village. Therefore, he was still a little apprehensive about the old man who appeared suddenly, and his voice weakened unconsciously: "The seniors are good, the seniors are good!"

The old man exclaimed: "It is really the holy body of Brahma!

"Daozi, after this is over, you will cut off the mortal dust, and you don't care about the past here. Before leaving, what else do you want?" asked the ninth palace.

This Sanskrit Daozi's eyes lit up, and he didn't hesitate to point to Fang Shili not far away.

"Oh?" Van Wuji looked at Fang Shili with interest, he had actually been hiding in the shadows, knowing what the relationship between Fang Shili and Fang Ransom was. "Is the young master going to take your brother back to the Sanskrit clan as well? ”

"It's not. Fang Ran's head was shaken, and there was a flash in his eyes: "I want him to stay here forever......!" Die!"

Fang Shili looked at Fang Ran, but felt that he had become a little unrecognizable to this face that he had been getting along with day and night.

"Fang Ransom, I treat you well, since the day you entered my house, I have treated you as my own brother. I just want to ask you, why did you put me to death?" I don't know why, Fang Shili didn't feel surprised in his heart, he just felt sad, sad for himself and his dead father.

Fang Rancher's dark and ordinary face became a little distorted: "Fang Shili, do you know how I've lived in the past few years?" Now that the dough is torn, he doesn't even want to call his brother.

"Everybody says I'm a scourge and pokes me in the back. Every day when I open my eyes is dark, and every day I just look forward to the coming of night! What about you? You are wise, you are benevolent, you are talented. That bullshit old square man, treat you like a baby bump, treat me like a brute, I can't even enter the door of the school!"

"Hahahaha......" Fang Rancher laughed, leaning forward and swinging back with laughter.

His voice was a little whimpering, with a crying voice: "Do I want to kill my own father? Don't you know me? I am just a dog in your eyes, a dog brought back by your father Fang Xin! You raise me like a dog!"

He cried and cried and sneered suddenly: "I am not as good as you in terms of appearance and talent, should I live under your shadow for the rest of my life?" I am destined to be a waste for the rest of my life?...... But I'm telling you, it's very different now!"

He suddenly looked nervously at the two of them again, and turned his head: "Do you know, even at this moment, I am afraid, afraid that you are the Dao body they are looking for. Actually, I should let you go, after all, we will no longer be people of the same world in the future. But I'm still afraid, I can't forget the look in your eyes when you first came back from the mountains, that firmness, that stubbornness......"

He suddenly shuddered: "I don't dare, I can't let you go, I'm afraid you will ...... in the future"

Fang Shili looked at Fang Redemption quietly, as if he was just looking at a stranger.

It was this look that stimulated the string in Fang Rancher's heart, he was almost like a madman, and he didn't care about Fan Wuji's remaining power, he had already put on a Taoist posture: "Fan Wuji, what are you waiting for?"

"Okay, good!" The old man of the Sanskrit clan, Fan Wuji, was not angry but happy, and stroked his palms on the side and smiled: "This is the demeanor of our Daozi! This is the behavior of people in my Sanskrit clan!

He looked at Fang Shili again: "Junior, I'm afraid you have to die today!"

The breeze rose slightly, and he stretched out his finger and walked towards Fang Shili.

From the perspective of others, it was just like he had killed Jiang Yue and the others before, without revealing any divine channel method, just like an ordinary person stretching out his fingers.

In Fang Shili's opinion, this finger was like a jade pillar in the sky, from far to near, rapidly becoming larger, occupying his entire pupil. An unstoppable momentum rushed towards him, and Fang Shili felt that a piece of sky was collapsing towards him, and the huge sense of oppression made him unable to move a finger. It's really like that ant, to be killed by this finger!

In the end, immortals are immortals, and everything is mortal. If an immortal wants to kill a mortal, how can a mortal live?

Fang Shili clearly felt a familiar aura, the same kind of aura that filled the air when his parents died when he was twelve years old.

This is the breath of death.

He once saw a book that said that the moment of death is a very long time for him. Because at this time, time slows down for him alone.

It seems that this book is not deceiving...... At this point, he had no fear of death.

"Alas!" Fang Shili sighed in his heart and closed his eyes.

But for some reason, the fingers that should have fallen on him were delayed.

A warm voice sounded in his ears: "You can't kill this person today." ”

Fang Shili felt that this voice was somewhat familiar, and when he opened his eyes, the terrifying Optimus Finger had disappeared cleanly, as if it had never appeared. Instead, there is a green shirt back.

Floating Li!

This figure in a green shirt is the guest who stayed overnight yesterday, Fu Li. He stood there, ordinary, but it seemed as if he had opened up a piece of the world.

Fu Li turned around and smiled, "Shili, don't be afraid. He has someone to back him up, and so do you. ”

Fang Shili looked at him in a daze.

The expression of the ninth palace on the side was solemn. Fang Shili closed his eyes, he didn't close them, Rao was like this, he didn't even find out when this man in green shirt appeared! Before he made a move, he didn't know how to directly dissolve his supernatural powers, almost instantly, he was sure that this person's cultivation was definitely not under him, and even surpassed himself a lot.

With a sharp turn of thought, the Nine Palaces of the Van arched their hands and smiled: "I don't know where the friend is sacred, why do you want to meddle in the affairs of my Sanskrit clan?" He only hoped that this person's appearance was just accidental, and that he would not add anything unusual to the Daozi matter.

"I'm here for Fang Shili. "Floating Lane.

Fan Jiugong breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Since Daoyou has a reason with him, the old man is abrupt today, so I will accompany Fang Shili Xiaoyou here!"

So the old man left first. ”

After that, he was about to leave with Fang Redemption and the Ninth Palace, without the slightest drag, and he was very decisive.

"Wait!" said Fu Li faintly behind them.

Van Wuji's body stiffened.

"If you can go or not, you have to ask Fang Shili. ”

"Fellow Daoist, do you know what you're talking about?" Fan Jiugong turned around suddenly, and suddenly changed color: "You want to be an enemy of my Brahman clan, have you thought about the consequences?"

"I'm sorry, I really don't know what kind of power the Sanskrit clan is, why don't you tell me about it?" Fu Li saw that he was angry and threatened, but he was not angry, and said with a smile, his tone was a bit like comforting him.

Fan Wuji looked at Fu Li suspiciously, and saw that his face was sincere, and it really didn't seem to be a fake. Looking at him like this, Van Wuji only regarded him as a person who blindly cultivated asceticism. It is naturally best to scare him away.

"It doesn't hurt to say that I know you. Van Wuji slowly spoke, half of which was for Fu Li, and half for Fang to hear.

It turns out that the origin of this Sanskrit family is indeed extraordinary. In the ancient period, in the ten continents and nine seas, the human race was already powerful, and all the races bowed down. But as there were no more foreign enemies to compete with, the Terrans began to divide their territory, which inevitably led to a life-and-death struggle. At this time, a great power appeared in Zuzhou, exerting endless magical powers, incarnating the sun hanging in the sky, burning the river and turning the sea, and melting stones and gold. Looking at the ancestral continent, there is no one who can take advantage of it. So the blessed land with the most abundant aura in Zuzhou was obtained by him, so as to open a clan here and reproduce offspring.

This person's surname is Lin Mingfan. After attaining enlightenment, he abandoned his original name, and Lin and Fan overlapped each other, calling himself Brahman. He is the ancestor of the Fan's family. This person is not only mysterious, but also acts unscrupulously and very strangely. He said to himself that there is no one else in the world who can be surnamed Fan. So he crossed ten continents and nine seas, looking for people with the surname Sanskrit, and all of them were killed! For a while, the world heard that the color of Sanskrit had changed, and even those with the surname Sanskrit hurriedly changed their surnames. Since then, looking at these ten continents and nine seas, I am afraid that except for the Sanskrit, there is no one with the surname Sanskrit.

The more Fan Wuji spoke, the more high-spirited he became: "Today, my Brahman clan has three thousand golden armor gods, all of whom are Jindan three or more turns! There are three hundred quasi-Taoist sons, and their peers are unmatched! There are eighteen god kings with negative monuments such as the old man, all of whom are carrying a monument to heaven, and there are eighteen ancient scriptures of the Great Wilderness inscribed on the eighteen monuments, each of which can suppress the world!"

Van Wuji gushed endlessly. "Above the Negative Monument God King, there are many elders and ancestors, they have participated in the creation, the Tao has been condensed through the ages, and every cultivator is not under the Dao Palace! Even there are Taizu in my clan who is seeking the way to become an immortal! Not to mention that the ancestor has been an immortal for tens of thousands of years, and now there is still a wisp of spirit left in the clan to protect us and other children of the Fan family. ”

"Wherever my Brahman clan goes, the rivers and seas should be silent, the mountains should bow down, the demons should be bundled, and all the cultivators should respect each other! Now, do you know my Brahman?" Van Wuji put his hands behind his back, bamboo in his chest, and was triumphant, as if he had seen the frightened face of the man in the green shirt.

Fang Shili suddenly felt that this Van Wuji shaking his head and tail looked a bit like an old turtle at first glance......