Before the large number of disciples of the Sword Washing Pool arrived, no one thought of Fang Yuan's thoughts......

This seems to be full of enthusiasm, just because he discovered the existence of the underground palace, he was willing to take a big risk, sneaked into the underground palace to investigate, and in order to pass on the news, he did not hesitate to be chased by the Yuanying Sword Immortal to kill the six leaders of the six realms, just like a stunned existence.

And later, he borrowed the power of Chengtian Sword Dao, and used the lifeless sword mound as bait, instigated the greed of the cultivators in the snow field, broke through the underground palace array, and frantically plundered the materials, rushing this kind of persistence and madness, and it seems that he has gone crazy, completely crazy, in order to destroy this underground palace, he has not hesitated to use so many resources to cheapen the Chengtian Sword Dao, to promote the momentum of this evil sword, it seems that even if the Dao eliminates the demon and provokes the snow field to have no peace, he must also break the hard work of the people in the underground palace and expose their affairs to the world......

But in the end, the appearance of the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool suddenly made many people understand.

It turned out that what he thought was not so simple......

He didn't really give Chengtian Kendao a big gift, but he just borrowed Chengtian Kendo's hand to disrupt the layout of the dungeon, and also slowed down the speed at which they cleaned up the tail of their hands, and even used this to expose the existence of this dungeon to the world and ensure that the Immortal Alliance would receive the news, but he didn't want Chengtian Kendo to get these materials, so he gave another opportunity to wash the sword pool disciples......

"This kid, why is his heart so vicious?"

Although he hadn't fully understood all this, the disciples of Chengtian Sword Dao and the Sword Washing Pool, and the masters of the underground palace all hated Fang Yuan to death.

From the perspective of each of them, they all realized that Fang Yuan was making enemies of them.

For the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool and the masters of the underground palace, this underground palace can no longer be hidden, the general trend is gone, and the consequences are unpredictable, so naturally they hate this composer into the bones, and while shouting, they shot furiously, just thinking about cutting Fang Yuan under the sword.

"What's in it for you?"

The elder of the Chengtian Sword Dao was also deeply hateful, and a sword struck from the shadows.

It was hard to describe how terrifying the sword light that surged towards Fang Yuan at this moment, the three white robes in the Sword Washing Pool, and one Elder of the Heavenly Sword Dao, just these four swords had already reached an indescribably terrifying level, not to mention that there were many people around?

It swept towards Fang Yuan like a tide.

"Boom ......"

Even if Fang Yuan had tried all his strength to raise his sword intent at this moment, even if he had been prepared for this moment, he sacrificed almost all the jade slips on his body and protected them around him, but he was still knocked out by this flood tide, and the Dao Dao jade slips around him were shattered one after another at this time, like fireworks, and countless gunpowder smoke was scattered, filling the air.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and a dim immortal willow appeared behind him, sustaining what little vitality he had left.

And he also took advantage of the opponent's strong strength, and through the cover of the surrounding gunsmoke, his figure flew away and rushed into the surrounding crowd.

At this time, the surroundings of the underground palace were already in chaos, the flow of people was like weaving, the treasure light was like rain, and the position he was in was exactly what Fang Yuan had deliberately selected, so at this time, he was directly overwhelmed by the chaotic crowd, and the gloomy aura was also covered by his Xuanhuang magic method, like a fish jumping into the sea, disappearing in an instant, only faint ripples.

"This thief ......"

The surrounding Sword Washing Pool disciples were anxious to catch up, but they were stopped by the people around them.

At this time, I saw that the disciples of the sword washing pool had all rushed to the vicinity of the underground palace, and before the people arrived, countless sword lights flew from afar, and in the void around the underground palace, Hula laid down a sword array, sealing the underground palace that was in chaos, and then all the sword cultivators gathered like clouds, and hurried to all directions around, and it was already the momentum of the Heavenly Sword Array.

Some of them even set their eyes on them from a distance, and their eyes were full of disgust: "Abandon the sword!"

This group of Sword Washing Pool disciples looked desperate, and stabbed their long swords into the ground in a humiliating manner.

"Do you still want to escape?"

And that Chengtian Sword Dao Elder was on fire, and he was also unwilling, and he was about to chase after him, but he heard a voice from the side: "That little boy still has the real map of the Lifeless Sword Shrine on his body, do you really want to kill him?"

He was reminded by this sound, hurriedly raised his eyes and looked around, and when he saw so many Sword Washing Pool disciples coming, his heart was suddenly timid, and he didn't dare to stay at this time, and he also hurriedly covered his body's qi, and together with the other Chengtian Sword Dao monks, he quietly mixed in the chaotic crowd around him, and took advantage of the flow of people to flee towards the outside of the underground palace domain.

As for the Sword Washing Pool monks, they naturally saw that the Snow Plains monks in the dungeon were desperately fleeing, and they also knew that they had more or less robbed some resources, and even guessed that there might be some evil cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Dao, but although they came with hundreds of people, they couldn't really kill all these countless people, and with their numbers, they couldn't immediately seal up the surroundings of this huge earth palace, so they could only focus on the general situation, frowning, and letting these people disperse.

In any case, only a small part of what these people took away, and most of the materials in the dungeon were saved in time!

"What did you guys do......

In mid-air, all the disciples were already rushing to various positions, guarding all directions and blocking the underground palace.

And in the crowd, there was a Yuanying Sword Immortal in a blue robe, he stepped on the wind and snow in the air, his sword sense, swept all over the underground palace, saw the countless scattered materials, and also saw the countless people killed and injured in the chaos just now, his face became more and more ugly, and finally, his eyes coldly swept over the Zhongzhou monks who were sitting in the underground palace, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were cold.

And when he looked at the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool who were mixed in the crowd, he raised an endless killing intent: "You are also the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool, you can actually do such a despicable thing, are you worthy of the sword in your hands?"

"Wow!"

Speaking of anger, he raised his hand and waved, and a sword gang roared, sweeping the end of the sword that those Sword Washing Pool disciples had inserted in front of him, and one by one it collapsed into pieces, and shouted loudly: "If it weren't for the White Cat Title Book and putting a letter on the sword head case, we wouldn't know that you actually did such an evil thing in the sword pool, and we don't know how far you want to do such a thing!"

The faces of the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool were ashen, and their eyes were desperate.

They didn't know what the hell the white cat title book was, but they knew that this time it was a big problem.

Seeing the anger of the Yuanying Sword Immortal, they realized that the punishment that awaited them might be more serious than being in the Sword Prison!

After all, this matter was done by them without the head of the sword, since it has been known by the Xianmen, it is equivalent to the general trend has gone, and now, I am not sure whether this is arranged by the leaders of the six realms, but they just don't understand, if it is really done by the leaders of the six realms, what is the point of him doing this, you have made all of us miserable, I am afraid that there will be no chance to turn over, but what about you?

If you have done such a thing, will the Heavenly Sword Dao still tolerate you?

Why did the well water not do the river water, but it had to come to such a dismal end?

......

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Before, all the cultivators gathered from all directions, and there was a great chaos.

Now that all the cultivators have fled, it is another big chaos!

When the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool rushed to the area of the underground palace, they seemed to rush into the beehive, startled countless wasps, and rushed to all directions in panic, rushing into the vast wind and snow, just like when they came, and disappeared on the snow fields in all directions.

And in this chaos, Fang Yuan also waited for an opportunity to escape, flying towards the deepest part of the snow field.

He was already extremely injured at this time, although he had borrowed a sword intent, as well as the power of countless jade slips that had been refined in advance, and reluctantly took the terrifying sword, but it still caused a serious injury attack, and at this time he was already extremely weak, and on the vast snow field behind the seventh snow line, he felt an incomparable chill, and it seemed that a trace of it had soaked into his bone marrow.

Just barely swept more than a hundred miles, he stopped, and he really couldn't control the clouds.

When he landed, a cold wind blew, he almost stood unsteadily, almost fell, the wind and snow around him were like sand, and they came from all directions, hitting his body, Fang Yuan's face became even paler, and he hurriedly took a few Bao Dan, but now the wind is cold and the snow is cold, the wind is howling, there is no time and place to refine well, and these Bao Dan can't play a big role.

After barely walking a few steps, he vomited another mouthful of blood.

In desperation, he had to find a snow col for the time being and waited quietly for a long time.

The boundless wind and snow swept around him, and the earth was vast, making him a little tired and a little lonely.

After resting for a long time, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of the dungeon.

"Li Baihu uses the Natal Dao Sword as a guarantee for me, so I am willing to believe that there is still a limit to the sword washing pool again......"

Looking at the sword light that seemed to loom in the wind and snow, he slowly got up and walked towards the depths of the snowfield, at this time he was exhausted, and he didn't want to think about anything, but sighed secretly in his heart: "...... I've done this to this extent, and I've done my best, and the rest of the things are beyond my control, so I just hope that your final outcome won't disappoint me......"

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