Chapter 1168 Enlightenment

Cold, ruthless.

Fang Junmei's actions are becoming more and more evil now.

The female cultivator who saw it trembled again, and secretly rejoiced in her heart that she had spoken quickly.

......

"You can say it. ”

Fang Junmei withdrew his fingers and said coldly.

“...... Senior, please make a vow to me first. ”

The female cultivator swallowed a mouthful of foam and said, she was not completely frightened, she still remembered to ask Fang Junmei to swear first.

Fang Junmei glanced at her, and made an oath happily, this kind of small cultivation that has no status in one party's forces will not be able to become a climate, let alone talk about avenging the sect or something.

Seeing that Fang Junmei really made an oath, the female cultivator's expression finally improved a little.

"I can tell all the information in the gate, everything I know, but the method of entering and exiting the mountain gate, which I have made an oath, cannot be passed on. ”

The nun said tremblingly.

After saying that, he immediately added: "The two of them are the same as me, and they have also made oaths. ”

"Then take me in directly, after I go in, you can escape far away, and I will slaughter all the people inside!"

Fang Junmei said arrogantly.

"If you want any more reason, remember to make a personal ancestral vow to me first. ”

The nun smiled bitterly in her heart, facing this bearded man, she didn't feel that she had the slightest possibility of playing tricks.

......

The white clouds are long, thick as the sea.

The nun led Fang Junmei, silently wandering around in the mist, praying that it would be over when she brought it in, and that she would not leave herself behind.

After a long while, Fang Jun's eyebrows suddenly cleared, there was no trace of fog in front of him, and he came to an open mountain plain.

Ahead, a large lake is laid out in front of you.

Within a radius of more than ten miles, the lake water is unusually clear, so blue that it seems to have been poisoned, and the cold breath is sent with the wind.

At the edge of the lake, there is still snow piled up, like a large field of cotton, white and shiny.

The water on the shore of the lake, covered with a thick layer of ice, remains a slight ripple, as if frozen at the moment of the wind, combining stillness and flow.

At first glance, there were no other monks nearby.

But already the monk's consciousness had swept over.

......

"Blowing Snow Lake...... I'm back again. ”

Fang Junmei ignored the divine sense and muttered, his eyes trembling slightly.

This place is very strange to him, but it is a place that his mother will never forget.

"Senior, I'll retire first. ”

The nun said quickly.

Fang Junmei nodded slightly.

Swish!

The nun turned around and sped away.

......

"Who is the senior? Why are you coming to our Baiyun Palace? Senior Sister Liuyun, what are you running?"

The sound came from the left-hand side.

A figure, riding the light, approaching quickly, is a middle-aged man with a rather old appearance, and the realm is in the early stage of mortal transformation.

Soon came to the front, looking at Fang Junmei.

"Dare to ask the seniors, why did you come to our White Cloud Palace?"

The middle-aged man saw that he was profound, and he didn't dare to make more mistakes, but he had already transmitted the news to others in his heart, and Liu Yun ran away when he led someone in, which was too abnormal.

Fang Junmei smiled evilly when he listened.

"The Nine Dead Ancestors of your family once called me a little young master, and now that my little young master has returned to his own house, do I still want to inform you?"

"Are you from the Fang family?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression changed.

"You know a lot, and it seems that your status is not low. ”

Fang Junmei smiled and said: "But-the apprentices and grandchildren of the house slaves are still the house slaves of our Fang family, go, call out that old thing to me!"

At the end of the words, he commanded.

The middle-aged man's face changed when he heard this, but no matter how unhappy he was, he was not qualified to explode, so he gritted his teeth and flew away.

......

Fang Junmei didn't fly away, and his divine sense swept in all directions.

On the mountains on all sides, there are obviously a lot of small courtyards, houses, and palace-like things, which makes the originally very elegant mountains have a little more earthly taste.

The news of his arrival had spread quickly, and a large number of divine senses swept in, but no one dared to come closer, and among these monks, the highest was only a monk in the early stage of the ancestral aura.

Soon, Fang Junmei saw Fang Seventeen and the middle-aged man just now walking out of a large hall.

I haven't seen him for tens of thousands of years, and the old guy still looks terrifying, but he is already in the realm of the late stage of the ancestral aperture, wearing a very simple gray robe, looking like an old devil and an old monster.

From afar, Fang Seventeen's divine eyes looked at each other.

......

After a few careful glances, he recognized that it was Fang Junmei.

But maybe it was because he noticed that Fang Junmei's temperament had changed a lot, or maybe his realm had improved too quickly, the old guy looked at him and was obviously surprised.

But immediately returned to normal, smiled unfathomably, rode the white clouds, and slowly soared, with a posture as if he was under control.

......

"Hahahaha-I thought it was who, sure enough, the little master is back!"

After a long while, he came to the front, stopping more than a hundred zhang away, Fang Qiqi said with a smile.

"Uncle Seventeen still remembers me?"

Fang Junmei smiled, but his eyes were cold and he asked rhetorically, and immediately nodded and praised: "That's right, this is the consciousness that a house slave should have!"

When Fang Qiqi heard this, a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

As the saying goes, when enemies meet, they are very red-eyed.

But Fang Qiqi didn't rush to make a move, snorted coldly, and said: "Little Young Master is practicing so fast, but you alone are not qualified to find me back then, if Little Young Master can't call other rescuers out, the old slave will not be polite to ask for your life!"

didn't care at all, in front of the sect's subordinates, revealing his violent side.

"It seems that you are looking forward to the rest of the Fang family, coming back with me. ”

Fang Jun frowned and said: "If my guess is correct, you must have laid some big trap for us to step on in this mountain gate, otherwise how dare you occupy the magpie's nest dove?

"Hahahaha-"

When Fang Qiqi heard this, he laughed strangely and said, "Boy, since you know, you still dare to come in?"

"Of course it's because—I've gotten strong enough!"

Fang Jun's eyebrows were gloomy and compassionate.

"If Fang Mingyang comes back, he may be qualified to say this, how old are you?"

Fang Seventeen scolded.

When Fang Junmei heard this, he didn't talk nonsense with the other party, reached into his storage space, and took out the sword, which was still in the place where his heart died, and the inferior innate spirit treasure that Dao Lang gave him in the troubled times.

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"It turns out that not only has it hit the middle stage of the ancestral realm, but it has also obtained an innate sword, no wonder the tone is so big. ”

Fang Seventeen Yin and Yang Strange Qi Dao.

Fang Junmei stared at him and smiled evilly.

Swish!

The next moment, it was a slam step, a ghost flashed, and when he reached the other party's back, he turned around and blasted out with a sword, and thousands of golden lights burst out.

Tianbu Pass!

Fang Qiqi's eyes widened for a moment.

At this moment of life and death, the old guy even stepped on it, and an earthy yellow light flashed on his body, and his figure disappeared out of thin air.

Is it also a Tianbu pass?

And the response is so fast, it is breathtaking, worthy of being an old monster who was tortured by Fang Mingyang.

Fang Jun's eyebrows also stared at him.

......

"Hahahaha-great, but boy, in this world, you're not the only one who has a lot of opportunities-"

The sound of laughter started behind him, and in a flash, Fang Seventeen came behind Fang Junmei, and slapped it with one palm, which was also very fast.

Fang Junmei snorted coldly, and his figure flashed again.

Whew-

The huge palm shadow is gone.

......

The two of them used Tianbutong, sneak attack and counter-sneak attack, but no one succeeded.

Fang Seventeen is of course an old monster, Fang Junmei has fought in the land of the dead heart, I don't know how many battles, and the combat experience with a monk of this level has exploded!

After the blow, the two went to both sides.

Stop again and stare at each other.

"Little Young Master has a good chance, but unless you change your Dao Heart Er today and shock me again, you will still be certain to die. ”

Fang Qiqi said with disdain.

"Not necessarily!"

Fang Junmei said arrogantly.

Perform the Heavenly Step Kill again.

The two finally fought fiercely, in the sky above the blowing snow lake.

......

Bang bang bang –

The sound of explosions, booming.

The raging waves of qi smashed in all directions with a posture like annihilating the world.

Although Fang Qiqi knew Tianbutong, he really hadn't changed his Dao Heart twice, and his Dao Heart aura was as thick as Fang Junmei's, full of strong hatred.

This person is also a soil cultivator, and when his supernatural powers are exerted, the mountain shadows are heavy, roaring like stars smashing in, and the power is very huge, and I don't know whose inheritance he has obtained.

Fang Junmei's body had not yet had time to return to its previous state of vitality, but the defensive power of the Fish and Dragon Dance Sword Seal was very powerful, and Leng was able to withstand the opponent's attack.

Between the raised hands, the Dao Fire Heart Transmission Seal burst out!

......

Soon, Fang Qiqi felt powerful.

In my mind, it gradually became chaotic and full of illusions.

"This little bastard is doing something as if he were preaching to me, and it makes me feel so excited that I want to forget my way and learn his word. ”

Fang Qiqi said in his heart, feeling very strange, and in his eyes, there was also a vicious and ruthless color, if he had a decision.

Swish!

flashed in front of Fang Junmei's body, and slapped it in his palms again, still with heavy mountain shadows.

Bang bang bang –

It's still exploding, and everything seems to be business as usual.

......

But suddenly, the old guy's palm shadow changed, and he actually shot a golden humanoid skeleton.

This humanoid skeleton, carrying a cross, looks like it is being bound and tortured. It is clearly the fifth form of the torturer of the tyrant - the cross.

Fang Junmei's long sword had already struck, and the opponent's hand came too fast to dodge at all.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the golden humanoid skeleton was blasted into his body. Fang Junmei screamed and fell to the ground.

Hit!

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"Hahahaha-my little master, you can't think of it, I will also do this, back then, Fang Mingyang's old thing, it was on me that he experimented with this trick!"

Fang Qiqi smirked.