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Fang Yan knew that there were Void Pill monks stationed in this Hundred Poison Valley, so he didn't dare to stay longer, so he killed the killer as soon as they met, and after getting rid of the senior brother who had cultivated to the highest level, he immediately used his whole body mana to pass through the smoky yellow poisonous mist above his head, and his illusionary eyes were not affected by the sky, Fang Yan quickly drilled out of the Hundred Poison Valley and galloped towards Guiyun Town. bubble-book_bar()

It's not that Fang Yan doesn't want to save the other people there, from the time he saw a group of monks being kept as slaves and insect fertilizer, he wanted to destroy the Hundred Poison Valley, but the current Fang Yan didn't have this strength, but the Fang Yan flying in the air secretly made up his mind that if one day, his strength was enough, he would definitely destroy the dirty place of the Hundred Poison Valley.

The idea of dialects, it doesn't matter if you practice poisonous skills, in order to improve your strength, it doesn't matter what exercises you practice, but using monks as fertilizer, dialects are absolutely unacceptable, dialects think they are not good people, they have killed a lot of people, they have robbed a lot of things, at that time they fought, if they didn't do it, it was themselves who died, but dialects never thought about it, and there was such a practice of captive monks.

As soon as he came out of the dialect of the Hundred Poison Valley, he felt a wave of mana fluctuation from behind.

"So fast?" Fang Yan was a little surprised, his speed of action was fast enough, but the other party's reaction was much faster than he expected, originally thought that the other party would take a quarter of an hour to react, by that time, he had already gone out hundreds of miles, but now that he had brought two more people, even if the Evian sword under his feet was a medium-grade treasure, it would be difficult to escape the pursuit of the other party.

Fang Yan was a little anxious, if it was an ordinary foundation building monk who was chasing him, it would be fine, but if it was the Xudan monk, it would be troublesome. It is possible for him to escape, but Scar and Liangzi can't take it with him anyway.

At this moment, Fang Yan suddenly felt that a communication talisman in his Qiankun pot fluctuated, and when he took it out, it turned out to be Ji Feng who sent a message, which could transmit that Ji Feng was only within a hundred miles, Fang Yan hurriedly checked the message, and sure enough, Ji Feng was eighty miles on the left.

Overjoyed, Fang Yan adjusted the direction slightly, and flew towards Ji Feng's location, eighty miles, but after a moment's effort, Fang Yan saw Ji Feng waiting for him, and he didn't have time to elaborate, Fang Yan handed over the two of Scar Liangzi to Ji Feng, and asked him to take the two of them to fly back to Yunzhen first, and Fang Yan himself wanted to intercept the pursuer.

Ji Feng knew that the situation was urgent, and it was because he was worried about this situation that he rushed here from Guiyun Town, and he had been staying for several days, waiting for this moment.

Both Scar and Liang Zi knew that the boss was going to work hard for them, and they also knew that their cultivation would not work at all, and they would not be able to do anything except be burdensome if they stayed, so they said with tears in their eyes: "The boss must take care." "Get on Ji Feng's flying sword.

Looking at Ji Feng who was far away, Fang Yan's heart suddenly let go of most of it, as long as there were no worries, even if it was a Xudan monk, Fang Yan would have the confidence to fight it.

Counting up, it is the third time that Fang Yan has encountered such a high-level monk, the Void Dan monk of the Taiyi Sect in the ghost cave was killed by Fang Yan's sneak attack from the fire, and the foundation building Great Perfection sent by Rong Canghai was pulled by himself to the nest of the fifth-order demon beast Jinpeng Bird, and there were no bones left, although the two dialects were opportunistic, but the dialect at that time was just a Qi refining period cultivation. After experiencing these two times, the dialect is not as timid as other monks of the same level for the foundation building of the Great Perfection and even the Xudan monks, not to mention that the dialect has just built the foundation, and has cultivated a few practical spells, especially the peach miasma armor on the body is refined by himself, which is the time to be full of confidence.

The dialect frame took off the sword and flew in the other direction, the farther away from the three of Ji Feng Scar, the better.

Poison Luo was also a little puzzled, he couldn't imagine that a monk who had just built a foundation was so amazingly fast, not a few points slower than himself, and for some reason, he hadn't changed direction, could he have been able to shake off my pursuit by changing direction?

The dialect changed direction, and Poison Luo also changed direction, and the two people were only a few dozen miles apart.

Fang Yan threw a Gathering Spirit Pill into his mouth, the abundant aura was replenished into his body, and it was instantly refined into mana, and the flying sword under his feet slightly increased some speed, Fang Yan could conclude at this moment that even if the person behind him was not a Void Dan monk, he was also a high-level monk who built the foundation, and the magic weapon of the imperial envoy was at least a medium-grade treasure weapon or above, and it would definitely not be lower than that senior brother's cultivation, thinking of this, Fang Yan was not ready to fly away all the time, sooner or later there would be a battle, and Fang Yan would of course choose to fight when he had enough mana.

Fang Yan circled around a mountain, and didn't find the breath of a high-level demon beast, so he fell, and hurried to lay down the Soul Devouring Array, although it was very likely that it would not be used, but it was somewhat helpful, and Fang Yan was ready to give it up. After arranging it, quickly sit down with his knees crossed to replenish the mana consumed by the flight just now.

Looking at the chasing soldier flying in the air, Fang Yan was shocked, and at the same time congratulated himself on how wise his decision was.

Contrary to the dialect's prediction, it was not a man who came, but a man and a beast, and a monk who could not see his cultivation stood on the back of a bald sand eagle and slowly fell, standing opposite the dialect.

If Fang Yan continued to fly, his mana would be consumed more, but the other party would only consume some physical strength by the spirit pet under him, and at that time, Fang Yan would not even have the strength to parry.

"It's really just a foundation that has just been built, and Poison Mountain is so unassuming that he let you kill it?" Poison Luo stared at Fang Yan for a few moments, and said these words in his mouth, I don't know if it was a pity for Poison Mountain or ridiculed Poison Mountain.

"All the people of the Valley of Poison should be killed. Fang Yan had already replenished his mana, and stood up and said to Poison Luo.

"Okay, there are few people who have the courage to speak like this in front of my poison Luo. ”

"Poison Luo, Elder of the Hundred Poison Valley?" Fang Yan was still slightly shocked when he heard Poison Luo's words, and sure enough, it was the Void Pill Monk, and as he spoke, Fang Yan had already sacrificed the peach miasma armor, wrapped himself, and at the same time threw a Gathering Spirit Pill in his mouth, ready to replenish the aura mana at any time.

"Don't waste your thoughts, think you're unlucky, if you dare to go to my Hundred Poison Valley to spread wild, you should have expected this. White eyebrows, on,"

The bald sand eagle beside him heard his master's words, and rushed towards Fang Yan.

"White eyebrows, keep that spirit armor. "Before he could do it, this poison Luo was already preparing to collect the loot.

Fang Yan didn't say anything more, knowing that if he wanted to live today, he could only defeat the Xudan monk in front of him and his spiritual pet bald sand eagle, otherwise, even if he fled for a while, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of one man and one beast.

However, the other party wants to take down himself with a flat-haired beast, and he is too underestimated himself, as the saying goes, it is better to hurt his ten fingers, it is better to cut off one of his fingers, Fang Yan decided to kill this flat-haired beast directly, a fourth-order spirit pet, the fourth-order demon beast does not know how many have been killed, even if you are a fourth-order high-level, you will definitely not be stronger than the Xudan monk, Fang Yan reached out and took the Evian Sword in his hand, staring at the bald sand eagle that came quickly, and at the same time, the mana in his body rotated, leaving the fire and ready to move.

Poison Luo is very confident in his spirit pet, when he went through a thousand difficulties and dangers, Poison Luo got a fourth-order demon beast egg, Poison Luo began to cultivate this spirit pet from the first order when he was born, and he has grown from the first order to the fourth order now, and has been with him for decades, and the monks who died under the claws of Bai Mei in the past few decades are not one thousand but eight hundred, among which there are many monks who have built the foundation of the Great Perfection like themselves, I don't know how many times, Poison Luo relied on Bai Mei to break through many difficulties, it can be said that Poison Luo trusts Bai Mei more than anyone else.

The little monk in front of him has just built the first layer of the foundation, and he has not even broken through the second layer, although the spirit armor on his body is good, it seems to be a medium-grade treasure, but Bai Mei only needs one move at most to tear his body to pieces.

Rushing towards the white eyebrows of the dialect, a few black winds flashed under his feet, the poison in it only knew how powerful the poison Luo was, a few red threads flashed on the tips of the wings, and even a few puffs of green smoke came out of the abdomen, only those who have experienced it know the power of these things, each of them is extremely poisonous, plus the ontology power of the fourth-order demon beast, I don't know how many people died under the first impact of the bald sand eagle, the poison Luo seemed to see the scene of the white eyebrows tearing the dialect apart, and a murderous smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, just waiting to watch the scene of flesh and blood flying and screaming miserably, thinking about it made me feel excited, and even my shoulders trembled slightly。

The next thing made Poison Luo forget for the rest of his life, not only was the little monk not torn apart, but his white eyebrows suddenly screamed miserably, but a distance of dozens of zhang, before he had time to rescue, he saw that the little monk took off his sword and stabbed deeply into the heart of the white eyebrows that had fallen, and after a successful blow, the kid actually galloped away directly with the sword.

"I'm going to kill you. Let your soul fly away, and you will never be able to live forever. Poison Luo caught his spirit pet and found that its body had turned into a mass of ashes, leaving only a complete fur, even if there was an elixir, it would not return its life, and howled loudly in the sky.

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