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However, Fang Shaoyuan knew a trace of ancient secrets from it, as if in ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism were not famous, otherwise this Hunting Yan would not be such a tone.

It's just that in ancient times, the Wu clan and the demon clan were so powerful, and even the Buddha and Dao Ancestor had to live in seclusion, and their reputation was not obvious, Fang Shaoyuan didn't believe that such powerful figures as the Buddha and Dao Ancestor would not have lived from ancient times to the present.

However, this was not the time to study these, Fang Shaoyuan said directly: "Your Excellency Jia Yan, what do you mean by this, why did you suddenly attack me!"

No matter who is facing this situation, it will be uncomfortable, Fang Shaoyuan is no exception, although he has made up his mind that he will not keep any promises, but he never thought that this Hunt Yan would turn his face when he said it, could it be that this ancient witch clan is also so shameless.

"Fang Chenghuang, we don't say secret words, you haven't let go of so many favorable conditions in the face of me, but you will agree to my deal for the sake of two dying people, do you think I will believe it!"

So that's the case, Fang Shaoyuan still wondered that he didn't seem to show any flaws, why did this hunting flame change his hexagram in a good way, it turned out to be like this.

It is worthy of being able to survive from ancient times, and there is indeed a set of items to figure out people's hearts, to paraphrase an old saying, you have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, and it is suitable for Hunt Yan.

Now that the two sides have torn their faces, Fang Shaoyuan doesn't care, he said directly and calmly: "Your Excellency Jia Yan, you are right, this god has indeed never thought of finding the body of your clan for you!"

"The reason why I did that was nothing more than to verify the guess in my heart, and now that I have the answer, it is even more impossible for me to agree!"

"Hmph, do you think I'm a bully, or do you really think that I can't do anything about you when I'm lying in a coffin! Hmph, you also underestimate our Wu Clan, today I'll let you see why our Wu Clan is called the Demon God again!"

Hunt Yan's tone was too arrogant, but Fang Shaoyuan didn't know why, and a trace of bad feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if he was being targeted by some unknown existence in the dark.

Fang Shaoyuan has never been the kind of person who sits idly by, he believes that the first strike is the strongest and then the first attack suffers, so he directly rushed to the ancient coffin with a sword.

Before Fang Shaoyuan could rush to the edge of the blood pool, suddenly there was a low chant from the ancient coffin, and mysterious syllables continued to come out of the ancient coffin, each of which hit Fang Shaoyuan's heart like a heavy hammer, making Fang Shaoyuan's whole person feel extremely uncomfortable.

However, despite the horror in his heart, Fang Shaoyuan still endured the discomfort of his body and continued to stab the ancient coffin with a sword, but when he had already passed the blood pool, Fang Shaoyuan was surprised to find that his body had actually received a great pulling force, as if a giant hand was pulling him down.

With Fang Shaoyuan's action, the chanting in the ancient coffin became more and more rapid and high-pitched, and at the same time, Fang Shaoyuan felt that his body was becoming more and more uncomfortable, and the operation of mana was becoming more and more unsmooth.

At this time, Fang Shaoyuan had already understood that he should have suffered from the plot of the hunting fire, but he obviously protected himself very well, and even after knowing that Buddhism seemed to have a restraining effect on witchcraft, he deliberately used Buddhism to protect his body, but he was still tricked.

The pulling force in the blood pool, and the serious discomfort of his body caused Fang Shaoyuan to become more and more powerless, and even the hand holding the Broken God Netherworld Sword trembled a little, if he didn't hold it reluctantly, I am afraid that even this innate spirit treasure-level magic weapon would have to be taken off.

As the discomfort in his body intensified, Fang Shaoyuan even felt that his mind was in a trance, and the ancient coffin in his eyes seemed to be divided into two and was constantly swaying in front of him.

Fang Shaoyuan knew that it would definitely not work if he continued like this, so he simply burst out of his whole body's mana, shouted loudly in his mouth, and brazenly shot in advance.

With a slight wave of the long sword in his hand, a sword qi with unparalleled determination slid towards the ancient coffin.

Seeing that the sword qi hit the ancient coffin, Fang Shaoyuan's mind suddenly relaxed, and then his body was about to fall, but fortunately, a cool feeling spread from his chest all over his body, which made his spirit lift, and he barely collected the mana around his body and stabilized his falling body.

However, to Fang Shaoyuan's disappointment, his sword qi that contained his hope actually emitted a sound of gold and iron in the ancient coffin, leaving only an inch-long trace on the ancient coffin, and the depth was almost invisible.

Faced with this situation, Fang Shaoyuan's expression was suddenly shocked, the sword qi of the Innate Spirit Treasure level Breaking God Nether Sword could not even break through the ancient coffin, leaving only a trace, what kind of material is this ancient coffin made of, could it be that this ancient coffin is still an innate spirit treasure with a grade above the God Breaking Netherworld Sword.

Just when Fang Shaoyuan was suspicious in his heart, the originally high-pitched chant in the ancient coffin suddenly turned around and became inaudible, but with Fang Shaoyuan's ear power, he could barely hear three words, it was his name, Fang Shaoyuan.

Suddenly, Fang Shaoyuan's heart jumped, could it be that this Hunting Yan only needed to know the name of the person being cast to perform mysterious witchcraft, this was too ridiculous.

It's just that the facts can't be refuted by him, just after Fang Shaoyuan's three words were read out, Fang Shaoyuan instantly felt that his mind suddenly froze, as if he had been pinched fiercely, and the whole person suddenly turned black in front of him, and the mana around his body could no longer be maintained, and his body fell, falling into a pool of blood all of a sudden.

At the moment of falling, Fang Shaoyuan heard Hunt Yan's arrogant laughter, as if he was laughing at himself for daring to underestimate the ancient witch clan.

In retrospect, after all, he underestimated all the races in the world, although he disappeared in the long river of time for various reasons, but the Wu clan that was able to dominate half of the Three Realms in ancient times, especially the ones who were good at getting along.

Careless, careless after all, this was Fang Shaoyuan's last thought before falling into the pool of blood.

When Fang Shaoyuan fell into the blood pool, there was no other sound in the entire ancient tomb except for the wild laughter of Hunt Yan.

Tao Qian's soul was constantly weakened because of the god-breaking nature of the God-Breaking Netherworld Sword, but now seeing that Fang Shaoyuan was far from being defeated by Hunt Yan and fell into the blood pool, his heart was even more desperate.

Looking at his son, who was motionless and his breath was extremely weak, Tao Qian suddenly didn't know where the courage came from, and he actually drove half of his body to the blood pool: "Lord Jia Yan, please save my son, Fang Shaoyuan doesn't do anything for you, he deserves to end up like this, but as long as you save my son, my son will definitely do things for you, little dog and horse!"

"Well, take your son and jump into the pool of blood!" Hunt Yan stopped his laughter and commanded in a cold voice.

Tao Qian was overjoyed, and immediately mustered up the remaining strength to hug his Tao Guang's body, even ignoring his lower body, and jumped into the pool of blood at once.

"Hehe, you're very good to your son, you don't even care about your own life! Okay, hurry up and bring the other part of your body into the blood pool, my blood pool has the most vitality!"

This time, Tao Qian felt the upper body soaked in the blood pool a little, and found that his body had indeed improved, and he was even more ecstatic, without saying a word, he jumped up and picked up his lower body at a speed like the wind and jumped into the blood pool again.