Above the glacier, there is a rumbling sound

The two figures, flickering like lightning, staggered, changing their magical powers, and unfolding a confrontation

On one side is a clansman of the Zhu Yan clan in the cold land, named Zhu Sheng, in the realm of the early stage of transformation, the strength is quite good, and with a wave of his fist at will, it is the wind and snow dancing wildly in the sky, the meaning of extreme cold, spreading in all directions, even the void is frozen with a clicking sound, and cracks are horizontal

The other party, of course, is Fang Junmeio

The long sword broke through the space, and he saw a flash of golden light, as if something with a sword pattern flew out, taking the opponent's attack

It looks very similar to the sword pattern of the sword master in Tsing Yi, but in fact, it was Fang Junmei's eyebrows that stabbed out multiple swords in an instant, and spliced them with different sword marks, which essentially belonged to the sword mark O

It's just used to deceive the layman

......

"Although Brother Fang Dao has only recently entered the Sword Master Sect, this Sword Pattern Dao has already made it look like it."

On the other side, Dao Lang nodded his head and said with relief, just brushing his beard

The two eyes are even more lustrous like small stars, and they are fascinated

Fang Jun, who was in the middle of the fight, stumbled a step under his feet, and almost fell into the sky

Do you want to get into the drama like this?

On the other side, a group of Zhu Yan led by Zhu Ziyi looked at the essence of the eyes, where did they really understand the subtlety of the way of the sword pattern, and they only felt that it was very similar to the means of the sword master in Tsing Yi, but the power was not as powerful as the legend

Hearing Dao Lang's words in the troubled times, thinking that Fang Junmei had only just started, he was relieved

When you open your mouth, you have to shout stop

Bang!

A sword mark that was particularly different flew out, and a huge explosion was heard

Zhu Sheng has already been blasted out

Fang Jun's eyebrows froze and did not attack again

"Brother Zhu Sheng, I offended O"

Fang Jun arched his hand, the last blow just now was already mixed with the Void Distortion Seal, if he hadn't ended this fight earlier, he didn't know what the big mouth of the Troubled World Dao Lang would say

Besides, the longer the time drags on, the greater the chance of being seen through

......

"Xiao Daoyou really inherited the sword pattern of the predecessor of the Tsing Yi Sword Master, the old man was sluggish, and he was invited to join our Guanghan Divine Mountain."

Zhu Ziyi happily stepped forward and greeted him warmly

I finally believed it thoroughly

Where did Fang Junmei dare to stay longer, don't be asked about any flaws, and hurriedly said: "Thank you seniors for your kindness, the family teacher is still waiting for me to go back to my life, if I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely come to visit my seniors and nobles again."

Seeing this, Zhu Ziyi was no longer reluctant, and after saying a few polite words, he ordered Zhu Jiu to take out the poison sac of the Heavenly Absolute Poison Cricket and give it to the three of them

At this point, the poisonous sac of the Heavenly Absolute Poison Cricket has finally arrived

The three of them took their leave and left

......

After staying away from the Mirror Divine Mountain, the three of them were very happy in their hearts

Dao Lang in the troubled times was even more happy, and said with a wicked smile: "Jun Mei, I have come up with a brilliant idea, the remaining nine things, why don't we all be deceived and ask the small sects near the source of those materials like this."

"Wonderful fart!"

Fang Junmei scolded when he heard this

"This method can't be used anymore, otherwise if the news spreads, the sword master in Tsing Yi will have to slaughter me."

When Dao Lang heard this, he laughed, obviously joking

Fang Junmei and Bu Zhou Nu also laughed together

......

There is no definite river bottom phosphorus

Flowing empty fruit を

Tequila o

......

The same material, under the painstaking search of the three of them, went into the bag

The process of this, needless to mention, almost everything, has taken the time of the three of them in recent years, and this is still under the detailed guidance of the jade slip that Feng Jun has forgotten

And almost everything, accompanied by fierce tearing, the three of them from time to time, they will also suffer some serious injuries, and spend a lot of time on healing

Coupled with the monks who coveted the Taiyi Qingling Boat, there were more fights

From the beginning of the mission, to now, more than forty years have passed

In the past 40 years, the three of them have fled and hidden, searched, fought and killed, and formed a deep friendship along the way

In terms of strength, Fang Junmei has not improved o

It is the Dao Lang of the troubled times, in this battle, a new Dao Mind Divine Power has been deduced, and the power cannot be underestimated

......

On this day, the three of them lay in a dark cave, panting for breath

There are strange monster corpses all around, exuding a fishy smell, not a demon beast, not a heavenly demon, not a Kun class, the world is so big, there is no wonder

Just a few dozen breaths ago, the three of them killed and got the seventieth thing, and the three of them themselves were also wounded

"Go, go immediately, you can't stay, otherwise these monsters in the vicinity will all rush over"

After Fang Junmei stood up, he kicked the Troubled World Dao Lang and Bu Zhou Nu on his body, and the blood stained a large area of O

In troubled times, Daolang and Buzhou slaves, staggered and stood up

The three of them hooked their shoulders and walked out of the cave to O

After flying away, I found a mountain spring, and then I fell, washed myself up and down, and recovered from my injuries

......

In the blink of an eye, the sky has fallen into darkness

The moonlit night is exceptionally bright

Fang Junmei, who was slightly injured, had already beaten a small beast, and when he came back to roast it, the fat dripped to the ground, and the meat was full of fragrance

The three of them ate old wine and ate a large piece

"There's only one last thing left, right?"

Dao Lang said abruptly, but his expression was not excited, but some kind of strange calm

Fang Junmei nodded

The thoughtful slave next to the two of them has a somewhat complicated expression

Because the name of this last thing, called Tianxiang wood keel, is a kind of trunk called Tianxiang wood spiritual root, buried deep in the ground for countless years, and then nourished by the aura of heaven and earth, it can be produced as a stone-like material, and one of its most likely places of origin is the underground of Buzhou Mountain!

"No, although I don't know what kind of experience you have, but according to my estimate, it should be inseparable from Buzhou Mountain, if you find it convenient, just talk to us, if it's inconvenient, forget it."

Fang Junmei said understandingly, he had already guessed that he had something to do with Buzhou Mountain, so he put this material in the last o

When Zhou Nu heard this, his eyes were deep, and there was a certain hatred in his indignation

After being silent for a while, the big man spoke: "At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, there are many wild tribes, and I come from one of the tribes called the Zhenluo tribe, and my real name is called Zhenluohano."

The two nodded

Buzhou Nu continued: "We, the tribes surrounding Buzhou Mountain, have always regarded Buzhou Mountain as a sacred mountain, admired it, and worshiped it, and thus gave birth to many primitive and barbaric rules, one of which is that every ten years, ten unmarried young men and women must be selected and thrown into the great chasm to worship the mountain gods of Buzhou Mountain, and these people are called Buzhou Nuo."

When the two of them heard this, they nodded again, and they had roughly guessed a few points of the later story

"Brother Junmei"

Speaking of this, Bu Zhou Nu suddenly looked at Fang Junmei and said, "Please block my Yuan Shen mana first, otherwise if my crazy Dao heart controls my mind, I will cause trouble again."

Fang Junmei nodded, walked behind him, and blocked his Yuan Shen mana

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"What's this chasm?"

Troubled times Daolang asked

Buzhou Nu said: "At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, there are many huge cracks, deep and invisible, by those tribes, called the Great Divide, they believe that only by throwing the sacrificial young men and women into the Great Divide and worshipping the gods, can they get the protection of the ancient gods."

Troubled Daolang nodded

"Those big chasms must have been caused by the previous fights, right?"

Fang Junmei asked

Bu Zhou Nu nodded and said: "It should be, Buzhou Mountain is known as the first mountain in the Eastern Sacred Domain, how strange it is, the more you go up the mountain, the stronger the aura, but this first spiritual mountain, so far there is no strength to occupy o"

Hearing this, the two nodded again

Bu Zhou Nu continued: "When I was fifteen years old, I was chosen as one of the sacrifices, but my father and mother had a certain status in the clan, and they got the news in advance and let me escape o Everyone knows that I was thrown into the great chasm, and I will definitely die."

"After escaping, I luckily embarked on the road of cultivation, and when I was in my thirties, I finally couldn't help but miss it, and returned to the Zhenluo Department, wanting to see my father and other relatives."

Speaking of which, in the eyes of Bu Zhou Nu, there is a deep love-hate intertwin

"When I returned to the Jinra Department and inquired, I learned that my father and mother, because they let me go, were tortured by the patriarch and the elders of the clan in the most cruel way, and they were already dead, and my younger brother was caught in my place, filling the void of that inconvenient slave, and was thrown into the great chasm, and all my other relatives also died under torture."

Breathe heavily

The hatred in his eyes was reborn, and with that extremely ugly face, he looked more and more like a crazy beast

And when he said this, the aura of the mad Dao heart on Bu Zhounu's body finally rolled up, as if it would explode away at any time

However, the Yuan Shen mana had been sealed, and Fang Junmei released another coercion to suppress him, but he never hit that immovable finger to help him

In the eyes of the slave, there were hot tears rolling down, and the body trembled violently

This past hatred has always haunted him like a demon in his heart, and in addition to hatred, there may be deep guilt, if time can be turned back, maybe he would rather be the slave himself, maybe this is one of the reasons why he called himself a slave

Fang Junmei and Daolang in troubled times can't help but sigh

......

After a long while, the mood of the slave gradually stabilized and returned to a calm appearance, but there was still sadness and hatred in his eyes

"After that, as you must have guessed, I went crazy and killed all the real Luo tribes...... Kill ...... Kill them all......"

Not Zhou Nu said again, and his voice was low

The color of hatred turns to guilt and loss

So many clansmen, should they really be killed?

Perhaps this is the real reason for the madness of the slaves