Vast land, endless sea of sand!

The two monks launched a devastating battle, destroying the vast sea of sand that was already dead and silent, again and again, until the world collapsed and sank, and the scene was so vast that it could not be described in words, as if they were the ultimate in the world.

Of these two people, one is a person from Bashan Dao.

The other is a high-looking old man with a clear appearance, who is the Sword Emperor of the Sword Emperor.

The Sword Emperor took a long sword, and shot out complex sword patterns one after another, and burst out with a brilliant attack that was unimaginable, and the battle with the mountain Daoist was earth-shattering.

In a distant place nearby, there are still people watching.

It's a domineering man with a knife on his back, that's the Sword Emperor.

......

Such a fight scene is not one scene, but a lot of scenes.

From the humble realm to the profound!

Just from this fight, you can see the good friendship between the people of Bashan Dao and the two.

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In the room, Fang Junmei held the jade slip, the look in his eyes was constantly changing, completely forgetting the time, forgetting everything outside his body, and devoting himself to the battle scene one after another.

The battle scene was of course vast, but what attracted him even more was the sword patterns made by the Sword Emperor's predecessors, and there were seven or eight of them, which turned out to be the seven or eight statues he saw in the mysterious underground space of Wanjian Mountain City.

Obviously, the original owners of those statues were passed down to them by the Sword Emperor.

If you want to hit those sword patterns, in addition to knowing the sword patterns themselves, you also need corresponding techniques and exercises, and Fang Junmei has finally got the same now.

If you can deduce the exercises again and hit those sword patterns, it will be just around the corner!

Fang Jun's eyebrows stared, carefully noting down the sword movements of each sword pattern that the Sword Emperor struck.

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said that it would take ten days to give everyone what they needed to play and buy in the Xingluo Inland Sea, but Fang Junmei never went out for a day.

I locked myself in my room every day, thinking about the fighting scene on the jade slip and the experience of the people who pulled out the mountain.

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Ten days later, there was a knock at the door.

When Fang Junmei went out, he looked crazy with misty eyes, like that, just by looking at it, he knew that he was in a crazy feeling.

"It's time to go back. ”

Long Jinyi said lightly and didn't say anything.

For Fang Junmei, he has almost nothing to find fault with.

Fang Junmei nodded, washed up, and left with everyone.

The others also gathered outside the middle hall of Crescent Island one after another.

Soon, more than 30 people alive all arrived.

After getting on the Pantian clan's ship, they left together.

......

At the stern of the boat, Fang Junmei glanced at Fang Junyu slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and when he got out of the Holy Gate, it was the time for him to slaughter this person.

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The monks on the boat, in addition to the more than 30 of them, the old man of Bashan, there are also eight supreme monks such as Pan Tian, this treatment, also arrived at home, and there were people escorting them back and forth. On the side of the Southern Sacred Domain, in addition to the Pantian Clan, there are also the Poor Clan.

The Holy Gate that went out was not in the Star Luo Islands, but on an oasis adjacent to the Star Luo Islands, which was called the Seaside Oasis.

It's not big in itself, and the aura is average, but because the Holy Gate that went out is there, it's still very famous in the Central Sanctuary.

Fang Junmei and others came across the sea.

A vast green mountain field is imprinted in the eye.

In the center of this mountain field, there is a jungle with a radius of thousands of miles, and the clouds and fog lock it, at first glance, it looks like a large mass of white cotton, spread across the earth.

The god was mysterious and could not be seen through, and when seen by the naked eye, it was immediately blocked back.

Nevertheless, there is a passage into it.

Pan Tianshi drove his own boat and came to a certain edge at the eastern end of the misty jungle, and clearly saw a clear avenue more than ten zhang wide and without fog, leading straight to the depths, and at a glance, there was no end in sight.

The boat entered the avenue and continued to fly onward.

As soon as they entered, everyone noticed that there were several powerful divine senses swept over, and one of them was by no means weaker than the human ancestor level.

Along the way, everyone could clearly feel that in the mist, there seemed to be a killing intention, as if there was something in ambush.

"In this sea of fog, there are monks guarding it, and the monks under the ancestral aperture can enter the holy gate at will, but the monks of the human realm must have the introduction book of our ancestral monks before they can go out. ”

Lang Lang, a mountain roader, introduced.

The crowd nodded.

......

The speed of the ship was fast, and it was at the end of the road.

At the end, there is a valley of dozens of miles, and in the void in the center of the valley, there is a gate of light curtain that is shining, shining, and square.

It was exactly the same as the Holy Gate that came in, emitting a white light, and there were star-like glows in the white light, which was very conspicuous.

Underneath the Holy Gate, there is a large stone.

On the stone, there was an old man in a black robe, wrapped in a wide robe, with a somewhat bloated figure, a sheep's face and an eagle nose, looking a little gloomy and ugly, but the light in his eyes was pure and bright.

This old breath is completely collected, as if it is a mortal, but I am afraid that it is also a personal ancestral monk.

"Fellow Daoist, thank you for your hard work!"

After coming over, the mountain Taoist said first.

Just listening to this flat tone, you know that it is indeed a personal ancestor monk.

The black-robed old man nodded slightly, swept around everyone, and showed a gentle smile on his gloomy and ugly face, and said, "Are they the juniors who are fighting with the local monks? Which side won?"

"It was we who won. ”

The mountain Taoist said lightly.

"Very good!"

The black-robed old man nodded happily when he heard this.

After a few more greetings, the old man explained his intentions, and the old man in the black robe naturally let go.

"Let's go!"

The old man said in the end.

And they took their part, and departed for the holy gate.

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When I came out again, it was already a desert sky full of yellow sand, and not far away, it was the holy gate when I entered. The monks of the Four Sacred Domains gathered together again.

"Guys, let's go first!"

The leader monk of the Western Sacred Domain said first, took out the magic weapon of hurrying, took the juniors of the Western Sacred Domain, left together, and flew to the west.

A moment later, the monks of the two sacred areas in the northeast also left.

Fang Junmei didn't go to the Eastern Sacred Domain with him, he had already made an agreement, and besides, he had to go back to take a look at the old grandmother, and take him with him to ambush the fake benevolence and righteousness twin stars.

When it was the turn of the Southern Sanctuary, the atmosphere became strange.

The Pan Tian clan and the Youqian clan, the eyes that swept towards them changed.

Pan Tianshi clasped his hands and said with a cold face: "The nine of you, including Zhu Long, who is already dead, only two of you have entered the final top ten this trip, Zhenjun is very angry, and we are also very angry." True Monarch had already said before, if there are less than three, you will cross this desert by yourself and return to the Southern Sacred Domain. So—the old man, I'm sending you here!"

When everyone heard this, their faces turned dark.

Is it really that fun?

The eyes of the crowd were full of depression and embarrassment.

Except for the enemy clan and Haifangge, the other eight people are all responsible, and Fang Junmei is not alone.

"Zhenjun said yes, the two of us can't change it, and we can't go against it!"

There is a poor person's complexion, which is even more cold and serious than the Pantian family.

"We're leaving!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them entered the door again, and they were so simple that they didn't even care about the life and death of their juniors in the door!

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Swish!

As soon as the two of them entered, they heard the sound of breaking through the air.

That Fang Junyu also rushed towards the direction of the Holy Gate, the speed was unprecedented, as if he was fleeing for his life.

Everyone was stunned!

Is he crazy?

Why go back again?

......

"Leave it for me!"

Fang Junmei burst into a shout, it was a world collision, and he sucked it up!

It's a pity - it's late, it's still late!

Fang Junyu entered the door in the blink of an eye, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

Only then did everyone react, Fang Junyu was hiding from Fang Junmei, this person knew very well that Fang Junmei was going to attack him next, and his only chance to save his life was to enter the Central Sacred Domain again.

The rules of the Bashan Daoist and others are only responsible for sending them out, and if they go in again, the Bashan Daoist and the others will not care anymore.

And after entering the Holy Gate, he Fang Junyu randomly appeared in different places on the periphery of the Central Sacred Domain, even if Fang Junmei chased him in now, he would not be in the same place as him, maybe hundreds of millions of miles away.

This Fang Junyu is also ruthless enough to himself, you must know the place after he enters, maybe he is in some monster pile, maybe he will be killed if he enters.

But this person can only gamble!

Otherwise, he will be slaughtered by Fang Junmei soon!

This is Fang Junyu's choice and decision, maybe he has been thinking about it for a long, long time and struggling for a long, long time, otherwise how could he react so quickly?

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Fang Jun's eyes were full of depression, which actually made Fang Junyu slip under his nose!

"Junmei, you, the second uncle, are ruthless enough to yourself to come up with such a way to put yourself to death and come back to life. But you don't have to worry too much, with his strength, it is almost impossible to save his life to break through those sand seas and reach a safe place!"

Hai Fangge came over and comforted him.

Fang Junmei shook his head slightly, still unhappy in his heart.

I'm most afraid of long nights and dreams!

Who knows if Fang Junyu is dead or alive, how far he can get mixed up in the Central Sacred Domain, and how many troubles he will cause.

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"The wind is blowing, ladies and gentlemen, it's time for us to go. ”

The voice of the enemy clan came, and his eyes looked into the distance.

There, there is a wall of sand and mist, like a wild wave, rushing into the distance, and you can feel the trembling of the void from such a distance.

Everyone looked solemn.

When they came, they had all seen how the Pan Tian clan and the others dealt with those walls of sand and mist, and how powerful the walls of sand and fog were.

To put it simply, the monks in the middle stage of the ancestral aperture did not dare to rush hard, so they could only dodge.

What can Fang Junmei do?

It's the same word - hide!

Hide all the way back to the Southern Sanctuary!