The branch of Anjia is located on the edge of the mountain range, mainly for mining minerals, and it is sparsely populated, so after Dong Yuan withdrew the confinement formation, he still did not find out by the monks.

He shook his sleeves and turned to leave.

As one of the top ten families in the central region, there are at least a thousand such small branches.

As the saying goes, if a person attains the Tao and ascends to heaven, so the arrogance of the person who settles down, coupled with the cultivation of monks, even if the kung fu of a small retreat may be several years, even if no one takes care of things for a few days in a row, others dare not ask.

So in the next half a year, Dong Yuan was cautious, changed regions, and overturned several Anjia branches one after another. But for this reason, Dong Yuan's behavior of scratching his boots has not made any waves so far.

A year later.

At this time, Dong Yuan's breath was more calm, walking in the downtown area, and the people around him subconsciously avoided him.

When Dong Yuan walked away, he realized his intentions, and he couldn't remember the other party's appearance at all, so he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.

This is definitely at least a fit old monster, otherwise it can't be so! Fortunately, he didn't resist.

After this year's tempering, and because of the frequent battles with the Avatar Monk, Dong Yuan's understanding of the artistic conception of Kurong is deeper, and if he encounters that old man again, Dong Yuan is confident that he can subdue him in a stick of incense.

Therefore, Dong Yuan at this time can break through the merger period at any time, but there is still an opportunity missing!

And this time Dong Yuan came to Fang City to inquire about the news.

That night, Dong Yuan came to a branch not far from Fang City.

This branch was determined by Dong Yuan after several surveys, there is only one combined monk here, and this place is not like those small branches, just the people who arrange to settle down, this intermediate branch, the main thing in it is the An family!

In this year, Dong Yuan washed several small branches in blood, but he didn't meet his descendants, thinking of this, Dong Yuan's eyes flashed with hatred, so, this person will be used as a whetstone for his own promotion!

Breath cautiously forward, Dong Yuan sneaked inside.

Due to the existence of the An family's lineage here, there must be a lot of monks in the Divine Transformation Period, so Dong Yuan was not sure that he could trap all the monks, so he prepared to assassinate them step by step.

A group of patrolling monks instantly turned into dry bones, and then a breeze blew, and the dry bones were quickly buried in the darkness.

This middle-level branch is really much stronger, and the formations and patrol monks in it are endless, and Dong Yuan spent a quarter of an hour, still in the front yard.

Looking at the many houses with transparent lights, the laughter and laughter in them were in stark contrast to Dong Yuan's bleakness, Dong Yuan was ruthless in his heart, if you don't die, how can the soul of my Dong family be safe!

As these monks continued to decrease, the monks finally realized that the situation was wrong, but at this time, Dong Yuan had already arrived near the meeting hall of the Middle Court.

And the monks here patrol more intensively, and from time to time the divine consciousness of the transformation period sweeps by.

When Dong Yuan saw this, he realized that the warning he had secretly placed in front of him was touched, and the array disk in his hand was quickly activated, and the aura fluctuated instantly.

"Who!"

The monk of the Divine Transformation Stage noticed the abnormal movement, quickly appeared in the void, and said loudly, "Who is the master, who is coming to visit the Anjia Honghe Branch, please show up." ”

In the middle of the transformation of the gods, Dong Yuan looked at the monk in the void, his body moved, and the artistic conception of withering glory instantly overflowed from the center of his eyebrows, and at the same time, the fan-shaped magic weapon in his hand followed closely.

Feeling the artistic conception attack, this monk was not slow to react, and quickly retreated the spirit sword in his hand and threw it out, but he didn't want to just retreat a few feet and be fixed in the air

"Lu is in the twilight of his life, one year old and one is gone!"

As Dong Yuan's voice fell, the monk had no power to resist at all, his artistic conception was destroyed in an instant, his soul was seriously injured, and the nail on Dong Yuan's magic weapon instantly penetrated his dantian and fell to the ground and turned into white bones.

Dong Yuan's artistic conception of withering glory is inspired by the phenomenon of white bones giving birth to flowers, so all monks who fall into this artistic conception will turn into white bones after death!

From the appearance of the monk to the end of the battle, it was only a few breaths, and the monks below did not expect that this mid-stage monk would lose.

At this time, when he saw the monk, he had no ability to resist and turned into bones, and fled one after another.

Seeing this, Dong Yuan saw that the acupuncture of the magic weapon in his hand was prominent, and he circled around the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, this group of monks turned into white bones.

After doing all this, Dong Yuan looked at the still brightly lit conference hall, and a sneer broke out at the corner of his mouth, so just right, there is no need to look for them one by one!

At this time, the entire middle courtyard was wrapped in the formation, and the screams inside did not come out at all. Dong Yuan's face sank like water, he came to the door, looked at the low-level warning formation, did not stop at all, and kicked open the door with one kick!

It seems to be two worlds, the silence outside the house is like water, the drums in the house are singing and dancing, staggered, laughing and playing, what a ridiculous picture!

There were more than a dozen monks sitting scattered on both sides, some of whom were already drunk.

Sitting high above was a young male cultivator with a handsome face and a pink face, who was constantly advised by the two female cultivators on the left and right to drink, and indulged in it.

At this time, I could hear the sound of the door slamming, and I barely opened my eyes a little drunk, and I wrinkled with displeasure, "Didn't I say it, I am not allowed to come in and disturb today!"

As he spoke, he pushed away the hand of the female cultivator next to him, staggered to his feet, and pointed forward with his fingers dangling in a leisurely direction, "Get down, go get a deboning pill yourself!"

"Oh, what a big breath!" "The Bone Removal Pill, when it happened, it was like the separation of flesh and bones, but it was conscious, and it was only used to expand the muscles and veins to increase muscle toughness, but I didn't expect this monk to punish the monk.

Hearing this unfamiliar voice, the young man quickly pushed away the two female cultivators behind him, and the aura circulated for a week to relieve the smell of alcohol, only then did he see Dong Yuan's appearance clearly, and said in a cold voice, "Are you the new Elder Keqing?"

"Elder Feng, take the kid to learn the rules!"

The called Elder Feng had a big belly, and immediately stood up when he heard the voice, "Don't worry, Gongzi An Lan, I will definitely teach him well!"

After hearing this, An Lan laughed happily and sat down again, "Okay, if only they were all as knowledgeable as Elder An, so that the Eight Treasures of Ruyi would be given to the Elders!"

But when the monks here heard this, they were all envious and jealous in their hearts, but they couldn't do Feng Yan to be so low and small, and he was called out by a young boy. I can only give my hand without yin or yang, "Congratulations to Elder Feng for getting this magic weapon." ”

These eight treasures can absorb the eight artistic conceptions of others at the same time, store them, and use them in battle, although after the eight artistic conceptions are used, this magic weapon will be scrapped, but it can control the eight artistic conceptions at the same time, and this magic weapon is also the top in the magic weapon.

Since Young Master An Lan took it out once, everyone was extremely envious, but they didn't expect it to be rewarded to Feng Yan!

Feng Yan listened to the envy of everyone, and he was very proud in his heart, what kind of high-level monk shelf, it is good to be able to get something!

Then he swaggered to Dong Yuan's side and looked at him obliquely, "Hmph, kid, we are not divided by cultivation here!"