"Brother Xiuwen, what is Brother Shi Zhang doing?" asked Hu Ranqi with a puzzled expression.

Since Fang gradually left the city wall, a series of measures are really puzzling.

Although Hu Ranqi didn't know the specific process, he at least saw the methods used by those people before to subdue the resentful souls, and most of them burst out of their qi and blood in an instant, which one was like Fang Yuanli?

"Well, he should have his own ideas, but don't forget where his sect comes from. Gong Xiuwen rubbed his chin and guessed.

Hu Ranqi sighed, but the look between his eyebrows and eyes obviously did not fully agree with this explanation.

On the other hand, many of the casual cultivators saw Fang gradually leaving's strange behavior.

"This is a disciple of the Super Sect, how can you subdue the resentful soul so much?" a loose cultivator said, suddenly closing his mouth, but what he wanted to say later was already known to many people.

It's stupid to try to subdue the resentful spirits in such a way, and to say something unpleasant.

Seeing Fang Yanli constantly chasing the ghost fire around, the eyes of the group of scattered cultivators, including Xu Zhou and the others, changed a little.

Xu Zhou sighed, it seems that this is just the second ancestor of a super sect.

......

Fang gradually left naturally didn't know about a kind of loose cultivation on the city wall, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much.

There was a snort from the palm of his hand, and his blood boiled, and then, unsurprisingly, the ghost fire retreated into the distance again.

At the same time, a chaotic picture floated by Fang Yuanli's eyes.

There is crying and laughter in the picture, but more of it is a kind of grief.

Fang gradually left to look back, the figure above the west wall had gradually blurred, and he had gradually moved away from the west wall of the ghost city.

Since it was difficult for him to see the scene above the west wall with his eyesight, he probably wouldn't be able to see it even if he was a casual cultivator.

After chasing the ghost fire in front of him again, seeing that the scene on the city wall was completely unclear, Fang gradually stopped at this time.

"Almost. He muttered.

Boom! His body exploded, and the qi and blood in his body completely exploded in an instant.

A wave of extreme heat dispersed, and the purple-red qi and blood completely enveloped Fang Detached.

Unsurprisingly, the ghostfire let out another scream, and then quickly retreated.

Moreover, this time the ghost fire directly retreated more than ten zhang, obviously quite jealous of the qi and blood on Fang Yanli's body.

But at the same time, a large number of broken images flashed from Fang gradually away from his eyes.

These shattered pictures were called ghost elephant explosions by many spiritual monks, but Fang gradually left and did not think so.

He stood in place, his eyes closed, the ghost in his mind flashing back and forth, and it took him nearly a moment before he opened his eyes.

If this scene fell in the eyes of other spiritual people, it would inevitably cause an uproar.

Facing the ghost elephant for so long and not resisting, no one would do it unless they were fools.

It is rumored that there was once a bold spirit who did this, but the ending was very miserable, and in the end he was directly lost in the ghost elephant and became stupid.

This is naturally the reason why those spirits will suppress the ghosts as soon as they see them.

The reason why those casual cultivators who saw Fang gradually leaving was shocked was also here.

However, Fang gradually left but was not lost.

He looked at the ghost fire in the distance, his eyes were glowing with strange light, his qi and blood calmed down, and then he slowly walked towards the ghost fire.

This time, because he didn't urge the qi and blood in his body, even if he came to the present, the ghost fire didn't react at all.

Stretching out his hand, Fang Yuanli's hand was only half an inch away from the ghost fire.

At such a close distance, a slight cool sensation came from the palm of his hand.

Fang Yuanli closed his eyes.

"I feel your pain as it is. "His consciousness was transmitted to the past.

The dark blue light above the ghost fire trembled, as if it had been shaken in some way.

"Good all the way. Fang gradually opened his eyes slowly, his face expressionless.

At the same time, he slapped his palm and landed firmly in the center of the ghost fire.

Whew! The fire of blood burst out in an instant!

I only heard the sound of 'whoosh', and white smoke rose from the ghost fire.

This time, there was no screaming, no panicked retreat.

The white smoke gathered and flew above the ghost fire, faintly forming a figure.

The figure bowed towards Fang Yuanli, and then dissipated in an instant.

This is so similar to the original scene of the two of them.

Fang gradually left his expression unchanged, and unhurriedly took out the ghost slaying talisman from the storage bag.

Whew! He didn't even need to take the initiative to meet it, the ghost fire that had become crystal clear like a blue spar had already swooped into the ghost slaying talisman on its own.

Fang was stunned for a moment, knowing that after there was no resentment, the ghost fire would become like this.

That's right, the previous Fang gradually left was through the stimulation of qi and blood, constantly feeling the resentment of the resentful soul, the so-called deep knowledge, the feeling of the cut, when Fang gradually departed from the real feeling of the remnants of the resentful soul, under the empathy, he had actually obtained the approval of the resentful soul.

Next, guide the resentment away from the ghost fire, and the resentment will dissipate between heaven and earth, and it will only come naturally.

No one knew why Fang was not lost in the ghosts, not even himself. It was just that he wanted to do it, and he succeeded.

It's just that what is different from others is that when Fang gradually leaves the ghost elephant, everything is as usual, and there is no other person's feeling of confusion and confusion.

Thinking about it carefully, it is actually not difficult to understand that Fang gradually left to be a mortal, so when he was faced with countless broken pictures in his resentment, his reaction was naturally different from others.

It's just that there are really no more miserable spiritual warriors in the world than him? If those people are faced with this situation, what will happen? Fang Yanli didn't know about this, because he had never met such a person.

It was pitch black around this place, and Fang gradually left for a long time, turned around and took out the light talisman, soared into the air, and soon returned to the city wall.

"Brother Hua, can you get anything?" Gong Xiuwen stepped forward and asked.

"It's ok. Fang Yanli didn't take out the ghost slaying talisman, but just said.

However, he didn't continue to talk to Gong Xiuwen and the others, but turned around and looked at the scattered cultivators around him.

Ever since he had climbed the walls again, he had sensed that the gazes of these men had become a little strange.

"Hmph!" Fang gradually snorted coldly.

Those scattered cultivators suddenly didn't dare to look at it anymore, or they turned their eyes away. Or bow your head and be silent.

Whatever this person is, at least they can't afford to provoke them.

"It's not a talent for big things. Xu Zhou saw this scene, combined with Fang Yanli's previous actions, shook his head, and already made a decision in his heart.

This kind of person can not be provoked, but if he wants to take refuge, it is too stupid.

In Xu Zhou's opinion, Fang Yanli probably chased and lost the ghost fire, or it took a lot of effort to subdue it, so he felt that he had lost face, so he had just made this move.

Fang Yanli was not interested in understanding what Xu Zhou was thinking, and at this time he was scanning under the city wall, looking for the next resentful spirit.

His goal now is to collect fifty resentful souls, and the matter over there in Yanxia has been resolved, no accident, as long as he collects fifty resentful souls, he should be able to go home.

Thinking about it, the time for this trip is not short, and he will have to return to the sect for an appointment in a while.

He still remembered the promise he made to Mu Xin, and it wasn't far from that time.

After looking at the city wall for a while, a few resentful spirits appeared in other places, but they did not reappear near Fang gradually leaving his range.

Moreover, those things that appeared were just common resentful spirits such as ghost fire or ghost smoke, and they were quickly subdued before Fang Yuanli even noticed it.

"Resentful spirits are indeed scarce. Fang gradually left this place and felt the difficulty of this task.

At this moment, an exclamation was heard.

"Three-color ghost flower! There is a three-color ghost flower here!" This is a loose cultivation about three miles away from Fang Yuan.

His exclamation spread and attracted the attention of many people.

In fact, before this person exclaimed, Fang Yanli had already noticed that about a mile out of his left front, a huge flower suddenly appeared.

The flower was half the size of a man, with three petals in black, white and red, and had no roots, swaying in the wind.

The moment he saw this three-color ghost flower, even Fang gradually tightened his heart.

He has heard of these three-color ghost flowers, and there are often three resentful souls among them, so they are the focus of many people's contention.

"Rush over first!" the Sanxiu greeted his companion, and his figure had already rushed out of the city wall first.

Two figures rushed out quickly after them.

In order to speed up, the three of them even used the Wind Riding Talisman, and directly urged the qi and blood, and it was like three red streamers under the night.

In addition to these three people, it can be seen that there are spirits rushing quickly in the distance, obviously no one wants to let these three-color ghost flowers.

"Get out of here!" At this moment, a cold voice came from behind these people, although the voice was not loud, but it made these people stiffen.

Turning their heads, they found that it was indeed a disciple of that super sect.

"Your Excellency is a little too domineering, isn't it, we don't even have the power to fight for it?" said the first cultivator with some indignation.

"Huh?" Fang gradually raised his eyebrows.

Whoosh!

And then, bang!

The man's two companions felt a flower in front of them, and then a buzzing echoed in their ears.

But their hearts were terrified, for the man who had just spoken had now fallen to the ground.

And at the man's neck, a huge palm grasped it.

From beginning to end, he didn't even have a chance to resist.

"Ahem, ahem," the man coughed in pain, blood foaming at the corners of his mouth.

"What is this?!" The scattered cultivators around them all looked at Fang Fading away from his arms that were completely disproportionate to his body at this time.

They hadn't even seen anything concrete just now, as if it was just a breath for the unlucky guy to be completely defeated.

Similar tricks, they don't say they've seen them, or they haven't heard of them.

"Dare to provoke me, do you treat the super sect as a sect?" Fang gradually picked up the loose cultivation in his hand, like carrying a chicken.

The scattered cultivator who was caught in Fang Yanli's hand heard this, and his originally pale face suddenly became less bloody, among the various rumors he had heard, even if he provoked the three major sects, most of them were nine deaths, not to mention the super sects.

With his strength of opening up the sea of qi, what is the difference between him and ants in the face of such a behemoth?

Seeing this person's frightened reaction, Fang gradually left a sneer and threw him away.

"Get out of the way, bother me again, and kill me directly. ”

Although this person said that the sea of qi was open to the fourth percent, but the qi and blood were seriously vain, Fang gradually left the estimation that even if he didn't use his madness, he could easily solve it.

The gap between the disciples of the Great Sect and the Scattered Cultivators has always been like this, not to mention that Fang gradually left the strength of Qi and Blood at this time, and had already begun to approach the peak of Qi Sea Opening.

The two scattered cultivators hurriedly took over their companion's body, glanced at Fang Yuanli with great horror, and then did not dare to delay for a moment, hurriedly rose from the same place, and left quickly.

Seeing that the only person who came out was in such a fate, where did those scattered cultivators dare to compete with Fang Wanli, they all turned around and returned very unwillingly.

Seeing this, Fang gradually left the fist hidden in his sleeve and quietly relaxed.

He is not a true super sect disciple, if he wants to show his domineering power, he must use the power of thunder to solve the opponent.

If these people still don't want to give up, maybe he'll have to use some of his hole cards again.