"Ha-ha-" Fang gradually gasped.

Fang Cai's angry punch seemed to temporarily relieve the sharp pain in his body, making the clarity in his eyes a little more.

"Wow!"

Pulling out the fist that had fallen into Xu Zhou's skull, a strong fishy smell wafted out.

He looked down at the unrecognizable corpse beneath him, surprisingly without much mental turmoil.

With a muffled snort, an astonishing pain surged from the depths of the limbs.

"Dog, you still want to covet what I have!" Fang gradually left his eyes scarlet, anger surged, and he punched out again.

Bang bang!

The surrounding weeds and vines were splashed with disgusting juice, and Xu Zhou's body seemed to have a residual reaction, convulsing as Fang gradually moved away from each punch.

"Damn! Damn! you damn it!" Fang gradually left his face, his body was covered with disgusting things, but he didn't seem to know it.

It's like madness, it's like going mad.

With half a pillar of incense, Fang gradually got up from Xu Zhou's body staggeringly, grabbed Xu Zhou's storage bag, and kicked the latter's already tattered body away with a bang, and he stumbled towards something.

With each step, he shuddered and suffered unspeakable torment.

But he wasn't unconscious, and as he walked some distance, he could faintly hear the sound of fighting.

Holding a broken pillar with his hand, Fang gradually narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.

By this time the night was dark, and he could only see some scenes vaguely.

Looking at the direction, it should be in the center of the deserted city.

"Ahem!" Fang gradually sat down slowly against the pillar, coughing.

With each cough, black blood clotted out and landed on the grass and trees, which withered quickly in just a few breaths.

His face was like gold paper, reflecting an extremely unusual luster in the night.

Fang gradually pulled the clothes off his chest, revealing his slightly thin chest.

At this moment, in the middle of his chest, there was a small black dot, nearly half of which had turned to pure black.

This is what is left behind by the first seizure, and each subsequent seizure of the Poison leaves similar black spots.

When the seven black dots appeared, it meant that Fang Yuanli's life had come to an end.

At this moment, only half of the black dot is pure black, which means that only half of the time has passed for the first episode.

"No, no, we have to hurry, get out of here. Fang gradually struggled to get up from the ground, muttering in his mouth.

He forced himself to see his bearings, and staggered towards the exit of the deserted city.

"Think you can send me away with this bunch of waste?" was the voice of the bereaved disciple.

"The sea of qi is seventy percent! He actually has seventy percent cultivation!"

A noisy voice faintly came from my ears, getting louder and louder.

Fang gradually separated from the knowledge that he should be close to the middle of the deserted city, and his heart was cold, so he hurriedly refreshed himself again and walked towards the other side.

Although I don't know who the disciples of the Lost Sect are fighting with, since this kind of thing has happened, at this time, Fang gradually leaves to stop running, and when?

Because of the great pain he endured, he walked crookedly, often deviating his course.

In this way, it took a whole stick of incense to finally come to the gate of the deserted city.

The movement behind him was already inaudible, but this was not good news for Fang Yuanli.

Gritting his teeth, he took out the Wind Riding Talisman from the storage bag, pinched the trick in his hand, and rushed out in an instant.

This was one of the last two Wind Riding Talismans on his body, and if they were all gone, he would have no place to get them unless he stopped and took the time to break the ban on Xu Zhou's storage bag.

But now that his life is at stake, Fang Yanli doesn't have so many scruples.

It was late at night, and the chill was chilling, and it also suppressed the pain of Fang gradually leaving.

He spotted the direction and headed the way he had come, desperately urging the Wind Ride Talisman.

Although the Wind Riding Charm is much larger than the Light Body Charm in all aspects, it does not mean that it can withstand unlimited consumption.

Fang Yuanli was so desperate to urge the Wind Riding Talisman to undoubtedly make the stripes like a silver snake on it disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This Wind Riding Talisman has been used for a while, so there are only a few silver streaks on the talisman paper now.

However, after a few hours, the speed of the Wind Riding Talisman had slowed down significantly, and the last silver stripe had turned into a small silver dot. It's about to dissipate.

Seeing this, Fang gradually left without hesitation, and directly took out the last Wind Riding Talisman from the storage bag and replaced it.

"Huh-" The original wind talisman in his hand turned into ashes and scattered.

......

From dark to dawn, and then from dawn to feel that the sky was slightly dark, the wind talisman in his hand shook, and Fang gradually fell to the ground.

At this time, his eyebrows and eyes were full of exhaustion.

The first episode of the poison had ended as early as dawn, but even so, his consciousness had been in a trance for a long time, and it was not until several hours ago that he had recovered.

It's just that even if he recovered, he didn't remove the Wind Riding Talisman, but directly completely exhausted the Wind Riding Talisman in his hand, and then stopped.

Although his current position is still on the white grass road, with the help of the Wind Riding Talisman, he is now more than a hundred miles away from the deserted city?

Thinking that the mourning disciple was going to fight with others, it was estimated that he would go to find Xu Zhou later, and it was already too late to think about it.

But even so, he didn't dare to take it lightly, since Xu Zhou could find him, presumably the mourning disciple would be no problem.

Although you don't show your face, it's better to keep going.

Fang Yanli thought, gritted his teeth, forcibly dragged his tired body, and walked towards the end of the white grass road.

Rao is Fang is not slow, but it took four or five hours to reach the end of the white grass road.

Looking at the white grass road that has been broken since then, Fang gradually left and knew that Xundi had finally come to an end.

Now that the ghosts in the ghost town have gone, the ghost town is not worthy of its name, and it should not take more than a hundred years to restore the human tracks again.

It's just that after all, unlike hundreds of years ago, it's not just people who have changed, when will the nearly thousands of miles of endless desolation be restored?

Fang Yanli shook his head, his distracting thoughts were gone, and he turned around and headed south.

The road to the south leads to many mountains and forests.

There, there are all kinds of natural bunkers, and the risk of being chased by the disciples of the Lost Sect will be much less.

The first natural barrier is the Xun Mountain, which is the place that separates Xun Di and the countless mountains and forests to the south, and is also the boundary between the plains and hills.

Fang gradually left and looked at the black and oppressive mountain forest, and a sense of intimacy arose.

The feeling of not being able to see the sky in his field of vision is something he really misses.

......

Next, Fang gradually left and kept rushing south, except for encountering some low-level but large number of demon beasts, he didn't encounter too many risks along the way.

And these demon beasts rushed over in one go, and Fang Yanli only took out the copper tripod and shook it a few times, absorbing the qi and blood of one of them, which naturally shocked the rest of the demon beasts.

It is worth mentioning that Fang Yanli was lucky to encounter a fire-swallowing python again, Xu is gradually leaving all the way up and killing a lot of demon beasts, devouring its qi and blood, and there was a little evil qi on his body, and the fire-swallowing python actually ran away directly when he saw Fang Wanli.

However, as Fang gradually left and decisively threw out the copper tripod, the latter was still obediently enveloped in it.

Along the way, Tongding is still very face-saving, and basically the probability of refining the qi and blood of demon beasts is not low.

And the fire-swallowing python actually succeeded that time. Therefore, Fang gradually left his body once again with an additional Fire Swallowing Python mark, which was really good for the original situation that was about to dissipate.

Without the Wind Riding Talisman, he had been walking in the mountains for five days before he saw some familiar sights.

According to his estimate, it should not take more than a day for him to return to the realm of the Divine Hidden Sect.

But when he got here, he didn't go any further, instead, he found a hidden cave, hid in it, and found a boulder to plug it.

The reason for this series of actions is naturally because more than six days have passed since Fang gradually passed from the last attack, and if you do the math, the chewing spirit poison is about to attack for the second time.

If someone saw his appearance in the realm of the Shenyin Sect, presumably the matter would spread and fall into the ears of the disciples of the mourning sect, and it would inevitably become suspicious.

Half a day later, there was a roaring sound from the cave where Fang gradually left, mixed with a painful roar similar to that of a wild beast.

This continued for most of the day, until it was dark, and then gradually stopped.

Then, not long after, the boulder outside the cave was pushed away with a bang and rolled down the mountain.

Fang Yuanli, who was standing at the entrance of the cave, looked tired again, and his face was even paler than before.

This bite of spiritual poison is more and more powerful every time, no wonder it is so frightening.

On his chest, unsurprisingly, a small black dot appeared again.

Fang gradually changed his clothes, and the original clothes were burned to ashes by him with the Fire Swallowing Python mark and then buried clean.

took out a piece of blackened roasted meat from the storage bag, and sighed.

Sure enough, the demon beast qi and blood refined in the copper tripod cannot be preserved for a long time.

Even if you put it in a storage bag, it won't last a few hours.

He casually threw the blackened flesh aside, and the flesh was like a fragile black stone, cracking inch by inch after hitting the ground, and the crack was like a dried coal.

After thinking about it, Fang Wanli buried it all together to avoid any accidents.

After cleaning up like this, Fang gradually left not to stay here for long, and his body showed up, and he had already gone in the direction of the Divine Hidden Sect.

At dawn, Fang gradually left and finally stopped in front of a mountain peak.

Here, there is already a ban, and if you trespass here and cause a rebound of the ban, it is estimated that there will be no good end.

Fang gradually walked around the edge of the prohibition for a long time, and then found the mountain gate, and then followed the mountain gate to climb the steps.

Just walked less than half a mile, a disciple of the Mountain Gate appeared and stopped Fang Yanli.

However, after Fang Yanli took out the ordinary disciple token, the mountain gate disciple didn't say anything, unlocked the ban after the mountain gate, and let Fang Yanli climb the mountain peak.

After nearly ten days of traveling, he finally returned to the Divine Hidden Sect.