The demon clouds had completely gathered, and the heavens and the earth were vast and gloomy, as if they had fallen into eternal darkness.

Fang Xing fell straight down, but there were too many demon spirits around him, biting and tearing around him, which made his weak body flutter in the air, swinging and helpless, and the speed of falling was slow, and Fang Xing knew that he was no longer lucky, so he let go of his heart, changed to a more comfortable position, stilted Erlang's legs, and let those fierce and violent demon spirits gather towards him and send him back to the west.

Xiao Man......

Jin Liuzi......

Brother Pig......

Silly and coincidental......

The Old Evil King......

The Great Dragon Maiden......

And that honest Chu Ci girl...... I heard that she has been waiting for her in the Chu Royal Court, but unfortunately she didn't have the time to pass.

"Alas, forget it!"

I wanted to go back, but when I thought about it, I felt that there were all kinds of thoughts, and there were too many things to miss, so I simply didn't want to.

But I didn't want to, but I still couldn't help but think about it, thinking of Senior Sister Lingyun, who had gone to the North Ju Demon Land in order to find herself, and later fought with the fox fairy Ji in front of the Demon Palace, and finally won a big victory, and then thought of the Great Dragon Maiden, who had become the goddess of the four seas......

I also thought of Uncle Eleven, who didn't know where he was, whether he was dead or alive, and the ten daughters-in-law he promised him......

"I still don't want to die......"

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt, Fang Xing couldn't help but mutter: "The ten daughters-in-law that Uncle Eleventh said haven't married yet......

The already silent heart became restless again at this moment.

Damn, you can't die!

There are beauties in this world, thousands of charming, nephrite jade is warm and fragrant. I haven't slept all yet. How can you be willing to die?

There are treasures in this world. Jewels, priceless, haven't been robbed yet, how can you be willing to die?

There are sluts in this world, vicious and ugly, with hateful faces, who have not been killed yet, how can they be willing to die?

It's a world of flowers. I haven't stayed enough, master, whoever you love dies, I won't die anyway......

When a thought rose, a thousand thoughts rose, Fang Xing's already dim eyes suddenly lit up, and a little strength rose in his body, shaking out the countless demon spirits that had already rushed to him, condensing his strength......

...... Pulling his throat, he began to shout: "Help......"

......

......

There's really no way, if you don't want to die and can't live, then you can only call for help.

The sound is rolling. It was passed to Siye, but no one spoke up. The people of the Huangfu clan are almost dead, who will save them?

However, just as he shouted for help, in the high sky, a sudden change occurred, but he saw that above his head, the demon cloud that had gathered and completely obscured all the heavenly light actually surged again, and a sword light swept through, and the demon cloud in the sky was actually cut at this time, and in this gap, there was a man who was not in a hurry, holding two hands behind his back, and slowly walked in.

The man was dressed in white and had white hair, and his big sleeves fluttered like an immortal.

And behind the man, there was someone coming.

A monk who was eight feet tall and dressed in gold walked in and stepped into a void, sitting cross-legged and reciting scriptures.

After the monks, there were others, one after another, and one after another the monks entered the magic cloud and occupied a certain position.

There were a total of eighteen people before and after, all of them were not bad, sitting in the void, and the sound of the ancient scriptures sounded slowly, swinging in the void.

Even in the land of the Imperial Fu Clan, the rolling demonic intent was suppressed by their chanting voices.

The tyrannical thousands of demon spirits actually had a trace of clarity at this time.

And the man in the white robe stepped forward, waved his sleeves and swept away the demon spirits that were vying to bite around Fang Xing's body, and held him in his hand, with a gentle smile on his handsome and unparalleled face, he looked down at him, the wind was clear.

"Ten...... Uncle Eleven, why are you here?"

Fang Xing's eyes widened with great effort, making sure that he was not an illusion, and he stammered for a while.

Bai Qianzhang, the eleventh uncle who had never been seen since the Qingyun Sect had never seen him again, suddenly appeared in front of him at this time.

This scene is too dreamy, and Uncle Eleven is too unlike a mortal in the world, for a while, Fang Xing couldn't distinguish the truth from the false.

"The apprentices have called for help, how can I not come?"

Bai Qianzhang jokingly opened his mouth, and above his arms, there seemed to be infinite divine power, pouring into Fang Xing's body, suppressing his pain.

"Oops, it's a dead man......"

Fang Xing wanted to raise his hand to cover his face, but his arm was so weak that he couldn't cover it.

"Haha......"

Bai Qianzhang laughed loudly, and his voice was extremely happy.

"You ...... You are from Lin San Temple...... Do you want to be an enemy of our Imperial Family?"

In the oblique thorn, a frightened and angry voice shouted, the magic cloud in the air swung again, a figure fell into the clouds in panic, holding a big flag to protect himself, and roared angrily at the golden-bodied monks in the air.

The wine and meat monk is the wine and meat monk who he once met in the Qingyun Sect.

"You bullied me in vain, do you still want to leave?"

Bai Qianzhang looked at Huangfu Jingduan with a smile, smiling, but his eyebrows and eyes were indifferent.

"You're in vain...... When did this little devil have a relationship with Lingshan Temple?"

Huangfu's expression was as if he had swallowed a fly, the green tendons on his neck were exposed, and his voice was hoarse: "And he came to destroy our Huangfu family, what did you say that I bullied him, a piece of nonsense, you Lingshan Temple actually want to help the abuse?"

He was also angry at this time, he was like a madman, just after he escaped from the demon cloud, but he was blocked by this wine and meat monk, and he couldn't escape after several moves, and was forced back into the demon cloud. I was shocked in my heart, and I couldn't help but have a terrible thought, could it be that Lingshan Temple was finally going to break with the Huangfu family head-on?

"Bring this little devil!"

Under the interweaving of all kinds of thoughts, he didn't have time to think about it, so he roared and rushed towards Bai Qianzhang. Reach out and grab Fang Xing.

As a patriarch. Sane. Know what to do at this time!

As soon as he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately snatched Fang Xing as a threat.

The wine and meat monk who blocked his way, his cultivation is profound, he knows that he is not an opponent, so he wants to snatch people from the hands of the white-haired man who can't see his cultivation at this time, as long as he snatches the little devil in his arms, he still has a glimmer of life today......

Thundered!

The Destruction Law Phase was urged to the extreme. The big hand was overwhelming, and the void was swept out of the Dao Dao, and the power was amazing, directly locking the void, as if a giant palm like the sky, viciously grabbing the slender man in white.

The situation is too serious, and his shot is full force.

However, in the face of his palm, the man in white didn't even look at him, but just freed up one hand and pointed at it in the air. It seems to be a light finger, but it is full of Tao and mystery. Obviously, it is impossible to point Huangfu Jingduan, whether it is the distance or the size of the form, but this point is over, and Huangfu Jingduan's head comes over and is being hit.

"Forehead ......"

All the roars of Huangfu Jingduan were blocked back into his throat, and the great law directly stiffened.

In this point, his Dharma appearance shrank rapidly, poured back into his body, and then on the body, there was a Dao crack, just like porcelain, after a long time of condensation, suddenly shattered, and the fragments turned into flying sand, one after another, disappeared into the void, and where the body stayed, there was only a small Huangfu Jingduan, with all his beard and hair, covered with purple light, and his expression was sluggish.

"In the past 3,000 years, Nanzhan's biggest joke is the Huangfu family!"

The white-haired man spoke lightly, and then with a flick of his fingers, even the primordial baby was shattered.

From beginning to end, with only one finger, he overhauled a primordial infant and wiped it out invisibly.

"You...... Are you killing the ancestors of other people?"

Fang Xing originally felt very tired, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but cry out in a low voice.

Bai Qianzhang smiled faintly and looked down at him: "It has nothing to do with me, you killed it!"

"Oh, I'll wipe it, let me carry the black pot for you......"

Fang Xing rolled his eyes: "Uncle Eleventh is not what I said about you, you are really unauthentic in doing this, how can you be worthy of your mastery style, so many years have passed, I treat you as a good person, I still miss you when I am not busy robbing, but as soon as I meet, you give me such a big black pot back, you said that you let me be so embarrassed, except that your hair is white, your heart is black......"

Fang Xing muttered endlessly, and Bai Qianzhang couldn't help but smile bitterly, and pointed down.

"You'd better keep your mouth shut!"

"Forehead ......"

Fang Xing glared and wanted to object, but his eyelids couldn't help but sink, and sleepiness came like a tide.

And Bai Qianzhang hugged him, and slowly floated to the bottom of the black water lake, just below, next to the black prison that Fang Xing had broken, but there was an inconspicuous three-tiered altar, on the first layer of the altar, there were dozens of black beads dripping and slipping, each of which was crystal clear in appearance, but there was a trace of weird black gas surging inside, which did not stop for a moment, it looked wonderful and abnormal, and contained majestic Dao power.

With a wave of Bai Qianzhang's big sleeve, he put these dozens of beads into his sleeve, and then stopped his movements slightly, but two flew out of his sleeve, one was stuffed into Fang Xing's mouth, and one was stuffed into Xiao Xue's mouth, which was wrapped in the golden Buddha light of a monk not far away, and then used his mana to write a line of dragon flying and phoenix dancing on this first layer altar: "This thing was done by Fang Xing!"

After writing, I looked down and felt very satisfied, so I waved my sleeves again.

The first layer of altar was uncovered by him, revealing the lower layer of altar, but it was a shallow layer of liquid, full of precious light.

Bai Qianzhang took out a porcelain bottle, put away this layer of shallow liquid, and there was no trickle left, and wrote another line of words.

"It's still Fang Xing's doing!"

After taking the things in the two layers of the altar in a row, Bai Qianzhang smiled, looked at the third layer of the altar, and whispered leisurely: " The Huangfu family sealed the spirits of thousands of demons in the black water lake, and if the once prosperous great demon clan was suppressed in this lake, for thousands of years, extracting its essence for their own use, one can be used by the monks of the Huangfu clan to perceive the power of the withered netherworld, and cultivate the secret of divine destruction, the second is to use this essence to raise a rare black water lake essence in the world, which can be used by monks to resist thunderstorms, and third, it is the most precious creation spirit liquid in this world to repair the divine soul, and it is difficult to exchange a drop of ten thousand spirit essences...... But the most precious thing is the ...... that has been sealed at the bottom of the lake from the beginning."

With a wave of his sleeve, the second layer of the altar was also revealed, revealing the bottom layer of the altar.

At the bottom, there is only an irregular piece of misty treasure light, only the size of a fist, changing and invisible from time to time, this light appears, the demon clouds in the sky are all rolled up, and those who were originally violent and incomparable, competing to kill, and later were suppressed by the eighteen golden-bodied Arhats in the air, and the thousands of demon spirits who have converged a lot of demonic intent seem to have suddenly recovered a trace of sanity at this time, and the demonic intent is even stronger, and the heavens are all shocked by the demonic intent.

But the eighteen golden-bodied arhats in the air also chanted a little stronger at this time, and once again suppressed the thousands of demon spirits.

Bai Qianzhang didn't look at the group of demon spirits, but just looked at the changing treasure light with solemn eyes, and his voice was low, and little by little it passed into the sleeping Fang Xing Zhihai: "Ten Thousand Spirits Dao Source...... The Huangfu family was able to seal thousands of demon spirits in the Black Water Lake, making them unable to escape, relying on the ancestral ancient ban, but to ensure that this dead demon spirit would not dissipate for three thousand years, relying on this group of Dao sources extracted from the body of ten thousand demons...... Hehe, yin and yang are illusory, the changes are endless, there is no foundation in all things in the world, if there is no growth source that has been born to the extreme, how can there be this black water lake spirit that has been defeated to the extreme?"

Speaking of this, his face suddenly became solemn, and his desolate voice was raised, spreading throughout the void: "Friends of the demon clan, I helped you break the three-thousand-year ban in vain, and repaid the favor, how about repairing the Dao foundation for him with the Dao source of your lifetime?"

"Roaring ......"

In the void, the suppressed demon spirits, even if they lost their senses, seemed to know that they were about to lose their most precious things, and at this moment they roared in unison, and then struggled desperately, as if they wanted to come to prevent the white-haired man from ingesting their most precious things, and that kind of crazy struggle power collapsed in unison, almost making the eighteen arhats unable to suppress it.

And Bai Qianzhang ignored it, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the ball of treasure light flew up and went straight into Fang Xing's body.

At this moment, there was some kind of strange change in Fang Xing's body, and a trace of spiritual intent seemed to rush out of his body.

And Bai Qianzhang's ten fingers flew like flying, and when he clicked on him, there were Dao runes imprinted on the surface of his body, as if they were spider webs, wrapped around Fang Xing's body layer by layer, and sealed this ball of spiritual treasure light in his body.

Then, he smiled softly and waved his sleeve to leave a line of writing on the altar on the third floor.

"Fang Xing's master did it!" (To be continued.) )