Teleportation Array!

This is actually the teleportation array developed by the Terrans in the last years of the Middle Ages contained in the "Great Chronicles of the Terrans"!

As far as Fang Yang knew, this teleportation array was extremely rare, and he never thought that the corpse slave would actually know about one. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hmph! The old dog of the Xiao family came to chase and kill me personally, and Lin Laozu will also come when he breaks the corpse slave. Now, I don't have the strength to fight them, so I'll stay away for the time being. Fang Yang made up his mind in an instant.

"Hmph! The Xiao family's ancestor has exhausted all the tricks, probably can't imagine that I would actually leave with the teleportation array, right?" With a sneer, the phantom technique unfolded.

Although he was seriously injured, when he subdued the corpse slave, he swallowed the elixir to heal his wounds, and he had recovered a little, and it did not hinder his actions. But he didn't notice that the moment the corpse slave left, his palm seemed to scratch at random.

"Huh?" Old Ancestor Lin, who was dressed in corpse energy, suddenly got up, and a bronze ring appeared in his hand, shocked.

This is the corpse refining ring, even if the corpse slave is far away, he can use it to perceive. But now, the corpse slave seems to have disappeared abruptly, and the world has evaporated!

"How can this be?" Lin Old Ancestor's face was ugly.

Not to mention that this corpse slave was a heavy weapon that he relied on so much, and the consequences of being discovered by the rest of the monks were not something he could bear. With a cold snort, Lin Laozu's corpse qi converged, and in a flash, he disappeared in the cave.

Soon, Lin Laozu rushed to Fangkong Mountain, and when he swept away, he unfolded the retrospective mirror technique. Here, because he had hit the foundation building, although it was a failure, he was also a step stronger than the tenth-layer masters of qi refining, and it could almost be called a half-step foundation building. Therefore, the retrospective mirror technique is unfolded and more complete!

However, in the spiritual mirror, there was nothing, neither Fang Yang nor corpse slaves.

"Huh?" Lin Lao Zu frowned, and he did it over and over again, but it was all the same as before. In this process, the Void Sword roared, and Xiao Lao Zu arrived.

"Old Ancestor Lin, what about that kid?" said Old Ancestor Xiao with a smile.

"Lin Mou rushed to Fangkong Mountain after receiving your message, but why did he never see that kid, if Xiao Laozu was not playing with Lin, could he give a reasonable explanation?" Lin Laozu snorted coldly.

"Huh?" Xiao Lao Zu smiled slightly, and he used the backtracking mirror technique in some disbelief, but he didn't find anything. Several times in a row, it was like that.

"Could it be that kid actually changed his route halfway? Impossible, I can't be wrong to track all the way, but ......" Xiao Laozu changed his face and changed color, his sleeves waved, and he disappeared in an instant.

As for the Spirit Summoning Pill, since Lin Laozu didn't capture the lower yang, he naturally didn't have to pay it. And Lin Laozu didn't care about this, but because of the matter of the corpse slave, he was a little surprised.

After searching around for a long time, Lin Laozu left unwillingly.

Fang Yang fled frantically.

The ancestor of the Xiao family is coming, and the teleportation array is his only life.

Life and death are about to be revealed!

During the escape, Fang Yang's face turned pale. In the battle with the corpse slave, he was seriously injured, if it weren't for the spirit gathering demon cup from the corpse slave to forcibly plunder the essence of the qi, condensed the spiritual liquid, and continuously absorbed the spiritual energy, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Now, he is only a thin line away from running out of oil and running out. But even so, he didn't let the corpse slave go. After all, the speed of the corpse slave is inferior, and it is even more unbearable to carry a heavy load. Fang Jin, the foundation is coming, and victory or defeat is only a moment.

He can't afford to lose!

Finally, a small valley came into view.

The aura of this valley is almost none, and the valley is full of rocks. Under a huge boulder, Fang Yang found a crypt. When you step into the crypt, a white jade array platform with a light blue aura will come into view. Suddenly, it was slightly relieved.

This array is the teleportation array, and the spiritual light is circulating, proving that it is not damaged and can be activated.

Although the teleportation array is rare, because of the corpse slave, Fang Yang is not a stranger, so he disappeared into the formation platform in a flash, his breath bloomed, and the formation platform was induced, and there was endless blue light to drown it.

In the light sound, the formation was activated.

At this moment, Fang Yang only felt that his five senses were lost.

I don't know how long it took, the light disappeared, the five senses returned to their places, Fang Yang's eyes lit up, and he found that he had appeared in an empty cave. Fang Yang's mind moved, and a golden spirit sword appeared, and with his backhand sword, the white jade array platform was destroyed, and the runes engraved on it were all shattered. The entire teleportation array, the light dimmed, completely lost its effect.

At this point, Fang Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

The teleportation array was destroyed, the enemy could not be tracked, and he was safe for the time being. With this thought, a sense of weakness grew wildly, but it was because he was seriously injured and couldn't withstand the spiritual pressure of the teleportation array.

Before he could give a guard order to the corpse slave, Fang Yang fainted. The Gathering Spirit Demon Lamp slowly swallowed the spiritual energy and washed its main body. If so, Fang Yang's physical body was gradually improving. After being in a coma for nearly a day and a night, Fang Yang finally woke up.

When he woke up, Fang Yang immediately gasped.

Everywhere in the body, there was a terrible pain.

For a while, Fang Yang was also shocked into a cold sweat. If it weren't for him being a body refining cultivator and having a spirit gathering demon lamp, even if he was a great master of cultivating the eighth layer of qi refining like Xiao Laosan, he was afraid that he would have to fall several times in this escape.

Now that he has finally escaped, this freedom has not come easily.

Fang Yang sighed, his eyes were resolute, he was calm, and he began to run the "Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox Gong", and began to consciously sort out the meridians in the body and repair all kinds of dark injuries.

This time, the injury is indeed extremely serious. Even if there is a spirit gathering demon lamp, and the refining body is successful, it will take six days to recover.

"The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for the birds to fly. Fang Yang's eyes flashed: "Cultivating the Immortal Realm, I'm here!"

In a whisper, Fang Yang strode towards the outside of the cave. In the corpse slave primordial god, he didn't get much news. For example, there is no way to know where the teleportation array at this end is. However, Fang Yang had no apprehension in his heart, although he didn't know how far this teleportation array would teleport him, but with the knowledge of the teleportation array that he had learned from various channels, Fang Yang concluded that he had not been teleported far, and that he should still be in the realm of a thousand mountains under the jurisdiction of the Fog Spirit Gate.

With his current refining attainments, he is enough to gain a foothold in many mountain realms. Now the priority is to find out which mountain this place is.

With many thoughts flashing, Fang Yang came to the outside of the cave.

This cave is in a barren mountain where the aura is extremely thin. In these realms, the monks are almost extinct. But before Fang Yang walked out of the valley, his heart moved.

Outside the valley, there was a faint sound of fighting, which seemed to be very intense.

Immediately, Fang Yang flickered, and the phantom technique unfolded, and he arrived at the mouth of the valley in an instant, hiding in the terrain not far from the battlefield.

"This is ......" As soon as he looked at the battlefield, Fang Yang was stunned.

In the battlefield, twelve monks in the middle stage of Qi refining were fighting to the death, nine against three, which was a great advantage, and they could almost be absolutely crushed. But what is unbelievable is that the three Qi refining masters, who should have been weak, have the absolute upper hand, overwhelming the nine masters of the same level.

Each person can be one against three.

Such a master is rare in the Qi Refining Realm.

What moved Fang Yang was not only that.

What he was more concerned about was the strange appearance of these three Qi refining masters—a black robe and a ghost mask, all of them had a cold and cold aura.

The gestures are even more terrifying, the spiritual power fluctuations actually reveal a strange power that shocks the soul, whether it is to control the spiritual weapon or stimulate the spiritual technique, it is actually vaguely comparable to Xiao Xiao, Xiao Laosan and other masters in the late stage of qi refining.

It's not easy!

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"Three fellow Daoists, who are you? We have no grudges with your forces in the past, and we have no enmity in the near future, why are we struggling with each other?" In the Nine Great Qi Refining and Dispersion Cultivation, a white-bearded old man had a weak tone, as if he wanted to seek peace.

The three black-robed monks were smiling strangely, only turning a deaf ear, and their attacks became more and more fierce.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

In the fierce battle, the three black-robed monks were unscathed, but the nine great qi refining and dispersion cultivators were constantly injured, and one of them was even pierced through his chest by a spiritual weapon, and he couldn't see it.

One eliminates the other's strengths, and the battle situation is completely one-sided.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

None of the nine Qi refining masters were spared, and all of them were poisoned.

"Hehe......" The three black-robed monks sneered, shook their hands casually, and from the sleeve robes, one after another black spirit runes floated out, burning in mid-air, scattering into many black runes, and submerged into the corpses.

An astonishing scene appeared.

The nine corpses of "Buzz ......" instantly withered and shattered, and each floated out a black spirit crystal the size of a pigeon's egg. With a wave of their hands, the three black-robed monks put away the spirit crystals and the Fallen Monk's storage bags and floated away.

Fang Yang's figure flickered, and when he arrived at the battlefield, he saw that this place was already empty except for some obvious traces of battle. After a little hesitation, Fang Yang unfolded the phantom technique and chased it down.

In the pursuit, Fang Yang was even more frightened.

These three black-robed monks are obviously only in the middle stage of qi refining, but between movements, not to mention the speed, they can all resist the wind for a short time.

Resist the wind, this is the patent of a late-stage Qi refining cultivator!

The three black-robed monks were even more mysterious in Fang Yang's eyes.

When he was in Xiaoyun Mountain, because of his deliberate escape, every grass and tree was counted by him. This kind of calculation is showing its effect at this moment. After chasing him for forty or fifty miles in a row, the three black-robed monks were unaware of his existence.

Fang Yang locked his eyebrows.

He found that the three black-robed monks had no purpose, but were wandering, as if they were sweeping. Faintly, he had a conjecture in his heart. This conjecture was soon confirmed.

The three black-robed monks encountered a wave of scattered cultivation and wiped out them when they raised their hands. At the same time, another black-robed monk appeared.

These black-robed monks are not three, but many!

Their task is to purge and eliminate all loose cultivation in their sight. However, after figuring out this, Fang Yang was even more puzzled.

You must know that even if the major families of the Thousand Mountains Realm have the permission of the Fog Spirit Gate and can be in charge of cultivating the land in a realm, they will never have the privilege of arbitrarily sweeping away scattered cultivation on a large scale!

Here, it should be in the territory of the Thousand Mountains under the jurisdiction of the Fog Spirit Gate, but why......

Who are they?

Here, where is it?

Fang Yang's heart was full of suspicions.