Fang Yan cautiously came to a mountain peak on the island, and there was a 'messy' rock pile on the top of the mountain, which made it easier for Dialect to hide in the meantime - found a place with sparse trees, and Fang Yan crouched in a slightly higher 'messy' stone bush, looking around at the movement of the island.

The five men did not know where they were, and there was no movement on the island. The night slowly dissipated, and the looming gray fog was nowhere to be seen in the island, and the morning in the secret place without sunlight was just as refreshing and pleasant, but there was less noise from the outside world.

Just thinking like this, suddenly a few black dots flew rapidly in the distance, and Fang Yan hurriedly urged the stealth cloak with a cat's waist, and did not dare to move in the 'chaotic' stone. Sure enough, there were other people in this place, and I don't know what was inside, which made these people so interested that they even put aside the search for spiritual 'medicine'.

Anyway, he just wanted to follow them back to the exit, or if there were more people, he just took advantage of the 'chaos' to follow him, and Fang Yan didn't have any dissatisfaction in his heart, but he was careful to hide himself and not let them find out.

A few monks flew all the way to a gentle slope on the island under the noses of the dialect, and then swaggered up. One of them flew up again, circled over the island, and then landed again to join several people, looking unscrupulous, not at all 'touching' 'touching' like the dialect.

Then the men chattered something and sped away towards a mountain peak on the island, not caring about being discovered. In the next half hour, groups of monks continued to fly, and on this remote island, there were dozens of monks in dialect alone, and I don't know how many people will come later.

It seems that there is an unusual secret hidden here, but now it seems that it is no longer a secret, and the monks of 'wave' and 'wave' visit frequently like a market, and I don't know what the reason is. Moreover, looking at the clothes worn by these monks who came here, most of them were the clothes of the disciples of their respective sects, and the only ones who dared to wear them in the secret realm like this were the disciples of the 'sects' of the major sects, or the monks sent by some big forces, anyway, it was not the disciples of the 'sects' of the small sects like Fang Yan who dared to do it.

After entering the secret realm, Fang Yan changed into a casual cultivation costume early, and he didn't dare to 'revea' his own sect 'door' at all. Watching these people fly towards a mountain peak non-stop, Fang Yan couldn't help but be curious, and he also wanted to see what was so attractive.

The competition between the disciples of the 'gate' of the great sect is by no means something that ordinary people dare to intervene in, Fang Yan hesitated again and again, but he couldn't help but quietly follow, but he didn't dare to follow into the mountain, but found a place to observe secretly on the top of a nearby mountain. The mountain peak was deep and densely wooded, and there was nothing to be seen from the dialect, and dozens of monks entered, and there was still no sound inside.

For some reason, Fang Yan is the same as those disciples of the 'Gate' of the small sect, and he is not used to the disciples who are known as the 'Gate' of the Big Sect, maybe they look down on a monk like themselves, or it may be that Xiao Feng's past experience has made him bury some hatred, and the Fang Yan hiding here always hopes that something will happen between them, and it is better to fight, full of thoughts of schadenfreude.

Who knew that after only a while, the idea of the dialect came true, and the violent fighting sound that really came from the mountain peak startled him, and he hurriedly watched intently. The sound came from the position on the mountainside, followed by a huge roar, and then I saw more than a dozen people fleeing from the inside in a panic, and shouting and screaming also came for a while.

"Is this called wishing come true? How can it not work when you think about good things?" Fang Yan couldn't cry or laugh, but the 'chaos' and 'chaos' in front of him made Fang Yan have a lot of thoughts, not only wanting to 'touch' the fish in troubled waters, but also worrying that stealing the 'chicken' would not succeed.

"Don't run, you guys are entangled in that one, and we'll work together to kill this one, otherwise no one will be pleased." Don't 'mess around' and come back quickly. At this moment there was a loud shouting from the mountain, and the shouts and fights were endless.

"It's all rats, don't even think about going in if you flee now, Lao Tzu will stay at the entrance, see one and kill the other. If you can't think of anything, let others help him open the way, don't think about it!"

"Come back quickly, there are so many of us, I'm afraid of what those two beasts will do!"

I don't know what kind of demon beasts they are talking about, but I am afraid that the strength is extraordinary, these people who fled in a hurry did not listen to what they said, and ran for their lives one by one, and fled to the outside of the island with a light of escape. There are also a few people who want to pick up cheap, and after they get out of the mountain, they hide nearby, and they really have the idea of not doing anything but thinking of benefits, and there are such stealing and slippery people everywhere.

It's just one of the five people that Fang Yan saw last night, a disciple of Qingxuan's 'Gate', who may have been the first monk to enter the island, but he also escaped, and last night he seemed to be arrogant about letting others eat his leftovers.

For the disciples of the great sect's 'gate', Fang Yan has always been a little disgusted, originally with his 'nature' reluctant to take the initiative to attack others, but since entering the secret realm, the two shots were active sneak attacks, and this time it was done more quickly and secretly, the demon vine was tied up and killed with a few punches, and even the magic weapon and the black evil were not used, this Qingxuan 'door' disciple who can be called 'Jing' Ying, didn't even see Fang Yan's face clearly, and he died.

This is the miraculous effect of alchemy in melee combat, as long as you let the dialect into your side without the slightest preparation, it must be a dead end. And this Qingxuan 'Gate' disciple's attention was all on the battle over there, and he didn't notice that there were others around him at all, and when he reacted and wanted to take out the magic weapon to resist, a series of old fists smashed on his body, and he was beaten to the point that all the bones and meridians of his body were broken and died.

If it is facing each other, the dialect will not be sure at all, and it will even be avoided from a distance, the strength of these great sect 'sect' disciples, the dialect can be seen clearly last night, but within one zhang, he can't help it.

Life and death in the secret realm are unpredictable, this moment seems to be peaceful, who knows if they will turn against each other in the next moment, and with the behavior of these great sect 'sect' disciples, how can they put such a casual cultivator like the dialect in their eyes, and they may be sent away casually. So this time he didn't hesitate too much and killed it cleanly.

The surrounding monks either fled for their lives, or desperately resisted the attack of the two demon beasts, no one noticed the movement on the top of the nearby mountain, Fang Yan quickly searched out the items on this person's body, and threw them into the blue bead space without looking, and then burrowed into the nearby woods, preparing to find another place to hide.

Suddenly, a huge Jiao-shaped demon beast suddenly rushed up from the mountain, let out a long roar and rushed into the lake, seeing the demon beast's ink-like scale armor and dozens of zhang long body, Fang Yan was suddenly frightened. Mo Jiao, these people are too bold, they even dare to fight the idea of this kind of demon beast, and they are two at a time, no wonder those people fled one after another.

Jiao demon beasts have always been the strongest among the demon beasts, it is said that they have the blood of the true dragon flowing in their bodies, and among the demon beasts whose strength is based on bloodline, this kind of demon beast is equivalent to the human Heavenly Spirit Root Monk, and even stronger than this. Generally speaking, among the demon beasts of the same level, Jiao has to be looked up to a level, and although the one in front of him is only a second-level demon beast, it is equivalent to the strength of a third-level demon beast.

In the past, dialects also used rogue means to kill Jiao monsters such as the River Crossing Li Beast, but those are just Jiao with thin blood, far from being compared with the Mo Jiao in front of him, just look at a few obvious Jiao characteristics on his head, you can conclude that this is a real evil Jiao, if you see it as an ordinary Jiao demon beast, it will definitely suffer a big loss.

These people have a lot of knowledge and will not make such low-level mistakes, but they want to kill these two ink Jiao, and they don't know where their confidence is, or they are carried away by the treasures inside. However, the strength of these people is indeed good, and even the two second-level ink Jiao dare to deal with it head-on, which makes Fang Yan can't help but admire.

Hearing the roar of his companion, the other Mojiao also jumped out and followed him, and then ran into the lake. These two second-level demon Jiao have a high level of intelligence, and they are not blindly fighting to the death like other demon beasts, but they know that they have escaped into the lake, and with the help of the lake water here, they are suppressing many monks, because they are actually twin demon beasts on the waterway, while the human race does not have this advantage.

There was a sound of scolding and scolding immediately from the mountain peak, and a group of angry monks chased them to the water's edge, but they no longer dared to chase and kill them. Besides, these people came to fetch treasures, and when they saw them enter the water, they immediately turned around and left, and went into the mountains to find the so-called treasures.

Seeing that these people were not fighting with them in the water, the two ink Jiao looked a little anxious, and suddenly followed them and attacked, as if there was some great treasure in them. However, these two ink Jiao are also cunning and abnormal, it may be that they did not take much advantage in the mountains before, at this time they did not go ashore, but used demon magic to set off a monstrous giant 'wave', and instantly danced to 'make' the lake water dozens of zhang high, and rushed towards the island one after another, and in a blink of an eye, most of the island was flooded by the lake.

That's not all, at this time, behind them, a large number of demon beasts poured in from nowhere, most of them were not of high level, but the number was very amazing, and the entire island was almost surrounded by it. In the past, I had heard the king of Jiao in the demon beasts, but this time I saw it with my own eyes, and I don't know what kind of means they used, those demon beasts began to desperately make the wind and make 'waves', and the higher and higher 'tide' water rushed to the island.

The island, which was tens of miles in size, was soon flooded to the size of only a few miles, but the water 'waves' continued to surge up. Some of the monks who had been running around before were a little slower, and they were unlucky enough to be caught up in the huge 'waves' and became uncertain of life and death.

The rest of the monks had no choice but to turn around and fight around these two ink dragons, these demon beasts were obviously recruited by them, if they couldn't kill them, there would be endless demon beasts surrounding them, and it was only a matter of time before this island was completely submerged.

However, the demon beasts are menacing, and the monks present are also very good, before they were fighting in the dense forests in the mountains, and the dialect could not be seen, but now they can see it very clearly. The dialect that had just hid under a mountain cliff was 'forced' back to the top of the mountain by the lake and the demon beasts in the water, and could only rely on the effect of the invisibility cloak to barely avoid being besieged by a large number of demon beasts.