After a few hours, the spaceship seemed to be crooked, but Zhang Yiqiao and the others couldn't catch up. [Ran^Text^Library] And at this moment, the spaceship stumbled into a canyon, and immediately three people came down from it, and the other two Zhang Yiqiao didn't look at it at all, staring at Fang Yan stubbornly, and saw him burrowing into the canyon in a daze.

"Look where you kid is going!" Zhang Yiqiao said through gritted teeth, and was about to raise his speed and fly forward, but found that the flying sword was sinking straight down, and the spiritual power in his body was not working smoothly, so he fell down in a hurry.

"What the hell is this place, I can't even lift the spiritual power on my body. The others followed, swearing and swearing.

"It seems to be a place of absolute spirits, hmph, thinking that this will be a good opportunity to get rid of us. What about this kind of place, Lao Tzu has seen a lot, I really think that we are also the soil buns of South Vietnam, which is ridiculous. Catch up, Lao Tzu is going to skin these boys alive. "After all, it was a disciple from a great sect, and he saw the strangeness of this place at a glance, and instead of being frightened, he immediately chased after him.

After a short time, Fang Yan and several people came to the ruins of the royal city again, and on the way, Fang Yan asked the Su family brothers and sisters more than once if they could bring these people into the space inside. Fang Yan is not a good person, and to lead them here is to prepare to catch them all, and he doesn't plan to leave a single living mouth, so that the Su family brothers and sisters can find a way to send them all in.

Fortunately, Su Yanzhao had already refined that jade plaque, and had been here for several months, so he was extremely familiar with this formation, and as long as those people behind him entered the center of the ruins, he could effortlessly bring them all into it. And this step is the key to the success of the dialect's plan, if they see through it, they may be blocked in the ruins, and the dialect is bound to be in a dilemma.

All the way to the high platform, Fang Yan led the two of them straight to the center. And the dialect performance along the way is also very in place, the pace is disordered for a while, and the other time is panicked, and even the expression is pretending to be frightened, which makes Su Yanqing hold back very hard. This man is not just unreal. It's just bad.

The six people followed, and soon climbed the high platform, and suddenly saw that after the three of them walked to the center, they suddenly disappeared, and they were immediately surprised. But soon they found that several of them had inexplicably changed the space and came to a place where they could hardly feel the aura.

"It is. This seems to be an independent space, chasing and killing these boys. We broke into a secret place, maybe our chance has arrived. "One of the monks next to him actually had a sweet dream, really thinking that the dialect people happened to enter this place, and they might have a big harvest if they broke in behind them.

"Nonsense, don't you understand, this dialect is deliberately leading us here, deliberately making such an ugly appearance, and now I don't know what kind of heart he has? Don't be plotted by that kid. Hearing this person's stupid words, Zhang Yiqiao scolded in his heart, how could there be such a stupid guy in the same door.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhang is very right, the kid surnamed Fang is definitely not at ease, I will try to find a way back first, as long as I can find a way out. No matter how cunning this kid is, how can he wait for me. The other said cautiously.

"Yes, that's what the old man said. In this way, the two juniors are responsible for finding a way out, and a few of us will patrol here, and we must not be too far apart. lest you fall into the ambush of the boy. Zhang Yiqiao deserves to be an old bird, and quickly clarified the stakes here, and did not forget to warn his juniors and disciples.

But he didn't know the true means of dialects, and they were scared back after only a few rounds of the last fight, if it weren't for the Humpty Dumpty Monk risking his life to save him, he was afraid that he would be dismembered by the blade at that time. At this moment, Fang Yan was standing on the top of a mountain, closely watching their every move. As soon as the two people who went to explore the path left the team, the dialect here quietly followed with the help of their familiarity with the formation here.

The spiritual power could not be used here, but the two of them still took out the magic weapon in their hands, carefully looked around, and did not notice a pair of eyes not far away, staring at them tightly. When the two of them turned to the back of a small mountain, although the distance from the four people was not too far, but they happened to be blocked by this mountain, and not only could not use mana here, but also some divine consciousness was suppressed, Fang Yan immediately decided to do it.

I saw that he took advantage of his familiarity with the terrain to skillfully avoid the attention of these people, and hid on a cliff in front of the two of them at some point, just waiting for the two to come. When the two of them passed under Fang Yan one after the other, and felt something strange above and were about to raise their heads, Fang Yan suddenly flew down, holding a long blade in his hand and slashing down at the door of a monk's face.

The two of them were immediately shocked, instinctively waved the spiritual weapon in their hands to resist, and their figures flashed to the side, who knew that two black shadows flew out of nowhere beside them, and their bodies were extremely fast, and they were directly aimed at the two of them. The two of them knew that it was not good, and they were about to dodge desperately, but there was no aura here, and they couldn't use mana at all, and the speed of these two black shadows was too fast, and the two of them were immediately knocked to the ground with two "bangs".

These two black shadows are the magic pets of the dialect, and both of them may have armor on their bodies, so that they did not succeed in a single blow, but they were seriously injured and fell to the ground. Once the attack is launched, they will never stop halfway, and follow-up means will follow, and at this moment, the attack of the dialect also followed, and with a "click", a head was simply cut off, and several blood arrows were splashed.

The other person has been so frightened that his soul is not possessed, but he can't escape the two demon pets with a very fast body, and before he can make another move, this person has been torn into several pieces by the black demon, and the scene is extremely bloody. It was difficult to hide the movement from those people, and Fang Yan quickly put away the souls and things on their bodies, and in the blink of an eye, they were far away from this place, leaving only the corpses on the ground.

The two Tsukiji monks barely put up a decent resistance before they were quickly killed by Fang Yan, which is why he had so much to do to bring these people here. This kind of place where spiritual power cannot be used can best give full play to the advantages of him and the demon pet, and the facts have also proved that the judgment of the dialect is completely correct, after all, when the cultivation reaches the foundation, the alchemy technique has been paid less attention to.

When those people heard the sound and hurried to arrive, they saw a familiar scene, but this time it was their fellow brothers who were dismembered. Zhang Yiqiao was furious, and shouted loudly into the air: "What a thief, what kind of ability is it to be sneaky, if you come out to compete with Lao Tzu, you will definitely be torn alive!"

Fang Yan was actually hiding not far away, and when he heard the roar, he sneered secretly, didn't this group of people also focus on those weak families, and the cruelty of the means was better than their own, if they really had a kind, why didn't they go to Xiancheng and the people of the Eight Great Sects to do a game, but hide in the Cockroach Mountain to do that kind of thing.

The remaining four became more cautious, no longer daring to separate and let the dialects break down, and even the desire to find a way out was temporarily extinguished, just to protect themselves. At this point, what is the use of strong mana, in the eyes of a few people, it is not a matter of time before they die, and he is like a very patient hunter, quietly waiting for the opportunity to appear again.

Under the shadow of death, these foundation-building monks, who were accustomed to seeing others tremble, couldn't help but feel uneasy at this moment, and they slowly entered the depths of this place in a hurry. The dialect that had been on guard didn't appear, but they unexpectedly encountered a few strange monsters, which immediately made them cry bitter.

The demon beast dialect here also suffered greatly when they first came, and if they didn't have a considerable alchemy cultivation, it would be very difficult, and the four of them suddenly fell into a bitter battle. Soon the opportunity for dialects appeared, and a monk fought and walked under the persecution of the demon beast, gradually moving away from the other three, and how could dialects miss such an opportunity.

Like a ghostly figure, this monk was now confused by the demon beast in front of him, and it was even more unbearable than the previous two. After Fang Yan killed him casually, he asked the shadow to lure a few demon beasts away, calmly collected a number of items, and quietly left this place, and the other people who were still fighting hard didn't know if they noticed it.

The rest of the people became even more flustered, and it was easy to get rid of these demon beasts that seemed to have no mana, but they stepped into the deeper part of this space in embarrassment. But this provides more opportunities for the dialect, and he is like a seasoned hunter, patiently chasing his prey, waiting for the best time to hunt.

After Fang Yan successfully hunted one person again, one of them knelt on the ground and begged for mercy loudly despite Zhang Yiqiao's loud dissuasion, although he couldn't see where Fang Yan was, but he knew that only Fang Yan could do it to end all this. And the dialect was not moved at all, and still killed this person calmly at his own pace, ignoring the man's bitter pleas at all.

The brothers and sisters of the Su family saw the whole process, even if they thought they knew the dialect very well, they didn't expect that the dialect was so firm, or ruthless, and it was like his ordinary behavior. The dialect that seemed to be kind to him was like a vicious wolf at this time, he couldn't see the slightest mood swing, and hid in the dark and followed Zhang Yiqiao.

And at this moment, Zhang Yiqiao was almost crazy, he was full of confidence before he came, he thought that he was just a monk who had just built a foundation, and he would be in a different place before he even did it. Who knew that he took a few junior disciples, and soon fell into the trap carefully arranged by the dialect, and the five junior disciples were all killed by him like chickens and dogs, and there was not much power to fight back, but he couldn't even cause some damage to the dialect, and he became desperate when he thought of this.

Even if there was only the last person left, Fang Yan still waited aside, watching Zhang Yiqiao frantically fight with the demon beast, lying aside and not making a move. "The Li family will not let you go, you kid will die worse than me. Leaving this sentence, Zhang Yiqiao was torn to pieces by the demon beast. And Fang Yan quietly released the soul card, and the soul that screamed miserably was included in it.

Then he asked the demon pet to lure the demon beast away, skillfully cleaning the battlefield, and a moment later, the Su family brothers and sisters appeared in front of him.

"Fang Yan, I always feel that something is wrong with you, are you okay?" Su Yanqing looked at Fang Yan and asked with some concern.

"It's okay, these people have done such evil things, and they don't deserve to be human at all, so I hunt them all like demon beasts, isn't that right?" Fang Yan said expressionlessly, weren't the countless unjust souls in those mantis mountains harvested by them in this way. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )