Chapter 133: The Cold Moon of Shame

The atmosphere was somewhat quiet, and all the monks present were waiting for Fang Yi to make a decision.

Fang Yi figured out a thing, he took all the spirit crystals by himself, if he wanted to get out of the whole body, it seemed impossible, but if he wanted to hand over all the spirit crystals, it was also absolutely impossible.

Suddenly, Fang Yi glanced at Murong Lianbai, and then looked at the other Spirit Realm cultivators and said, "If you want spirit crystals, it's actually simple, help me kill these two, and I'll give them to you." ”

Fang Yi pointed with his hand and tapped the cold moon and the white-haired demon.

Leng Yue's face instantly turned cold, but the white-haired demon was stunned, he didn't recognize Fang Yi, he didn't know why this person used the spirit crystal to kill him.

The other Desolate Spirit Domain cultivators looked at Fang Yi with gloomy faces, presumably this person had a grudge against Leng Yue and the White-haired Burning Demon, but at this moment, regardless of the overall situation, you even wanted to use the spirit crystal to kill my own people in the Desolate Spirit Domain, what was the reason?

The other Spirit Realm cultivators glanced at Leng Yue and the white-haired Burning Demon one after another, and then looked at Fang Yi with a strange smile.

"The spirit crystal is on me, I only have the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, even if I want to escape, I can't escape, which of you spirit domain kills these two people, I will give you the spirit crystal, otherwise, the spirit crystal can be in my hands, although I don't have time to escape, but I think there are several ways to destroy these spirit crystals in an instant. ”

Fang Yi said leisurely, revealing a clear threat in his words, and then shot his gaze at the white-headed young man.

It doesn't take much, as long as the more than ten remaining Jiedan monks under the white-headed young man at this time join forces, it will be enough to bombard Leng Yue and the white-haired demon.

Those people present were really afraid that Fang Yi would destroy the spirit crystal, Leng Yue and the white-haired demon already felt bad, and the white-haired demon roared angrily: "Lao Tzu has a grudge against you, why do you want to kill Lao Tzu?"

"He's Fang Yi!"

Leng Yue stared at Fang Yi with a cold gaze and said, as if she was answering the white-haired demon. However, as soon as the four words of Leng Yue came out, they made waves among the monks of the Desolate Spirit Domain.

Except for Murong Lianbai's white eyes that looked at Fang Yi with some light, the other Desolate Spirit Domain cultivators stared at Fang Yi in some surprise.

"Yes, I am Fang Yi, my immortal and demon initiate!"

Because there is a cold moon here. Fang Yi knew that he couldn't hide his true identity today, but he didn't care, so he said it himself.

Then he skillfully patted his hand on his chest, and then turned around on the spot, which faded away and revealed a handsome face.

Except for the monks of the Desolate Spirit Domain, the monks of the other domains were shocked at this moment, they never expected that under the face of the fierce general of the battlefield just now. There is such a good skin.

What they didn't expect was that Fang Yi was actually a fellow immortal and demon cultivator, immortals are not important, demons, this is a huge temptation for any immortal cultivator in the spirit world, including his entire spirit world's master Wen Xianmen.

At this moment, the eyes of the white-headed young man and the other Spirit Realm cultivators looked at Fang Yi. There was a bloodthirsty glow that they couldn't hold back. They urgently needed to kill Fang Yi and exchange it for a chance to exchange the Divine Spirit Domain's Divine Spirit Pool.

"Hehe, don't you want spirit crystals?"

As soon as Fang Yi waved his hand, a storage bottle was pinched in his hand, as if the next moment, Fang Yi wanted to directly destroy this storage bottle.

This scene. Instantly pulled those monks back to reality, they don't want to get the winter melon and lose the watermelon, the demon cultivator is not in a hurry, wait until he gets the spirit crystal in his hands first.

Immediately, except for the monks of the Desolate Spirit Domain. The eyes of those monks converged on Leng Yue and the white-haired Burning Demon.

Fang Yi took Yi Hua Yunyun and Dongfang Xiaotian back some distance, and the other monks of the Desolate Spirit Domain also stayed away from Leng Yue and the White-haired Burning Demon under the leadership of Murong Lianbai.

In the face of several other domain cultivators joining forces to attack Leng Yue and the White-haired Burning Demon, Murong Lianbai knew that even if he took the entire Desolate Spirit Domain cultivators, it was estimated that he would not be able to save the two.

Besides, Murong Lianbai didn't want to save these two people at all at this moment, everything was because of Fang Yi, it was his boss who wanted to borrow a knife to kill people, and in his heart that Fang Yi worshipped, he voluntarily wanted to obey his boss's will.

"Damn that!"

The white-haired demon scolded angrily, turned around and wanted to escape, but who knew that someone had already targeted him, and he was stopped and fought together by several people in an instant.

As soon as he moved, the white-headed young man and the more than a dozen Jiedan monks under him also rushed up, pressing directly on the cold moon.

The white-haired Burning Demon was alone, but Leng Yue was not, and he still had two Jiedan monks by his side in the Lingyue Sect.

"Young Sect Master, let's go!"

The two monks were also loyal, and hurriedly protected Leng Yue's body, hoping that Leng Yue would escape.

And Leng Yue didn't hesitate, he turned around and wanted to run away, but Fang Yi suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Hehe, is it the first person to build the foundation of the Desolate Spirit Domain? Come on, come on, I'll try it in the middle of building the foundation!"

As he spoke, Fang Yi had already formed a mantra seal with his hands, and he even recited in his mouth: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing in the first place, where can it cause dust!"

The four golden rays of light were like four golden dragons, based on the cultivation power of the middle stage of Fang Yi's Nine Cave Foundation Building, and instantly rushed out of his mouth and went straight to the cold moon.

This Toutuo mantra is a mid-grade spell at the ground level, and this level of spell is impossible for ordinary foundation building monks or even Jiedan monks to have.

But Leng Yue, as the first person in the foundation of the Desolate Spirit Domain, is he an ordinary person?

Apparently not.

He Leng Yue, now in the late stage of foundation building, is the foundation of the eight caves, and the spells and magic weapons in his hands are even more advanced, and he also has the ground-level spells.

Seeing the four golden rays coming, Leng Yue, who was dressed in white, instantly turned his right hand into a claw, grabbed it downward, and a glowing crystal ball the size of a basketball appeared in his right hand, and then violently sent it forward, and the four golden lights hit the crystal ball one after another.

The first three golden rays of light sank into the sea like stones, and disappeared silently.

But when the fourth golden light struck, the crystal ball broke, and the golden light directly hit Leng Yue's chest.

"Bell!"

Like the sound of gold and iron colliding, Leng Yue only took a few steps back before steady.

"You have a high-level defensive magic weapon on your body?"

Fang Yijiao's mouth hooked up a slight arc, and the attack in his hand did not stop at all, the sword finger was formed, and the white light of the Liuyun finger shot towards the cold moon one after another.

With a wave of his hand, Leng Yue took out a piece of black cloth and made it bigger and blocked it in front of him, the appearance of this black cloth was very similar to Fang Yi's original black cloth, and the white light of Liuyun's finger fell on it, leaving not even a trace on it.

Feeling that Fang Yi's Liuyun Finger was not very strong, Leng Yue sneered in her heart, pinched a gap and took out a small golden flying sword, and was ready to withdraw the black cloth to fight back at Fang Yi.

However, when the next white light hit, it suddenly burst out with a bang, and the power was several times stronger than that Liuyun Finger, Leng Yue didn't dare to be careless, pressed a mouthful of blood that was about to spurt out, and hurriedly blocked the black cloth in front of him.

"Haha, just like you, you are also worthy of the title of the first person to build the foundation of the Desolate Spirit Domain?

Fang Yi laughed while constantly casting his Flowing Cloud Finger, occasionally mixed with a spirit stone bomb, blowing back Leng Yue, who was just about to fight back, so that he could only rely on the black cloth to defend himself, and he didn't dare to show his head to fight back.

For a while, Leng Yue was passive.

Leng Yue, who was holding the golden flying sword in his hand, listened to Fang Yi's mocking words, his cheeks flushed with shame, he had never been so embarrassed as today. (To be continued.) )