The bald man's stele was quite mysterious, and he was able to ignore the forbidden sky here! And no matter how Fang Wenyuan dodged, the shadow of the stele always shrouded him and hung above his head!

Seeing that he was about to be pressed down, Fang Wenyuan's eyes flashed, and he actually flew up to meet him, sticking one palm under the stone tablet, and then turned around and stood upside down on the stone tablet. A dodge wandered to the edge of the stele.

With lightning speed, he rushed to the top of the stone monument and appeared strangely in front of the bald man. With a rub of his hands, a thunderbolt flew out. The whole process was smooth and completed in an instant.

The bald man looked frightened, as if he didn't expect Fang Wenyuan to be able to break away from the lock of his stone tablet and actually appear in front of him in such a way. When the thunder struck, the bald man felt the terrifying aura above, his heart jumped, and he immediately abandoned the monument and flew back.

With a bang, the stele slammed into the ground, filling the air with smoke and dust, and the bald man flew back in horror, trying to avoid the thunder and lightning.

It's a pity that Fang Wenyuan didn't give him a chance, the thunder light in his hand was even stronger, and he waved forward. Even behind him, the short-haired man who wanted to sneak attack him was taken aback, and hurriedly restrained his figure, not daring to step forward.

After a terrible roar, a charred man fell to the ground, and after a few struggles, there was no more sound.

Fang Wenyuan stood on top of the stone tablet, looking back, the cold light in his eyes loomed!

The short-haired man trembled, didn't dare to look at him, and flew away without hesitation, but it was a pity that this place was empty, even if he could barely fly, he could only fall together, how could such a speed be fast?

Fang Wenyuan lowered his head and groaned, he didn't seem to have any intention of chasing for a while, and looked at the stele: "This stele is very mysterious, and if you accept it, it will be a big help!"

Looking up at the direction of the short-haired young man's escape, he took the stele. Fang Wenyuan chased after him like a gale.

"It's been delayed for four days in a row, and I don't know if anyone has been inherited!"

"What else do you want?" The short-haired young man said with a frightened expression after seeing Fang Wenyuan chasing after him.

"I want to know something!" Fang Wenyuan said coldly. As he spoke, he had surpassed the short-haired youth and stood in front of the short-haired youth.

"As long as you don't kill me, I can tell you anything!"

"Okay!" Fang Wenyuan said lightly, revealing a faint smile, and the whole person looked no threat.

The short-haired young man secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and just wanted to speak. He felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and then he saw a white palm on his heavenly spirit, and heard a cold voice: "Soul searching!"

With a plop, the short-haired young man lay down foaming at the mouth. Fang Wenyuan waved his hand, his eyes flickered, and said: "The Heavenly Bridge must gather the eyes of a thousand demon rats, and the pressure on the bridge is amazing, and the slightest carelessness will seriously injure you!" So far, it seems that only the cold heart of the Blood Demon Sect, Lu Han of the Yunsha Sect, and Shi Wan'er of the Lanyue Pavilion have the most momentum!"

"These three men have occupied three bridges, so now only the one on the east side can be climbed! I am not afraid of them, but it is best not to cause trouble!"

"The demon rats in this place seem to have gathered in the mountain range where they met Han Feng before. That's it!"

Half a day later, Fang Wenyuan came to the mountain range before, standing on top of a big tree, and watched a group of monks below hunting demon rats.

For some reason, these demon rats only stay in the mountain range, and will not go out of the mountain for half a step. Fang Wenyuan looked at it for a while, and found that those demon rats were still the same as the ones he had encountered before, with strange speeds, amazing power of rat claws, and they could also drill into the soil.

Most of the monks who came to hunt the demon rats stood on the edge, not daring to go deeper, for fear of being besieged by the rats. This mountain range is extremely long, and there are no less than a million demon rats as big as cattle in it, if they are really besieged by it, they are afraid that there will be no bones left.

Flying down, Fang Wenyuan rushed directly over, and a wind blade flew out, blowing up a puff of flying dust. Poof! A demon rat that had just emerged lost its life in an instant!

When I just wanted to take off the rat's eyes, I found that the demon rat's eyes had dried up, and my left eye was a warm flow!

"I don't know if the shriveled rats are useful, so let's keep them and try them first!"

"It's too slow to kill one by one like this! Now that I have a thunder protection, I can retreat with my whole body when I enter the deep mountains!" Fang Wenyuan's eyes flickered, and he went straight to the depths of the mountain range.

"Why is that kid a little faceless? Why haven't you seen it before?"

"If you enter the mountain so recklessly, you will definitely die without a whole body!"

"Hmph!

"There was also a kid like him before! After holding on for a long time, he was silent! Except for the cold heart and cold son of the Blood Demon Sect and the Lu Han Lu son of the Yunsha Sect, I haven't seen anyone succeed!"

"I bet this kid can only last an hour!"

"I'm going to take a gamble too"

"Count me in"

Some of the monks who were hunting demon rats here watched Fang Wenyuan go straight to the mountains, and they didn't talk about it!

In this regard, Fang Wenyuan just smiled, these monks are just some casual cultivators with low cultivation, they don't have any cultivation resources, they are always looking forward to being able to ascend to the sky in one step, and they will not let go of such a inheritance. But his cultivation is too low, and he has no competitiveness, so he can only be willing to sink. Fang Wenyuan will not have the same knowledge as them.

After entering the mountain, there were more demon rats around, Fang Wenyuan just put some wind blades at first, and then added the winding technique, due to the large number of demon rats, he killed a lot for a while.

Over time. An hour later, there were no less than a hundred demon rats around Fang Wenyuan, one by one, their eyes showed cold light, and they were not afraid of death rushing towards him, Fang Wenyuan turned on the spot, his arm was one, and he spun wildly from the injury ring, and the silver thread burst out.

Immediately, blood splattered, staining Fang Wenyuan's clothes red. Fang Wen, who was covered in blood, was like frost in the distance, and his eyes were cold, like an ancient killing god.

I don't know when Fang Wenyuan no longer has a pure heart. It seems that after the poisonous lady gave him purple pupils, he began to kill, first the resentful soul, then the three of Mei Youcai, and then the four people led by the triangular-eyed monk and the middle-aged man.

What the poisonous lady passed on to him is not only a demon pupil, but also the resentment of the resentful soul, as well as the demonic nature in her heart! Only by being free can she be at ease, and killing is for the sake of living! For her own pursuit.

Fang Wenyuan has a grudge in his heart, a grudge against his parents, not a grudge, just a grudge. blame them for abandoning themselves. He also has jealousy in his heart, jealous of the injustice of heaven, which makes his qualifications too poor.

And what he is doing now is just for a inheritance, a inheritance that has been sent to the door. It's also to be able to have better qualifications, to cultivate, and to seek immortality!

"Kill!!" Fang Wenyuan shouted. Then the thunder in his hand exploded, and for some reason a wave of anger gradually rose in his heart.

The more demon rats gathered around, Fang Wenyuan's eyes were red. With a pinch of the hand, he suddenly palmed his hand to the sky, and his spiritual power overflowed. The electric snake writhed around him, and the wind and clouds surged in the sky, suddenly condensing into a small thundercloud. If you look closely, it is quite similar to the thunderclouds when the blue-robed man and Yao Huai were fighting in the Qingfeng Mountain Range, but it is only a few percent smaller.

Pointing forward, there was a boom, and a thunderbolt pointed directly at a demon rat in front of him, and there was a sizzling sound. The unlucky demon rat instantly became like a charcoal, lying motionless on the ground!

However, the demon rats around them were not frightened at all, as if they did not have the feeling of 'fear'. The attack was still fierce, but Fang Wenyuan was protected by a thunder snake, and he could even control the thunderclouds in the sky to rain down lightning. Invincible for a while, in less than a moment, the corpses of demon rats around them were piled up.

"Huh~Huh~Huh~" Fang Wenyuan gasped, his chest rose and fell, and he was a little exhausted. But his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the purple glow in his left eye became even more demonic.

"Come on, come on" seemed to hear a voice calling in Fang Wenyuan's mind, and he always felt very kind.

Fang Wenyuan looked up at the purple sun in the sky, and he could feel that this call from his heart was coming from the purple sun

"Look! Why is that cloud drifting so low?"

"yes! There was even thunder and lightning slashing the earth!"

"It's the direction that the young man entered the mountain half a day ago! Could it be that he caused it?"

"How is it possible!Thunder Linggen is extremely rare, even if it appears, it is difficult to find a suitable exercise, not to mention that thundercloud is obviously beyond the scope of the spell, it is already considered a magical power!"

"I have a Xuanguang Mirror here, as long as there are enough spirit stones to activate, I can see what is going on over there!"

"Then take it out quickly! I have the spirit stone here, I want to see what happened over there!"

"Okay!" an old man took out a bronze mirror, then stuffed a few spirit stones, and aimed them in the direction of the thundercloud.

Upon boarding, a projection appeared in mid-air. I saw that inside, Fang Wenyuan was like a thunder god, constantly summoning thunder and lightning in the sky, and the demon rats around him were killed and injured countless times.

The evil aura was pervasive, and some of the monks in front of the Xuanguang Mirror suddenly shuddered, and the fear in their eyes shone brightly!

"What kind of case is this, the proud son of the Qi cultivation period, why have you never heard of it before?"

"Looking at the power of his cultivation and spells, he almost caught up with the cold heart of the Holy Son of the Blood Demon Sect's Qi Refining Period."

Sometimes it's fast, sometimes it's slow.

If it weren't for the mountains of demon rat corpses around him, Fang Wenyuan felt that only half an hour had passed!

In this battle, his body has improved a lot. The comprehension of the art of thunder has risen a lot. The use of unbroken injuries has also become more and more proficient.

The purple light in the left eye was still shining, but it did not absorb the demon eyes of the surrounding demon rats. Fang Wenyuan also succeeded in collecting more than 3,000 demon eyes.

A few thunderbolts slashed, and the obstacles in front of Fang Wenyuan were completely removed, and he walked all the way out of the encirclement of demon rats.

Under the awe-inspiring gaze of the monks beyond the mountains, it quickly disappeared away!!

All the way to the overpass. Halfway through, Fang Wenyuan found a hidden place to recover all his strength.

As soon as he arrived at the Tongtian Bridge, he was stopped by several monks, one of whom looked at Fang Wenyuan and said unceremoniously: "If you want to board the bridge, you must pay three thousand demon eyes first, otherwise you don't have to talk about it!"

The cultivation of several monks in front of them was all at the ninth level of qi refining, so it was no wonder that they could force Fang Wenyuan to pay the demon eyes so fearlessly.

It's a pity.

Will Fang Wenyuan obediently comply?