"Where is another corpse?"

Fang Junmei asked again.

“It fell down.”

Shui Yan'er pointed downwards.

Fang Junmei nodded and said, "Then I won't watch it anymore. Do you still want to continue killing me? I see that there are very strange and evil here. You should go out early. Don't give your life for a little profit."

“…Thank you for your teachings at the senior.”

The Shui Yaner hesitated for a moment before saying.

It can be seen that this woman still has the intention to find something. Fang Junmei and her two are not her parents and masters, so of course there is no reason to stop her, so they can only click on it.

"That fellow Taoist please let yourself do your best, let's take a walk."

Fang Junmei said lightly.

Shui Yan'er said goodbye and left.

"Let's go, let's go to the direction where the guy just fled."

Fang Junmei said, and set off again with Wan Xiaohua.

...

Going in the dark world again.

Boom-

After only a cup of tea, there was another sound of fighting in the direction that was not too far away, which seemed very intense.

"Senior, please help me-"

Accompanied by the woman's shouting, it was clearly Shui Yaner who had just left alone. Although the voice was heard by the two of them, it was still a bit far away because it was activated by magic power.

The two of them had a flash of eyes when they heard it.

Swish!

Wan Xiaohua immediately used her Tianshou and flew out, while Fang Junmei took the Void Sword Step.

...

Soon, the two arrived at the place of fighting.

I saw that Shui Yan'er was nailed into a mud wall pit like her companion. The life that was alive just now had no breath of life at this moment. Her delicate body was covered with terrifying blood holes, and blood was still dripping.

Extremely miserable!

The two of them looked at their pupils.

I know that it was probably the hand of the shadow sword spirit who ran away just now. That guy must have been lurking somewhere before he was not far away.

The restriction of spiritual consciousness here actually gives the opponent the opportunity to fight at home.

As for Shui Yan'er's death, although the two felt sad, they were not angry. So many of you came in and killed the same family, wouldn't they allow them to kill you?

...

Swish-

Fang Junmei slowly walked to Shui Yan'er's body, tore open the storage space, and took out the things in it.

After picking it up, Wan Xiaohua and searched for it nearby, but still couldn't find the shadow sword spirit just now.

...

The two of them didn't know that in many other directions, similar things broke out at this moment.

"Junior sister, I'll hold them back, you go first!"

A loud roar suddenly broke out at the explosion of light and shadow.

"No, senior brother, I'm going to go together!"

Another anxious voice from the woman came.

"Don't talk nonsense, go!"

The roar became louder.

Swish-

Soon, a petite figure swept into the distance first.

But what came afterwards was the man's scream.

Behind the light and shadow, someone was crying.

...

"There are some weirdness in these guys, please withdraw first!"

Another place of light and shadow explosion, another roar, which started from the mouth of a monk.

Then I saw figures breaking through the air and heading in different directions.

And their opponents, four or five of the cold-eyed shadow sword spirits, did not chase after them, and quietly sneaked into the depths below, and quickly disappeared.

...

More and more monks flew up from the abyss, most of whom were mortal and some of them. It was not until after they came up that they looked up and saw that there was no shadow sword spirit, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Changkong, have you come up too? Have you encountered strange things?"

Someone greeted an old man who had just escaped.

The old man nodded and said, "Those ghost sword spirits are strange. They actually know that they are coming on their own initiative. And their strength is obviously much stronger than the last time."

"They are evolving!"

Someone said flatly: "Everyone, our troubles are probably coming. If these monsters evolved from the middle and late stages of the Ancestral Orb and had a brain, we will not be our opponents at all. Then it will be our turn to be harvested. They will definitely have a better exploration advantage than us in this dark world."

When everyone heard this, their faces were frozen.

"In my opinion, I'd better go out first and report to the seniors guarding outside to see if they know about this and whether they have any more solutions to this."

The old man said.

"Brother Changkong said."

"Walk!"

Everyone echoed and flew towards the direction they came.

In other directions, many monks also flew towards the direction they came.

...

Outside the gate, in the valley.

A group of guardians were chatting casually. Most of them were monks from several major sword cultivators from the Western Sacred Realm near Dacang Snow Mountain, with extraordinary identities.

If you spend some small profits, you can make so many monks work hard for them, so why not do it?

"Brother Bajian, I heard that you have done something amazing after you came out of seclusion recently."

In an octagonal pavilion, seven or eight monks sat alone beside the stone table, drinking tea and chatting.

The highest level is the previous Young Master Ba Jian and the other two cultivators in the early stage of the Ancestral Orifices. The others are not even in the middle and late stages of the Transformation, and they all have a bit of self-satisfaction and arrogance between their eyebrows.

In terms of style, there are a few people who are not much worse than Mr. Pao Jian.

"What did Brother Paojian do?"

Someone asked in confusion.

The previous person laughed and said, "This guy has chosen the second Yue Jiuzhou, who came back from the Central Holy Land and had just advanced to the early stage of the Ancestral Orb. That time, hahaha--"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned and laughed.

The young master of sword drawing actually defeated Yue Jiuzhou, which was indeed not simple.

...

"Brother Paojian can't help it, and he can't resist this tone!"

Someone said teasingly.

When Young Master Ba Jian heard this, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He was not a person who could accept other people's teasings. In other words, he was a little narrow-minded.

"But with your personality, you should be the first one, the immortal bird is wrong, why is it Yue Jiuzhou?"

Someone asked in confusion.

Young Master Ba Jian took a sip of hot tea and said leisurely: "That immortal bird came to our Western Sacred Realm for the sake of rewards. Do you think he will stay in the Western Sacred Realm forever? Besides, I heard that his realm has fallen and it is impossible to reach the early stage of the Ancestral Orb in a short time. Even if I win, I will win Wuwu."

Everyone is oh no.

He started talking a lot again. In the words, there were several powerful monks who couldn't help but criticize the top ten of those years and only sighed that they didn't catch the good opportunity.

The young master of the sword was slightly dazed. When he thought of Fang Junmei, he had murderous intentions in his eyes, and they all emerged.
To be continued...