Just as the three of them were chatting and laughing, Fang Buhui had already launched a counterattack.

It is not a novel magical power, it is just a storm-like attack, but the color is particularly strange, as if Hongmeng before the opening of the sky emitting a faint cold gray light.

In the storm, there were awl-like light and shadows flashing, sometimes water blue, sometimes ice white, sometimes dark green, sometimes painted black... Most of them were cold tones, exuding certain auras in the nine lines, as if this girl was well-versed in the way of heaven and earth.

Huhu--

The storm swept wildly and came overwhelmingly.

"My magical power is extremely powerful. Fellow Taoist please don't hold on, otherwise you will be seriously injured and die, and I will not blame you."

Fang Buhui said lightly while making gestures.

While Meng Changsheng dodged, he began to dig out magic weapons. Can you destroy magical powers? Can magic weapons be also able to be?

...

Bang bang bang-

The explosion sounded loudly.

Meng Changsheng's magic weapon cannot be eliminated, but the magical powers produced by the magic weapon are still weakened layer by layer.

Hissing-

Meng Changsheng himself had nowhere to avoid those attacks, and was soon destroyed by his defensive magical powers and was hit one after another.

An indescribable complex feeling of pain arises in the flesh.

...

"I gave in!"

After a while, Meng Changsheng shouted and admitted defeat.

This competition, which is once every 80,000 years, has come to an end here.

...

There is no need to say much about the subsequent rewards.

The Fang did not regret and successfully entered Donglixiu's door.

After saying goodbye, the old woman left alone.

The taste in my heart must be extremely complicated.

The disciple she had carefully cultivated had to be given to another person for teaching, but the reality was that. At most, she could only give advice to the people without regretting the ultimate period. Later, she was powerless. Since she was powerless, she would make plans early!

...

Time is moving forward quickly, and generations of monks are fighting for generations.

The higher the level of a monk, the longer his life span.

The unattainable ancestors did not talk about the unattainable ancestors, but they entered the mortal world, the ancestral orifice, and the supreme people. There were more and more monks in these three great realms, and in order to enter the next realm, the competition was becoming more and more intense.

In addition, because the four major holy realms are connected, there are more and more killings, with fighting everywhere!

The secret realm of the level of the human ancestor is of course also in the competition of the human ancestor level.

But since Fang Junmei and the others can't interfere for the time being, they won't introduce it for the time being.

And this increasingly fierce killing may be the origin of the great catastrophe of heaven and earth.

...

On Wangyue Island, a long-closed door finally opened.

On this day, a monk wearing an evil ghost mask went out and walked in the market on Wangyue Island, which naturally attracted a lot of attention.

But the other party has a mid-stage state, and no one dares to stroke the tiger's beard.

It was Fang Junmei.

Fang Junmei's injury was finally completely healed, and she once again practiced the endless Taoist scriptures to the Great Perfection.

The spiritual consciousness spread out, and news came into my ears.

What everyone talked about the most was an auction conference - the auction conference of the Dark Islands.

"I have been practicing for too long this time. The auction conference of the Dark Islands is coming in more than two thousand years."

Fang Junmei smiled bitterly when she heard this.

Soon, I found a remote shop and got in.

...

"Shopkeeper, there are some tips about the auction conference of the Dark Islands. Let's hear a few things. I will not miss you."

After there were no other guests, Fang Junmei said.

"Senior is joking. I have nothing to do with that side, so how can I know the situation on that side?"

The shopkeeper waved his hand quickly and was a middle-aged female cultivator in the middle stage of the ancestral artery.

Fang Junmei was amused and knew that the other party was afraid of what kind of spy he was on, and for this nothing, he could not make another vow to the other party.

"Just say something that everyone knows. I just came out of seclusion and knew nothing."

Fang Junmei said lightly.

The shopkeeper then felt relieved.

...

"Although that auction was still more than two thousand years later, many monks were ready to take pictures of what they wanted, especially the monks on the Dark Islands, who made great efforts to hunt the monks on our side and collect resources."

"I heard that some monks with intentional mobilization have also joined us. Recently, this area has been a bit messy."

At the end of the conversation, he sighed and added: "I heard from the monks from afar that there are also chaos in the other three major tribes, and there are fighting everywhere."

"Do they want to join because they know exactly what good things are going to be sold at the auction?"

Fang Junmei keenly captured the key and asked again.

The shopkeeper frowned and said, "I heard that it is indeed circulating, but this fact is hard to say."

"How difficult to say? Let's hear it."

Fang Junmei asked again.

"Those news are hard to tell if it is true or false. It is very likely that it was deliberately fabricated by the Dark Islands. The monks on our side went out to hunt. Otherwise, if everyone was squatting in the cave, who would they ask for to steal it?"

It makes sense.

Fang Junmei smiled, but she didn't agree.

This fishing method can be used at most once, who will be fooled by you in the future?

But that auction is not the first time it has been held, but there must be an intention to hook the monks here to get out of the cave.

"Of course, it may be true. On the Dark Islands, it is too difficult to cultivate their own monks. Most of them seduce the monks to surrender from us. I heard that after the four major clan domains were connected, many human races, demons, and monsters were cast in."

The shopkeeper said again.

Fang Jun nodded slightly.

I tend to be true in my heart. If I want to get one, I will probably have to start from those supreme monks.

...

After asking about some of the history of the auction conference in detail, Fang Junmei asked again: "What other news is there besides this auction conference?"

"It's just those struggles, and there's news that the treasure is born without knowing the birth of the treasure. The younger generation is not qualified to intervene, nor do they know the true or false."

The shopkeeper replied.

"Where is that ghost of time? Has it been slaughtered?"

"I have never heard that unless the human ancestor takes action, or this person is far away from the Dark Islands, ordinary monks will not want to take him down. After killing him, they may face the pursuit of the other six Dark Seven Lords."

Fang Junmei nodded slightly and asked again: "Where is this area of ​​the Dark Islands more chaotic?"

"Of course it's the one between Zhiyang Island and Montenegro Island."

“Why?”

"Don't you know? More than 10,000 years ago, I heard that Doutian led a large group of troops to Zhiyang Island to help his two subordinates avenge. Since then, he has been sending people to search."

The shopkeeper said.

Fang Junmei's pupils were slightly condensed.

Is one of them the guy I killed? Is it so big?

...

"This is an interesting thing, let me know in detail."

Fang Junmei said casually, looking at the fun.
Chapter completed!