Screams along the way.

The Emperor of Blood Sea and the Lady of Blood seemed to be a demon, killing all directions, causing a bloody rain all over the sky.

...

At this moment, among the broken formation below, Yang Xiaoman and Zhuang Chengjun were injured and unconscious, leaving only Fang Junmei, Qu Huaisang and Ji Saihe, and the three of them were entangled by the three clones again.

Fang Junmei was worried about Yang Xiaoman and Zhuang Cheng, and thought about the escaped Emperor and Mrs. Blood. She was anxious, her eyes flashed with brilliance, and even sweat was secreted from her forehead.

After finding an opportunity, Mo Yu Sword finally lifted the curtain!

call!

Space is surging.

Silently, Fang Junmei and his opponent disappeared together.

When I came out again, the clone was gone.

Fang Junmei rushed into the air and looked into the distance. Emperor of Blood Sea and Mrs. Blood were already flying towards the south under two blood clouds.

"Hahaha--Boy, you won't be so lucky when you meet next time!"

The loud laughter came from the mouth of Emperor Hai of Blood.

Fang Junmei looked at her with a long look.

Whoosh-

Two more light sounds, Qu Huaisang and Ji Suishi also dealt with their opponents, came to his side, and looked in the direction of the Emperor of Blood Sea.

"These two guys are first-class in terms of magical powers and body skills. If they were not relying on the formation, they would probably be difficult to hurt them. And with the three of us, we can't catch up with them."

Ji Juehe said with a sigh, "I've lost my previous confidence."

Qu Huaisang nodded in agreement.

Fang Junmei didn't say anything. With his Void Sword Step, he could actually chase after him, but what can he do after catching up?

He was alone, and he was no match for Emperor Blood Sea at all, let alone a Blood Lady.

This may be his best chance to kill the Emperor of Blood Sea. Is it really over here?

His expression became gloomy and depressed.

...

"Junmei, a gentleman takes revenge, it's not too late for ten years. Let's find another opportunity in the future."

Qu Huaisang gently patted Fang Junmei on the shoulder and saw through his thoughts.

Ji Jue glanced at him and said, "Your space attack was derived from the Great Rebellion Sword Technique. I underestimated you before. Boy, the bright future of practicing Taoism is waiting for you, don't be scared by him."

"Thank you two seniors."

Fang Junmei nodded and thanked her, headed down, completely giving up the idea of ​​chasing her.

Ji Juehe and the other two rushed down.

The other monks woke up as if they were dreaming at this moment. Most of them were scared and their souls were gone, and they were still trembling.

In the short time just now, dozens of monks were killed, most of whom were Longmen monks. When facing the two Emperors of Blood Sea, how could they be like a native chicken and a tile dog?

This is the first time that many monks have seen the Cultivator of Fantu, and today they finally understand the Cultivator of Fantu, and they also feel the huge gap.

"The one who just chased out of the formation seemed to be Fang Junmei, the leader of Panxin Sword Sect!"

"He is already in the realm of the mortal world."

"It turns out that he has been lurking in the formation. No wonder the cultivators of Panxin Sword Sect came before, and they entered the formation together."

"It's a pity that none of them could kill the two monks."

"I'm afraid I can't even get into this Linggen Cemetery in the future."

Everyone started to talk, and no one was in a hurry to leave.

...

Among the broken formation, Fang Junmei and the other two first checked the injuries of Yang Xiaoman and Zhuang Cheng.

Both of them were seriously injured, especially Zhuang Cheng, whose bones were broken a lot. Such a fight was not something they could have participated in.

Relying on the formation, they can still fight ambush. Once the formation is broken, the situation of the two of them will be dangerous. If they can survive, they will be determined by Fang Junmei and the other two who are fighting to the death.

"If you don't have any damage to the foundation, you can always recover as before."

Qu Huaisang said after checking.

After saying that, he took out the Taiyi Green Lotus Ruler and shot the two of them with a green light of inspiration into their bodies. The injuries on their bodies quickly recovered.

A group of monks led by Yang Liusheng from Shenmuhai also entered the formation at this moment.

After everyone chatted for a few words, Ji Juehe said goodbye and left.

After Yang Xiaoman and Zhuang Cheng woke up, Fang Junmei also said goodbye to Shenmuhai and others.

"Brother Fang, after I go back to the sect, I will go to your Shigong Mountain in person to help you heal the death highland. This great favor will never be forgotten by our divine wood sea."

After Qu Huaisang finished speaking, he saluted Fang Junmei again.

Yang Liusheng and others also bowed and thanked.

"Yao Sheng, please pick a few people and go back with Sect Master Fang and escort them all the way."

He gave another command.

Willow growth should be.

Everyone set out on their way.

The monks by the lake did not begin to disperse until now.

This grand event finally dispersed here.

All the news about this matter was taken to all directions by everyone, and Fang Jun's eyebrows finally shone again, becoming one of the most watched monks.

...

After thousands of years, I returned to Shigong Mountain.

I can't help but be in a trance.

Tuo Bahai and others had already returned. When they knew Fang Junmei was back, they brought their disciples to welcome her together.

"Have you met the sect leader!"

After entering the sect, there were crowds of people and they fell to the ground.

Dugu Yu, Su Yan, Zhuang Xiuer and others who had not been to the lake before also came out together to meet each other on the big week. No matter what, as the leader of the Panxin Sword Sect and the newly promoted Fanzhu cultivator, Fang Junmei deserves this respect.

After the tsunami, the mountains and forests were silent, as if no one was present.

Fang Jun's eyes swept across everyone, his mind trembled slightly, and his kindness as if he was going home suddenly turned into an inexplicable sigh. How many of these monks who were familiar with him and were not familiar with him would accompany him further in the future, and how many would die of old age?

"People, please get up."

Fang Junmei said loudly.

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

Everyone stood up in response.

Fang Junmei swept around one by one and found that the Panxin Sword Sect has grown a little more.

Among all the monks, there were as many as thirteen monks in Longmen who left.

Yang Xiaoman, Zhuang Cheng and Su Yan are all in the late stage of Longmen, Dugu Yu, Yuan Kunlun, Tuobahai, Li Yunxiu, Jie Qianchou, and Zhuang Xiuer are all in the middle stage of Longmen, and there are four new generations of early stage of Longmen monks, who can be said to be full of talents.

Many of them have found the direction of the Taoist heart, which should be because of the last time Yang Xiaoman brought back the heart.

As for the lower-level disciples, the number of disciples has not increased much. After all, because of the death highland, it has never been very convenient for the disciples of Panxin Sword Sect to accept disciples. They all went out to search one by one.

After Fang Junmei nodded slightly, Lang Sheng said again: "Everyone, I have been away from the sect for a thousand years and have never been in charge. All the things in the sect depend on you. After the matter is settled, we will definitely reward you according to the merits. Our Panxin Sword Sect will not treat you badly."

When everyone heard this, they cheered again, especially some well-informed people who had known that Fang Junmei had stayed in the Linggen Cemetery for more than a thousand years to practice.

After a few more greetings, everyone was dispersed.

A group of Longmen monks and elite disciples of the inner sect naturally went to the meeting at the Council Hall.

...

In the hall of discussion, there were crowds of people.

After Fang Junmei asked about the incident at the sect, he briefly talked about the ambushing Emperor of Blood Sea.

When everyone heard this, they all said it was a pity.

It’s a pity that they naturally failed to get the key to enter and exit the Linggen Cemetery, but when they thought of anything, they were excited and their eyes shone.

"Sect Master, you have been in Linggen Cemetery for more than a thousand years. You should have gotten a lot of good things, right?"

Zhuang Xiu'er asked in a blissful smile.
To be continued...