It was a fierce battle, but it became quiet in an instant.

Only this land is vividly remembered.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, there are almost no complete mountains, rivers and rivers have dried up.

There were withered trees everywhere, and wildfires were burning.

In the air, the three dark messengers were sneering in their hearts, and they couldn't help but feel a little scared. They didn't expect that they would encounter such a difficult master when they had all the advantages. If they hadn't had their own magical powers and forced suppression, it would be really difficult.

But now it has finally been solved. Not only is the guy dead, he even has no scum left.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan..."

Luo Feiling was almost shocked, screamed, and escaped from the three old monsters who were entangled with her. He drew a straight red line and rushed to the place where Fang Yuan was trapped. He looked at the vast land with nervous eyes. He could no longer see any traces of Fang Yuan's existence. He was stunned and stood foolishly, as if he had lost his soul.

"Haha, Wuxin, you little lover, it turns out that you are such an overestimating person!"

Compared to her, Mai asked Ji to make her face happy and laughed loudly. She looked at Lu Xinyao with a look of pride.

"Haha, that's not bad, it's not inferior to Zhongzhou Xiaosheng!"

The hunchbacked mountain envoy heard his words and immediately sneered, saying, "If the three of us hadn't joined forces, we wouldn't be able to control him. Such a skill would have turned into ashes, which would be a pity. Ask the opportunity, he wouldn't lose to you in terms of cultivation, right?"

When Mai asked Jijun, her face was a little uneasy, she sneered, and said, "No matter how capable you are, aren't you still dead?"

As he said that, he looked at Wuxin and Lu Xinyao with a glance, as if he wanted to see through her identity.

Wuxin made Lu Xinyao look expressionless at this time. When she saw the scene where Fang Yuan turned into ashes, she felt much lighter at first, but now, when she saw Luo Feiling standing in a daze in the field, Fang Yuan was dead without a trace, her heart suddenly became a little confused. Especially when she noticed the proud and arrogant expression of Ma Yi's look at her, she was even more unhappy!

It seems like my heart suddenly became a little empty.

"Aren't you crazy?"

"It's obvious that there is a mud-legged person who can't even eat enough, but he never learns to flatter others. He makes people beat him with blood on his face, and stands straight and never retreats. It's always hard for people to understand why you can have the kind of arrogance that doesn't belong to you?"

"Do you think you can look down on us if you take the top test in the immortal list?"

"The top of the immortal list, I finally canceled it for you!"

"Do you think you can look down on us after becoming the true teachings of the Immortal Sect?"

"But you were forced to escape from the master's sect in the end!"

"You are arrogant, you think you are very smart, you feel that you are amazing. In that case, you ruined my major affairs under that circumstances. It's so amazing. You soared into the sky and became famous. You destroyed the secret realm of the Jin family in Tianlai City step by step. You seized the six paths in Zhongzhou. You returned to Yunzhou and destroyed the Yinshan Sect with one person's strength, which made our former immortal sect unable to raise your head in front of you. You regarded you as a god. Even I heard that you can cultivate into the Supreme Yuanying when your path of cultivation is broken..."

The more she thought about it, the more relieved she felt. Her heart was even filled with an indescribable pleasure. She almost couldn't help laughing out loud. The voice in her heart almost rushed out of her mouth: "Haha, but no matter what, you are still dead..."

"You have such great ability, but you are still dead..."

"You have done so many things that have been fascinating all over the world and played so much power, you still..."

Her thoughts changed in her mind, and she remembered so many things Fang Yuan had done. She knew very well. When she heard about it, she had suppressed her heart. But the more she thought of Fang Yuan dying in the hands of her puppet, she felt more and more happy. But for some reason, when she remembered what she had carefully inquired about and did, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

A thought that cannot be described in words and only exists in intuition rises.

"No..."

"You haven't died after going through so many dangerous things, but you're dead here?"

“…”

“…”

The moment this thought appeared, Lu Xinyao's heart suddenly changed slightly and she looked up and swept into the air.

At this time, the sky was silent and dark clouds were covered with dark clouds.

It was all because their magic power just now was too strong, which caused changes in the surrounding celestial phenomena, and the world was confused.

In the air, Ma Yi asked the clerk and the hunchbacked mountain envoy were looking coldly at Luo Feiling who was standing blankly below.

Although Luo Feiling is the little saint of the South China Sea Forgetful Island, he must have some unknown means, but when they have all the advantages, they will naturally not be afraid of her. At this time, they are ready to incite the remaining power to take her down!

Because of the suppression of Fang Yuan just now, Ma Yi asked the formation flag of the Ji Messenger, the ten sacred corpses of the mountain envoy, and even his strongest puppet king Zhou, to trap Fang Yuan, all gathered below to kill Fang Yuan. Even his three Taoist guardians were obeyed by their orders and kept pestering her. Therefore, Luo Feiling rushed down and they followed him...

Lu Xinyao's heart suddenly became cold!

Suddenly I remembered what Fang Yuan had said before: "It's not you hunting me, but I'm hunting you!"

...

...

"Haha, this little saint in the South China Sea looks so pitiful, why not take it down together!"

Ma Yi was thinking about the phone and was laughing at Luo Feiling.

The hunchbacked mountain envoy also showed coldness on his face and sighed: "It's a good material, but it's a pity that I can't sacrifice the corpse of the god..."

As the two were talking, they saw that Lu Xinyao's three Taoist protectors had rushed towards Luo Feiling. They remembered that Fang Yuan was killed by her puppet just now. If the little saint of the South China Sea was also taken down by her puppet, wouldn't she have robbed all the credit? Therefore, both of them had the same intention and immediately issued an order to take Luo Feiling down first...

But at this moment, Luo Feiling, who was standing there in a daze, suddenly raised his head.

Smiled at the two of them!

Mai asked the machine and the hunchbacked mountain envoy were stunned for a moment. What was this little saint laughing at?

"careful……"

In the air not far away, Lu Xinyao suddenly screamed.

The sound was so frightened that it was a bit numb and it made both of them feel a little scalp.

...

...

"Crash"

At this moment, a qi suddenly rose above their heads and in the clouds.

I don’t know how long it took to prepare that qi machine, but suddenly it raised its magic power, but it seemed like a star suddenly rose in the darkness. In an instant, the light shone and turned into a scorching sun that could not be seen directly!

The dark clouds in the dizzy air were shattered, and in the mist, there was a figure, with a green robe and a tall figure.

It’s Fang Yuan!

Fang Yuan, who appeared in the air, had no injuries on his body, and he didn't know how long he had prepared. The sword intent of this sword was extremely strong and condensed to the extreme. The moment he appeared, his sword intent rose up in a mighty way, just like the substance, or like heavy snow, vast and vast, spreading unfolded!

At the same time, a toad appeared beside him.

The toad was tilting its head, opening its mouth, but spitting out a skull-shaped hilt from its mouth.

Fang Yuan held the hilt of the sword in his back hand and drew a sword from its belly.

The sword, with a very evil aura, was unsheathed, and with the sword unsheathed, countless black shadows appeared in the air, including thousands, each with indescribable hostility, and Wu Yangyang flew in the air...

"Swish!"

Fang Yuan waved his sword in his hand.

As he had been grinding his sword intent in the snow field for ten years, the evil sword in his hand was slashed down fiercely.

It was not about slashing at one, but about three messengers at the same time!

In this misty world, it turned into three meteors like a scorching sun, slashing straight towards the three dark messengers.

"It's actually fake death..."

At this moment, Lu Xinyao was so frightened that her back stood up, and she didn't know whether she was filled with hatred or anger.

"This guy... is still so sinister!"

The old ghost in the black mountain said

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