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Chapter three hundred and seventeen hunt

I regretted that these wings caused trouble, but at this moment, Yang Fanhai was glad that he had such wings. He could not fly under the Jiuzhou barrier, even the heavens were no exception.

The wings flashed, and it was tens of thousands of meters away from Jianmu. Unless there were flying magic weapons, ordinary people could not get close to it.

Looking up, it was like the leaves of a continent, looking endlessly, and there was no sense of barriers around. Yang Fanhai spread his wings and rushed into the sky like a lightning bolt, around the edge of the blade, and flew directly above the blade.

Although there is no restriction, there is a naturally strong wind that arises, making a loud bang. Breaking through the strong wind, the clouds and smoke dissipates, and the world above the leaves appears in front of you in an instant.

So beautiful... Yang Fanhai couldn't help but popped up these two words in his heart. This is an endless green continent. I want to have a huge dark green jade plate, vast and intimidating.

The continent, interspersed by clouds and smoke, stretched under the sky, with hills and waves like the sea.

Between the hills, there are gurgling springs, pavilions with unknown buildings, and defenses made of five-color stones, which are fresh and eye-catching, as if they are back to the beginning of nature.

In the boundless green continent, there are lakes. Although they are not very big, they are clear and transparent. The shore is covered with green vines and wisteria... very beautiful.

The fairy fog is hazy, and the attic is hidden among the ancient trees. From time to time, you can hear the guzheng songs coming out, with endless charm.

This is the fairyland, a truly extraordinary residence. No wonder so many monks have pursued them to migrate from the Manyuan prehistoric land to this place over the years.

After being stunned, Yang Fanhai heard a burst of noise from afar. He temporarily suppressed his sigh in his heart, flapped his wings, and his body was like lightning, and he flew between a cloud and a mist.

He then retracted his wings, narrowed his purple spear, held it in his hand to cover up his breath, stepped on the star steps, and moved several places at an extremely fast speed, and finally rushed into a gathering place for monks.

There are naturally countless cultivators in the heavenly realm, but there are still limited top-notch strong people. Not to mention the Immortal King, there are not many sub-saints. With Yang Fanhai's strength, he could easily steal some clothing from the heavenly realm for himself to wear.

Without wings, he restrained his breath and changed his outfit, even Yang Fanhai himself couldn't recognize him.

Soon, a large number of guards flew over the top in the clouds, shouting loudly: "The demons are mixed into the heavens, carrying a pair of flesh wings, holding purple spears, and looking like humans, but if anyone finds clues, report them immediately."

The clouds flashed with five-colored light, which should be a magic weapon, but I think there were not many and they should not be used easily, so no one took out the previous encirclement. At this moment, Yang Fanhai rushed into the heaven, so he was forced to use it and searched everywhere.

Not many people knew about the battle on Jianmu, and the residents inside did not feel much. At this moment, when they heard the search warrant of the guards of the Heavenly Realm, they just looked up for a moment and then worked their own things.

After several consecutive groups of guards passed, the atmosphere of tense search gradually became flat, and Yang Fanhai also breathed a sigh of relief and acted as if no one was around.

The flesh-winged wings and purple spears can be put away, and the human face is not a problem. Not to mention that the immortals and humans look exactly the same, the human monks in this heaven will never be in surgery.

Over the years, too many human monks have yearned for the heavenly realm. Once they have enough strength, they will leave the lower realm and come here, and will never go back. It is like a fish swimming in the sea and never want to go back to the pond again.

The beauty of the fairy world is not much different from the extraordinary environment here, but the others are not very different from the human race in the lower realm. There are also towns, and gathering places. There are also commerce, markets, and even official positions such as city guards, responsible for various things in each place and a corner.

And those monks who often trade must pay a certain amount of tax on time before they can exchange goods with people in the city.

At this time, Yang Fanhai was wearing a blue cloth robe and a cloth hat on his head, just like a man from the mountains and fields. However, this appearance was not abrupt here, and people with strange looks were everywhere than him.

While walking, he kept looking around, as if he was looking for something, but he was thinking about the matter above Jianmu. The man called out his name immediately and insisted that he and Mo Lie were in the same group. This was a huge problem.

How did that person know his name? How did that person know that he and Mo Lie killed so many people, and insisted that he and Mo Lie joined forces, which was the strange thing. After all, in the Battle of Hanzuki, there was a corpse everywhere, and no one who really participated in that battle except himself and Mo Lie had survived.

In a state of confusion, I also heard the voices of the monks around me. Unconsciously, I found another trouble appeared in front of me.

Gongsun Xuanyuan asked himself to find out the situation of the immortal clan and the leaders' tone to see what his attitude towards the human clan is. But according to what Ziyi said, he could not find Emperor Haotian. Who can ask for these key news from this heaven?

After thinking about it, it seemed that there was only one who could find the three heavenly kings. The dark sun and the bright king were missing, so there was no need to consider it. Emperor Donghua and the King of Arrow God were not much different from Yang Fanhai, and he didn't know anything about it. However, because of the drunk man, Yang Fanhai chose to find the King of Arrow God in his heart.

It was when he was thinking about how to find the residence of the Arrow God King that suddenly the conversation between several people attracted his attention.

"Have you heard it? The human evil star who killed many immortals in the lower realm has come to the heaven!"

"I heard it too, but is the rumor true? I heard that the man has just practiced for decades and has become the sub-saint realm, with great magical powers, which is unimaginable."

"Of course it is impossible for ordinary people, but this evil star is not difficult to do. Don't forget that he is in the same group as the demon king Molie who rushed out from here. The evil ways are mostly means to force the improvement of his cultivation. His ability is probably from the Molie Sect."

"This person has killed so many people in my immortal clan, but he still dares to come to heaven. Is he seeking death or being arrogant?"

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. I heard that Emperor Donghua seemed to have something important to leave the heaven world a few days ago. The Arrow God King went to guard the passage of the demon world. The Dark Sun and Ming King have always seen the head but not the tail, and no one knows where he is. In order to suppress the ice toad in the sky outside the sky, the Emperor of Heaven has not shown up for a long time. This guy seems to be here at the right time, and no one can do anything to him!"

"That's not necessarily true. If the Arrow God King goes to guard the demon world channel, the Dark Sun and Ming King is a free body. Once he takes action, this evil star will not be able to escape. But speaking of this, His Majesty the Emperor really wants to thank this evil star."

"Yes, Penglai has been against our heavenly court for so many years, and has been fighting against us openly and secretly. His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is too skilled to be able to reach the point, which has made them crazy for so many years. Now that he is afraid of being killed by the evil star, he actually comes to surrender."

“…”

I didn’t listen too much to listen to too much, but these words were already very useful to Yang Fanhai.

There are pros and cons of news. The strong people in the heaven are all clones and have no skills. There is no strong Immortal King who can cause overwhelming consequences to themselves. It is much easier for them to do things themselves.

However, Penglai's surrender is probably not good news for the human race. The immortals who return to the heaven with hatred will inevitably spread this hatred, and the conflict between the immortals and the human race will continue to arouse.

And it is not difficult to see now that because of the Battle of Hanzuki, the immortals in the heavenly realm have begun to hate the human race in the lower realm.

"What's going on in that monster Tianwaitian? I always feel frightened!"

"It must be a problem. His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has not appeared for so long. And I heard that even Princess Longji has moved from the Ninth Heaven. I am afraid that a accidentally monster will escape and cause her to be killed."

"If this monster really breaks out of the sky, what should we do? Why do we feel that the heavens are becoming increasingly unsafe."

"What are you afraid of? With the saints here, monsters cannot cause any major damage."

"But what if the saints don't take action? If they really want to take action, why bother to let His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven work so hard!"

"Who knows!"

“…”

The discussion continued, and other places also attracted various suspicions because of the news of Yang Fanhai's arrival. After listening for a long time, Yang Fanhai left slowly. At this moment, he wondered if he should do something. But after thinking about it carefully, he found that he seemed to be in no way easy to do.

What if you find the Arrow God King? The immortals have a high reputation. In their eyes, the human race is a second-class race, and the hatred of the Battle of Banquan will not be so easily eliminated.

And he could not promise any period of Gongsun Xuanyuan to the immortal clan on his behalf. After all, Yang Fanhai was also unsure of what Gongsun Xuanyuan's attitude towards the heavens.

After all, both Gongsun Shaodian and Gongsun Weiqing can be said to have died because of Penglai. The hatred of killing his brother can be ignored, but the hatred of killing his father is irreconcilable. Now that Penglai is going to join the heavenly realm, I am afraid that the immortals don’t want to fight, so Gongsun Xuanyuan wants to settle the score with Penglai.

Many thoughts flashed through my mind, and I finally decided to leave temporarily.

Just as I was thinking about where to fly away, I suddenly realized that the situation was a bit strange. The noisy market had become when there were only a few people in groups of three or three. My spiritual sense slightly dispersed and I found that there were a large number of guards lurking in the hidden places in all directions.

Had he been discovered? Yang Fanhai's heart was thrilled, and he quickly stepped up and wanted to follow a few monks to leave behind.

Just as he made an action, the monks immediately ran away like frightened birds. At the same time, a sharp arrow broke through the air and shot directly in front of him.

A single arrow triggered the energy, and a large group of guards rushed out from all directions. The Asahi Immortals, who had suffered some losses in the hands of Yang Fanhai on Jianmu, also flew over under auspicious clouds.
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