The black-clothed Left Envoy was driving a black handkerchief. Not only was the speed three points faster than ordinary flying magic weapons, but the thick smoke emitted from the black handkerchief also wrapped the black-clothed Left Envoy and five evil-filled men in the middle. This guard, which was difficult for flies to fly in in the eyes of outsiders, did not play any role at all.

Just as the black-clothed Left Envoy was thinking about how to kill with one blow, she felt a spiritual sense covering her body. The strength of this spiritual sense was not worse than her, which changed the face of the black-clothed Left Envoy! Just as she was about to use her spiritual sense to greet her, someone in the covered spiritual sense said in a deep voice: "Since my fellow Taoist has come to Qingfu Palace, I will invite you to Zhongji Palace. The three of us have been waiting for a long time."

The black-clothed left envoy was originally a strong person, and she had Wusha assisted her, so she snorted coldly and didn't speak, but just urged the handkerchief to three points faster. At this time, the man surnamed Wang had already said to Fang Ling in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Fang, this is the senior sister who is in the lower house, Dong Qingyu of Chunyugu. As for the King of Chunyugu, I came with my senior sister this time, and I had something to talk to Junior Brother Fang."

According to the plan formulated by the two people, it was to take action directly while Fang Ling was not paying attention. This not only saved hands and feet, but also benefited the use of spirit control techniques for a man surnamed Wang.

"It turns out it's Senior Sister Dong and Senior Brother Wang." Fang Ling bowed enthusiastically: "The two senior brothers and sisters are here, and I'm sorry to welcome you. Please forgive me."

As soon as Fang Ling said this, Dong Qingyu and Wang Lucheng immediately showed strange colors on their faces. Since they had signed up, they didn't believe that Fang Ling didn't understand their intentions. Fang Ling was so polite. Could it be that Junior Brother Fang was afraid?

However, the two of them looked at each other and saw the decisiveness in each other's eyes. They did not stop and did it. Since they had made up their minds, they could never change it.

Wang Lucheng smiled and said, "Junior Brother Fang is so polite. We are a practitioner. You don't have to talk about so much etiquette, Junior Brother..." At this point, Wang Lucheng's expression changed. His spiritual sense had already felt a cold murderous intent at this moment, but before he could react, three flying swords with faint yellow light had already slashed towards him!

Wang Lucheng, who was shocked, had no time to speak at this time. He slapped his small Qiankun bag, and a mirror-shaped magic weapon rose out of the air, instantly turning into the size of a millstone, blocking the three flying swords that were flying. At the same time, Dong Qingyu, who was standing beside him, also sacrificed a jade plaque. The jade plaque flashed with purple light, blocking the two sword lights that were attacking him. At this moment, both of them were shocked and thought that this Fang surnamed could have taken the slaying attack in secret?

At this moment, a cold rebuke was heard, and a black handkerchief instantly increased a thousand times. It was as if it was caught and covered up at the place where the three of them stood.

"Demonic Demon!" Wang Lucheng had a lot of knowledge. Seeing the thick demonic energy hidden under the handkerchief, he couldn't help but shout in surprise.

Although he didn't know how powerful the black handkerchief was, he knew that he could not let the handkerchief fall, otherwise he would be unable to escape death. Therefore, although the battle was strange, it could not tolerate him he was hesitant. With a deep shout, a spiritual technique hit the treasure mirror. A little blue light suddenly flew out of the mirror.

This treasure mirror was a top magic weapon that Wang Lucheng occasionally obtained from a cave left by a monk. He has always been regarded as a life-saving thing by him. At this moment, he activated the treasure mirror with all his strength, which made his face a little blue. The green light turned into a light curtain, and the handkerchief blocked it was difficult to fall for a moment. When Dong Qingyu heard the harsh harp, he also had a spell in his hand, and he turned his hand and smashed it towards the two men in black in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!" More than a dozen thunderstorms, as thick as children's arms, emerged from the talisman in an instant, and woven into a purple thunder net in the air, and wanted to cover two men in black in the net.

Fang Ling also released two colors of Ruyi at this time. He looked at Dong Qingyu and the senior brother Wang's attack and thought in his heart that these two people, as foundation-building cultivators, really had extraordinary skills. If he didn't rely on the Lashan Secret Realm Map, it would be absolutely not easy for him to win the two. His thoughts flashed, and he would dance the two colors of Ruyi and protect his body.

The black left envoy rebuked coldly, suddenly waved his palm, and a black big hand suddenly grabbed Wang Lucheng's treasure mirror. The five men who were driving the flying sword waved the magic tricks almost at the same time, and five sword lights gathered together, forming a one-meter-long sword light, slashing towards the thunder net!

Wang Lucheng's battle can be said to be inexplicable. He came here mainly to take advantage of it. He didn't expect to take advantage of it. He even fought this battle for no reason. Moreover, it seemed that he had to put Fang Ling in the battle. At this moment, he felt so frustrated! But no matter how frustrated he had to pass the current level. The treasure mirror is his body-protecting treasure. In any case, it must not be lost.

"Sacrifice!" Wang Lucheng felt that the black palm was not simple, so he had to use the most powerful magical function of the treasure mirror as it was exhausted. With his roar, the treasure mirror flashed, and the green light emitted condensed into three-foot-long sword lights, which faced the big hand. The sword light was no less than the flying sword of an ordinary foundation-building cultivator.

After performing this change, Wang Lucheng also showed a smile on his face. As soon as the woman came up, she attacked him. This time, the woman must know that he is the power of Master Wang! The expression of the black-clothed left envoy did not change at all, and the black big hand directly grabbed the sword light.

More than a dozen sword lights slashed on the black big hand almost at the same time, but they were broken in an instant, unlike the big hand that Wang Lucheng imagined. At the moment when the sword light and the black big hand collided, black air rose from the big hand, directly covering the sword light in the middle. The extremely sharp sword light was like a small fish in the net at this moment, unable to move at all.

Wang Lucheng's face changed. He didn't care about the consumption of spiritual energy in his body. A large mouthful of original energy was directly spit out, trying to let the sword light break away from the black big hand. Unfortunately, before the green light of the treasure mirror flew up again, more than a dozen sword lights had turned black. The big hand had been grabbed and landed on the treasure mirror. A record he had seen in the past reading classics appeared in Wang Lucheng's heart in an instant. He shouted in surprise: "Great Demon Tribulation, this is the Great Demon Tribulation!"

As soon as he said this, the cold and fierce Left Envoy said lightly: "This is just a little demon robbery. If it is a big demon robbery, how can you use such trouble?"

Fang Ling didn't know what the great demon robbery and the little demon robbery meant. But Wang Lucheng knew very well that the five major sects surrounded and suppressed the Demon-Crazy Sect. The Demon-Crazy Sect had a Yuanying Elder who specialized in practicing the Great Demon-Crazy Sect. He waved it with one hand and even the magic weapon that the Nascent Soul Cultivator had trained for many years could be taken away by him. It was absolutely amazing. Just because of this elder, the encirclement and suppression operations of the five major sects almost failed.

Although the woman in black denies that it was a great demon robbery, a bad feeling had arisen in Wang Lucheng's heart. At this moment, his mind trembled. The treasure mirror, which was originally connected to his mind, suddenly seemed to be separated by something when he was caught. He could no longer feel the trace of spiritual power he left on the treasure mirror.

At this moment, Wang Lucheng was so scared that he was so scared that he didn't care about any trouble for Fang Ling. He patted his small Qiankun bag, and a spell flew out, and rushed straight towards the woman in black. However, he himself rose up and flew out of the hall. The woman sneered, pointed her finger at the black handkerchief, and rolled the black handkerchief directly towards Wang Lucheng.

At this time, Dong Qingyu and Wang Lucheng were not having a good time. Although Dong Qingyu's cultivation was much stronger than Wang Lucheng, Dong Qingyu, who was only relying on a flying sword, was now forced into a mess by three flying swords connected together.

She had already become eager to escape. When she saw Wang Lucheng flying up, she suddenly shouted in a deep voice. The floating figure instantly turned into three and escaped towards three directions.

"Blood Sky Slash!" The five men with cold faces shouted almost at the same time. The two flying swords that were originally entangled with Fang Ling gathered together again. The bloody light slashed towards the void like a waterfall. The sword light flashed, and a body that was cut into two segments appeared in the void. Dong Qingyu, who had wide eyes, couldn't believe that he would die like this.

Fang Ling's brows also began to sweat. Since he became a foundation building, he had become confident in himself. However, this struggle between life and death made him clearly realize that being able to become a foundation building monk has his own basic skills. Not to mention anything else, if Dong Qingyu wanted to escape from his hands with the means just now, he would not be able to stop him. The sword lights gathered together by the five men in black were even more strange.

Although Wang Lucheng had already flew three feet away at this time, Dong Qingyu's death still made him feel cold. He was so depressed that he wanted to hit his head. These people in the Demonic Realm were clearly coming to Fang Ling, and they both happened to catch up. Fang Ling was not doing anything yet, but Dong Qingyu died in a daze in the hands of the people in the Demonic Realm.

It’s not good to go out!

He was more and more impatient in his heart, and he focused all his attention on running away, but where could he escape? Just as he flew out five feet, the black handkerchief suddenly rolled up, rolling him into the handkerchief. A smile appeared on the face of the woman in black. She waved her hand at the black handkerchief, and the handkerchief shrank to its original size and fell into her hand. With a turn of the handkerchief, Wang Lucheng suddenly turned into ashes.
Chapter completed!