The moment the ghost-headed sword flew down, five ghost-headed heads, the size of millstone, pounced on them fiercely.

Fang Ling's thought flashed, and a dark golden light rose from his body. The moment the falling ghost head came into contact with the golden light, it was like snow splashed with soup, and most of it melted in an instant.

Seeing this, the King of Shirtless Heavenly King suddenly changed his expression. His Five Ghosts Killing Immortal Killing Sword has been sacrificed for many years. Once the Five Ghosts appeared, even the monks at the top of the foundation building were generally difficult to resist and were in a hurry. But just now, the strange golden light on Fang Ling's body caused the Five Ghosts that he had worked hard to sacrifice and refine was injured. This made the King of Shirtless Heavenly King feel deeply distressed, and the discomfort in his heart can be imagined.

"Young man is looking for death!" The king of disheveled hair was so angry that he reached out to the Five Ghosts Immortal Killing Sword, retracted the magic weapon that was about to fall, and then picked up the long snake on his waist, muttered a few spells in his mouth. The long snake instantly swelled to the size of ten feet and pounced towards Fang Ling again.

If it were an ordinary magic weapon, Fang Ling would still rely on the unmoved Vajra body to force it, but this strange long snake could not do this. Fang Ling's thoughts flashed and released the red beetle.

The giant snake soared into the sky, carrying a rolling poisonous mist, and was very fierce. The huge mouth opened, as if it could swallow a giant elephant at any time. However, as the red and blue clouds flew past, a faint blue flame ignited on the giant snake that was originally flying towards Fang Ling, and the giant snake's huge body rolled on the ground even more crazily.

The king of hair was stunned in an instant! This red-horned scaled snake was sacrificed by him using a secret technique, let alone flames. Even ordinary lightning could not penetrate the body of the giant snake. But now, the red-horned scaled snake was burned by the flames made up of those insects, and even the scales were burned with the scales.

What is this... what is the insect that the young man envoys?

"Hehehe, Fellow Daoist on the other side is indeed a good method. Please take the treasure insects. Let's sit down and talk?" The woman who had not spoken suddenly said with a smile.

The woman didn't speak at first. But Fang Ling paid a lot of attention to her. The main reason why she focused so much on this woman was of course that the aura that was exuding was not as weak as the king of hair.

Fang Ling smiled. The red beetle did not burn the body of the red-horned scale snake again, but did not leave. It seemed that if one end had a disagreement, the red-horned scale snake would still suffer a lot.

The king of hair looked at the insect cloud surrounding his treasure snake. Although he felt secretly hated him, he did not dare to take the treasure snake back rashly. However, in his heart, the other party had already felt quite scruples.

"Brother Fang is famous. Actually, my younger sister and Brother Pufa Dao had heard of it yesterday. Brother Yuling County City took a ruthless move and killed the juniors of the Hantian Sect. It really made us more powerful!" The woman came to Fang Ling's side, raised her slender neck like cream, and said to Fang Ling with a smile: "Actually, Brother Pufa Dao and I today mainly want to see what kind of person Brother Fang is."

"I met today. It turns out that meeting is even more famous. Especially Brother Dao, this strange red beetle, actually swallowed the rare earth-heart spirit fire. Not to mention magic weapons, even lower-grade magic weapons are difficult to suppress. It really makes my little sister admire him!"

"Little woman Zhao Chunli, I have met Brother Fang."

Fang Ling was a newcomer. Although the woman reported her name, Fang Ling had no impression of it. He immediately clasped his fists and said, "Looking back for a long time."

Zhao Chunli covered her mouth and smiled, becoming more charming, and said with a kind look: "Brother Fang's words are probably a bit insincere. However, it is not easy to refine the red-horned scale snake of the king of the hair. Please show mercy to your subordinates and don't torture it."

Fang Ling nodded, waved his hand and took the red beetle back and said, "I came here this time just because I don't want to implicate others. As long as my hair is covered, I don't make trouble, and I am willing to do whatever it takes to make a lot of trouble without reason."

The King of Hairless Heavenly King and Zhao Chunli looked at each other quickly, with a clear meaning in their eyes. Fang Ling's words were like telling them aggressively that although he did not want to cause trouble, this did not mean that Fang Ling was afraid of trouble. If he dared to be disrespectful to me, he would definitely revenge his grudges.

Originally, the King of Dew-Haired Heavenly King was about to find face for his disciples, but as soon as he took action, he was injured in two important means and he lost the intention of fighting for the sake of one or two disciples. He was unwilling to fight to the death with a strong man like Fang Ling for one or two disciples.

Therefore, after waving his hand to retract the red-horned scaled snake, a smile also squeezed out on his blue face and said, "My two little disciples have no idea about the real person and offended Brother Fang. I will let them come over and apologize to Brother Fang."

While speaking, he waved to Zhen Xiaoming and Zheng Damou and said, "Come over quickly and apologize to Fellow Daoist Fang!"

After Zhen Xiaoming and Zheng Dazui were at a disadvantage after the King of Hair and Fang Ling were at a disadvantage, they secretly shouted that they were not good. Before they came, they were quite confident in their master, but they didn't expect that as soon as they took action, the master suffered a great loss.

Looking at the current situation, the master has already said soft words, which made the two of them even more afraid. You should know that the King of the Thick Hair is cruel. When he treats these disciples, he also kills and fights with his heart and does whatever he wants when he doesn't like them.

"Senior Fang, the villain is blind and offended you. Please don't remember the villain's mistakes, just think I'm a fart and let me go!" The two of them knelt in front of Fang Ling at the same time, and Zhen Xiaoming said with courage.

According to Fang Ling's temperament, he would never be lenient with such people. But what he is most urgent now is to find a place to concentrate on practicing Qingyuji. Zhao Chunli and the King of Thin Hair are willing to turn enemies into friends, which is the best choice for him. After all, it is not beneficial to cultivation if there is interference from enemies. Moreover, his time is tight, and he is even more unwilling to waste time in cultivation.

"I don't have to worry about some small things." Fang Ling waved his hand, then said to Zhao Chunli and the King of Thick Hair: "Since this matter has been revealed, there are other things in the following room, so let's not go there for now."

"Brother Fang, wait. Brother Fang knows that recently, the Hantian Sect and the Lance Jiang Sword Sect who are in contact with the Hantian Sect are sending disciples to find Brother Fang to take revenge?" Zhao Chunli leaned towards Fang Ling, and a faint fragrance instantly attacked Fang Ling's nose. The pair of captivating eyes glanced at Fang Ling and said, "Although Brother Fang is a skill, I heard that among the people sent by the Lance Jiang Sect this time, there are more than a dozen who are not inferior to Brother Ma, the king of hair, and you must be careful!"

Fang Ling would not have been too concerned about the dozen foundation-building cultivators who were not as weak as the King of the Thrones, but now it is different. After all, his cultivation is now suppressed by strange gases, and most of the methods are difficult to use.

Seeing Fang Ling pondering, Zhao Chunli said, "Although we were the first meeting with Brother Fang, Chunli felt like he was getting old at first sight. It would be better for us to make friends with this wine from Luoou Mountain."

Fang Ling wanted to know the pursuit of the Sword Sect in the Ruanjiang Sword Sect, and then pondered for a moment and agreed to Zhao Chunli's proposal.

The wine and food were prepared very quickly, and the four major village leaders in Luoou Mountain were personally served. However, their eyes at Fang Ling were very complicated. They wanted to get close, but they were also afraid, but they regretted it.

I knew that Fang Ling was a distinguished guest who had to be a good match for even the King of Hairless Heavenly Kings. Some of them could not even be able to do anything about the King of Hairless Heavenly Kings. If they had been friends with him, not to mention that they could have completely escaped from the King of Hairless Heavenly Kings’ orders, at least they were much better than they are now, right?

But a few days ago, my little friendship with Fang Ling had been exhausted. If you talk about other things, I'm afraid Fang Ling will be ruthless to them.

Although the King of Hairless Heavenly King is not a talker, Zhao Chunli is really a dancer. In just a while, the three of them have made the cocktail party very lively. During the conversation, Fang Ling knew that the King of Hairless Heavenly King was named Ma, named Ma Jingyun, and the Shimeng Mountain where he was located ruled the hero of the 500-mile radius.

Zhao Chunli and he are both disciples of the Qianzhu Sect. Although the two did not say it clearly, Fang Ling felt that Zhao Chunli's status within the Qianzhu Sect seemed to be much higher than the King of Thick Hair.

As for Fang Ling himself, he made up a set of rhetorics. He grew up with his casual cultivator since he was a child. His master failed to attack the golden elixir and died. He then brought the red beetle cultivated by his master to spread the world.

Although I don’t know how much Zhao Chunli and the other two could believe in these words, Fang Ling felt that the attitudes of the two towards him were becoming more and more enthusiastic.

"Brother Fang, I have a saying, Brother Fang, let me listen. These fists are hard to beat four hands. In Yulingzhou, the only one who can compete with the Langjiang Sword Sect is my Qianzhu Sect. My Qianzhu Sect doesn't have much demand for all the church members, but once the church members are in trouble, the main hall will definitely support you strongly. If Brother Fang is interested, my Qianzhu Sect sincerely welcomes Brother Fang's joining!" Zhao Chunli put down his wine glass and said to Fang Ling with a serious look on his face.

Joining the Qianzhu Sect, Fang Ling frowned, and the king of hair sitting next to him was already laughing and said, "Brother Fang, as long as he is willing, brother, I am willing to share this 500-mile territory with you."

Fang Ling thought for a moment, then grabbed Zhao Chunli's jade hand and said with a smile: "Since the two fellow Taoists are so kind, Fang Ling will join the Qianzhu Sect. However, Fang Ling dared not share the 500-mile territory with Brother Paifa. He only hopes that there is a mountain for his brother to practice."

"Happy, come on, let's have a drink!" The king of hair disheveled eyes at Fang Ling's palm holding Zhao Chunlisu's hand, then laughed and raised his glass.

Fang Ling followed Zhao Chunli and raised the wine glass, and the three of them drank the wine in the glass in one go! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!