Some of the Nascent Soul Ancestors escaped, but they were unwilling to die, so they wanted to find a place for themselves to hide, and it would be best to escape this time of death. Han Fazun did not stop these ancestors.

Although he knew in his heart that this possibility almost did not exist, since someone was willing to try it, he did not stop him.

Some of the Nascent Soul Patriarchs chose to stay. They have been in Wanfa Hall for many years and are reluctant to leave Wanfa Hall at this time.

"Junior brother, since you became the Nascent Soul, we two have not played chess for a long time. I think we might as well play a game now and let the senior brother see your progress."

As the Nascent Soul Ancestor who was speaking just now waved his hand, a white jade chessboard appeared between the two.

Looking at the white-haired senior brother, a hint of sadness rose in Han Fazun's heart. He forced a smile and said, "Since you are so happy, then I will learn whether my senior brother's chess skills have improved."

Some people play chess, some people watch chess. Han Fazun and that senior brother are both fast chess players. In just a quarter of an hour, two people will play chess game to the end.

Han Fazun placed a black chess piece on the chessboard, and at this moment, he showed a smile.

"Hahaha, it's still not as good as you, but this time, even if I fail repeatedly, I will challenge you, so I won't believe it..."

As the senior brother spoke, he was about to pack up the chess pieces, but Han Fazun waved his hand and said, "Senior brother, this game of chess can only be played until now. The person who executed the Tianzhu is not far away."

One of the Yuanying ancestors who watched chess shook his head and said, "Although he is not far away, there should be a quarter of an hour."

Han Fazun smiled and said, "I always like to take the initiative."

While speaking, when Han Fazun destroyed his magic weapon, his whole body was like a sharp sword. He rushed straight ahead.

There was no way ahead, and there was a way of death ahead. Han Fazun did not wait, but he met the person who executed the heavenly punishment.

When Han Fazun fell on a mountain in the void, he happened to meet Yan Moo, who was originally heading towards a small city.

Yan Moo walked in a straight line. For him, this world was allowed to traverse.

When his eyes fell on Han Fazun's face, he already understood what the man meant. If he followed his thoughts just now, he should have crossed a small city and then walked towards the Wanfamen.

Now, the direction established by Han Fazun still leads to Wanfa Hall, but it makes him miss that ordinary small town.

There are only 10,000 or 20,000 creatures in the small town, and this creature is nothing to him. He doesn't care about where the living creatures are. He doesn't care about it.

So he went to Han Fazun. Although this person's Taoist patterns were a bit complicated, they were also first-class Taoist patterns in this Zhou Dynasty. Being able to obtain this Taoist pattern was also a good compensation for him.

So he stepped forward. In an instant, he had already arrived near Han Fazun.

Just as he was about to take action, the man had already soared into the air, and a small world appeared outside the man.

With the help of various path patterns, building a small world is a pediatric method that Yan Moo really disdained.

He waved his hand to the void, and in an instant, the small world was shattered, and Han Fazun's entire person was directly suppressed by him.

"You actually dare to fight me. It's so courageous, but you can only have the courage."

While Yan Moo spoke, he stretched out his hand and extracted all the Taoist patterns and Nascent Soul from Han Fazun's body.

Han Fazun's soul looked at Yan Moo who was stepping towards Wanfa Hall, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

He turned his head and looked towards the direction of the small town. The small town was still calm and comfortable. He had been to this small town located under the Wanfa Hall once.

He remembered that he followed his master to Wanfa Hall and passed by this small town. That time, he was eight years old. The candied haws that Master bought for him were very sweet and sweet!

In a trance, Han Fazun seemed to see a seven or eight-year-old child walking through the mottled road by an adult. In the child's hand, he was holding a candied haw that he had just taken a bite.

Very sweet candied haws, really sweet...

The Wanfa Hall was destroyed, the Thousand Ghost Valley turned into ashes, and the Wutian Sword Sect turned into ashes... Countless sects and countless cultivators disappeared between heaven and earth.

One big city after another disappeared, and countless mountains and rivers were cut open in half.

Many monks who have been secretly cultivating everywhere, even some of whom have not been born for many years, want to enjoy their old age, were also captured from their hiding place, and then their Taoist patterns were drawn and turned into ashes.

This is the Heavenly Punishment, the irresistible heavenly Punishment, and even an existence that is no less than a powerful man, an existence that is claimed to have been dead for hundreds of years, and an existence hidden in a small space, were all captured.

No one can compete with it. All people can do at this moment is running and waiting...

Waiting for the arrival of death and the passing of disasters, either die while waiting or seeking out that vitality while waiting.

If there is no ten left, I don’t know who spread it. For a moment, the smoke of gunpowder swarmed up, killing, pure killing, killing between ordinary people and ordinary people, and killing between monks and monks.

They killed not for anything else, they were just for the last trace of survival between heaven and earth.

They want to survive, they want to do that tenth of them, so they fight each other, they kill each other.

During the natural disaster, the entire Zhou Dynasty began to tremble, and Yan Moo and Yan Ming were like gods of death, constantly advancing northward.

In the territory of Xuanguo, under a deep abyss, Yan Ming reached out toward the water that was hundreds of times colder than cold ice. A late-stage Nascent Soul beast that looked like a dragon but not a dragon and had peacock-like wings was shot out.

The ferocious beast looked at Yan Ming with fear, trying to beg, but was pinched by the magic tricks in Yan Ming's hand. The soul of the ferocious beast and the Taoist pattern were directly extracted from the ferocious beast's body.

Looking at the ferocious beast with begging in his eyes, Yan Ming sneered: "The heaven and earth are dazzling. Those who escaped it are only eleven. The last disaster is that the reason why I spare you from death is because your cultivation is still shallow."

"Now you can refine a spiritual pill, so don't struggle. Just give me all your flesh and blood!"

As he spoke, the body of the ferocious beast shook, and the soul of the ferocious beast instantly dispersed.

On the Deep Sky Island of Beihai, Fang Ling raised his head to look at the sky.

At this time, the black rain kept falling in the sky, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth became even more silent.

"Damn it, it's here again!" Lin Yu cursed fiercely, and then sent a voice to Fang Ling beside him, "Hide. If you are found by those people, you will die without a burial place."

Fang Ling also felt the powerful aura coming from afar. He pondered for a moment and said to Lin Yu: "Can you hide?"

"Other people can't hide. I can still do it." Lin Yu's voice was still calm.

She said calmly: "Land of the deep space, let's give up first. Since she has made a choice herself, there should be no problem."

"The most important thing for us right now is to save our own lives."

Fang Ling nodded gently. Although he was preparing to find Luo Xi from the body of the Deep Sky Ancestor.

However, the attitude of the Deep Sky Ancestor and the current situation are not allowed to stay here, and he is wasting time with the Deep Sky Ancestor.

"Although the place is not big, I can add you and let me go with you!" Lin Yu's voice sounded in Fang Ling's ears again.

The words of the Earth Corpse Lin Yu have been tempted by Fang Ling. After all, the Earth Corpse Lin Yu has lived for so many years.

What's more, judging by Lin Yu's situation, it is not the first time she has experienced such a punishment. Her hiding place should be reliable.

But Fang Ling cannot hide now. He is not alone now. He has relatives and friends. He cannot watch these people die in this heavenly punishment created by the Yan family.

I hope that my secret realm map can still play a hidden role at this time.

"I appreciate the kindness of fellow Taoist. Now I am leaving and rushing back to pick up Sister Shuying and the others." While speaking, Fang Ling did not wait for Lin Yu to speak, so he soared into the air and flew towards the distance.

On Deep Space Island, the urgent bell rang again, and then the monks from the entire Deep Space Island began to scatter everywhere.

Fang Ling didn't care about the movements of the Deep Sky Island at this time. He urged the Shangqing Tianlei Sword under his feet to gallop towards the distance.

In the vast North Sea, there are monks running wildly everywhere, and many areas that were supposed to be fairylands on the sea were rolling fire at this time, and all the prosperity was burned to ashes.

As soon as Fang Ling flew out of the North Sea, he felt countless golden lights surged into his mind like a tide.

Through these golden lights, what Fang Ling felt was endless prayers, pious appeals, and prayers to the True Daodao Zun.

Fang Ling knew what these golden light spots were praying for, but he was really powerless.

Fang Ling felt the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth very quickly. Almost when Yan Mo and the other two took the first move, he already felt the strength of Yan Mo and the other two.

Yan Chenzhou is a Taoist existence, but after all, he has just become a Taoist, and it should even be said that he has just stepped into the threshold of a Taoist.

At this time, Yan Chenzhou was a little reluctant to fight, not to mention Yan Moo and two people who had entered the tunnel and Zhaotian realm for a long time.

His battle with these two people can only have one result, that is death.

If you can't do anything, don't do it. It's not too late to settle the score with the Yan family when your strength is achieved.

He quickly activated the magic tricks to make himself faster, and he had no intention of watching the contents of the golden light spots.

He could see it, but he saw countless prayers, but he was powerless. For Fang Ling, it was also a kind of pain. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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