Fang Cun never thought that this would happen when meeting Liu Susheng again, and it would come so quickly. He even more unexpectedly, when Liu Susheng said that he would find some unhappiness for the Black Dragon King, he would just go directly to kill the dragon horns, which were all bad actors from Jian Shisan!

Of course, Liu Susheng didn't say anything to Fang Cunduo, but just delivered a yellow wine gourd to him. And he didn't give it secretly, but was just giving it openly.

He was so open that he cut the large ore vein into several segments with one sword. Moreover, the main target of these sword lights was not this large ore vein, but the owner of this ore vein, Hurricane Great Sage.

The Hurricane Great Sage blocked the sword light of the main attack, but did not block the remaining power that evaporated.

As a result, all the formation restrictions on this large mine vein were broken.

The last moment was still hundreds of miles away, and the next moment, the remaining power of a sword destroyed a mine vein hundreds of miles away, which made Hurricane Great Sage so angry.

Why?

Is it because I am the weakest that I am the best to bully?

The Hurricane Saint waved his wings and roared in the air. In the sky for thousands of miles, demonic clouds rolled, as if night was coming.

hold head high……

A dragon roar came from the sky above the South China Sea.

The black demon cloud rolled in, overlapping with the Hurricane Great Saint's demon cloud.

This father and son, the Great Sage, joined forces again.

The last time they joined forces was to chase Jian Shisan, and this time, it was Liu Susheng.

But compared to the last time Jian Shisan, Liu Susheng this time made them feel even more terrifying.

The sleepy eyes that seemed to never wake up, and the confident smile that always hangs on the corners of their lips, can always make them feel cold.

Especially when the Black Dragon King recalled the moment when his dragon horn was slashed, his face was squinting and smiling, he couldn't help but feel angry.

Then, a new round of war began.

It was after this new round of war began, the whole world flew sand and stones, and the demon clouds rolled, as if when the end of the world came, a yellow flash appeared in front of Fang Cun.

Fang Cun had already guessed that the formation restriction of this mine vein must have been broken by Liu Susheng, and the aura of the sword energy was so familiar.

Secondly, except for Liu Susheng, no one dared to offend a great saint among the demons so blatantly. Even other great saints who are also demons will not do such a thing easily.

Although I guessed it, Fangchuang didn't have any extra moves.

He didn't know whether Liu Susheng did this by chance or for some purpose, but this was definitely a great thing for him.

He just needs to enter the bottom of the ore vein and swallow it hard with the technique of swallowing the sky and accepting the earth.

Just as he used the technique of swallowing the high-quality talisman ore to swallow the earth, a small yellow gourd appeared beside him out of thin air.

Outside this little yellow gourd, a squinting eyes and a lazy smile slowly disappeared. Fang Cun knew that this was Liu Susheng's thing.

But he didn't quite understand, why did this guy give him a gourd wine?

He didn't think much about it, picked up the gourd and continued to use the technique of swallowing the sky and accepting the earth.

The guards and miners in this mine vein had already escaped when the sword lights came from hundreds of miles away and cut the mine vein.

Those who escaped slowly were already crushed under the mine.

"Hahaha... I'll go! Two great saints, there's no need to send them off. They're so enthusiastic. Liu is ashamed of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being a

The sound gradually faded away, but all living beings heard it in the place where Hurricane Holy City was located.

What made Hurricane Great Sage feel even more abominable is that Liu Susheng, the bastard, was actually using the common term of their demon clan, as if he was afraid that the little demons would not understand it.

From this tone, it sounds like a friend is farewell.

But in fact, the two great saints kept chasing Liu Susheng and then headed north. In the end, two great saints helped, the King of the Golden Peng and the King of the Flying Heavenly Saint Blood Eagle.

These two demon saints were extremely fast and finally caught up.

"Oh my! It seems like I'm going to fight hard this time!"

When Liu Susheng, who was carrying half a deer-shaped dragon horn, was surrounded by these four demon saints, he couldn't help but feel excited to deal with it.

Facing the four demon saints at the same time, they may really die if they are not careful.

"It's a bit despicable to have one to four!"

Suddenly, a sword light sounded along with a sound.

When the four demon saints saw this sword light, their faces turned black, especially the Hurricane Saint.

"kill!"

At this moment, Liu Susheng suddenly took action.

And the flying sword light also exploded.

For a moment, the sword energy in this area soared into the sky, the demonic energy rolled, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the heaven and earth were overturned.

Soon, two sword lights flew out from it in a mess and fled towards the north.

When the clouds cleared and the mist dissipated, everything was calm, and the four demon saints could hardly see the extreme expressions.

The Blood Eagle King's arm was broken, and he was pressing his hand, while silently circulating the demonic energy to treat it. The wise and handsome King Jin Peng was also hit by a sword on his face, and his flesh and blood were rolled out. He was circulating the demonic energy to drive away the sword energy from the sword wound.

If the sword energy is not driven away, the sword injury may never be cured.

The Hurricane Great Saint Iron Wings Flying King burned the things in his hand in anger. They were the three thousand worries that fell from him, and a trace of scalp.

However, at this time, the scalp on his head had long been restored, and his long and dense hair grew wildly out of his hair skin, like wild grass in spring.

It can be imagined that if there were horns on his forehead, he would have to break the horns again this time.

The most annoying, but also the most peaceful one is the Black Dragon King.

This middle-aged strong man with a dark face was gritting his teeth and looking at the half of the dragon horn that was discarded on the ground. This half of the dragon horn is like a skeleton that is more than a thousand meters long.

What made him feel most hateful was that the cartilage parts at the front end of the skeleton disappeared.

That is, although the enemy left his dragon horn, as long as he took the dragon horn back, he would find that each small horn at the front end would definitely be several dozen centimeters shorter.

And every small horn of these few dozen centimeters is the essence of the dragon horn.

Just like a deer antler.

Imagine that among the great saints of the demons, and among the twelve demon saints, the most famous saint of the sea covering the Black Dragon King, is now being taken like a harmless deer.

How can this be tolerated for the Black Dragon King?

If you endure it, who will still accept him in the future?

So he made a harsh statement, "In three months, attack the world's gate!"

...

At this time, Fangcun had swallowed tens of thousands of cubic cubes of raw ore.

Although this Fuyu Yuan ore is nothing to this ore vein of hundreds of miles, it can even be said to be extremely inconspicuous.

But Fang Cun knew that as long as he swallowed all these spiritual energy, his body's scales of one yuan could be refined and cultivated into the third level of the True Dragon Cultivation Method.

After using the technique of swallowing the sky and accepting the earth, he could no longer swallow half of the jade coins ore, he filled several Qiankun bags, and then began to swallow spiritual energy, condensing into a small spiritual energy ball in his body.

He sneaked away until he felt someone appear above the ore vein and came to investigate.

Back to the Dongzhong Lake at the bottom of Jianhu, Fangcun took out the fuyu raw stones and set up the formation. Then he opened his mouth and vomited, a hill of jade coins raw stones formed by the fuyu raw ore appeared.

He sat on the hill of Fuyu Yuanmine and took out the small yellow gourd.

After thinking about it, he used this talisman jade rockery to set up a formation to cover up the aura here. He felt that there must be some treasure in this yellow gourd.

Otherwise, Liu Susheng would not have to send it to him at the risk of being discovered.

He estimated that this might be a treasure stolen by Liu Susheng from the Great Saint of the Sea. It is best to be careful so as not to leak out the breath and cause unintentional disasters.

Fortunately, he was cautious and his face turned green when he pulled the gourd of the small gourd.

Because what rushed out of the small gourd was the will of a great saint among the demons, the light of the blood of the demon saint was flashing, instantly rushing out of the gourd's gourd, trying to break through the formation set up in a square inch.

But at this moment, a figure emerged from the small gourd. The figure hung a black ruler in his hand, and knocked the will back directly into the small yellow gourd.

This figure, Gao Guanbo, was tall and mighty, and had a rigid expression, which made Fang Cun stunned.

"Isn't this the Chang of Ningshan?" Fangcun murmured to himself.

After a moment of silence, he realized that Mr. Lu and Liu Susheng knew each other and were brothers from Ning Shanzhu. So, I think that Ning Shanzhu and Lao Liu would definitely not be unfamiliar with each other.

Fangcun thought, and his spiritual sense quietly penetrated into the yellow gourd and found that there were at least two or three thousand kilograms of fine wine in the gourd, but among the wine, there were black wood rising and falling.

Of course, it was not the real black wood, but the blood-stained "Dragon Fur".

From a certain perspective, dragon antler is actually also deer antler.

Because the dragon horn looks the same as the deer antler, the matter and energy contained in the dragon horn are naturally not comparable to those of the deer antler.

The preciousness of this pot of dragon fuchsia wine is self-evident and can be regarded as a priceless treasure.

Fang Cun never expected that Liu Susheng would leave him such a treasure before he left.

When I was secretly devouring the dragon energy in the flying dragon horns on the Huosang Sect, I think about it now that Liu Susheng and Ning Shanzhu must be well aware of this.

Perhaps the old sect leader and Jian Shisan might have found a clue.

"Sure enough, these are all old foxes! I, a fool, even treat others as fools."

Fang Cun sighed secretly and stuffed the small gourd's gourd back.

In the small gourd, there was a formation that helped refine the dragon turtles, and a ray of will of Ningshan Chang suppressed the will of the Black Dragon King, saving him a lot of trouble.

What he has to do now is to continue to practice in seclusion, use these talisman jade stones to refine all the scales of one yuan, and practice them into the third level of practice.
Chapter completed!