"How could this be?"

The group of more than a dozen monks were about to join forces to attack Fang Gui, but they were suddenly shocked and the formation was in chaos. At this moment, Fang Gui had already rushed into them. The sword stabbed the disciple of Jindan monk. He was expressionless, and his sword fell, quickly slashing four or five fellow disciples. During this period, he also gave Fang Gui a calm look.

Fang Gui was slightly stunned and had no time to delay. He quickly passed through these people. In the chaos, no one had time to stop him. It was originally a way blocking his way, but in the blink of an eye it became his barrier. In the chaos, the Nascent Souls behind him were also blocked by these chaotic people. When they moved, they suddenly distanced themselves from Fang Gui.

"It's not that easy to escape!"

A Nascent Soul monk gritted his teeth and flew into the sky in an instant, and a magic weapon came from afar.

"Turn west!"

The little magician's voice was reminding him urgently.

If you turn west, you will be intercepted again, but Fang Gui no longer cared about it and rushed westward. His figure was like lightning. After only a few feet later, he suddenly saw two big-sleeved monks coming over. The eyes of the two were looking at Fang Gui, but unexpectedly, just as they were about to approach, one of them suddenly pointed in the air and shouted: "Brother, this person is my life and death revenge!"

As he was talking, he had already gritted his teeth and sacrificed his magic weapon and attacked the person chasing Fang Gui in the air.

His companions were stunned, but the two had a life-long friendship. When they saw that he took action, they had to follow him.

However, the Nascent Soul Cultivator in the air who was chasing Fang Gui was stunned. When did he have such two more life and death revenge? The magic weapon had already attacked him. Without time to think about it, he could only sacrifice his magical powers to resist it first, and then the three of them immediately fought in the air.

"The little dragon is there..."

A group of ghosts and gods stepped on the sea and rushed towards Fang Gui, with a roaring wind.

But suddenly a monk from afar saw that the commander among the monks was also a handsome young man. When he saw this scene, he immediately shouted: "The ghosts and gods in the palace do evil things. Today we meet on a narrow road, and fight with them!"

This group of monks thought to themselves, isn’t their Taoist throne cooperating with the Zun Mansion?

But the True Master Brother had already spoken, so he didn't have time to think about this, so he could only bite the bullet and rush up with him.

"roar……"

The Saint Lord of Baixiang pursued him relentlessly, but he was about to catch Fang Gui, and someone behind him shouted loudly: "Uncle saved me..."

The Saint Lord Baixiang heard that this was his nephew's call for help, and quickly turned around to rescue him. However, he ran for more than ten miles, but only saw that his nephew was actually leading people to surround and kill a great ghost in the palace. He suddenly became angry and smoked from his orifices, but he was helpless.

Elder Dongtuzheng saw Fang Gui and was about to chase him, but suddenly he was attacked by a magic weapon.

I quickly turned around and blocked it, but found that it was the magic weapon of a great monk from a certain sect who took off his hand and accidentally hit him.

The snow girl in the Zun Mansion was surrounded by unintentional frost, and her body changed for no reason. She chased Fang Gui the most. Seeing that everyone else was affected, she was overjoyed. Her body suddenly rushed into the air and wanted to take it down at Fang Gui. The figures around her were shaking, and there were actually seventeen or eighteen disciples of the immortal sect who seemed completely unfamiliar. At this time, she was desperate to attack herself.

The snow girl was furious, and the frost was pouring out, freezing them into ice sculptures one by one.

But these little immortal disciples were actually fearless and even if they were torn to pieces in the next moment, they would entangle her.

"What's going on? These people are all stupid?"

The snow girl made up her mind to kill all the people around her. When she looked at Fang Gui, she no longer knew where she had gone.

After a while, Fang Gui had escaped hundreds of feet away in an instant. An extremely strange scene appeared in the battlefield. At this time, he turned east and west, and seemed aimless, running away with his head in his arms. Sometimes, he obviously rushed to some dead ends that were blocked by others. However, no matter where he rushed, there would inevitably be chaos in that place. Whether those who knew him or those who did not know him, they all intentionally or unintentionally, causing a chaos that caused him, which almost saved him in the state of dying.

The entire battlefield became even more chaotic with these variables everywhere.

...

...

"Is this the ability of the Chess Palace?"

Fang Gui himself was also shocked and had never had such an experience.

It actually seemed that no matter where I went, someone would stand up and deliberately or not to block the disaster for me.

Such a chaotic battlefield was the most dangerous place, but with the help of these people, it suddenly became a place that made him feel like a fish in water. His figure turned east and west, sometimes dived, sometimes soared away from most of the dangers, and he was actually approaching the edge of this battlefield, and he could escape from this Shura field on the sea.

But at this moment, two gazes looked in his direction in the void in the east.

The eyes swept across this extremely chaotic battlefield, and saw those who suddenly changed their attitudes, who died without hesitation, or rushed towards the monks of their fellow disciples around them without hesitation, and frowned slightly and said, "Has the Chess Palace taken action?"

A person beside him said lightly: "Who else has such strange means besides the Chess Palace?"

In their vision, several figures had appeared in the battlefield, each with big sleeves floating in the air, dressed in simple clothes, and seemed to have an orthodox fortune on his body. They glanced slightly and then rushed towards the direction where Fang Gui was. Wherever they passed, the big sleeves fluttered gently, and naturally, they rolled out countless people who were intentionally or unintentionally blocked in front of them, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

As they saw that the distance between them and Fang Gui was getting closer infinitely.

"Um?"

Seeing Fang Gui, who was about to rush out of the battlefield, he suddenly felt a sense in his heart. He turned around quickly and saw the three people.

"Dongtu Yuanying?"

As soon as he saw these three people, Fang Gui immediately understood their identities.

Some of the auras of people in the practice of Dongtu are originally something that cannot be learned from other places no matter what.

Seeing them rushing towards him quickly, Fang Gui felt a little anxious and clenched his fists hard. But at this moment, the little magician's words rang out in his sea of ​​consciousness again: "Don't worry about them, keep moving forward..."

Fang Gui's heart was terrified, and he immediately turned around and rushed forward, jumped, and plunged into the sea.

Rumble!

At this moment, the three East-land monks waved their sleeves and rushed towards them.

If an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator was fighting head-on, Fang Gui didn't know whether he had the power to fight, but at such a distance, he was still very sure to avoid the opponent's magical powers. But now, the one who took the attack was Dongtu cultivator. As they were a hundred feet away, Fang Gui felt that the air around him had been drained, like three mountains pressing above his head.

"What should I do this time?"

Fang Gui resisted the urge to turn around to resist, but just gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

He knew that if he turned around and resisted, his speed would slow down no matter what he did and would be suppressed by those three people immediately. So at this point, he could only grit his teeth and give up everything, and listen to the disciples of the Chess Palace. Let's fight this game...

"Crazy..."

When the three magical powers attacked, even the sea water had torn out two huge holes and quickly approached Fang Gui.

On Fang Gui's back, he could already feel the qi that the other party's magical powers were rolling up.

My heart also reached my throat!

Now he is completely unprepared. Once he is swept by the other party, he will immediately be seriously injured!

Then at this moment, a little magician suddenly came from Fang Gui's ears: "Sink!"

Fang Gui suddenly moved his strength around him and hurriedly sank towards the bottom of the sea below. Until this time, he had the energy to see clearly. Now, under the guidance of the white official through the little magician, he turned left and right, and had actually returned to the sky above the Crystal Palace of the North Sea Dragon Palace. Now the Crystal Palace has been pushed down and collapsed by people from all sides. All kinds of rare and rare plays fell to the ground. You can still see countless monks, even the Dragon Palace's own people, desperately swept various rare plays and fled out...

The place where Fang Gui fell was the square in front of the Crystal Palace. It was a hard white jade floor with a stone platform. If it fell into this square, Fang Gui would not be seriously injured and would be blocked and would be suppressed by the East Tu monk in an instant!

But Fang Gui didn't expect that his body was so sharp that he fell straight to the stone platform. A strange scene appeared. The stone platform actually had endless ripples, directly swallowing Fang Gui's figure. Then, suddenly, there were lights intertwined everywhere in the Crystal Palace, exploding, causing a piece of land. The entire Crystal Palace rumbling, the house collapsed, and the rolling smoke rose up, filling the sea water.

For a moment, the entire Crystal Palace was filled with chaotic array lights and smoke filled with gunpowder in the sea. The divine lights were raging within hundreds of miles. I don’t know how many sea monsters would be torn into pieces in an instant, and everything became like chaos...

Crazy...

The three East-Turk monks suddenly appeared on the ruins of the Crystal Palace the next moment, looking shocked and angry: "Has he escaped?"

Not to mention vision, even spiritual consciousness cannot be detected!

In the chaos, how can they find Fang Gui?

Why do such changes occur?

They all looked at the east sky with confusion!

The three figures in the eastern sky were not real, but shadows that appeared faintly, but they could also be seen that their expressions at this time had slightly changed. One of the old men said lightly: "The formation in the crystal palace has been destroyed by our people. Why does it still hide a moving formation? And it was so coincidental that it was used by this disciple of Taibai Sect?"

"It seems that I also have people from the Chess Palace in Dongtu!"
Chapter completed!