The mosquito person still urged Fang Yue to say: "If there is anything, contact me and don't act rashly! This **** calamity is very big, and I need to prepare for the Bingren League as soon as possible!"

The mosquitoes said, and then left!

Fang Yue watched the mosquito person leave, and once again looked up in the direction of Tianque City covered by billions of blood-colored beams.

At this moment, there is very little life in the entire Tianque City, and few people can survive the sharpening of the sword and soldiers evolved from this scarlet beam! Even if the sword soldier is defeated, the blood-colored beam that this sword soldier has evolved can still be deadly!

But for ordinary people, the restricted area of ​​life is a blessed place in Fang Yue's eyes!

"Lin Mu, wait here to refine the pill! I'll take a walk in Tianque City to see if I can gain anything!"

Fang Yue's smile was brilliant, something he suddenly thought of! If the human race and the dark demons around Tianque City died because of the **** calamity, wouldn't their weapons and treasures all become his personal collection? Especially the so-called heritage in Tianque City is even more impressive! If you can get all of it in your bag, this is definitely a fortune!

"Fang Yue, be careful!"

Lin Mu watched Fang Yue leave. Since Fang Yue sent out the clutch pill, Lin Mu has been completely convinced by Fang Yue.

Even the Lin family might not be able to come up with such a precious pill to continue his life!

For practitioners, longevity is the most important thing!

Fang Yue nodded, and at the same time his figure was already submerged in blood!

Fang Yue marched forward, constantly condensing **** weapons!

However, these blood-colored weapons are only the level of the leader realm. Although their magical powers are different, they can be suppressed at will in Fang Yue's point of view!

But this time, Fang Yue did not refine these blood-colored swordsmen, but after the suppression, they were all sealed in a different dimension space!

Fang Yue's recent refining of flesh and blood power is a bit excessive, and he needs a solid foundation! Otherwise, it is easy to cause problems with this physical body, breaking the boundary one after another!

With a "swish", a blood-colored poison needle at the pinnacle level of the leader realm pierced out of the void. This poison needle was a length of a long, extremely sharp, and everything was broken!

Fang Yue raised his hand to suppress, sealed the poisonous needle, and threw it into a different dimension!

However, he was not relaxed, instead he showed a solemn expression!

This poisonous needle was not condensed against him, but appeared long ago in this world!

"Could it be that those blood-colored weapons will not disappear after killing a creature, and will they still drift in this world?"

Fang Yue thought carefully and felt that his guess was not impossible! But if this is the case, then everything is terrible!

Ordinary practitioners are okay, if the creatures of the virtual fairyland and even the true fairyland die in battle, what level should the scarlet blades they leave behind!

The color of green pine on Fang Yue's face disappeared! Replaced by a touch of solemnity!

He thought of this **** calamity too simple before! It is not that he has cultivated blood nerves to be able to run wild in this world!

"There is a piece of clothes scattered here, but the owner of the clothes is gone!"

Fang Yue saw a torn shirt lying on the ground under his feet!

Thinking of the menacing Scarlet Poison Needle just now, he couldn't help but feel a little speculation in his heart!

If what I expected is not bad, this clothes was originally a cultivator at the leader level of the Dark Demon race. He was killed by a **** poisonous needle, and now only a piece of clothing is left!

Fang Yue muttered to himself, there was a flash of light in his eyes, he opened the clothes on the ground, weapons and storage bags and landed on the ground! Fang Yue put it away and became his own trophy, and then he continued to penetrate into the scope of Tianque City, and the blood-colored light beam became stronger and stronger!

The blood-colored light beam condensed into the weapon more powerful, and at the beginning it was like Fang Yue's realm, but the closer to the inside of the Tianque City, the higher the level of the weapon brewed by the blood-colored light beam.

When Fang Yue walked to a place 800 kilometers away from Tianque City, the soldiers condensed by the blood-colored light beams he was facing had reached the level of the Saint Realm! Moreover, the number of scarlet swords freed around showed a geometric multiple of increasing, Fang Yue's suppression became more and more exhausted!

"How many soldiers did the Black Demon Race send to besiege Tianque City! They are afraid that they are desperate!"

Fang Yue muttered to himself! There was a helpless look on his face.

He had already suppressed hundreds of scarlet weapons in less than a hundred kilometers! This still chose to walk in one direction, just a scarlet weapon on the road!

However, in addition, the number of storage bags he harvested is also quite large!

In addition to storage bags and various weapons, Fang Yue also occasionally picked up corpses. These corpses were all black demon or human masters who defeated the blood-colored swords and smashed them, but they were eventually transformed into blood-colored swords. The blood rushed into the tribe!

A layer of weird patterns appeared on their bodies, and the whole person was in a state of being born and not being born!

Their breath is weak but long, as if experiencing an unspeakable transformation!

Fang Yue picked up hundreds of dead bodies.

Fang Yue was very cautious about the handling of these corpses. He directly gave the corpses to the deity and sealed it in the space of the stone pendant.

This stone falling space can form a world by itself.

The time and space are all solidified and eternal, no one can break it with the help of external force!

"Unexpectedly, there are people besides me who can set foot on this battlefield! It's really rare and rare!"

In the distance, a white-clothed youth at the level of a saint came walking along, he grew lotus step by step, with nine auras behind his head.

This is the arrogance of a human race, with a low realm, but the aura of breath is as deep as an abyss.

The blood-colored blades condensed out in the air and attacked him, but this young man was smashed to pieces at random, and the blood stream was introduced into the circles of brilliance behind his head!

These nine halos are holy and weird!

Its breath is deep, like an abyss like a prison, the blood-colored light beam falls into it, like a clay cow into the sea, dissipating, I don't know if it has been refined or sealed, waiting for the future to be taken out of it!

"I'm just a scavenger, I can't get into the eyes of big people!"

Fang Yue arched his hands and showed a bitter smile.

Fang Yue guessed that most of the people in front of him were descendants of a certain great religion of the underworld human race, either the saint son or the quasi saint son!

Otherwise, it is impossible for him to have such a monstrous cultivation base and walk in this **** calamity at will.

"Fellow Daoist is too modest! Which of the cultivators who can walk in this **** calamity will be mundane? If it weren't for my special practice of this sutra, which can restrain the **** beam, I would not dare to break into this **** light easily Among the calamity! This **** calamity is very terrifying. In this underworld, since ancient times, there have been only nine times in the ancient books! Each calamity will cause incalculable casualties! This **** calamity has not yet been born. It spreads completely, I want to explore the mystery, resolve the calamity, and benefit the creatures of the underworld!"

The boy in white has red lips and white teeth, green silk hanging down his waist, his face is red and white, like an immortal!

"I don't know how to call friends?"

Fang Yue feels that this white-clothed boy is aloof, his temperament is extraordinary, and he must be a character with a lot of history.

"Huntian Sect prepares the Saint-Tianchi!"

The white-clothed boy introduced himself, and Fang Yue quickly searched the information in his mind. There are many information records in his mind about Huntian Sect!

This is an ancient sect, and the supreme figures in the sect are in charge. Although this sect is not a first-class power in the underworld, it can be regarded as a reputation among second-rate powers!

"I have seen the prospective son!"

Fang Yue held a fist to Tianchi Yaoyao, with a respectful attitude!

Those who can walk in this **** catastrophe will be extraordinary in the future.

"You're welcome! I don't know the origin of fellow Daoist?"

Tianchi's smile was very kind, and he began to inquire about Fang Yue's origins.

"Renmeng, Fang Yue!"

Fang Yue introduced himself with the League of People.

The League of Humans can be regarded as one of the top forces in the human race. Although it is not the only one, it is definitely a big tree.

However, the identities of the members of the League are mixed, with different levels of status. Just being a League of People’s identity may not be respected!

"It turned out to be fellow Taoist Fang Yue!"

Tianchi did not show a look of further exploration, and immediately after, he said worriedly.

"Now that this **** catastrophe has come, it represents another reincarnation of the underworld. Where will the future road of the underworld go? I can't wait for it! I just hope to gain something from this **** catastrophe, and wait for the future. , You and I will jointly advise, get a glimpse of insight, and contribute to the human race!"

Fang Yue nodded and agreed to go with Tianchi!

Fang Yue's first impression felt that this Tianchi was not bad, at least his temperament was dusty, more than ordinary creatures!

Moreover, if Fang Yue only fights alone, he may not be able to go too far in this blood-colored world, because the closer it is to Tianque City, the stronger the weapon will be when the blood-colored light manifests.

"Human ants, hey!"

Fang Yue and Tianchi walked side by side. The two of them had just walked hundreds of meters away when they met a sage-level practitioner from the Black Demon Race. He sneered provocatively at each other, Yue and Tianchi!

Behind this black demon clan saint practitioner, there are four or five shadows accompanying them. These shadows are very vague, making people unable to see the specific outline. He is like a ghost walking on the earth, which makes people a little suffocating. a feeling of!

"The Hei Bufan of the Black Demon Race, a very special Tianjiao, who had personally slain the powerhouse of the Great Sacred Realm when he was in the Master Realm level. Now I am afraid that the level of entering the Saint Realm is even more extraordinary!"

Tianchi briefly introduced the origin and identity of this black extraordinary, and his voice was slightly solemn!

Hei Bufan looked at Fang Yue and Tianchi, his eyes were full of mockery and mockery.

His feet are not touching the ground, giving people a kind of dust like immortals, but there are wisps of black mist around his extraordinary black body, which is extraordinarily rich and has a feeling of inability to dissolve it!