The area in front of you is collapsing.

  All the tombs, corpses, and weapon fragments are all blooming in the sun, and pieces of bright light rush out, rushing towards Yang Fang's body,

  At this moment, Yang Fang's body turned into a terrifying sea eye, as if it had become the real beginning of heaven and earth, and his whole body was frantically absorbing the power of the nine-color vortex.

  His aura is rising rapidly, his eyes are indifferent, his body shrinks rapidly from a tall demon form, and returns to its original shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  The originally torn clothes were reborn again in his mind.

  He has a fluttering blue shirt, long hair flying, a majestic face, and strong traces of time on his body, like youth, middle age, or old age.

   Every move is filled with an ancient and long-lasting, pioneering atmosphere.

  In his eyes, there are sun, moon and stars flowing, the chaos of the universe gushing, and the disillusionment of endless worlds.

  He seems to have truly turned into Yuanshi Tianzun!

   has become an ancient existence in Blue Star myths and legends.

  [Yuan Xin] The self-hypnosis of the gods has reached the extreme here.

  How big the heart is, how big the strength is!

  He has never seen a real strong man, but he has read various mythological novels and fantasy novels.

   Know that in all the novels, there is a recognized strongest person in the heavens!

   Yuanshi Tianzun!

  The powerful and unknown aura continued to emanate from Yang Fang's body, which made the Demon Lord show a dignified look and felt the strangeness.

  What kind of situation is this?

  This guy seems to be a different person suddenly.

   "It's interesting, but it's not enough to compete with it."

  The demon lord made an indifferent voice, and slapped it directly with a palm. An extremely huge black light palm appeared instantly, and the black light surged towards Yang Fang.

  In it, a world has evolved, with its own rules, and it has an earth-shattering trend.

However!

  Yang Fang's eyes were indifferent, his eyes opened and closed, and he just glanced coldly.

  Boom!

  A terrifying power burst out from his eyes in an instant, and directly acted on this huge black light palm.

  Boom!

  The sound roared, and the space was turbulent.

  The endless large sand under the feet was flying indiscriminately, making a terrifying roar.

  The huge black light palm was directly shattered by Yang Fang's gaze.

  His clothes fluttered, and he stepped forward, as if walking out of the long river of time and space, bringing waves of waves around him, and each wave of waves evolved into a phantom of the world, with the breath of creation from scratch.

  The surging and powerful energy flow did not hinder his body at all.

  He stepped forward with the soles of his feet, step by step, and the chaotic energy flow automatically dispersed from his body surface.

   Release Buddha and all dharmas without adding body!

  Thousands of kalpas will not harm the body!

   For the first time, the Demon Lord showed surprise.

   Incredible!

This guy···

   It's so abnormal!

  He crushed himself with one look?

  The strange scene made the Demon Lord frown.

   It was as if what he was facing was not Yang Fang, but another ancient and terrifying surviving being.

"who are you?"

  The Demon Lord shouted.

   "Yuanshi Tianzun!"

  Yang Fang's voice is majestic, his clothes are fluttering, and his body is still walking step by step. As before, every time he walks out, there is a long river of time and space manifesting around him, and waves of waves keep rolling.

  Even the phantom outside showed surprise and seriousness.

   "Self-hypnosis."

   He was talking to himself.

  But even if it's self-hypnosis, it can't be hypnotized to this level, right?

  Yuanshi Tianzun···

   What is this existence?

   "No matter what you are, if you change the layout of this seat, this seat will have a fight with you no matter what."

  The Mojun's tone was gloomy, and he stared at Yang Fang closely.

  His body shook, and a terrifying howling sound suddenly came out of his mouth.

  With a bang, countless terrifying demonic energy erupted from the area behind him, billowing and surging, like a black tide, mighty and mighty.

  Each patch of devilish energy is deeply black, terrifyingly black, and shiny black, representing the ultimate blackness between heaven and earth, pure blackness.

   As soon as the devilish energy in his body circulated, huge terrifying shadows emerged from behind him, shaking the heavens and the earth, with a towering body, baring their teeth and claws, roaring non-stop.

  Each phantom is as large as thousands of feet, exuding a terrifying aura comparable to that of a king, and there are dozens of them densely packed.

   For the first time, the Unrivaled Demon Lord showed his true skills!

   Such a scene is simply amazing.

"Roar!"

He screamed again, and took the initiative to rush towards Yang Fang. The endless black air behind him was rolling, and dozens of terrifying ghosts comparable to kings shot together, and the claws were cold, cracking the world. different laws.

  Fallen, Corroded, Rigid, Nightmare, Dreamed, Beheaded, Soul-taken, Time, Space...

   Dozens of profound meanings shrouded Yang Fang's body together.

  Terrorist power, can be called peerless!

but!

  Yang Fang's body is still motionless, his breath is ethereal and lofty, and he is only about two meters tall, but he has a sense of earth-shaking, like a boundless sky, unshakable.

   Facing the terrifying blow of the Demon Lord, his face was indifferent, and the sun, moon and stars were collapsing in his eyes. He raised his right palm, and the world suddenly became groggy, and phantoms of worlds emerged in his palm.

  Every phantom of the world contains a strange power, which can defuse the attacks of dozens of phantoms behind the demon king one by one.

  One world corresponds to one phantom.

  The stormy attack of the Demon Lord disappeared the moment he approached Yang Fang.

  Even the ghosts behind him seemed to be under control, making earth-shattering magic roars.

  At the same time, a heavy pressure enveloped the Mojun's heart.

  Yang Fang's palm hadn't really landed on his head yet, he had already had an illusion, as if he had been hit by this palm, his skull collapsed, his soul collapsed, and his body died tragically.

  He was startled, without even thinking about it, he unfolded his movements and quickly moved away.

   It's just that when he retreated, Yang Fang's body followed him like a shadow.

  No matter how he retreats, the distance from Yang Fang remains the same.

  Yang Fang's pure white jade palm was still slowly stretching out, hitting his head.

  From ancient times to the present!

   The world is so close!

  The demon lord roared loudly, his body was growing rapidly, his demonic energy was surging, his breath was terrifying, and he greeted him directly with his palms, as if he had turned into the sky and devoured everything.

  The terrifyingly huge black palm contains all kinds of horror crises, the sky is falling apart, the space is sunken, and it wants to smash everything with absolute power!

   Click!

  Yang Fang's white palm, which contained the world and covered everything, finally collided with the demon king, and the pressure of his palms' sky' burst, the law collapsed, and the air flow was turbulent.

boom!

  The Demon Lord's body flew upside down on the spot, collapsed in an instant, and slammed into a distance, turning into a mess of chaotic demonic energy, but this chaotic cloud of magical energy soon regrouped.

  Pieces gathered together, and turned into a demon again in a blink of an eye.

  He has a gloomy face, gray temples, a black red robe, his hands drooping naturally, traces of blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he looks at Yang Fang coldly.

   "What unique skills?"

   "Tian Tian Yin!"

  Yang Fang was dressed casually, with a calm tone, and his appearance looked like an old man, middle-aged man, or young man. His whole body was full of time, and he was still walking forward.

   "Flipping the sky... What a move!"

  The Demon Monarch's tone was cold, and behind him, patches of jet-black magic energy surged, mighty and mighty, and quickly transformed into a jet-black banner.

   With a bang, a large black banner appeared in his hand, and in an instant a thick and destructive aura spread out from above, earth-shattering and surging.

   As soon as it appeared, it distorted the space.

  Endless murderous aura permeated the air, and the entire area became turbulent in an instant.

   "God Devouring Banner!"

  Outside the nine-color vortex, the mysterious phantom instantly shot scarlet blood from its eyes, and recognized the mysterious banner, "It turned out to be the ancient God-eating Banner that once refined nearly ten thousand gods!"

  In the period of the ancient gods, there was an unrivaled demon who intended to train a heaven-defying killer, secretly slaughtered the gods, and extracted the soul of the gods to practice the weapon.

  Although it was discovered later and attracted many **** kings to attack together, 90% of that heaven-defying weapon was refined.

  Under World War I, blood flowed.

   Three god-level masters were killed by life and death.

  The unrivaled demon and the heaven-defying weapon in his hand also disappeared.

   Unexpectedly, after countless years, this terrifying banner appeared in the world again.

  The black and cold banner fluttered in the hands of the Demon Lord, as if it represented destruction and death, and there was a kind of extreme terror that permeated the surroundings.

   "I have spent enough time with you today, no matter what eccentricities you have, you are doomed to find it difficult to escape your established fate!"

  The demon lord bit the god's flag with his palm, and his tone was cold.

   Wow!

  The jet-black ancient banner in his hand suddenly waved, and swept towards Yang Fang, and the monstrous jet-black demonic energy surged out quickly, shaking the heavens and the earth.

  Amidst the endless devilish energy, phantoms of ancient gods appeared instantly.

   densely packed, boundless, there are thousands of figures.

   Every ancient **** is the elite of the elite.

  They emerged, walking in unison, trapped Yang Fang, and even performed the unrivaled killing technique at the same time.

  This magic flag really has the power to destroy the world!

  In the era of later generations, it is difficult to meet even a god.

  Thousands of them directly appeared here.

   It's like the age of the ancient gods, coming back again.

   Just a light roll of the banner is equivalent to thousands of ancient gods making a move together. This space boiled instantly and shook violently.

  If it weren’t for this space where the essence of Dao Fruit is located, where countless corpses and weapons from ancient times are gathered, with a special structure, I’m afraid this space will really be shattered.

   Even so, Yang Fang, who was in the middle of the phantoms of thousands of gods, directly sensed a boundless and terrifying killing intent.

  A feeling of being about to be refined surged in his mind, almost knocking him out of self-hypnosis.

   But Yang Fang focused his eyes and quickly recovered. Behind him, the chaotic aura surged, and golden lotus flowers bloomed. Pieces of chaotic aura and golden lotus flowers emerged everywhere, firmly protecting him in the middle.

  All the attacks hit him, causing his body to shake violently, his blood surging, and his body was almost knocked out!

  The power of the ancient God-eating Banner cannot be judged by common sense.

  However, Yang Fang reacted extremely quickly.

  After being almost knocked over, his body shook violently, and a huge banner suddenly emerged from the chaotic atmosphere behind him. It was golden, engraved with runes, and circulated the ancient atmosphere of returning to the original and opening up the world.

  Pangu Banner!

  He grabbed the big flag and shook it suddenly, a more terrifying aura burst out in an instant, overwhelming the countless gods in front of him.

  How big is the heart, how strong is the strength!

  At this moment, I am Yuanshi Tianzun!

   All gods and demons, suppress them all!

  Boom!

   There was an earth-shattering terrifying roar.

  Pangu Banner and God Devouring Banner, two terrifying killers that were completely different in time and space, collided directly.

   Just like Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong!

   Click!

The soul shadows of gods and gods are like made of porcelain. One face is covered with cracks, and then shattered directly, and quickly dissipated. Pieces of heaven and earth are opened up. The power swept out by the God Devouring Banner severely affected the Demon Lord's body amidst the drastic change in his expression.

   With a loud bang, the Demon Lord's body flew across the spot and hit the distance, turning into a large cloud of demon energy again.

   Then pieces of magic energy quickly reorganized to form his body again.

  God-eating Banner also resumed access again.

  The countless shadows that had been swept away were recovering again, gathering around him again.

   "What kind of weapon is this, and who are you?"

  The Demon Lord spoke again and began to doubt life.

   "Yuanshi Tianzun!"

  Yang Fang's tone was indifferent, holding a Pangu banner, and the river of time was mighty and mighty around him, constantly washing away.

   "What Yuanshi Tianzun, I have never heard of it!"

  The Demon Lord shouted angrily.

   "It doesn't matter, from now until you die, you will remember it."

  Yang Fang opened his mouth, his voice neither happy nor angry, and he continued to move forward. The Pangu flag in his hand shook violently again, and another terrifying power broke out, vast and mighty, rushing towards the body of the Demon Lord.

  The demon lord roared, and endless magic light burst out from all over his body. He hugged the God-eating Banner, shook it desperately, controlled nearly ten thousand gods, and quickly swept towards Yang Fang.

  Boom!

   There was a loud thunder-like sound directly between the two.

  Pieces of space are distorted, and the earth is shattered.

  Countless corpses were flying around.

  The treasure fragments all over the sky were also shot in all directions.

  The battle between the two is unimaginable.

  However, even though the demon king has pushed the God-eating Banner to the extreme, he still can't get any benefits in front of the 'Yuanshi Tianzun', and he is firmly suppressed.

   Slices of terrifying power shattered and swept his body away, and all his attacks were like child's play.

  After experiencing dozens of times, the Demon Lord is almost going crazy.

  He is a majestic demon king through the ages, in charge of the Banner of Devouring God, but he was suppressed by an unknown guy, how could he be reconciled?

  Even the phantoms outside the nine-color vortex showed surprise again.

   "Yuanshi Tianzun... Yuanshi Tianzun, who is this?"

   In the age of ancient gods, is there really such a powerful man?

"Roar!"

  The demon lord let out an extremely ear-piercing roar again, and his body reorganized again in the distance.

   After all, this body of his is not his real body, but just a force that he differentiated. After dozens of consecutive collapses, it can no longer be maintained.

  He was very angry. If it shattered a few more times, this clone would be completely destroyed.

   And the opponent will also take the opportunity to eliminate his mark!

  He never thought that he would face failure.

  Yang Fang's face was indifferent, neither happy nor sad, he was still moving forward, and the banner in his hand continued to roll forward.

  The other party is not the real body, and he is not the real Yuan Shi.

  Yuanshi was just a mythical figure, he didn't know what kind of means he had, all he knew was Pangu Banner.

   But the power of the Pangu Banner depends entirely on his imagination.

  As strong as he imagined, he will be as strong as he really is!

   Wow!

   Another violent shake.

  The demon lord let out a roar, and his body was sent flying again, collapsing.

  Countless demonic energy gathered again to form his body again.

   "I'll be back!"

  His tone was cold, and he looked at Yang Fang.

   Then without waiting for a moment, rolled up the God-eating Banner, and quickly rushed out of the nine-color vortex.

   This avatar was condensed by him with great difficulty. If it is lost here, it will consume thousands of years of skill. At the same time, he will also lose his monitoring of this continent, which is equivalent to digging out his eyes.

  But just as he broke out of the nine-color vortex, a sudden change occurred.

  The previous ghost rushed past, and the sound of chains rattled all over his body, which was extremely ear-piercing, with a terrifying breath, raised a huge light palm, and directly slashed fiercely at the demon king.

  Boom!

boom!

  The clone of the demon king was defeated on the spot, and turned into endless turbulent flow of devil energy again, pouring fiercely into the nine-color vortex.

   These demonic qi are gathering rapidly, wanting to reorganize the body, bursts of angry roars come out directly from this piece of demonic qi.

   "You dare to plot against me, roar..."

  He was going crazy!

   At the critical moment, he was plotted against by that mysterious shadow!

  The horrible palm contained unimaginable power, which prevented the Demon Lord's body from reorganizing as easily as before, rolling in the waves, and constantly gathering towards the middle.

  Yang Fang seized the opportunity and shook the Pangu flag violently again.

   Wow!

  The space was distorted, and the black magic energy transformed by the demon king was suddenly enveloped by an extremely terrifying force, and bursts of terrifying breaths that opened up the world came out one after another.

"Roar···"

  The demon lord's roar kept ringing, deafening, echoing in this area, still struggling with all his might.

   But it was a pity that he was plotted against by that phantom, lost his initiative, and even the God-eating Banner was sent flying.

   Without the God Devouring Banner in hand, it is naturally impossible to resist the power of the Pangu Banner.

   "Yang Fang, you can't escape, and I will come back. When I get out of trouble, you will eventually become a part of me!"

  The demon lord's roar kept coming.

  Pfft!

  His avatar quickly disintegrated, turned into endless energy turbulence, and was refined by Pangu Banner.

   Pieces of incomparably terrifying energy turbulence surged in this area, mighty and mighty, shaking the heavens and the earth.

  Yang Fang's body finally stopped.

   This violently turbulent area also began to slowly return to normal.

His eyes looked at the God-devouring Banner left by the demon lord, and he grabbed the God-devouring Banner in his hand, but the moment he made a move, the God-devouring Banner suddenly lost control and broke through the void directly. Disappeared in an instant.

   "The Banner of Devouring God has been refined by the Demon Lord, and his body is still alive. You can't keep this banner."

   Outside the nine-color vortex, the mysterious phantom opened his mouth again.

  Yang Fang frowned, and finally stepped out of the nine-color vortex.

  But just as he walked out of the nine-color vortex, the power of the 'Yuanshi Tianzun' who was originally vast and terrifying suddenly began to dissipate rapidly, returning to nothingness in a mighty way.

  He himself recovered from the self-hypnosis all at once.

  Yang Anxin was startled, and looked at the nine-color vortex again.

   Is self-hypnosis possible only in the nine-color vortex?

  Out of the nine-color vortex, the power will disappear.

   "The pure essence of Dao fruit can't make you exert too much power. The prerequisite for you to hypnotize yourself is that you must be in the temple."

  The mysterious phantom spoke.

   "In the temple?"

  Yang Fang opened his mouth and suddenly realized.

   No wonder the mysterious old man wanted to let himself enter the fallen temple.

  It turned out that he had already seen that the essence of Dao fruit was hidden in his body.

   Only by entering the temple, can I borrow the power of the essence of Dao fruit to get rid of the imprint on my body.

  Suddenly, Yang Fang closed his eyes and looked inside, sweeping toward the depths of his soul.

   In the deepest part of his soul, the x-shaped imprint originally belonging to the Demon Lord was slowly dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then dissipated little by little.

   until it disappears completely!

  But the other two marks next to it are still there.

  Sword Demon and Ancient Buddha!

  Yang Anxin's heart was surging, but he was no longer panic and helpless like before.

  Fighting against the Demon Lord today made him realize many things.

   Facing these ancient existences, he is not hopeless.

  The essence of Daoguo is hidden in his body. This is the biggest treasure, which can make him improve rapidly in a short period of time.

  Besides, both Sword Demon and Ancient Buddha are in worse condition than Demon King!

   They were all badly wounded!

   This is your chance.

  From then on, the offense and defense can change shape!

  As you become stronger, you can even find their lair and forcefully eliminate their marks!

   "Thank you senior for pointing out the maze, without the help of the senior, the junior will definitely not escape!"

  Yang Fang calmed down, walked up to the mysterious phantom, arched his hands, and said.

   "Let's go, this is not the place for you, get out of here!"

   Specter's tone was cold, and his attitude changed drastically.

   "Senior, junior and..."

   "Go now!"

   Specter shouted coldly.

   "Yes, senior, but where should this junior go?"

  Yang Fang asked.

  He appeared here through the fragments of the divine mirror before, and now he may have to rely on the fragments of the divine mirror to get out, but another fragment of the divine mirror is guarded by this phantom, so he must say hello.

"There!"

  The phantom raised his finger and pointed at the fragment of the magic mirror not far away.

  Yang Fang had no choice but to nod, and walked out.

  Even though he still had countless questions in his mind, he didn't dare to ask rashly at this moment.

  Not in the nine-color vortex, even if he hypnotizes himself, it is impossible to exert the power of 'Yuanshi Tianzun'.

   The nine-color vortex cooperates with the temple to make his dream come true.

  So it is simply unrealistic to fight the phantom now.

  The phantom's back and forth attitude is like two different people, with no expression of emotion or anger.

   "Don't wait too long after you go out, there are many dangers in the temple, if you stay a moment longer, you will die!"

   Specter's tone was cold, pointing intentionally.

   "Thank you!"

  Yang Fang nodded again, and finally walked towards the fragments of the magic mirror.

brush!

   Light and shadow flashed, as if passing through endless space.

  His body appeared before a thick black mist again.

  Yang Fang looked up, and saw that this place was exactly where he stayed before.

  The stone palace just now was indeed inside the black mist.

  Yang Fang was thoughtful, bowed his hands towards the black mist again, turned around immediately, and rushed to the distance.

   This time, he never encountered the previous incident similar to the ghost hitting the wall.

  Rushing out all the way, the whole area is endlessly desolate, full of dilapidated ruins, dry and cracked earth, there is a feeling of boundless loneliness and bleakness.

   In a blink of an eye!

  Yang Fang has rushed out for an unknown distance.

   He breathed out lightly, his heart heavy.

  How big is the interior of the fallen temple.

  The place where the phantom was just now doesn't seem to be the core yet.

  He walked here, feeling completely lost.

  Yang Fang came to his senses and started to run the causal line directly, and invisible thin lines extended from the area of ​​his eyes, densely packed, rushing towards the endless void in the distance.

  He is using cause and effect to deduce the exit.

  But suddenly, Yang Xin was startled.

  A strong feeling of being watched suddenly came from behind him.

  Yang Fang suddenly turned around.

   Cause and effect are intertwined, and invisible thin lines surge behind him.

  Three or four miles away from him, a transparent shadow stood quietly, looking coldly at him.

   "Any other creatures?"

   No!

more than one!

   After that transparent shadow appeared, next to him, another transparent shadow appeared one after another, with cold eyes, like ghosts, looking at him from a distance.

  A strong sense of crisis came directly to Yang Xin's mind.

  He turned and left without thinking.

   It's just that the sense of crisis followed him like a shadow, as if something rushed towards him quickly.

   "Presumptuous!"

  He opened his mouth to stop drinking, and a seven-color vortex appeared in the area above his head, spinning violently, exuding destructive and terrifying power, isolating all prying eyes.

  Yang Fang's sense of crisis quickly disappeared.

  But he didn't dare to stay for a long time, but continued to move forward along the guidance of the causal line.

   His mind surged rapidly, and various thoughts appeared.

  Before outside the temple, the evil spirit I encountered seemed to have escaped from the temple.

  These transparent phantoms are the prototypes of evil spirits?

  Yang Fang's heart sank, and he continued to charge forward.

  During this process, those transparent phantoms began to attack him, screaming one by one, and rushed towards him quickly.

  Yang Fang's seven-color glow quickly swept out and fell towards these transparent shadows.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

   There were deafening roars, and transparent phantoms were swept into the seven-color vortex by him.

  Yang Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

   Fortunately, these transparent phantoms are not as terrifying as evil ghosts.

  They are more than one or two worse than the evil spirits outside.

  If there is such a power as the evil ghost, he must be in danger today.

  However, Yang Fang did not dare to stay for a long time, fearing that it would lead to other terrifying existences.

   Right now, he just wants to leave this place desperately.

  Rushing all the way, large swathes of ruins passed under his feet, desolate, long-lasting, and destructive power spread here, Yang Fang felt like running alone in the wasteland of doomsday.

   I don't know how long it has passed.

  Suddenly!

"Roar!"

   There were bursts of earth-shattering roars directly from the far front, and the space seemed to shake, and the ground shook violently.

  The strong evil spirit erupted in front of him, like a volcano.

  Yang Fang's expression changed, and he stopped suddenly.

Danger!

  This is... the king!

  He didn't dare to move on, but quickly recovered his breath and disappeared into hiding.

  Because the direction of the sound sounded, it seemed to be in the entrance area of ​​the temple.

   An unimaginable creature is stuck there.

   Recklessly, Yang Fang was unwilling to fight with the opponent.

  Maybe hiding for a while, the other party will leave.

   Time passes.

  He quietly hid in a shadow, his body was almost perfect.

  During this process, the terrifying aura ahead did not dissipate, but continued to increase one after another, as if one unknown existence after another gathered at the gate of the stone hall.

   Every terrifying existence will make an extremely deafening sound,

  However, they seem to be constrained by the power of the temple, unable to really rush out, they can only gather there, roaring non-stop.

   Just like that, they gather for a while and leave for a while.

  The area ahead is always filled with terror.

   Another period of time passed.

  Suddenly, a deafening roar sounded.

"Roar···"

  The billowing evil spirit burst out, pressing towards the front gate area, flying sand and rocks, the space was turbulent, and the entire stone palace world seemed to be in turmoil, accompanied by the ear-splitting sound of chains, clattering.

  Suddenly, the group of terrifying creatures that had gathered at the gate all showed panic, and quickly dispersed, fleeing separately.

  Intense magic energy rolled over the Shimen area.

   The sound of rattling chains kept ringing.

   "It's that mysterious phantom, he came out of the stone palace?"

  Yang Fang was delighted.

  With that mysterious phantom present, he must be able to leave this place.

  He immediately approached the front quickly.

   not long.

  Yang Fang really saw the front, a large black mist was surging, mighty, like a tide, and the ear-piercing sound of chains inside kept ringing.

  A dark and indistinct terrifying shadow, entangled in heavy chains, stood behind the gate, with cold eyes, looking coldly outside the gate of the temple.

  A small gap seems to separate two worlds.

  Isolate him from the outside world forever!

Sudden!

  He had an induction, turned his head suddenly, a pair of scarlet eyes looked directly at the black shadow that Yang Fang turned into, and shot out two magic lights.

   "It's you, you haven't left yet?"

  Yang Fang's body was revealed again, with a wry smile, he cupped his hands and said, "Forgive me, senior, this place was blocked by creatures before, and this junior doesn't feel too close!"

   "You go!"

   Specter's tone was cold, and he gave way to a path.

   "Thank you, senior!"

  Yang felt relieved, and cupped his hands again, but quickly rushed towards the gap in the stone gate.

brush!

   With a flash of his body, he rushed out of the stone gate completely.

   Then, without stopping to take a step, he continued to charge forward until he was far away from the area of ​​seven or eight miles before stopping again.

   At this moment, it is already the middle of the night.

  The sky and the earth are dark, and the moonlight is like water.

   There was no sound from all directions.

  Yang Fang turned around and looked towards the stone palace again.

  Through the gap in the stone gate, one can vaguely see the black mist surging inside, and a blurry phantom looking coldly towards the outside...

  Yang Fang turned around and left, quickly disappearing here.

  His seven-color vortex has swallowed more than ten masters before, and when this group of people is completely refined, they should not be far from the king.

   At that time, you can find the previous few people to settle accounts one by one.

   "Three-Eyed Evil Lord, Dongli Old Monster, Desire Extinguishing Demon Lord, you all have to wait for me!"

  Yang Fang whispered.

  ···

   It's the beginning of the month.

   Ask for a monthly pass!

   Now it seems to be double.

  Brothers, give me some strength~~

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