"Is the true biography of Baihuagu crazy?"

At this time, within the Eight Waste Cloud Platform, Fang Yuan woke up in a state of serious coma. ?　WwW.suimeng.lā

It seems that the Elixir of Baihuagu is very effective, and the fireball fruit he refined before is also very fascinating, which makes him swallow the three-turn mad devil, and use the physical body of the dark wound. After Shi exhibited that amazing sword, the injury was not out of control, and he woke up after only three days of sleep.

It's just that, even if he is awake now, he finds that he really doesn't have the power to fight now. Unlike before, he could pretend to be casual, but now the secret injury has developed into an open injury, and it is even harder to sit up!

He heard the disciples of Xiaozhufeng telling about what was happening outside. He also stunned slightly, and some understood.

"The disciple of Yuan surnamed Yuan of the 100 Flower Valley is terrible. His cultivation behavior is even stronger than that of the foundation. I really don’t know how he did it. What’s more terrible is that now he is really crazy, facing the immortal The disciples, actually killed mercilessly. And now the outside world, the monsters have begun to gather again, and they seem to be attacking again, but those monsters actually turned a blind eye to him..."

"If it is really time for the monster to attack again, the two will add up, and the Eight Waste Cloud Terrace will certainly not be able to keep it, all of us..."

"...I am afraid to die in this ghost place!"

Sister Qiao Qiao's face was extremely pale, just what she said, but she felt speechless.

Died in this ghost place...

She has forgotten how many times she said...

Because this trial, especially for Xiaozhufeng, is really dangerous...

It's just that she didn't understand, this time and again the desperation, how could it be lost...

Is this still a trial?

This should be a slaughter of Xianmen disciples?

Because no matter from which point of view, the difficulty of this trial has far exceeded the level of the trial!

"If we were to die, we would have already died!"

Fang Yuan listened, but only for a long while, he said a word softly, and then took a long breath, after hearing Brother Xiao Yuan's change, he thought of a possibility faintly, which is exactly what he was before His worries were originally deep in his heart, and he also hoped that this worries would not come true, but it seemed destined that the worst result would still appear...

"Cross the robbery fairy..."

Four words flashed in his heart.

He remembered what he had lost in the valley, what he saw in a dream, heard everything, and all his memories were like a big dream. After he woke up, the experience in the dream immediately became incomparable. And, with the delay of time, it became more and more crippled until there were no traces, but until now, he still remembers the key points of the few messages he heard in his dream...

"The inferiors of the world are incompetent and unable to fight against the catastrophe, even you Xianmen disciples are also sacrifices they abandoned..."

"Dedicated to the rest of the catastrophe, so as to postpone the day of the catastrophe..."

"Everything is a lamb to be slaughtered in the case. It will definitely die. My master chose you to give you another chance..."

Those words that were about to be forgotten were turned out of the depth of the sea by him.

Even now, he doesn't have to look at Brother Xiao Yuan's appearance to know what happened to him...

He also broke into the valley, and he also spent his heart...

Then, in the face of the temptation to inherit the fairy tale, he made a different choice from himself!

Both himself and Luo Feiling knew that the inheritance of the mud puppet was not so simple, and chose to refuse, so he left the valley safely, but Brother Xiao Yuan accepted the inheritance, probably this was his sudden surge in strength. The reason is that he suddenly became so crazy, the only question is why this person must rush to Bahuang Yuntai to commit suicide himself?

Because in the words of the fairy puppet, probably even if he does not come, all the disciples of the Xianmen will have nowhere to live!

After all, the dark magic breath around was terrible.

This is a magic land that will breed monsters indefinitely. If they stay here, they will definitely die.

The biggest difference is just earlier or later...

...

...

"The crazy man said, maybe it's true..."

At this time, within the Eight Wastelands Yuntai, the true accounts of Zhuda Xianmen also looked at the outside desperately. The voice of Meiqing, a true biography of Shangqingshan, had more desperation in his voice: "This trial may start from one It was wrong at the beginning. We had no hope of going out from the beginning. Ridiculously, we thought that only Qingyangzong was the unlucky one, thinking that we can leave easily. This is simply too naive. If we didn’t come, probably now the five great immortals The disciples of the door have been slaughtered..."

"If we did not come, Qingyangzong’s Eight Waste Cloud Terraces would have been breached about four days ago, and then the strength of these monsters would skyrocket, and the dark magic breath would also flock to other Xianmen territory, The monsters with great strength can even directly slaughter the second fairy gate, then the third, then the fourth... until the slaughter of all fairy gates!"

Sister Xiao of Baihua Valley obviously also anticipated this problem. In fact, not only they, all the true disciples are not fools. They realized this possibility. The two of them just said this possibility first...

But the problem is, what if you find it?

How do they solve this problem?

Until now, they have only thought of some possibilities...

As far as the Xianmen are concerned, they are true stories of Tianjiao, but in the real world of overhaul, what can they be regarded as?

Abandoned child?

If they are said to be chess pieces, then there is no complaint about the abandoned pieces being abandoned!

"Fang Yuan, you come out, I will come for you, you should be proud..."

At this time, outside the Eight Waste Cloud Terrace, the crazy little brother Yuan was still yelling, now he seems to be a monster, roaring the world, a red lotus sword light flew around in his body, ruthlessly The big formation with the disciples of Xianmen collided, saying that he was like a monster, and it is even better to say that he is now like a combination of monsters and disciples of Xianmen, which also makes him more terrifying and gives an illusion. , His strength is still increasing, always increasing, and in a blink of an eye, it will be much deeper!

"Do you really want to fight me?"

He looked at those Xianmen disciples contemptuously, and in a rage, he gave a hint of sarcasm: "Probably you haven't realized the situation in front of you yet? If you hand over Fang Yuan, I can give you a chance to let you become My puppet slave, just like her..." Brother Xiao Yuan pointed to Lv Xinyao behind him, and his smile was even more grim: "After all, you can continue to live, but if you refuse to surrender Fang Yuan, ha ha, Do you really think that you have escaped this huge net?"

"Puppet slave?"

All Xianmen disciples were taken aback at this time,

They all stared blankly behind Brother Xiao Yuan, who was like a puppet with a straight face and a blank expression.

Only then did I understand that she had become a puppet...

It is a venomous practice in the practice world, which can make people into their own slaves and become a puppet-like existence for others. If they are slaves, they are better said to be string puppets, and they even have their own consciousness. Disappeared...

"Brothers, what shall we do?"

All the disciples of Xianmen have been stricken with fear after repeated battles.

Bahuangyuntai could not be opened, and they also completely lost the hope of living.

If they want to continue fighting, I am afraid that all of them will die in the hands of Brother Xiao Yuan. That person is already mad, and even the fellows of Baihua Valley, he has killed many without hesitation, let alone these other immortals. The disciple?

At the end, listening to Brother Xiao Yuan, they also hesitated a little...

To become a puppet slave, naturally no one wants, because this is one of the worst results of people in the spiritual world, second only to death!

In any case, it is better than death...

"How to do how to do……"

Sister Xiao in Baihua Valley was surrounded by more and more people, and the pressure on her was also increasing. She wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth. She looked a bit desperate on her face and smiled bitterly: "You Ask me...what should I do again?"

Hearing this, there was stillness within the Eight Wild Cloud Terraces.

Every true biography is surrounded by disciples of Xianmen, and they are waiting for their instructions.

Even the Qingyang Sect, there are also many people who are dumbfounded and stunned, surrounded by Meng Huanzhen, Wu Qing, Yan Ji and even Ling Hongbo, they all have some frightened and helpless eyes, silly Waiting for these true disciples to order...

And at this time, these true stories, naturally looked subconsciously, looking deep into the Eight Waste Cloud Terraces.

That's where Fang Yuan heals!

"Do you really want to give Brother Fang Yuan to that lunatic, just to make a string puppet?"

In this awkward and worrying silence, Luo Feiling blocked the eyes of everyone and shouted coldly.

Smelling this sentence, all the Xianmen disciples looked very embarrassed.

Especially in the face of Luo Feiling's bright and dark angry eyes, no one dared to look directly...

Take a breath...

Two breaths...

Three interest...

This silence lasted for three breaths!

After three breaths, a true biography of Xuan Jianzong finally sighed and looked determined, ready to speak.

"Thank you all!"

But just when he was about to speak, but he hadn't spoken yet, Fang Yuan's figure suddenly appeared in the depths of the Eight Wild Cloud Terraces. At this time, he looked very weak, even walking. Sister Xiao Qiao was supporting him, but when he saw him appear, the atmosphere in the eight wilderness clouds suddenly became somewhat depressed, and the eyes of all the disciples of Xianmen came to him!

"... Brother Fang Yuan, what are you thanking us for?"

The true biography of Xuan Jianzong saw Fang Yuan coming out, but he didn't say that.

Sister Xiao from Baihua Valley asked with a wry smile.

"I thank you for making a decision within three breaths!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, waved his hand against the angry Luo Feiling, and said, "You didn't make a decision right away, it means you are hesitating and you don't want to hand me over, that's enough. , So I thank you all!"

After hearing what he said, everyone in the field was slightly stunned and had complicated eyes.

After all, Fang Yuan had just fought to death a moment ago and beheaded the magic eagle. They were all beneficiaries.

And it is only now that they realized that the Eight Waste Cloud Terrace was bombed, which is not necessarily a bad thing.

So, at this time, if they handed over Fang Yuan, it would be cold-hearted and heartless...

But they were silent for three breaths!

No one knows what will happen after this silence, but after all, they have silenced these three breaths!

This silence of three breaths is human nature!

Therefore, Fang Yuan interrupted the words behind the disciple of Xuan Jianzong, and prevented him from saying it!

Without saying that, no one knows whether he wants to talk about or not to make friends, and only these three breaths remain!

"Brother Fang Yuan, we really..."

The true biography of Qingyang Sect Meng really sighed, and he spoke deeply, looking desperate.

"We should go out!"

Fang Yuan coughed, shook his head, and whispered.

"what?"

Zhu Zhenzhuan and the disciples of Xianmen were all surprised, looking at Fang Yuan in disbelief.

For a time, they thought they heard it wrong.

"I mean, we should go out, isn't this trial over?"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, keeping the voice calm, and whispered.

"Could you...can you fix the Eight Wastelands Yuntai?"

After a long time, Zi Yunfeng really told Wu Qing and asked with a trembling voice.

Everyone else stared at Fang Yuan with their eyes wide open. Although the Bahuang Yuntai was repaired, it sounded unreliable.

Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "The formation of the Eight Waste Cloud Platform is too complicated. How can I fix it well?"

The eyes of the disciples of the Immortals were suddenly desperate.

Listening to the voice of Yuan Ya outside the Eight Waste Cloud Terraces, Fang Yuan showed his attention, and then he reacted, saying, "He is right, we may fall into the beginning There is a trap. In this trap, all of us are going to die. We must sacrifice to some existence in the underworld. Only by accepting the inheritance can we survive, but..."

He paused slightly, his eyes hardened a little: "This trap will not necessarily kill us..."

"Boo" "Boo" "Boo"

Countless eyes looked at Fang Yuan, both puzzled and hopeful.

"Do you have anything..."

I don't know how many people spoke, and hurriedly asked.

But Fang Yuan waved his hand and said, "It's too late to explain so much at this time!"

He paused, calmed his breath, and said dignifiedly: "You brothers and sisters of the Xianmen, you protect our original grace, I will not forget my teeth, now I am stuck in the dead, waiting to die, it seems to me Waiting too much is useless. Fang Yuan has a way in his heart. Maybe he can take me to escape to birth. If you believe in me, please gather the power of the immortal gates and **** me to a place..."

His words made the true accounts of the fairy gates nervous, unexpected, and hesitant.

They are helpless now, but Fang Yuan said he has a way?

And if you want to abandon the Eight Wild Cloud Terraces, you can only go out and face the crazy man named Yuan, and the endless monsters...

Moreover, when Fang Yuan said that, he seemed not very confident...

So ~lightnovelpub.net~ They just hesitated for less than three breaths, and all made decisions at the same time!

"Assemble disciples of Qingyang Sect and prepare to kill the Eight Wastelands Yuntai!"

The three true stories of Qingyang Sect are spoken, Wu Qing, Meng Huanzhen, and Yan Ji!

"Disciples of Beast Spirit Sect, there is another war!"

The third true biography of the Beast Spirit Sect is spoken. Now he is the most qualified person of the Beast Spirit Sect.

"My Xuan Jianzong always admires the strong, you are the first true biography of the Five Great Immortals, and it is worth our bet on you!"

It is the second true biography of Xuan Jianzong.

"If you want to **** you out, when you gather the disciples of the Xianmen, set up a golden light floating armor array. This array is the most profound and complicated..."

It was Mei Dazhi, the first true biography of Shangqing Mountain, who smiled slightly: "...but I happen to be good at it!"

Hearing the voices of these big immortal gates, Fang Yuan was silent for a moment, and said again: "Thank you!"