At a glance, Fang Yuan has already distinguished the situation between the scenes.

Although Xianmeng has clearly noticed this great freedom in the Palace of Gods and Demons, it must have arranged for the followers to **** the magic treasure, but in order to prevent the Dark Lord from discovering in advance, they did not ambush here early, these holy places Both the lord and the sage confirmed that the lord of darkness appeared in the palace of the great free spirit, and he came from a far away to show off the supernatural power.

With their cultivation practices, it is naturally faster to rush over than others, so even if Xianmeng arranged for others to take these magic treasures, it will take some time. During this time, the demon domain or the dark messenger can also seize the magic treasure and escape from here.

Of course they cannot allow them to succeed.

When he saw this stele, all the other enchanting young masters, dark messengers, etc. also looked at the stele. Under their enthusiasm, no one dared to act lightly, so they all hesitated for a moment. , Looked at others alertly.

Then in the next effort, the three fastest figures flew out at the same time and rushed towards the funeral monument.

One is the slender dark messenger!

One is to move the wild mountain ape who moved the demon ancestor!

One is Fang Yuan!

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Faced with such magic treasures as the funeral monument, Fang Yuan naturally dared not have any slackness. He rushed to the funeral monument and saw that both the moving mountain ape and the slender dark messenger were also rushed. Come here, the speed is not much slower than yourself.

Immediately, he lifted his breath and made a sword with his right hand, and slashed towards the dark messenger.

"boom!"

The moving mountain wild ape was originally Yuan Yingxiu, not Fang Yuan’s opponent, but he invited the demon ancestor to show his sacred power, which was the most terrifying, and the magical power that Fang Yuan hit was actually just a roar. Then he punched and punched, and punched the magical power of Fang Yuan with a fist. The big hand of the demon ancestor opened his body and grabbed it towards the funeral monument. The speed became the fastest.

"Go away!"

Fang Yuan's big sleeves rolled over, and Jiu Dao Li Shenlong rolled toward the moving mountain wild ape, while surrendering.

"Saruguo, Pose of the Sea, Qiluo Yihu, Barumba..."

But at this moment, the slender dark messenger suddenly raised his head, he spoke very fast, and recited a very strange magic sound, which was difficult and difficult to understand, and with this magic sound From now on, suddenly there was a very heavy magical noise between the heavens and the earth, and a sudden surge of madness, like the tide, came towards the moving mountains and apes one by one.

When the mountain-moving wild ape suddenly greeted the two supernatural powers, it was also shocked and angry.

He did not dare to connect the force of the fire with his body, and he felt that the magic sound chanted by the slender dark messenger had a vague meaning of suppressing himself. Man's magical power hits.

Fang Yuan and the slender, dark messenger rushed up.

The two left and right, their palms pressed against the funeral monument, trying to pull the funeral monument over, but they froze for a while.

Fang Yuan raised his eyes, and the murderous opportunity appeared, and he beheaded with a sword.

He had seen this slender dark messenger with a sword, and knew that his sword was extremely high. Just now he saw the magic sound he pronounced, which was more like a supreme magic way. Even when he heard it, he felt heart. Startled, naturally I dare not neglect...

Perhaps this person is the first ambassador of the Dark Lord.

But Fang Yuan didn't expect that if he cut off his sword, the slender dark messenger just hurriedly escaped, and actually didn't fight back. Instead, he yanked off the black robe and shouted in a low voice: "Brother Fang Yuan, it's me..."

"Ok?"

As soon as he saw this man's face, Fang Yuan was completely ignorant.

After pulling off the black robe, the man's figure appeared to be much shorter, still skinny, and his face was slightly black, like a thief's eye, which was completely different from the silent and cold appearance when he was wearing the black robe just now. Smiling at Fang Yuan, he looked extremely close. A strange feeling rose in my heart, and Fang Yuan couldn't help crying, feeling that the world was upside down.

The voice was unexpected and helpless: "Brother Sun, how could it be you?"

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The person in front of him is not alone, it is Fang Yuan's friend in Qingyang Sect, Sun Shijin, Sun Guanshi.

Fang Yuan didn't expect it anyway, he would meet friends who hadn't seen him in more than ten years.

Sun Guanshi's expression with emotion: "It's not who I can be, it's not why I just saved you specifically!"

"Brother Fang Yuan is not what I said to you, how did you learn so recklessly, and actually take the initiative with Dark Lord, you know what others are doing, ouch, I was nervous at the time, and I didn’t dare to give him a sword, I had to shout in my throat first..."

"...Fortunately, the people of Xianmeng came in time, otherwise I would be really embarrassed!"

"..."

"..."

As if suffocating, Sun Guanshi spoke, as if opening a gate, and talked endlessly.

There are complaints, worries, and luck.

It was at this time that Fang Yuan came to realize that when the Lord of Darkness wanted to take his life with one finger, he shouted deliberately in order to save himself. He thought he had sensed the sword wash pool in advance. The sword of the sword head reminded the Lord of Darkness. Now I want to think that the cultivation of the Lord of Darkness cannot be sensed in advance, and naturally he will not feel it.

But Rao is so, it is still difficult to turn around for a while: "You actually... became the messenger of darkness..."

Sun Guanshi said: "I don't become a dark messenger, how do you think Xianmeng knows that the Lord is here?"

"Are you a spy placed by Xianmeng?"

Fang Yuan suddenly stunned and understood a lot: "This is what you said to do?"

Sun Guanshi smiled bitterly: "Don't mention it, I wasn't doing this at the time, but it became this thing later!"

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When the two of their teachers and brothers were talking, their movements were not slow. In just a few short sentences, the two had been separated from the moving mountain wild ape, the young master of the Baifeng tribe, the young master of the pounding medicine tribe, etc. The man handed it over and rolled over...

At this time, these young masters of the demon veins naturally understood that the general trend was gone. Xianmeng had discovered the plan of the demon domain long ago, and even inserted spies beside the Lord of Darkness. Presumably, there will be a big change in the demon domain soon. They were also messed up in their hearts, just thinking about quickly grabbing some powerful magic treasures and escaping. At this time, most people stared at this funeral monument.

However, Fang Yuan and Sun Guanshi both guarded, but they were unable to attack for a while.

Fang Yuan needless to say that after refining the Jiulong from the fire, it has grown so powerful that it can be called invincible within the Yuanying Realm. Now nine dragons flying from the fire dragon are flying in the air, but they have pushed a lot of demon veins away from the master. Far away, I can't get close for a while.

But what surprised Fang Yuan was that the strength of Sun Guanshi was surprisingly high. It seems that he has not seen him for more than ten years. He has other fortunes. The sword sound and needless to say, the magic sound recited in the mouth is extremely strange. His magical power seems to be able to directly suppress the power of other people's souls. Now he recites the magic sound, the sword light in his palm soars, and his ability is not as weak as he is today.

"Senior Brother really is Senior Brother..."

Fang Yuan thought to himself that Sun Guan's facts were too unintelligible, so he had to ask him back.

Where did he go in these ten years, how did he become a spy of Xianmeng, and also became a dark messenger under the master of darkness, and just looking at his identity, it seems that he is very familiar with the assassins of the Nine Nether Palace , Are very puzzling.

"Damn clan, my demon domain only wants to seize a chance to rise, do you all want to destroy it?"

At this time, the moving mountain wild ape, who had just been forced back, was also really angry.

A face is murderous, his eyes have become blood red, and as he rises in anger, the power of the demon ancestor's blood behind him is also madly violent, and the blood is attacking the four sides, like a violent wind. The thick fog rushed straight towards the funeral monument.

"Sun Mo'er, you actually betrayed the Dark Lord, but you know that this will make your Nine Nether Palace pass on?"

In the other direction, there was also a rage, but I saw a white-haired old man rushing out of the Great Demon Palace ~lightnovelpub.net~ but he was the master of the Great Devil Sect. While drinking, rushed to the funeral monument.

One demon and one demon rushed from left to right.

Both of them are masters, and with this rush, the Qi machine completely overwhelmed the others.

The demon veins around the masters have not yet invited the demon ancestors to show their sanctity.

"Brother Sun, we don't seem to have joined forces once!"

Fang Yuan looked at the layers of demon mist and magic energy, his face sank, and said low.

Sun Guanshi listened and smiled, saying, "Then everyone will be alone today. Who will kill faster?"

Fang Yuan nodded, the two back to back, respectively greeted their opponents.

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