Fang Mu and Qiu Muyu flickered for a while, and soon appeared outside an imposing mountain gate.

Qiu Muyu introduced: "This is the realm of Changle Sect.

Changle Sect Supreme Elder Meng Yuan stepped into Taixuan ten years ago.

I have had some friendship with him.

If the devil wants to worship the mountain, I can recommend it. "

"no need!"

Fang Mu's fingers faltered a little.

A black and purple thundercloud condensed in the sky in a gust of wind whistling.

Accompanied by the thundercloud, there is also a coercion that seems to destroy the world.

The Changle Sect cultivators below suddenly exclaimed.

"He Fang Xiaoxiao, how dare you provoke thunderclouds in my Changle Sect!"

A middle-aged man with long sleeves fluttering, not angry and arrogant, rose into the air.

However, just as he was halfway up, he was knocked down by a purple thunder.

He fell for dozens of meters before regaining his stability.

Fang Mu looked at this Taixuan cultivator who was only carrying some blackened hands and shook his head slightly.

"The Dao rhyme of this world is quite different from the Canglang world!"

After he muttered, he pointed at Meng Yuan again.

Boom!

Dozens of purple thunders fell in unison.

Meng Yuan's pupils shrank, trying his best to resist the mad thunder.

When this wave of purple thunder dissipated, Meng Yuan's Taoist robe was already in tatters, and his originally neat bun was also messed up by the electricity.

But he still survived.

However, before he could catch his breath, the young man below Leiyun pointed his finger at him again.

Boom!

The thunderclouds in mid-air roared again, and thousands of purple thunders fell like raindrops.

After a long time, the thundercloud dissipated.

The Changle Sect, which was originally a grand style, was now in a mess.

Until this time, Fang Mu said lightly: "Fang Mu from Canglang Realm, and Qiu Muyu from Yaozhen Realm came to worship the mountain!"

Meng Yuan, who was twitching all over, first looked at Fang Mu, then at Qiu Muyu, and finally murmured:

"You...are you here to worship the mountain?"

"No, it has nothing to do with me..."

Qiu Muyu, who was still sluggish just now, cried out in his heart crazily at this moment.

However, Fang Mu did not give Qiu Muyu a chance to speak.

He said lightly: "In addition to worshipping the mountain, I also plan to borrow some things from you."

Meng Yuan said feebly, "Borrow what?"

Fang Mu pointed to Meng Yuan's storage ring and said, "I'm going to start a sect in Canglang Realm, but I'm shy, so I came to you to borrow some treasures."

Meng Yuan neatly took off his storage ring and threw it to Fang Mu: "Enough is enough!"

After Fang Mu played with it for a while, he was somewhat dissatisfied and said, "It's not enough."

The corners of Meng Yuan's eyes jumped and he said, "I still have some treasures from the Changle Sect that are placed in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain. If you want anything else, just go get it yourself."

"Alright!"

Fang Mu spit out these two words and disappeared.

Meng Yuan turned his head to look at the forbidden area that was about to turn into ruins, and then looked at Qiu Muyu who was dazed not far away, his chest heaving violently:

"Did you bring him here?"

Qiu Muyu's face stiffened and he said, "He just said he wanted to come to worship the mountain, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Very good, you did a great job!"

Qiu Muyu: "..."

Just when the two of them stared at each other, Fang Mu flashed again and returned here.

Satisfied, he played with the extra storage ring in his hand and said: "The things in Changlezong's warehouse are really good, where shall we go next?"

When Qiu Muyu heard this, his whole body trembled slightly.

However, before he could speak, Meng Yuan, who was not far away, took the initiative and said, "There is a unicorn cave two hundred miles away from here.

Shen Lingxing, the owner of the Qilin Cave, has been in Taixuan for many years, searching for countless geniuses and treasures.

Before I broke through to the Taixuan Realm, my Changle Sect had to donate a top-level treasure of heaven and earth to that place every year.

If the devil is interested, you can go there and take a look. "

Fang Mu raised his eyebrows and said, "In which direction?"

"In the Northwest!"

After Meng Yuan finished speaking, he pointed to Qiu Muyu and said, "He recognizes it!"

Qiu Muyu: "..."

…

Not long after, Fang Mu and Qiu Muyu appeared over Qilin Cave.

The place here is indeed much more splendid than the Changle School.

Aura drifted in the rolling hills below, and there was a faint coercion during the period.

That is the mountain protection formation hidden in the mountains.

After observing for a while, Fang Mu nodded in satisfaction and said, "It looks like this side is stronger than Changle Sect."

At the same time as his voice fell, another purple thunder smashed down.

The large formation hidden in the mountains moved with stress.

The tumbling purple clouds actually resisted this purple thunder.

"Not bad, really good!"

While Fang Mu complimented, his right hand was already pressed down towards the bottom.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the six peaks below collapsed at the same time.

The mountain protection formation connected to the mountain peak also turned into a bubble.

"Bold!"

This violent shout actually suppressed the sound of the mountain cracking and rushed into the sky in an instant.

Along with it, there was an old man who was furious.

However, before the old man could see who was standing on the cloud, he was pressed on top of his head by an invisible giant palm.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the old man flew backwards and returned to the great formation at a faster speed than when he came.

At this time, Fang Mucai said lightly: "Canglang Realm cultivator Fang Mu, bring Qiu Muyu, Wangshan Sect, to worship the mountain!"

Qiu Muyu's mouth twitched when he heard the last half of the sentence.

"It has nothing to do with me..."

The old man below obviously did not hear Qiu Muyu's voice.

After he gave Qiu Muyu a vicious look, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "What is the meaning of the devil's presence here?"

When he was in Changle Sect just now, Fang Mu had already stated his intentions.

He really didn't want to repeat what he just said, so he looked at Qiu Muyu.

Qiu Muyu, who was thinking 'it has nothing to do with me' in his heart, suddenly felt a pressure that was enough to overwhelm the mountains.

He turned his head subconsciously, colliding with Fang Mu's eyes.

The flesh on Qiu Muyu's face jumped up happily.

He just hesitated a little, then turned his head and shouted to the old man below:

"The devil wants to establish a sect, but he lacks some treasures, so why don't you offer your storage ring quickly!"

"cough!"

Just after he finished speaking, Fang Mu coughed lightly: "It's a loan!"

Qiu Muyu: "..."

Old man: "…"

Fang Mu glanced at the two of them and found that they all had constipated expressions, and immediately said unhappy:

"You think I'm really pretending?"

Qiu Muyu shuddered, and quickly waved his hand: "No, no, the devil is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness..."

He wanted to flatter him twice, but before he could finish speaking, he was overwhelmed by a fierce breath and dared not speak.

Fang Mu said indifferently: "I said it for borrowing, I hope you don't forget these things today.

When you are successful in your cultivation, remember to come and ask me for it.

When I was in Canglang Realm, I traveled all over the world to borrow for dozens of years, but no one dared to ask me for those materials. It was really boring.

I hope you monks in the real world, don't let me down! "

Old man: "…"

After a while, Fang Mu had two more storage rings filled with all kinds of treasures.

He glanced at Qiu Muyu and said lightly, "Where is the next family?"

Qiu Muyu, who was already a little broken, pointed to the distance and said:

"There is a Demon Sect over there called the Heavenly Ghost Sect."

Fang Mu said lightly, "Let's go then!"