At that moment when the demon body merged into the square inch physical body, the square inch’s mana changed like ripples, and his whole person was also a little fuzzy, the shape changed and flowed like a current, and after a few breaths, it slowly changed. It has to stabilize.

At this time, he also seemed to be a different person, a little shorter, and his aura looked a little gloomy.

Appearance... just ordinary handsome!

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"You...how can you do this?"

Inside the gourd, the witch's face was almost desperate, and there was a real sense of panic.

Although Fang Cun cut off her voice so as not to disturb her when she was practicing, she did not stop her sight. In other words, Fang Cun didn't mind being seen by her, and even deliberately let her see her cultivation. The whole process, from scratch, from the innate aura to outline a fake body, then to help the fake body to cultivate magic skills, and then to integrate into oneself.

"Now, I can judge whether what you said is true or not!"

Fang Cun, or Fang Cun after changing his appearance, smiled and put his hand on the gourd.

The witch's voice gradually weakened, and finally disappeared completely.

That gourd has only become an ordinary gourd, and it has gradually become smaller.

Fang Cun put the gourd into his big sleeve, and then walked slowly down the mountain.

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With each step, Fang Cun's mana weakened by one point, and he was hiding his true mana.

After the real mana was hidden, the mana cultivated by that demon body gradually became clear.

When this mana was enough to affect Fang Cun's divine consciousness, Fang Cun suddenly heard a faint voice:

"Nine Nether Abyss, refine demons and slaughter the sky!"

"..."

The voice seemed to come from deep in the heart, abrupt and clear.

Fang Cun paused slightly, sensing the magical breath that was absent, he heard these eight words again.

"Nine Nether Abyss, refine demons and slaughter the sky!"

Just the cycle of these eight characters, like a troll whispering in Fang Cun’s ear, affecting his spiritual consciousness, Fang Cun can even feel that his spiritual consciousness is being affected. These eight characters seem to be themselves. It has a great charm, and makes oneself involuntarily feel a feeling of wanting to follow these eight characters until they find the place they say...

Looking up at the four fields, he also gradually had enlightenment in his heart.

I seem to be able to find the place where these eight characters point from this blank world.

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"Just find the right way, everything is so simple..."

Fang Cun sighed in a low voice, then slowly stepped onto Tengyun and swept forward.

He doesn't need to do anything on his own, he just needs to do whatever he wants, naturally, little by little, to get closer to the right direction.

Southern Xinjiang is far away, but there are few creatures.

There are many places of people, let alone people, even demons are rare.

In many places, only the beasts and poisonous insects survive. For ordinary people, it is almost like hell.

But following the faintly magical breath of Fang Cun, when he arrived here, he always had a very comfortable feeling. He carefully analyzed it. This feeling may not be because of the surrounding environment, but because he is approaching. Because of that place.

That's the case, he seems to fly aimlessly at low altitude in southern Xinjiang, and his speed is not too slow.

In a blink of an eye, two or three days have passed, and finally came to a desolate place. From the mid-air, looking down, you can see that between the sky and the earth, there are three dark mountains protruding from the ground, and the surroundings are full. With strange flowers and weird grasses, there always seems to be a looming mist between heaven and earth, and the existence of these mists makes it easy to overlook this place.

In fact, if it weren't for Fang Cun's cultivation of Demon Breath, he would hardly feel the strangeness of this place.

"Three Yin Mountains?"

Fang Cun thought to himself, faintly that he had found the right place.

Before the witch confessed the location of Refining Demon Abyss, Fang Cun didn’t believe her, but he also knew that this witch would not be so stupid, and completely confessed to a false place, so it must be a mixture of true and false, and mutual confirmation would help him. Really found a place.

Now that I saw the three yin mountains she had said, it meant that I was near.

Fang Cun fell slowly and came to the mountains, and suddenly felt that attraction was stronger.

"Nine Nether Abyss, refine demons and slaughter the sky..."

"..."

The whispers in the ears also increased, and it seemed that more than one voice was speaking.

Such voices, more and more, have overlapped together, appearing a little vague and making people's head groggy.

"What are you urging, isn't this here..."

Fang Cun whispered silently in his heart, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

These sounds are ringing, which is a bit annoying.

But he really didn't dare to isolate the voice, lest he couldn't find a place.

With his hands on his back, he walked slowly forward, strolling leisurely in the courtyard, and people walked at will. What is strange is that here, you can already see one by one path, which seems extremely difficult to find, but every square inch When he wanted to go to a place, the path had already appeared, and it was just right in front of him. Then Fang Cun only had to follow the path and walk forward slowly.

When he walked past the foot of a mountain, Fang Cun was taken aback and looked forward.

He saw that on another small road ahead, there was also a person with big sleeves fluttering towards this place.

The man was an old man with a long beard, with a very high cultivation level, and was also the body of the Nascent Soul. When he saw Fang Cun, he immediately stopped, with a vigilant look on his face, and both hands were retracted into his sleeves. Get up, as if already holding some kind of weapon.

Fang Cun kept quiet, just watching him quietly.

In such a weird place, no one dares to care about strangers.

And it seemed that they wanted to go in the same direction, so both of them were very vigilant.

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However, when none of them acted rashly, they just stared at each other, and this vigilance was about to evolve into a kind of hostility of being unfriended, suddenly Fang Cun sighed lightly, but he was already slightly moving his sleeves, slowly Walked towards him.

The old man was suddenly facing a big enemy ~lightnovelpub.net~ but Fang Cun turned a blind eye to him.

When the two of them were about to pass each other and the other's tension was at its peak, he suddenly whispered:

"Nine Nether Abyss, refine demons and slaughter the sky!"

"..."

The old man was stunned, and after a while, he also said: "Nine Nether Abyss, refine the demon and slaughter the sky!"

A smile appeared on Fang Cun's face, nodded to him, and then continued to move forward.

And this old man also let out a long sigh of relief, and walked over after Fang Cun. He seemed a little anxious. After walking a few steps, he whispered: "Little brother..."

Fang Cun frowned and glanced back at him.

The old man was taken aback, and he respectfully clasped his fist and said, "Senior..."

Fang Cun nodded in satisfaction: "Hmm!"