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- Piao Tian Literature "Keep talking." Fang Chen nodded to Mr. Yang.
Yang Erye glanced at Fang Chen strangely, and then buried his doubts in his heart: "Yes! As soon as this man with a magical and charming physique appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of quite a few people in Wildfire City, and also attracted the attention of a certain person. The attention of the royal prince, and this prince is also a greedy and lustful person, so when he saw this woman, he naturally became lustful and prepared to take action."
"But this woman is also a true king of the first period. The guards of the ninth prince are no match at all. In the end, she decided to target our Yang family. Alas my fourth brother actually agreed to such ridiculous things in order to curry favor with the royal family. !¡±
Speaking of this, Mr. Yang paused slightly, with a look of embarrassment on his face, but even as sharp as Fang Chen, he didn't notice it.
"In the end, the woman paid a certain price and escaped, and there is some background behind this woman, right!" Fang Chen smiled coldly.
????????????????????????????????????? The law of the jungle, fighting, no matter who is right or wrong, or what identity the opponent is, as long as it does not involve himself, Fang Chen will not care about it, but he is still a little disgusted by the robbery of women.
"Senior Brother Fang laughed. As you said, there was a powerful force in that woman's body. Not only did she kill my fourth brother, but she also killed the ninth prince in one fell swoop. King Daning sent the demon-suppressing general to chase her down, and finally an army of 100,000 , was destroyed by one person!"
"Destroyed by one person!?"
"The Peak Nei Gang Venerable! Although that man only has the peak cultivation level of Nei Gang, he has a rare thunder spirit physique. As soon as he strikes, thunder gallops. An army of 100,000 jade liquid stages will die in half an hour!" At this time, Mr. Yang couldn't help but tremble.
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Suddenly. Fang Chen stood up, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, a fighting spirit rose up, and Tian Heng in his hand also screamed slightly.
¡°Bang!¡± ¡°Bang!¡± ¡°Bang!¡±
The powerful momentum suddenly blew up a violent storm of vitality all around. Almost all the tables, chairs, and supplies were donated. Yang Erye, who was at the pinnacle of Guiyi, was forcefully forced out of the small lounge by this momentum!
And the talisman formations arranged by the master-level talisman masters in the small rest room had no resistance at all in the face of this power, and were shattered one after another!
Within the Wildfire City, several powerful auras were rising faintly, but they were not triggered. It was obviously due to great concern and a gathering of thoughts.
"What a powerful force! This force is"
"This power came from the Yang Mansion. Could it be that the person named Yang has made a breakthrough? Impossible, even if he breaks through to the late Neigang period, he cannot have such momentum!"
"Huh? Is it just like this? Then the pattern of this Wild Fire City should be rewritten! But the Yang family seems to have some backstage, so what if there is a backstage? If such a powerful person appears and destroys the Yang family, it is impossible for the backstage Help four people be reborn! If you want to blame, blame the Yang family for offending someone they shouldn¡¯t offend!¡±
With the explosion of Fang Chen's momentum, the entire Wildfire City was suddenly ready to move.
"Thunder spirit body! Destroy an army of 100,000 in half an hour, good! good! good!"
The fighting spirit within Fang Chen began to rise. The fighting spirit belongs to the strong, the fighting spirit belongs to the genius, the fighting spirit belongs to the swordsman!
"Fight for the sake of fighting!"
The fighting spirit that had been dormant for more than a million people was once again ignited in Fang Chen¡¯s heart!
Since he became a sword sect, Fang Chen has lost his will to fight. Even if he was reborn a million years later and encountered countless life-and-death battles, he never had a true fighting spirit.
Only when the listener is a practitioner with a thunder spirit body, the fighting spirit in his body boils again.
"Two spirit bodies? Apart from Biluo Huangquan Palace, which other force has such courage? I just don't know, Qi Sword Body! Does Biluo Huangquan Palace have it!?"
"Sinceyou Biluo Huangquan Palace likes to recruit spiritual monks so muchthen I, Fang Chen, will definitely fight for the war with all the disciples of Biluo Huangquan Palace in the world throughout my life!"
Suddenly. Fang Chen withdrew his sharp gaze and became calm again. Like an ordinary person who is harmless to humans and animals.
"Okay, Junior Brother Yang. Everything is clear. I know who you have offended, so you don't need to talk anymore. Now you can arrange a quiet room for me."
Fang Chen waved his hand to Yang Muyan outside the house. He was not in the mood to listen to those trivial matters and gave instructions directly.
"yes!"
In this Huanghuo City, and even in the entire Daning Dynasty, Yang Muyan was considered a very influential figure, but he did not dare to be careless when facing Fang Chen, not only because the latter himself was a venerable Neigang Stage cultivator , and what¡¯s more important is the latter¡¯s identity¡ªan official disciple of the Jiuqu Shengong Sect!
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After the exchange with Yang Muyan, Fang Chen settled in the Yang family, but no one knew about this except Mr. Yang.
In the Yang family, Fang Chen was recuperating his body every day, and a month passed by.
This month, although no one from Biluo Huangquan Palace came to visit, the whole Wildfire City was secretly turbulent, and the source of it all was Fang Chen exuding that shocking fighting spirit. Even the Daning Dynasty sent an imperial envoy to the Yang family , but none of this disturbed Fang Chen's retreat.
While Yang Muyan was recuperating his body in the secret room prepared for him, the injuries caused by Li Wan had already been fully recovered and adjusted to the best condition. He was only one step away from taking half a step into immortality. Break the door to the world again and restore your cultivation to its peak!
"Recovering to the peak of immortality is not far away!"
Fang Chen clenched his fists tightly, finally almost regaining his cultivation level, even his temperament couldn't help but be a little excited.
Although the inner gang level cultivation is not at the bottom, it is a middle-level existence. Among those principalities, it is a general existence of the national master of the country, and even in the big sects, it is the same as a formal disciple.
But facing the entire stage of the Four Holy Realms, it¡¯s nothing!
Only in the immortal stage can one be considered famous!
Furthermore, in the Jiuqu Shengong Sect, only the core disciples of the Immortal Stage are qualified to read the experiences of being promoted to the supreme giants of the Dao Tribulation Stage!
¡°Dong dong dong!¡±
The moment he stood up, slight footsteps suddenly came from outside. Through the induction, Fang Chen discovered that it was the current person in charge of the Yang family, Mr. Yang!
¡°Junior Brother Yang, what¡¯s the matter?¡±
Fang Chen didn¡¯t show any pretense and directly opened the door to his room and looked at Mr. Yang, who had not been looking for him since he arranged a room for him to retreat that day.
"Senior Brother Fang, I have already thought about it and asked my ancestors for permission. We all agree to move Jiulong Mountain." Mr. Yang's face looked a little nostalgic, but more of a perseverance.
Fang Chen nodded lightly and said nothing, waiting for the next step from Master Yang. In a month, he didn't believe that the Yang family had only discussed the decision to move to Jiulong Mountain.
"It's like this. My ancestor wants to know how many quotas the Yang family has for moving to Jiulong Mountain?" Second Master Yang asked a little nervously, but also a little expectantly.
Jiulong Mountain, as the headquarters of the Jiuqu Shengong Sect, allows the outer sect to be stationed, but there is definitely a limit on the number of people. The Yang family now has thousands of people, including their children and slaves, and it is impossible to transfer them all.
"One hundred people!"
Fang Chen said lightly that there were standards for the number of people in terms of mission information, and it was not that he was just talking nonsense.
"Thank you, senior brother!" Second Master Yang gave a deep salute, took a deep breath, and retreated.
Fang Chen, on the other hand, glanced thoughtfully into the depths of Yang Mansion, and a trace of confusion flashed away: "What exactly is there? Why do I feel that faint feeling of intimacy?"
He opened his consciousness and once again explored the deep secret room, but Fangchen still couldn't find any signs, only the deep feeling of intimacy.
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The smell of decay.
It makes people feel manic.
The eyes of the surrounding animals, even peaceful beasts, are red and full of attack power.
The life around us, even the plants, are full of aggression!
This is a forbidden area for practitioners of the Four Holy Realms. Even the emperor-level figures dare not go deep into it because this is the Demonic Abyss!
There is no vitality in a place, but it is filled with abyssal demonic energy that restrains the vitality!
There is no vitality here, even if it is an invincible creature as strong as the emperor, its strength will be greatly reduced after entering here!
The Black Dragon Palace is a symbol of the power of the Abyss Demon Realm. Abyss Demon Clan such as Rakshasa Clan and Netherworld Clan do not dare to run wild here, just because this is the palace of the Black Dragon Demon Emperor, the most powerful person in the Abyss Demon Realm.
However, in such a place that symbolizes absolute power, there is a middle-aged man wearing black robes, whose cultivation is not immortal, sitting cross-legged and meditating!
Lines of abyssal demonic energy surround the man in black robes, mixed with a hint of gray aura. It does not have the violent characteristics of the abyssal demonic aura, but it has a trace of hate that is engraved in the skull!
This is the original power!
The source of hatred!
"Eternal regretcontinuousendless!"
A hoarse voice slowly came out of the middle-aged man's mouth, and a strange power suddenly confused the entire palace. There was no fluctuation of Yuan Power, but thoseThe immortal cultivators guarding the palace all have inexplicable hatred in their eyes. Even if they persist, they still look at their companions with unforgettable hatred!
"Hate! Vent the hatred in your hearts! It's him, it's him who blocks your way to make money! It's him, it's him who makes your cultivation stagnant! It's him, everything is him, you should hate him, hate it , return to my armsHate is your only outlet! And the way to hate is to kill!"
The deceptive voice, accompanied by the unforgettable hatred, spread throughout the palace.
"Boom!"
Under the thick hatred, finally one of the guards in the middle stage of immortality couldn't help it, and took the lead to take action. As soon as he took action, he launched all his killing moves, aiming at his companions!
And this time, it was like detonating a gunpowder keg. The eyes of the guards in the entire palace were all red, and they took action against the cultivators around them.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Violent sounds resounded in the palace that symbolized the Black Dragon Demon Emperor, but the man in black robe who was cross-legged on the ground showed no expression at all, as if he was used to it. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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