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    Li Taifeng was suddenly stunned!  Because he discovered that there was a hole as big as a palm behind the two-phase living corpse.  This hole almost penetrated the belly of the two-phase living corpse.  It was originally called a living corpse, but now there is no movable type.

    "This was caught with the palm of my hand, it's so amazing!" Wang Hetong looked at the hole on the back of the living corpse, with a hint of emotion in his mouth.  Although he was a real Jin Dan, he still felt that it was difficult for him to scratch such a big hole in this kind of two-phase living corpse wearing special armor and whose body was trained like a diamond with just his palm.

    At this moment, Fang Ling didn't care whether he had violated a taboo or not. In a flash, Fang Ling's mind shrouded the surrounding area.  Li Taifeng and several other Jindan masters also released their spiritual consciousness. In just an instant, several people flew towards the middle of the valley under the leadership of Fang Ling.

    This valley was already gloomy, but when Fang Ling and others saw the situation in the middle of the valley, their expressions became unusually heavy.  In the middle of the valley is a quaint residence. At this time, in front of the door of the residence, someone wrote eight big characters with human strokes.

    Those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish!

    Each stroke of these eight characters is composed of one or even two people.  It took hundreds of people to write just eight words.  The faces of these dead people were full of horror. From their clothes, it could be seen that they all belonged to the same sect.

    "Tu Yuanlong, how is this possible!" Li Taifeng flew down in front of the word "death", shouting with alertness on his face, but his eyes were looking at a man in his forties with a gloomy face.

    This man¡¯s chest.  A bloody hole was also dug out.  The man's eyes were not closed, and his protruding eyes were full of anger and fear.

    "Well. What's going on?" Fang Ling's eyes fell on Tu Yuanlong's skin, and there was a hint of solemnity on his face.

    Wang and Tong quickly walked over and looked where Fang Ling was looking, but found nothing unusual.  He pondered for a moment, and then his fingers gently landed on the skin. The skin, which was originally a normal color, collapsed instantly.

    It¡¯s like there¡¯s nothing underneath the skin.  Only one piece of skin remains.  This situation made Xiaotong so scared that she almost screamed.  Although she has always prided herself on being bold, such a scene is not surprising for a young woman.  It's really scary.

    "Three hundred and fifty-nine disciples, who did this?" Li Taifeng waited for a while before shouting in a deep voice, with his words in mind.  Except anger.  A little more fear.

    No one answered Li Taifeng¡¯s words because no one knew what happened.  In the end, it was Fang Ling who said: "Brother, no matter who did it, this is a wake-up call. It seems that our Qianzhu Sect should also take more precautions in the future."

    A fire burned the valley to the ground.  Fang Ling and others continued on their way after an hour.  They didn't get the slightest clue at Yushenmen, but what happened at Yushenmen seemed to weigh a stone on their hearts.

    The connection between Yushenmen and Qianzhu Sect is not big.  But the sect was wiped out with such brutal means, and it was a sect with Jindan Zhenren in charge.  Just let them have to pay attention.

    Fortunately, after leaving Shaoyin Mountain for thousands of miles, nothing strange happened, which made Li Taifeng and others look better.  Just as they were talking softly about the massacre at Yushenmen with their spiritual consciousness, a soft drink came from afar.  Fang Ling's expression suddenly showed a hint of weirdness.

    "Junior brother, it seems that there is someone fighting in front." Li Taifeng also activated his consciousness. He was good at observing words and expressions. When he saw Fang Ling's expression change, he hurriedly whispered to Fang Ling.

    Fang Ling smiled and said: "I didn't want to take care of things at first, but since we have encountered each other, I have to give my old friend some help. Let's go." As he spoke, he pinched the magic formula in his hand and flew forward.

    Although Wang Hetong and others did not want to cause trouble with the Yushenmen incident, since Fang Ling said they were old friends, they naturally did not dare to stop him.  When they arrived, they saw two embarrassed young men and women, desperately wielding flying swords to resist the attack of several men in red!

    As disciples of Master Jin Dan, Yuan Ming and Zheng Xia are also famous figures in Luoxia Palace.  But now, they feel like mice in other people's hands. No matter how they jump around, they can't escape from their hands.

    Under Fang Ling¡¯s arrangement, the two of them returned to Luoxia Palace after leaving Tongming Peak with Niu Jingshu.  Niu Jingshu and Zheng Xia got along very well with each other, and when they left, they were given a pair of high-grade magic weapons, flying swords.

    The two of them practiced a lot, and coupled with the cultivation experience they learned from Fang Ling on Tongming Peak, their cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.  Now, more than a year has passed.?Both of them have reached the pinnacle of foundation building. This time they went to Xiangjing City to participate in the auction in order to obtain some items necessary to break through the golden elixir.

    But he didn¡¯t expect that before he arrived at Xiangjing City, he would be surrounded by a group of people inexplicably.  These people were dressed in blood, and they attacked them directly without asking about their origins.  At the beginning, the two people were a little angry and prepared to teach these people a lesson. However, after doing so, they found that the bloody swords wielded by these people were not only weird, but also powerful. They were no match for them at all.

    "That boy, you'd better just wipe your neck and die. Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of this fresh little girl for you!" A man with a sinister look and stern eyes looked towards Yuan with a smile.  Ming said.

    This man was very narrow-minded. As he spoke, his blood-red long sword turned into a ray of light and shadow and slashed straight at the corner of Zheng Xia's clothes.  In an instant, half of Zheng Xia's flowing dress was cut off.

    Among men, women are the source of happiness.  At the beginning of this obscene man, several other men also became interested. At that moment, someone used the sword to slash towards the corner of Yuan Ming's clothes.  In just an instant, Yuan Ming's clothes turned into holes filled with holes.

    "Hehe, I didn't expect that this boy is quite white, as white as soft tofu!" A rough man licked his mouth and said with a hint of strangeness in his words.

    At this moment, Yuan Ming's heart had sunk to the bottom. He raised his eyebrows and shouted towards Zheng Xia: "Junior sister, here and now, we have no choice but to sacrifice ourselves to save ourselves from being ravaged by these people.  "

    Zheng Xia's face was covered with sweat and she was panting. When she heard Yuan Ming's shouting, she said loudly: "Brother, I listen to you!"

    While the two of them were talking, the flying sword that was originally guarding them suddenly changed its direction and struck straight at them.  Such a change was so fast that the men in blood-clothed clothes had no time to stop it.

    The sword light was like lightning, and it came to the two of them in an instant. Just for a moment, both of them would be destroyed.  Looking at the sword light rushing towards him, a trace of sadness rose on Yuan Ming's face.  He doesn't want to die, he still wants to become the real Jin Dan, and he still wants to be as majestic as that person.

    But in the current situation, what will happen if he doesn¡¯t die?  Rather than being humiliated and dying, it would be better to solve it yourself.  Looking at the rapidly falling sword light, Yuan Ming could only see the figure of the man standing in the sky.  That figure is as high as a mountain, and that figure is as lonely as a pine tree.

    ¡°I will never be the kind of person he is, even though I keep trying.  Thoughts were flying in his heart for a moment, and Yuan Ming instantly discovered that the flying sword that was slashing at him could not fall down, which made him feel even more sad and angry.

    Even if he can¡¯t commit suicide, this thief is really kind to himself.  Yuan Ming, with thoughts flashing in his mind, was just about to activate the magic formula to explode the circulation of true energy in his body, but he heard someone in the void laughing: "Yuan Ming, your flying sword attacks you, isn't it some powerful magic method?"

    This voice was very calm, but in Yuan Ming's ears, it sounded like thunder.  Although he had been separated from that person for more than a year, Yuan Ming could never forget the way that person spoke. For a moment, all the sadness and anger in the sky dissipated. He asked overjoyed: "Is is it Senior Fang?"

    The faces of several men in blood-clothed clothes who were besieging Yuan Ming and Zheng Xia also changed at this time.  The blood knives of their envoys were already fixed in the air at this time, and the only ones who could do this were real people with golden elixir or above.

    "It's not me!" With a smiling voice, Fang Ling and his group walked out.  Looking at Fang Ling, who was wearing a green Taoist robe, Yuan Ming and Zheng Xia's expressions were full of excitement.  After all, for the two of them, this was nothing less than a chance of survival.

    "Who are you?" After the wretched man discovered that Fang Ling and others were a group of people, he hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and said loudly: "We, the Blood-Coated Guild, are doing things. Anyone who dares to stop us is against our Blood-Coated Guild!"

    This wretched man, who was at the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment, dared to shout at them Jindan Daoist people regardless of life and death. This made Wang Hetong and Yuwen Chenggang furious. At that moment, Yuwen Chenggang snorted coldly:  "Who are you and what is going on in the Blood Clothes Society? Tell me immediately. Otherwise, I will let you experience the three most severe tortures in the world."

    After several men looked at each other, the wretched man smiled sinisterly and said: "You will pay the price, hahaha!"

    The laughter became louder and louder. In this laughter, the man turned into a ball of blood mist in vain, spraying between the sky and the earth.  Following the death of this wretched man, the other companions following him instantly turned into a bloody mist.

    The price these monks paid was the destruction of both their souls and souls.  althoughAlthough Fang Ling and other Jindan Daoists were not concerned about the death of several foundation-building monks, their strange deaths still made Fang Ling and others' expressions change.

    "Brother, head master, have you ever heard of the Blood Clothes Society?" Fang Ling waved and took a blood knife into his hand, and felt a violent murderous intent rushing straight from the knife.  (To be continued)

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