Chapter 217

"Damn it, these two bastards are really unreliable."

Fang Chang always cursed. At present, the array has not been broken, but he also doesn't intend to stay. With his strength alone, he is as hard as the other party, and there is no difference from looking for death.

Raise your hand and call out a black cloak magic weapon. After activation, it turns into a black light and quickly breaks through the air.

Outside the array,

As soon as the two monks surnamed Duan flew out, they immediately saw a large swarm of gold eating insects. A cruel color flashed in his eyes, and his palm suddenly patted his companion and pushed him into the swarm in an instant. Taking advantage of the pause of the swarm, he fled quickly.

"You... No..."

The companion didn't think that there would be such a situation. He even sold his own people. However, it was too late to shout again. In the blink of an eye, he was submerged by insects.

"Bang..."

A loud noise came out. Without hesitation, he immediately destroyed his body and left Yuanying alone to survive.

"It's decisive now. Unfortunately, it's too late."

A cold laugh suddenly came, and then the colorful light filled the air. The Yuanying was swallowed up before he could escape.

"What should I do now? Those two people have run away." Xiao Li said with some pity.

"There must always be a choice." Chu Feng smiled and said again without any pity,

"The elder surnamed Fang happened to be on our way. Unfortunately, he chose him."

"If he hears this reason, I'm afraid he will vomit blood with anger." Xiao Li chuckled.

A moment later, a blue light left quickly, which was the direction of elder Fang's escape.

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A few days later,

Fengguo, Xuanyin mountain

This is a very strange mountain range, stretching for hundreds of miles, with snow all year round. Because the climate is too cold, there are no mortals here. Only some monks can stay here.

There is a strange Lake in Xuanyin mountain, which is called Xuanyin Lake by monks. There are a few spiritual veins at the bottom of the lake. Therefore, even if you are in the mountains, you can still keep it from freezing.

Around Xuanyin Lake grows a low-level elixir called cold primrose, which is a necessary auxiliary medicine for refining Yin attribute elixir. It is only here in the whole Tiannan. Therefore, friars come to pick at regular intervals.

Today, it is just the time for the cold cherry grass to mature. On the Bank of Xuanyin lake, three monks are coming together.

The first is a woman, not absolutely beautiful, but also pretty and lovely. She is wearing a moon white palace skirt. She was followed by two men, who were handsome and well-dressed. Their accomplishments were all over at the end of the Dan period.

"Look, Miss Nan, this is Xuanyin lake. Those light blue flowers on the bank are cold primroses. Friars will come to pick them every season." the man introduced it and said again,

"Although this cold primrose is only a low-level elixir, it is very beautiful. It is a rare beauty."

"No matter how beautiful the cold primrose is, how can it be compared with the southern girl?" another man seemed to be against him and sneered.

"You... You are obviously unreasonable. When did Zhou say that Miss Nan is not beautiful?"

"Oh, who knows what you think."

Hearing the two bickering, a trace of helplessness flashed in the eyes of the beautiful woman. She had never wanted to meet such two things. After seeing her true face by accident, I couldn't drive her away any more. It was like two pieces of brown sugar sticking together.

"Well, two Taoist friends, stop arguing about these boring questions."

"What Miss Nan said is that Zheng is too lazy to argue with you."

"You are the boring person, just..."

The friar surnamed Zhou was about to speak again. Suddenly, he looked stunned and couldn't help looking at the sky in the distance. There, there is a dark escape light flying in the direction of Xuanyin lake.

"Eh? That's..."

The other two also reacted, and immediately felt a chill in their hearts and called out a magic weapon to be on alert. Looking at the speed of their flight, it was obvious that they were not low-level friars.

"Look, there are still people behind. Who is chasing a strong man in Yuanying period?"

"Whew -"

The escape light finally stopped and was floating over Xuanyin lake. The light disappeared, showing a thin middle-aged monk. His hair was scattered, his face was full of fatigue, and his back was covered with a dark ancient cloak,

When the middle-aged friar found the three people by the lake, a glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes and said loudly:

"Among the three Taoist friends, Fang was originally an elder of Wan Tong. At present, he is being chased and killed by a Muran. I hope you can help him for the sake of being the same Tiannan friar. Fang must thank you very much afterwards."

"What, Wan Tongtong, isn't that the top three business firm of the League of nine?"

"How could Wan Tongtong's elder be chased and killed by the Muran people? This is the sphere of influence of Tiannan. What kind of Muran people are they? Are they too brave?"

"Don't worry, abbot. If it's the Mulan people, we will never stand idly by." friar Zhou said.

"Yes, Mulan people are too rampant to dare to chase here."

"In this way, I would like to thank the two Taoist friends. Mr. Fang promised that there would be heavy thanks when the time came, and he would definitely satisfy the two Taoist friends."

The glittering and translucent black eyes of the woman surnamed Nan blinked. She always felt something strange. She simply didn't speak and planned to wait and see its change.

In the twinkling of an eye, the light behind also stopped. It was a blue shuttle like magic weapon. A blue light flashed, and a blue figure appeared in the air, suspended in the air, looking at the people like a smile.

"This is already my Tiannan sphere of influence. As a Muran, don't you think it's too arrogant to chase me here? Have you paid attention to my Tiannan friar?" elder Fang flashed a cruel look in his eyes and took the lead in scolding.

"What a sharp mouth."

Chu Feng snorted coldly and then looked at the other three, especially the two young friars in gorgeous clothes.

"What do you mean? Do you want to meddle?"

"Even if you're in charge, it's not Mu Lan grassland. You can't be so presumptuous." the friar surnamed Zhou said coldly.

Different from friar Zhou, another companion had a little doubt. Somehow, he suddenly felt something was wrong. His words and deeds didn't look like Mulan.

"Your brain can cultivate to the later stage of jiedan. It's really an eye opener for Chu. Shouldn't it be the waste fed by the medicine jar?"

"You... What do you mean?"

I don't know if he was right. Friar Zhou's face immediately turned red.

"Taoist friends don't have to argue with him. These murans are the most cunning. His words are deliberately humiliating you, so as to disturb your Taoist heart."

Elder Fang interrupted their words in time, and it will be revealed if they go on. He no longer hesitated, instantly sacrificed the demon cone and went straight to the other party's key.

"Several Taoist friends hurry up and I'll contain him."

Friar Zhou was angry. Xuangong worked, and his white face turned red. His palm turned, a red flying sword suddenly appeared and offered it without hesitation.

However, the two companions beside him did not move, but stood quietly and watched carefully. Especially the woman surnamed Nan seemed to think of something and her eyes lit up slightly.