Chapter 349

When night falls, something strange will happen.

The dark wind roared, and the people hanging were seeping all over.

According to common sense, Fang Yue's body is full of life and blood. Like a small sun, it is impossible to feel the cold at all.

But in this barren forest.

Whenever there is a shady wind, he will feel cold hands and feet, and even the circulation of blood is somewhat sluggish and stiff.

This goes against common sense and goes beyond Fang Yue's cognition.

Sometimes, Fang Yue's eyes will see some incredible scenes.

Like the corner of the world shaking war.

The moon was destroyed and the stars sank. Under the slap of a big hand, the sky burst and the sun fell.

Or a huge ancient corpse climbed out of the tomb and stood between heaven and earth. He is a hundred feet tall, with a pair of tiger eyes and a male eye.

There are thousands of ethnic groups killing and marching out. The faces of different ethnic groups converge into a sea of killing!

But every time Fang Yue fixed his eyes, those scenes would disappear.

Everything was calm and there was no vision.

Fang Yue suspected that this was an ancient battlefield. Some ancient war instruments were left on this land. Some weapons unearthed in the past have become the most precious treasure pursued by people.

The cold wind is the emergence of the ghost of the past. Turn this place into a dark road!

Fang Yue avoided other explorers and walked alone. Now, his identity is particularly sensitive.

More than one wave of people followed and pursued him secretly. Many big forces made friends with him openly and bought magic medicine, but they made preparations secretly.

If they have the right opportunity, they don't mind killing and looting.

The Dan squares in Fang Yue's hands are particularly precious and exciting.

In fact, Fang Yue wanted to say that even if these pills fell into their hands, they could not copy and refine these pills.

In this process, there must be the cooperation of small iron.

Otherwise, even if they have danfang in hand, they will be just a piece of waste paper.

Deep into the barren forest, Fang Yue met a village, which was very dilapidated and had only three or five families.

The low fence was full of tooth marks and scratches left by fierce animals.

A thin boy with dark face and bright eyes stood at the entrance of the village, biting his fingers and looking timidly at Fang Yue. He nibbled his fingertips with a row of rat like sharp teeth.

In the little boy's body, Fang Yue saw wisps of extremely strong breath.

In his hand, the saint's eyeball glowed slightly. A sharp eye fell on the little boy.

Fang Yue's divine sense attached to his eyeball tells Fang Yue that the little boy is a white bone, which is the head of a human body and a mouse.

Without saying a word, Fang Yue turned and left.

His hair burst and he left at once.

After walking out for tens of miles, looking back behind him, the little boy didn't follow. At this time, Fang Yue's mood calmed down a little.

The little boy has a big problem. It's not just pretending to be a corpse.

He may have died and become a Yin man.

This kind of Yin man is between life and death. It's very strange. It was born with a strong curse.

Even saints have a headache to be watched by him.

The origin of this barren forest is probably a thousand times more terrible than the ancient battlefield. Otherwise, there can be no Yin people brewing out of this special existence.

"There may be more than one Yin person here. There are three or five families in the village. Can't you say there are such Yin people in the whole village? Great! Yin people are born and heaven and earth are in chaos. There will be big problems in this barren forest!"

Fang Yue whispered to himself.

The next moment, his heart stopped suddenly.

He suddenly looked up and looked around. A martial arts expert can predict misfortunes and blessings. Once a catastrophe comes, there will be a whim.

Is it that some Yin people came after him?

Fang Yue guessed.

Rustling footsteps came from all around.

A series of figures appeared around Fang Yue. He glanced roughly and found that these people had cold faces and a sarcastic smile on the corners of their mouths.

These people are all iron and silver helmets, and they are covered with a thin layer of murderous Qi.

Put the long knife into the scabbard and hang it around the waist. Look at the costumes and costumes. They must be experienced veterans! The word "crape myrtle" was engraved on their left chest.

The identity of these people is already clear.

Crape myrtle religion, once strong, was a supreme sect in heaven and earth tens of thousands of years ago.

But ten thousand years ago, they were exhausted in a catastrophe, and the saints fell away, leaving only three or five. Since then, crape myrtle religion gradually declined and became a second-rate sect among the Terrans. Attached to Taiyi sword sect, it has never revived and risen again!

Fang Yue has a feud with taiyijian sect, and the people of crape myrtle sect appear. Their purpose can't be more obvious.

There are more than 20 experts of Ziwei sect. Each one is an expert in the rotation realm. They are ready to kill each other when they hit Yue. They don't leave a living mouth! Therefore, a shot is such a strong lineup!

"Fang Yue, hold your hand and catch it. We may let you live! If you dare to resist, we don't mind killing you, stripping the spirit and offering it to Taiyi sword sect!"

A master of crape myrtle teaching opened his mouth. His eyes to Fang Yue were full of contempt!

In his opinion, the congenital environment is like an ant on the side of the road, and he is a dragon lying in a mountain stream. Their life levels are no longer on the same level at all.

They killed chickens and cattle with a knife. In the face of Fang Yue, it was a crushing advantage!

Without saying a word, Fang Yue turned and left! His figure flickered, a blink, and the next moment had appeared hundreds of meters away!

To tell the truth, Fang Yue was really flattered by such a lineup. In his heart, he had greeted the women of the 18th generation, the high-level ancestor of crape myrtle sect!

That's an exaggeration. He was just a little inborn. He sent one vote of rotation realm experts to kill!

This is not to achieve the goal, I will never stop!

Fang Yue scattered his feet and ran away, leaving smoke and dust all the way!

Ziwei's rotation realm experts drank together: "chase!"

They used their magic powers and pursued Fang Yue behind his ass.

Some people shrink into inches and take thousands of feet at a time. Some people are at the end of the world, crossing mountains and rivers together.

Fang Yue's ability to run for his life is not weak. The virtual shadow of the golden winged ROC emerges. His wings flutter and wind and thunder roll! He rocked up three thousand miles, which also represents the extreme speed of heaven and earth.

Those masters of crape myrtle sect looked at each other and didn't mean to let Fang Yue go.

They worked together to block the space.

Refining the thousands of miles of fangyue into an independent world!

At the same time, a thousand black stones broke through the air. Suppressed in different directions. This is the crystallization of space. It is a rare and precious resource. Only when the plane collapses and the space is destroyed can it be born. If the practitioners who understand the way of space refine it, they can integrate space elements into the physical body and evolve into a space spirit, which has a higher degree of fit with the surrounding space.

There are few practitioners of space Tiandao, and space crystallization is also precious!

The vast majority of space crystals are not refined by the practitioners of space heaven, but become a special array to block the space and make it more stable and difficult to be torn!

Rao is Fang Yue, who understands the way of space and heaven and studies it deeply. Also trapped in this thousands of miles around the world.

The crape myrtle sect is obviously prepared and will not stop until it reaches its goal!

Without hesitation, Fang Yue waved his wings again and plunged in one direction.

The people of the crape myrtle sect behind him were not in a hurry to catch up with the mountain, but laughed one by one, with a joking expression in their eyes.

In their eyes, Fang Yue is a turtle in a jar and has no vitality anymore! Instead of slapping him to death, it's better to tease him and torture him to death slowly!

The people of crape myrtle sect gathered together, one by one with bad intentions. Each of them is a strong person in the circle of rotation. Even Fang Yue has a backhand who can compete with one or two of them. It will not help in the end.

Fang Yue's footsteps hesitated, and his eyes did not fall on the more than 20 hunters in the circle.

He hesitated whether to go into the village behind him.

The black and thin little boy was still looking at the entrance of the village. His eyes were full of dull wood.

Fang Yue approached and felt the amazing Yin in the village! If his inference is correct, there is definitely more than one Yin man in it.

According to ancient books, Yin people's means of startling the sky is to survive from the gap between the rules of yin and Yang. Living from death represents an unimaginable great creation.

People who can have this kind of creation are supreme beings before they die!

"Fang Yue, kneel down and die, hand over his wealth and treasures, and obediently follow us back to Taiyi sword sect to admit his mistake."

A strong man in the circle smiled coldly. In my eyes, Fang Yue was already fish on the chopping board and was slaughtered!

"Crape myrtle sect, don't regret it! Taiyijian sect is famous all over the world. I have nothing to do, but what is your crape myrtle sect? Although my ancestors were rich, they are still broken and settled now! When I free my hand, I will kill your crape myrtle sect! At least the younger generation, don't want to live!"

Fang Yue grits his teeth. What he hates most is this kind of pawn and slave dog!

They look majestic, but in fact, they are very poor!

See the cold figures gathered around.

Fang Yue knew that he had no choice!

After turning around, Fang Yue fled to the village. His breath suddenly changed. His whole body was dead. He didn't look like a living man at all!

"Chase me!"

The people of crape myrtle sect are approaching.

Like a torrent, the night is full of dust.

Their blood is rich, like an ocean! Surging like a tide, rolling the eight wastelands!

The iron hooves fell and the mountains shook. The birds in the forest started, flapping their wings and flying in different directions!

They are unscrupulous. This is just a barren forest, although there was danger. But their team has more than 20 people, fearless!

The black and thin little boy guarding at the entrance of the village turned a blind eye to Fang Yue, because Fang Yue had a strong spirit of death, and he was regarded as a kind that had not been completely transformed.

And what do these people have?

Strong blood gas rushing into the sky.

For him, it has fatal temptation and is the most precious medicine in the process of evolution!

The black and thin man walked to the entrance of the village mechanically and numbly. Raise a pair of godless and empty eyes.

There was a murmur in his throat.

"Food... Medicine... Delicious..."

He can't pronounce clearly. There is a long interval and pause between every word!

Those people of crape myrtle sect didn't see any clue. In their eyes, this was a little boy with wild mountains.