Chapter 1856

Ghost family Daxing, Yongfeng town Daxing.

The residents of Yongfeng town are naturally happy, and there are many fewer intrigues among the eight families!

What is the purpose of intrigue? Not for profit.

Now, with greater interests in Yongfeng Town, we naturally don't have to fight each other's petty profits.

Of course, this kind of unity is only temporary, because there is a bigger cake, so people will unite. Once the cake is separated, the internal struggle between them will make a comeback again. However, it was decades or even hundreds of years later, Fang Yue did not serve as the town guard in Yongfeng town for a long time!

At that time, Fang Yue naturally did not want to be in charge of the flood.

What's more, if Fang Yue's plan is carried out step by step, can Yongfeng town really last for decades or even a hundred years?

Fang Yue is not sure!

"Yongfeng Town, Yongfeng town! The world is Yongfeng, and the grain is eternal!"

Fang Yue stands in front of a stone tablet tens of meters high in front of the town of Yongfeng town. This stone tablet is extremely simple and magnificent. It is clearly a dark and stubborn stone without any special stone, but it has become a huge stone tens of meters high under the careful seal cutting of intentional people. It has experienced wind and rain without any damage and stands forever!

There are only eight big characters on the stone tablet.

"Heaven and earth are always abundant and grain is abundant!"

The strength of these eight words is amazing, which vaguely contains a domineering atmosphere!

Fang Yue has a subtle feeling, from which he can vaguely feel the spirit of immortality, eternity and sweeping through the eight wastelands and Six Harmonies!

"Report to the garrison envoy! The Wu family has something important to ask!"

At this time, a messenger came from a distance, rode a horse, dismounted about ten meters from Fang Yue, fell to the ground, and knelt down in front of Fang Yue on one knee.

He hugged his fist and played it. It's in line with the rules!

Fang Yue glanced at the herald, nodded slightly and said, "if the Wu family has something to do, let their people speak!"

The herald looked at Fang Yue in embarrassment: "the master of the Wu family told me that I must hand over one thing to the garrison envoy! Now the people of the Wu family have been watched by the thunder Titan. The master of the Wu family and the elders have no time to come in person and report various matters to the garrison envoy!"

The herald insisted on giving Fang Yue the Wu family's things in person.

Fang Yue glanced at him and said faintly, "in that case, give me something!"

The herald got up and carefully took out a scroll from his waist!

He took it up with his hands and walked towards Fang Yue step by step. Both the look on his face and the movements in his hands were extremely humble!

A moment later, the herald came near Fang Yue.

"Please open the scroll of the Wu family in person!"

The herald spoke again.

Fang Yue frowned slightly. He felt something wrong in his heart. He just wanted to ask.

Suddenly, the messenger's face changed, one hand shook off, the scroll in his hand opened instantly, turned into a violent storm and swept away in the direction of Fang Yue!

In the storm, every gust of wind was like a knife. Fang Yue's body was instantly crushed into countless flesh and blood powder, which dissipated between heaven and earth.

"The garrison envoy, the Tianjiao of Renmeng is nothing more than that!"

There was a proud laugh from the messenger's heavy armor!

The herald determined that Fang Yue had died under the storm of the scroll. He took out a white scroll and slowly unfolded it. One of the white sculptures rushed out of it and flew into the sky. It sounded as a signal!

At the same time, Yongfeng town was surrounded by enemies from all directions! Like the tide and river waves, it's vast and hard to see the end!

"Yongfeng town robbery! Yongfeng town robbery!"

In different directions of Yongfeng Town, a very sad voice sounded.

The armies of the dark demons, ice demons, thunder Titans and dark demons are used from all directions. The number of people is like a sea. It's a vast area!

"Give up resistance, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

A saint of the dark demon family slowly floated into the sky. He looked down at the four directions and said in a thick voice.

"Yongfeng town is the eternal home of our Terran! Our Terran has only heroes who died in war, and there are absolutely no cowards who kneel down!"

A hard and stubborn voice came from the Terran! The figure of a Terran general rises slowly in the air! He was dressed in silver armor, with a national face and a square face! A pair of eyes like a tiger patrol around, with an awe inspiring domineering spirit!

"I'm Lin family, Lin Qianqiu! Come to learn the martial arts of the dark demon saint!"

"If the alien wants to invade our Terran territory, step on my body first!"

The old man's voice was so hard that there was even a smell of returning to death in his voice.

Lin Qianqiu is a battlefield general among the Terrans. He once led the Terran soldiers to fight in all directions and kill aliens. He made Hummer contributions to protecting the Terran territory! Even though he is in a foreign race, Lin Qianqiu is a man of great reputation. He is the God of war of the human race! He is a hero!

In that year, Lin Qianqiu retired from the army because of serious injury and returned to Yongfeng town to recover. The Lin family, which once ranked last in Yongfeng Town, also became the fifth largest family in Yongfeng town because of his overnight rise!

"Lin Qianqiu, I respect you as a man. You can't afford to go through the muddy water this time. I advise you to leave early so as not to provoke an irresistible enemy for the Lin family!"

The sage of the dark demon family stared at Lin Qianqiu for a moment, and then said slowly.

Although the dark demon clan has always been known for its arrogance and domineering, they still have some respect for the real heroes in the Terran clan! In particular, Lin Qianqiu has a strong reputation in both Terrans and dark demons!

The advice of the dark demon sage is also with a bit of goodwill.

"Ha ha! Lin Qianqiu's blood is on the battlefield. He has killed countless demons. What muddy water can't afford Lin Qianqiu?"

Lin Qianqiu is quite overbearing and doesn't mean to retreat at all.

"If you die for the ethnic group, Lin will die without regret!"

Lin Qianqiu looked like death at home, which made the sage of the dark demon family only hum coldly.

"Since you want to die, I'll kill you myself! Let all the families in hell understand that the destruction of the human race is the general trend, and no one can stop the pace of the destruction of the human race!"

The sage of the dark demon family spoke. He suddenly took his hand. His palmprint turned into illusion and thousands of ways came out together!

If someone has seen a well-known antique among the Terrans, he will be able to recognize that this is an extremely ancient martial art among the Terrans - thousand magic hands!

Among the thousands of palms, there are both virtual and real. The combination of virtual and real forms such palm strength!

The thousand magic hands are real and false, which is impossible to prevent!

Although Lin Qianqiu didn't have such strong insight, he also smelled a familiar smell from the start of the dark demon saint.

"This seems to be the martial arts of the Terran!"

Lin Qianqiu frowned slightly. He murmured.

However, this time was a critical moment of life and death, not the time for him to identify the origin of this martial arts.

"Thousands of magic hands have thousands of strength, dragon shaped tiger shadow, and thousands of animals come out!"

A clear singing voice came from afar!

The owner of the voice is a little monk. The little monk looks beautiful and kind, but the radian of his mouth has a taste of cynicism!

"It's said that the thousand magic hands disappeared in the human race thousands of years ago. I don't know where the saints in the dark demon family came from!"

Before Lin Qianqiu could make a move, the little monk suddenly raised his hand and condensed a big palm print, which collided with Qianhuan's hand.

The thousand magic hands that came all over the ground couldn't resist this big handprint. They were photographed and dissipated and disappeared!

"Who are you? Dare to break the good deeds of my dark demon family?"

The saint of the dark demon family was a little angry, and his muscles were trembling.

Because his heart was already vaguely guessing, but he did not dare to admit that his guess was true.

"Fayuan temple, little Shami - XuanZhen!"

The little monk raised his palm with one hand and looked like Amitabha!

The dark demon Saint could not help showing a dejected expression.

"Fayuan temple, court temple, Yongfeng town is not your protected territory. Why did you come here to make trouble with my dark demon family?"

The little monk said with a smile: "Our Fayuan temple is responsible for guarding every Terran territory. What's more, you dark demons are bold, destroy our Terran orthodoxy and steal our Terran martial arts! The crime is extremely heinous, and everyone will be punished! Do you want to arrest them and come back to Fayuan temple with me to explain how to learn your martial arts, or let me send you back to the West in public here, leave your soul and bring you back "Go to the Fayuan temple for salvation?"

Although the little monk is young, he is definitely not an ordinary little monk looking at his speech!

The saint of the dark demon family snorted coldly: "Although Fayuan Temple claims to be vast, awe inspiring and boundless, but this time our four ethnic groups unite and destroy Yongfeng town with firm confidence. Can a little monk in your Fayuan Temple resist it? If you're not polite, you're a mantis in a cart, and you can't measure your strength! In the end, you can't resist the footsteps of our Fayuan temple, and even catch your life ！”

The sage of the dark demon clan became more and more powerful, and eight similar figures emerged behind him.

This is not the incarnation of the saints in the dark demon family, but the eight saints refined by him into their own shadow!

The little monk's face was blue: "eight magic skills! It turns out that the eight evil sects were also destroyed by you! Three thousand years ago, in the southern region, the eight evil sects, which was famous for a time, suddenly collapsed, which once attracted countless Taoist suspicions. Our Fayuan temple also investigated for a long time and found no trace. Unexpectedly, the reappearance of the eight magic skills in the world came from an outsider of your dark demon family!"

The sage of the dark demon clan said: "Now you know? Unfortunately, it's too late! Qianhuan hand, the eight magic skills have become the inheritance skills of my dark demon family! Since I dare to display these two unique skills today, I'm not afraid of being investigated by the big people of your human family! Today I'm going to try whether these eight magic skills are as powerful as the legend, which can increase my combat power nine times, cut down immortals retrogradely and kill the level of great saints The strong one! "