Chapter 2615

A corner of the crowd.

There were several big men with unusually tall and ferocious faces.

When they stood there, there was an undisguised evil spirit all over them, which attracted others around them to retreat with fear and dare not approach.

Around the big man, there was an open area hundreds of feet away.

At this point.

A big man swallowed his saliva hard and looked at the white haired man at the head, "commander, do we still want to avenge him?"

Once you say that.

The man noticed that the faces of the other men became ugly.

Even the commander, who had always been paralyzed, twitched several times.

"Take revenge on your mother. It's as simple as killing a chicken to kill the top seven. You let me take revenge on the top six. You want to kill me!"

The commander said, as if still angry, slapped the unintelligible interrogator into the ground, leaving only his head outside.

This ferocious scene frightened some people who had already retreated hundreds of feet away and ran back again for fear of being stared at by them.

After retreating a few miles away, the group looked at the ferocious man and wondered what the other party had just said, which made him so angry!

Because.

There was a layer of sound insulation around the big men. Outsiders only saw them keep talking, as if they were discussing something, but they couldn't hear their voice at all.

"Shall we leave now?"

Another subordinate asked.

He immediately got a cold eye from the cruel man, and the strong man who won the quadruple immediately bowed his head.

"This son killed my brother Jin Wuwei. How can he put down such a great hatred easily!"

The ferocious man, the commander of Jin Wuwei, followed Zhao Fang all the way and disguised himself into Wuteng mountain.

I wanted to take this opportunity to kill Zhao Fang in Wuteng mountain and kill the disciples participating in the ceremony, causing a big storm.

However, before they started, the Youzu began to release their hands to Zhao.

The next battle seemed to be beyond their expectation.

Facing the power of the whole family, even if the four ancestors came out together, Zhao Fang was not afraid. He subdued and killed them one by one, showing an unparalleled posture.

This made the only idea of revenge that Jin Wuwei and others had annihilated.

Together, they can at best compete with an old ancestor.

However.

No matter how strong the four great ancestors were, they could not bear the prestige of Zhao Fang's two swords, let alone them.

"That boy killed the ancestors of the four veins of the you family. He will certainly be pursued and killed by the two big people in the Youming hall. He can't stay here for a long time. Let's leave!"

Commander Jin Wuwei said, leading several subordinates to leave Wuteng mountain directly.

Although some people along the way noticed their abnormalities, in the face of the terrible smell of several strong people, they lost the four veins of the quiet family one after another. Even if they wanted to stop them, they couldn't stop them!

Finally, we can only watch Jin Wuwei and others go away.

This.

Zhao Fang doesn't know.

He repeatedly used reincarnation, his body was weak to the limit, and his perception also fell to the trough.

"I have to improve my accomplishments!"

Zhao Fang looked up at the depths of Wuteng mountain.

Although the ancestors of the four veins of the you family died out, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"There are at least eight veins in the nether world, and there are at least a number of eight veins in the nether world, plus the real strength of the nether world hall!"

"If I'm still in the same state, I'll have a hard time dealing with these people!"

This time, although he killed the ancestors of the four veins, he also paid a great price. If he reached the highest level of cultivation, there would be absolutely no so many problems!

"The killing of so many champions is enough for me to impact the realm of champions. Well, first improve the realm, and then calculate the account slowly!"

Zhao Fang's mouth showed a trace of coldness, his body twinkled and disappeared in situ.

Shortly after he left, several terrible smells, as if waking up from a deep sleep, covered the whole Wuteng mountain. The terrible momentum could not lift everyone's head.

"The breath of heaven, earth, dark and yellow veins has disappeared! Who did it!"

The cold voice without any emotion is like a god whispering and echoing in Wuteng mountain.

Then.

Scenes appeared over Wuteng mountain, impressively showing Zhao Fang waving his sword against the ancestors of the four veins.

Some strong men with profound cultivation couldn't help being shocked when they saw this scene.

"Back to the source!"

This may seem simple, but even if you win the top seven, you can't do this step.

It not only needs strong cultivation as support, but also needs to control a trace of time rules.

"It was the big man in the netherworld Hall who shot."

All the strong men of first-class forces have a clear understanding.

"Those who dare to kill the strong of you family should be killed!"

The picture was broken, and only the divine voice filled the whole Wuteng mountain, making everyone who heard it have a sense of terror of collapse.

But surprisingly.

The sound then disappeared.

All the terrible waves also disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

"Strange!"

Many people were surprised.

I thought there would be some measures in the netherworld hall. Unexpectedly, I just put a cruel word and it was over?

The death of the ancestor of the four veins had a serious impact on the Xiyue ceremony.

After witnessing the terrible power of the young demon God, the biggest Xiyue ceremony in the nether world was like a child's house.

It leads to the unstable state of mind of many talents, ranging from abnormal play to affecting the foundation of cultivation.

Many powerful forces in the nether world hated Zhao Fang.

But they just hate it.

If Zhao Fangzhen stood in front of them, he wouldn't dare to fart!

"Zhao Fang? A very familiar name. Why can't you remember it?"

The crowd, a girl with a veil, her eyes showed a trace of confusion and loss, looked at the direction Zhao Fang left and murmured absentmindedly.

"Xiaoyou, still thinking about that guy? You won't fall in love with him."

Beside the girl, a beautiful and refined black skirt girl joked.

The girl called Xiaoyou just shook her head and didn't speak.

"Muggle, I don't know what you've experienced outside. You've been silent since you came back."

The girl in black skirt sighed.

"Ming Wen, I don't know what I've experienced outside."

"Well."

Looking at the girl's innocent eyes, the black skirt girl Mingwen showed a slight wrinkle in her eyebrows. She seemed to think of something and showed dissatisfaction. "Those old guys of the Ming clan are really bastards!"

"Hehe, be careful and let them hear. You'll have to be punished for confinement!" the girl smiled and knew that Mingwen was defending herself against injustice.

"Xiaoyou, don't worry. As long as you and I become the goddess of this Xiyue ceremony, we will be able to ask those old guys to restore your erased memory."

Mingwen grabbed Xiaoyou's hand and said in a positive color.

Xiaoyou smiled as usual and said faintly, "it's not an important memory anyway. Just erase it. Why bother you to waste a rare opportunity?"