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"A good chance!"

Fang Ling did not use his full strength when the nine black robed figures pounced at him. As a result, the six of them were surrounded by danger in front of the black clothed figures who were all at the Gale Demon Realm. It seemed as if they could die at any moment. Right at this moment, a loud explosion erupted from afar. This caused Fang Ling, who had been paying attention to She Tu, to be deeply shocked. He knew that the person following behind She Tu was already fighting against him.

"Brother Li, please take your little sister and head northwest. There is a Rank 7 Baleful Yin Point there."

Fang Ling secretly sent a sound transmission and the aura of a demonic god spread out. In an instant, a demonic aura spread out from his body, causing Fang Ling to appear mysterious all of a sudden. He clenched one hand into a fist and viciously punched at the figure in black in front of him!

Ah!" "Not good! He's hiding his cultivation base. Hurry up and retreat!

The black clothed figure's body trembled, a peerless aura enveloped him, he could not help but cry out in shock. Then, his body flashed and he was about to retreat. Seeing this, a sneer appeared on Fang Ling's face. He then glanced at Wen Zhao, who was already harboring malicious intentions. This gaze caused Wen Zhao's heart to turn cold.

"Die!"

Fang Ling laughed coldly in his heart as a punch landed on his opponent's body. In the next moment, the black clothed figure did not even have the chance to cry out before he was split into pieces.

This scene caused Gao Hu and the others to stop what they were doing as they looked at Fang Ling vigilantly. The other eight men in black took the opportunity to gather together and look at Fang Ling vigilantly.

"Hehe …" Fellow Daoist Fang Daoyi's methods are quite friendly. I never imagined that Fellow Daoist Gao's Cultivation base would be so incredible. " Gao Hu was startled, but he let out a bitter laugh as he looked at Fang Ling.

Fang Ling took a glance at Gao Hu, his eyes flashing as he said, "Fellow Taoist Gao, there is no need to be like this. I will not go back on my promise."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Fang." After hearing that, a hint of surprise appeared on Gao Hu's face as he clasped his hands and said.

Wu Tong let out a cold laugh when he saw this scene. His body moved and a grey fog actually appeared around his body. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the distance. After witnessing Fang Ling kill an existence at the Gale Fiend Realm with a single punch, this person understood that it would be difficult for him to obtain the Netherworld Lotus. Moreover, the battle from far away had proven that there were experts nearby.

Seeing Wu Dai leave, Fang Ling did not have any intention of stopping him. A light flashed in Wen Zhao's eyes, and he moved his body to leave.

A cold glint flashed through Fang Ling's eyes as he moved in front of Wen Zhao.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, what do you mean by that?" Wen Zhao's expression changed as he looked at Fang Ling.

"Haha …" Fang Ling smiled playfully. "If Fellow Wen wishes to leave, then go to Li Wan'er and use the tracking imprint on her."

"Hmm? I do not understand what Fellow Daoist is saying! "

When he used the tracking imprint on Li Wan'er, he believed that he would be able to track her without anyone noticing. Moreover, it was a very rare imprint, and this imprint was very ancient; it seemed to be something from the ancient times. Earlier, Wen Zhao had used this imprint many times to track the female cultivator in order to cultivate her technique. When the other party was left alone, he would use a method to capture her alive and help him increase his cultivation.

However, at this moment, Fang Ling was using a method that he thought he was proud of. A strong killing intent could not help but faintly float in his heart.

"Don't you want to admit it? "If you don't admit it, then admit it!"

Fang Ling had always been good to his friends, and after a short period of contact with Li Menglong, he had already won over Fang Ling's recognition. As Li Menglong's sister, Fang Ling loved his friends, so he naturally would not let them have any hidden dangers.

However, Fang Ling was still using inner force. Fang Ling had noticed it when he first entered, and the restrictions here did not seem to be able to restrain his inner force. After all, in general, inner force was only at the tenth level of the martial path, so to demon beasts of the Foundation Establishment stage and above, they were no different from ants.

As a result, the ancient Beast Master School also didn't need to restrict their inner strength. It just had to happen that a freak like Fang Ling had started to practice the Sky Splitting Demon Art and its essence had already started to change. It was evolving towards a demonic god's body.

At this moment, the internal power was rolling in the air while the God of Heaven was operating at its highest speed. An enormous power was pressing down on Wen Zhao!

"Hmm? You want to make a move? You think I'm scared! Then let me show you my method! "

Seeing this, Wen Zhao's eyes narrowed, and his expression turned ugly. He shouted loudly, and with a wave of his hands, a huge puppet appeared in front of him. He flipped his hand, and four mid-grade spirit stones appeared.

"This puppet is from the ancient times, and its power is comparable to an early stage Dao Embryo stage cultivator. It even contained immense power. Smelly brat, I want to see how you're going to die!"

"Ancient puppet!"

Seeing the object that appeared in front of Wen Zhao, Fang Ling's eyes lit up. He had seen talismans before, and now, he could see another puppet that had achieved the results of cultivating! From Fang Ling's point of view, this puppet was even more exquisite than those spaceship armors! Of course, if the spaceship was equipped with a particle cannon, its might would be incomparable. It would be a terrifying existence capable of destroying planets.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Putting the Medial Grade Spirit Stones in his mouth, this puppet seemed to have come alive. It landed on the ground and charged towards Fang Ling with large steps. A pair of iron fist inscriptions circulated as it smashed towards Fang Ling.

Boom!

In front of the dumbstruck crowd, Fang Ling did not dodge at all. He actually raised his fist to face this attack head on. In an instant, Fang Ling retreated three steps back. He raised his head and looked at the unmoving puppet, sighing in his heart.

Little did they know that this scene caused everyone to be stunned. The eight black clothed figures that were originally going to attack were instantly intimidated.

"Gulu, second brother, are we going up?" A black clothed figure turned his head to look at the person beside him and said.

Up?" Fuck you! This was a freak! "His fleshly body is comparable to a Fetal Dao. In this Thousand Goblin Valley, he can even fight a Rank 5 Demonic Beast. It would be better to wait for Boss to come." Second Brother looked at Fang Ling, who was waving his arm as if nothing had happened, and a deep fear appeared in his eyes.

"Impossible!" This... This, how could this be! "

The smug expression on Wen Zhao's face froze. He hadn't expected that Fang Ling would use such a violent method to block the attack of the puppet. After he tested out the power of the puppet, Fang Ling no longer had any thoughts of fighting with Wen Zhao. He slapped out a Gale Talisman, and with a flash, arrived in front of Wen Zhao. He extended his hand and grabbed him.

After that, he submerged a surge of Sky Breaking God Qi into Wen Zhe's head and searched through his memory in a blink of an eye. Then, he threw out a punch to kill Wen Zhao. Turning around, Fang Ling beckoned with his hand. The huge puppet in front of him continued to shrink, turning into the size of a palm, and was kept into Fang Ling's storage bag.

Turning his head, Fang Ling looked at the eight silhouettes that stood there silently, his eyes flashing with an odd radiance.