"Today, there are more than a dozen younger martial brothers, all living in the hunting battlefield." Speaking of this, won's face is full of helpless color.

At that time, he was the chief disciple of the inner sect of Wuji sword sect and was famous in Dongxuan.

Even the Star River ancestor and others threatened that his future achievements would be better than the blue if no accident happened.

But now, although his cultivation has been improved a lot, he has become the level of metaphysics that he did not dare to think about before.

However, their life is very down and out.

"Tianqingzong family has given me Wuji sword sect. I will give it back a hundred times in the future." Fang Chen said in a deep voice.

"Younger martial brother Fang, when I see you here, I feel happy and sad." Won said with a wry smile.

I'm very happy to meet my younger brother in such a place of death.

But it's a pity to think of Fang Chen's talent.

"Even you have been banished to the Blackstone prison. It seems that my Wuji sword sect is hopeless." Won road.

He did not know that Wuji Jianzong had recovered successfully under the leadership of Fang Chen, and the development was a state of affairs, much stronger than ever.

Now, the power has spread all over the whole virtual star sky, famous.

"Don't worry, elder martial brother Han. We will find a way to get out." Fang Chen said, "take me to meet other younger martial brothers first."

"Well, I'll take you."

Along the way, with Fang Chen's entourage, basically no one dares to provoke won.

A few hours later, the party arrived at a small hill, surrounded by a dark and gloomy atmosphere, which was the worst environment in the hunting battlefield.

"Younger martial brothers, look who is coming."

Han Yuan said in a loud voice. All the people on the hill raised their heads and looked down.

When they saw Fang Chen, they seemed to be dreaming.

"Elder martial brother Fang?"

A group of people jumped up in excitement.

"It's really senior brother Fang."

In the air, filled with a sense of joy, the former Tianjiao disciples of Wuji sword sect were all happy, and they gathered Fang Chen together.

"These people are what brother Fang is looking for?"

Asked baiH, who was watching.

"They are all brothers of Wuji sword sect." Qinghou explained.

Hearing this, Baihe was quite moved.

"Brother Yifang's strength and potential today will be valued even in Blackstone prison. But he did not forget his origin, nor did he forget his fellow men who fought side by side with him

Baihe said slightly, "I'm moved by this kind of mind."

Fang Chen communicated with many children of Wuji sword sect for a long time.

After a long time, their inner excitement gradually calmed down.

"Brother Baihe, I wonder if I can help you?"

Fang Chen went to Baihe and said with his fist.

Before he could help, baiH took the lead. "Don't worry. I'll tell martial uncle that they will stay in Zhanlan District forever and be protected by martial uncle."

Thank you very much

Fang Chen hugged his fist and said thanks.

After finding Korean won and others, Fang Chen's mood is much better.

Now, only the wife is left.

The latter was accepted as a disciple by the king of war, so there is no need to worry about it for the time being.

Under the leadership of Baihe, the party left the hunting battlefield and returned to Zhanlan district.

BaiH simply told the World War II generals about the situation, and the latter readily agreed.

In addition, a mountain peak was specially opened up for Han Yuan and others to practice.

Before leaving, Fang Chen secretly gave Han Yuan and others a lot of cultivation resources.

"Elder martial brother Han, you should practice here first. If I find my way out one day, I will come back to you." Fang Chen preached.

"Younger martial brother Fang, go ahead and do your work. Don't worry about us."

The arrival of Fang Chen completely changed the fate of Han Yuan and others.

They, who had already been in despair, once again raised hope.

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On the barren plain, Baihe and Fang Chen are marching slowly.

"Brother Fang, I have something to tell you." Baihe road.

"What's the matter?" Fang Chen asked.

"I also heard from my master. Although your wife has become a disciple of the king of war, it seems that she is in a bad situation now." BaiH continued.

Smell speech, Fang Chen's face changed for a while.

"Is there anyone who dares to bully Zhan Wang's disciples?" Asked the savage.

"Or the competition among the disciples of the king of war?" According to the analysis of Qinghou.

Baihe nodded, "brother Qinghou is right. No one dares to bully his disciples in this land of war king. But after all, the king of war had seven disciples, and there was a direct competition among them. And the king of war seemed not willing to interfere in the affairs among the disciples. It seemed that he intended to let them compete. "Fang Chen nodded to understand.

As the ultimate venerable, it is comparable to the existence of ancient gods.

The position of the king of war has reached the level of over ten thousand people.

Even in the chaos void, it is the most top existence.

Apart from the ancient gods, no one can make the king of war step back.

For trillions of years, he has been fighting with the other four kings in Blackstone prison. How can such a villain be merciful.

He accepted his apprentices only to see the potential, as for the rest, it was up to the disciples to fight for it.

The same is true of cultivation resources.

At present, Xingyue, one of the seven disciples of the king of war, has the weakest cultivation. When the king of war accepted her as a disciple, she had just reached the Xuantian realm.

However, under the guidance of the king of war, in a short period of more than ten years, he has entered the realm of Xuanxing.

It is said that the king of war loves his little disciple very much.

This scene, let the other six disciples are very dissatisfied, everywhere against this little younger martial sister.

After listening to the cause and effect, Fang Chen clenched his fist and felt a little displeased.

"But you can rest assured that my master, as the first general of the war throne, will let him take care of his sister-in-law more." Baihe road.

Baihe is a man of his nature. He made his vows of martial arts just to get out of trouble.

However, during his contact with Fang Chen, he was deeply moved by Fang Chen.

Now, he has regarded Fang Chen as a good brother and a friend of life and death.

Therefore, the starting point of every idea is to think for Fang Chen.

Half a month later, the party arrived at the core of the land of warlord.

"It's depressing."

Fang Chen three people feel extremely depressed, the air is filled with a strong atmosphere of killing.

Dark and cold coexist, bloody and oppressive coexist.

Moreover, in the core of the land of war king, Fang Chen and others felt unprecedented pressure.

Here, the martial arts of XuanZhen can be seen everywhere, even the worshipers of XuanZhen realm can be seen.

With the strength of the three of them, nothing counts here.

On a square, Fang Chen three people are anxious to wait.

Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo!

In the distance, Bach came running quickly.

"How about it?" Fang Chen asked in a hurry.

"It's clear that recently, the other six disciples under the throne of war have been jointly targeting sister-in-law. But fortunately, the king of war took good care of his sister-in-law, and they didn't dare to die. " Baihe road.

"However, three days later, the war soul pool will be opened, and all the seven disciples will enter it."

Fang Chen understood Baihe's meaning, "do they want to start in the war soul pool?"

"The war soul pool was created by the king of war, which contains his life-long heritage. Who can be passed down in the war soul pool is the only one who enters the room. " Baihe road. "What's more, recently, the king of war has also gone out of the pass. He has openly said that he will not interfere in the death or life of the seven disciples in the war soul pool."

Fang Chen heard the speech and took a deep breath. He was worried about the situation of the stars and the moon.

"Don't worry, brother Fang. I have another good news here." Seeing Fang Chen's impatience, Baihe said in a hurry.

"What's the good news?"

"Every disciple can bring three Dharma protectors into the war soul pool. In fact, the name of Dharma protector is just a helper. However, the king of war has limitations. The cultivation of the Three Dharma protectors must be under the XuanZhen realm, or fighting inside will affect the growth of the war soul pool. "

Smell speech, Fang Chen three people looked at each other, and then nodded heavily.

"Are the Three Dharma protectors chosen randomly by the disciples?" Fang Chen asked.

In an elegant garden.

A woman in a purple dress stands still.

There was a touch of sadness on her pretty face. Beautiful eyes twinkle, staring at the free fish wandering in the pond.

Standing here, she becomes a scenery of her own.

She is the seventh disciple of the throne, Xingyue!

"Although the master prefers me, no one can help me when I enter the war soul pool."

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