Three days, fleeting.

This morning, when Fang Hao woke up from his practice, the White Wolf clan, who was sent by him to be a scout, sent information that the people from bingpixian palace had arrived near the demon capital and were searching for Fang Hao's whereabouts.

"Master, in my opinion, it's better for us to go directly to demon capital. The fallen god swamp is still in the process of transformation, so there is no need to expose it to them."

Seeing Fang Hao awake, ZuLong, who has been guarding his side, opened his mouth and proposed.

Fang Hao said with a faint smile: "it doesn't matter. Even if I don't show up, with the cultivation of ningqiu and bingwuyue, we should be able to perceive the change of vitality around the falling God swamp, and we can still trace it here."

As a saint, Ning Qiu can easily detect the change of vitality in the surrounding area of demon capital. Even if Fang Hao appears to attract her attention, she can also detect the change of falling God swamp.

Of course, this is because Fang Hao did not deliberately hide. If he sacrificed the whirling ancient trees as the pillar of heaven to suppress the vitality of the falling God swamp, he would not be able to feel it unless he came to the core.

With Fang Hao's cautious character, he has thought of this point for a long time. The reason why he left such a flaw is to let the people in bingpixiangong relax their vigilance.

If according to ZuLong, his rash appearance near the demon capital will only arouse their suspicion. What's more, if Fang Hao wants to take the initiative in the confrontation with them, he must have a home that can control everything.

Nature is his best choice.

……

"Aunt Ning, this demon has long been reduced to ruins. It seems that we can't find Fang Hao's trace here."

Among the ruins of demon capital, ice without moon looks at Ning Qiu, who is absorbed in concentration, frowns and says a word.

Ning Qiu opened his eyes, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes. He said, "according to my inference, Fang Hao should not leave TIANYAO Xuanyu temporarily. He must be hiding somewhere near the demon capital."

"However, there are mountains near the demon capital. There are thousands of demon clans under his command. It is impossible to hide them in the mountains." Bing may calm analysis.

Ning Qiu's face showed an enigmatic smile and said: "yue'er, you need to make no mistakes in the overall situation, but the observation of details is far from enough. I have just used divinity to perceive the region thousands of miles nearby."

"What was the result?" Bing Wuyue asked with a smile.

"The mountains and forests near the demon capital are all lack of aura, but there is a place where the aura is more intense than the demon. It seems that Fang Hao has already planned everything in the dark, and he did not intend to destroy the demon city temporarily."

"Palace master, Granny Ning, I heard that Fang Hao mentioned it in the scuffle before, saying that he had found an excellent territory, which should be the place that my mother-in-law sensed."

"Ling girl, shut up. Don't forget that you are the highness of Bingfu Xiangong, not Ling Luo. Fang Hao's people are probably monitoring our every move in the dark. I don't want to destroy our whole plan because of your words."

Ning Qiu looks at the Ling Luo that has changed into ice moon blue, showing a trace of imperceptible cold awn in his eyes.

Ling Luo hears speech, immediately complexion a sink way: "is I careless, after I must be careful."

"Ling Luo, Auntie Ning is so strict with you. You also know that Fang Hao is as cunning as a fox. Once he sees the flaw, the three of us may be in danger!" There is no moon in the ice.

Ning Qiu said indifferently: "with me, it won't be as serious as yue'er said. Fang Hao, no matter how powerful the boy is, is just a monk in the great divine realm. Even if there are other people to help me and want to trap me, it is far from qualified."

As soon as the voice dropped, she used the magic power of space shifting, bringing ice and moon and Ling Luo to the land of spiritual abundance previously perceived by divine consciousness.

As a saint, Ning Qiu thinks that even if he comes alone, he can play with Fang Hao.

"Dead old woman, I'll show you how to make a fool of yourself when I meet the master."

Although Ling Luo was silent, she had already scolded Ning Qiu countless times in her heart.

She was waiting for her jokes in her heart.

In order to deal with Fang Hao, we must not use the simple realm of practice to measure it. Together with ourselves, the eleven supreme forces have never let Fang Hao stop.

Although Ning Qiu is a powerful saint, ye Fuyao and Fang Hao's other subordinates are also masters in large numbers. What's more, she had deliberately hidden the XuanHuo tortoise before, but she didn't tell the people in bingpixian palace.

Therefore, even if Ning Qiu already knows where Fang Hao is, Ling Luo doesn't think she can do anything about Fang Hao.

……

After a cup of tea, Ning Qiu's three people appeared out of thin air at the entrance of the falling God swamp.

"I came here 300 years ago. I remember that it was still a swamp. How could it become a place for psychics? And the intensity of the aura was as strong as that of Tianshan Mountain, where the ice spirit palace is located."When Bing Wuyue appeared in the falling God swamp, she was shocked.

She found the scene in front of her eyes instead of the imaginary one.

"It is true that there is a peerless expert around Fang Hao. As long as he understands the Tao, the semi immortal strong man who is in line with the Tao can have the peerless magic power to change the world. It seems that we should be careful this time."

Ning Qiu looked at the spirit of the marsh, the original proud face also emerged, unprecedented dignified look.

Although she has never been here, she has also heard of the name of the fallen god swamp. Fang Haoneng turned thousands of miles around the marsh into spiritual land in a few months. This is not what a monk in the great spiritual realm can do.

So she decided that there must be a great power of Banxian behind Fang Hao, plotting everything for him secretly.

"Guess, I'm afraid you can't think of it even if you want to break your head. If the master really had the support of Banxian, he would have been killed in the fairy palace and taken down the dead old woman!" Ling Luo said with a smile in her heart.

On her way, Fang Hao secretly told her the existence of the falling God swamp, in order to prevent Ning Qiu and Bing Wuyue from finding his trace.

Therefore, she was very clear that it was Fang Hao's handwriting to turn the Fallen God into a bog, and there was no half immortal behind him.

"I'm worthy of being the supreme elder of bingpixian palace. I can guess so many things just by looking at it. It's really my master's handwriting. I just enjoy it."

Soon after Ning Qiu's three people came to the fall God swamp, Fang Hao, with ZuLong and long mastiff, appeared at the entrance of the falling God swamp.

"Are you Fang Hao? It's better to be famous than to meet. The outside world will pass you on like a God, but in my opinion, you are nothing more than that! "

Ning Qiu glanced at Fang Hao and realized that he really only had the cultivation of the great spirit realm. Then he immediately sneered at him with disdain.

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