In the sixteenth year of Zhaoming, the Battle of Yujing, the saint fell, and the demon appeared in the world.

From this point on, the entire world of Daqian fell into dire straits, the imperial court collapsed, the season came, the history is called the 'Demon Disaster Rebellion', and the calendar has been changed to the Demon Disaster Year.

"There is a demonic disaster in Tianhe County? The demon spirits feed on people, numbering more than 100,000, and have begun to wreak havoc on the surrounding counties? ”

Inside a carriage, Fang Yuan looked at the information in his hand and was silent.

The dream master was disqualified overnight, and he didn't even have the ability to escape into the dream world, and the original communication network was paralyzed, and he could only use the most primitive way to communicate.

As far as this news is concerned, he still got it from the Great Cadre Mansion, and some time has passed.

"And ...... The Daqian royal family was slaughtered overnight, and the court died? ”

Fang Yuan felt a little ridiculous.

The Hou Sage, is really a character, scheming, forbearance, even the five sages have calculated together, this time the court seems to be weak, the actual hole cards are endless, almost can win a big victory.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, and in the end, the Heart Demon Realm came out to harvest the road, and they were directly defeated, and the Great Dry Dream Master was even more destroyed.

The Divine Mind Steel Seal failed, the Martyr also fell, and the Daqian Imperial Family had no longer to rely on, and it was difficult to resist the wrath of those True Yuan True Saints who were controlled, and it was not unusual for them to be destroyed.

"If you leave the martyr, it will be completely different, this is a saint, as long as you give a little more time, you will definitely be able to change jobs, become a true yuan spirit scholar, or even higher......"

Fang Yuan ** looked at the mountains and rivers and was silent.

This time the path was deprived, and the dream masters were miserable, but after all, they were the most talented people in this world, and as long as they had time, they could make great achievements in other paths.

Unfortunately, that's the difference!

Even saints, unless they have been practicing secretly before, like Gu Chen, will also need time to adapt, of course, they have a very high start, and maybe they can complete the foundation transformation in a hundred days and ascend to the position of power.

Even so, this world is no longer a stage for dreamers.

"The three major saints of the Dream Master Alliance have now become at most three True Yuan Spirit Warriors, maybe there are also other Dream Masters who are also cultivators, and they can barely maintain a little combat power, but this bit of power, at most, to maintain the immortality of the Dream Master, it is inevitable that they will be liquidated, and the entire organization will not die at all, and it will not be able to survive this catastrophe at all!"

Fang Yuan sighed, and his divine thoughts reached into the mountains and rivers again, scanning the corpse of the martyr back and forth.

"If you want to really break the game, you still have to fall on this person!"

With Li Qingmian in front of him that day, why did he abandon the enemy and regard the martyr as his first goal?

This is naturally because this person is a powerful distraction in the inner demon realm! There must be clues to other Dream Yuanli paths!

At that time, Fang Yuan didn't know that his abilities were powerful, and he had retained a little foundation in the deprivation, but he thought that he was also dreaming of a hopeless path, so he naturally had the idea of fighting other paths!

is also a transfer cultivator, he has the foundation of the Sevenfold Void Saint, and if he takes the path of Dream Yuan Force, of course, he can quickly recover his strength.

Therefore, his first goal at that time was to kill the marquis, completely with the intention of killing!

As for why he didn't leave his soul behind and torture it slowly?

Fang Yuan's own family knew his own affairs, and he was with a saint and a snake, and even the other party had an even more powerful Heart Demon Realm deity? I'm afraid I don't think I'm dying fast enough!

He would rather kill people and seize treasures and investigate slowly, even if he finds nothing in the end, but at least he is safe.

"If the Marquis doesn't have it, then maybe you can go to the secret vault of the Daqian royal family to check it...... It's a pity that at that time, I was already at the end of my crossbow, and I couldn't continue to act at all, and at this time, the imperial court was destroyed, the royal family was slaughtered, and the classics were scattered......"

Fang Yuan rubbed his eyebrows, but he didn't have many regrets.

After all, this is a plan prepared by yourself just in case.

At this time, I found that I still had a little bit of my foundation, and there was great hope for recovery, so it was naturally better to follow the path of the dream master.

"Huh?"

After a while, Fang Yuan frowned, and with a wave of his hand, there were a few more miscellaneous items in the carriage.

There are jade pendants, hairpins, and a few rings, all with an extraordinary atmosphere.

Even if there is any defensive magic weapon on the body, it has already been destroyed in the previous attack, and what is left at this time are some auxiliary treasures.

"It's ...... 10,000-year-old soul jade?! ”

Fang Yuan grasped a bright yellow jade pendant in his hand, and excitement suddenly appeared on his face: "As long as you wear it on your body, you can nourish the supreme treasure of the divine soul, a little bigger rice grain is enough for the dream masters to break their heads and bleed, it is worthy of the Great Ancestor of the Great Qian, he actually got such a big piece." ”

At this time, after a careful inspection, he did not find the slightest hidden danger, after all, this kind of soul jade is the most afraid of carving, and it is impossible to engrave any formation gods, otherwise it will be damaged immediately.

Immediately overjoyed, put it on the body, and suddenly knew that the sea was cool and the whole body was comfortable.

"It's a good baby!"

Immediately checked several other things carefully, and found something wrong in the hairpin.

"This hairpin is also made of soul-nourishing wood, without the slightest formation and divine thoughts, but the pattern on it is ......"

This hairpin is black purple all over, and there is a trace of golden lines in the middle, and there is also no mana fluctuation.

But Fang Yuanyun's eyes were on fire, and the golden pattern was suddenly magnified ten million times, turning into a strange font, which was struck by pure artificial means, and it was ingenious.

If it weren't for Fang Yuan's spiritual eye ability, even if he could detect it, he would have missed the past.

But these words ...... What the hell? ”

It's just that when Fang Yuan looked carefully, he secretly screamed again.

What can be kept by the Hou in this way must be important information, but unfortunately, Fang Yuan doesn't know any of the words on it.

These golden characters are strangely shaped, the strokes are complicated, and even have a three-dimensional feeling, like countless curves twisting, staring at it for a long time, and even giving people a sense of dizziness.

"This is the text of the demons! Texts from the Demon Realm? ”

Fang Yuan was completely speechless, and swept over the other items slightly, putting them away in a categorical manner, leaving them for later.

"Master!"

At this time, an exclamation came from the extreme yin outside: "There are a large number of refugees ahead!" ”

"Huh?!"

Fang Yuan lifted the curtain, and suddenly saw a black flow of people, like a river, mighty, withered, with a blank look on his face, as if he had been greatly frightened.

"Demonic plague!"

He sighed, glanced at Ji Yin without a trace, and secretly sighed at this woman's good luck.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't understand the text of the demons, once he found any exercises, he would definitely use her as an experiment.

After all, this woman is an extreme yin clone, and at this time, the deity of the powerful realm has fallen, and in the dark, she will inherit part of the talent and luck of the body, and the future development prospects are limitless.

But now, it has escaped.

"There is a demon plague in the county town ahead, you should quickly run for your lives!"

Ji Yin stopped an old man, and the other party babbled about it, his eyes full of fear.

Some other refugees surrounded them, and there were even a few warriors with weapons in their hands, some of whom had bad intentions.

"The Gate of Bones has been opened several times before, and it has not only brought a large amount of Dream Realm Yuan Power, but also the demon spirits inside!"

Fang Yuan knew what was going on.

The demon spirit of the inner demon realm feeds on the negative emotions of intelligent beings, and its vitality is very tenacious, and it also has the ability to split.

Although the original Mourner didn't care about it, he also admitted that they were the foundation of the Inner Demon Realm!

That means that the powers in the Inner Demon Realm may have evolved from this demon spirit form.

At this time, when it comes to the Daqian world, it is like a fish in water, and the rat falls into the rice tank, and it coincides with the chaos of the world, and it will inevitably flourish.

'Really counted, the imperial court collapsed, order did not exist, and whether it was Wu Yue or Zhang Jin and others, they all relied on the support of the dream master, and the decline of the dream master at this time was also the end of destruction in a blink of an eye...... The war disasters are continuous, and the lives are devastated, it is when the demon spirits rise, and at this time, a few powerful monsters are evolved for them, and the whole world will be in chaos. ’

Fang Yuan groaned, and suddenly knew what the future world would look like: "The end of the world?" ”

If the Dream Master still exists, even if his vitality is seriously injured this time, he can still use the saint to take the lead and use his supernatural powers to suppress it.

But at this time, the saint does not exist, even the great power is dead and wounded, and there is not one in ten, it is just when the strength is at a low point, and then it is invaded by this wave, what the future will be, but it is really hard to say.

"Let's go!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand.

"Wait a minute, leave the carriage and the woman behind!"

The warriors who surrounded him finally couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward with a roar: "Otherwise...... Watch out for grandpa's long knife! ”

"It's ......"

Fang Yuan was speechless for a moment, and then looked at Ji Yin, who was as timid as catkins, and covered his forehead even more: "No...... The strength of my subordinates must be improved as soon as possible, otherwise I will have to do everything myself, wouldn't I be exhausted to death? ”

In fact, this is also his own doing, if he had retained a little ability of Ji Yin at the beginning, he would not have fallen into this situation where no one was available.

"Say it! How do you want to die? ”

His face sank and he asked.

Suddenly, a wave of fluctuation came, causing Fang Yuan's complexion to change again.

"Boy, be ashamed!"

The warrior shouted, and suddenly, the whole person stopped, clutching his throat.

"Boss? What's wrong? ”

A martial artist next to him hurriedly stepped forward to check.

Laugh at!

In a flash of blood, several heads fell.

"Boom!"

The warrior leader's mouth cracked, and two octopus-like tentacles crawled out of it, carrying a green and smelly slime, and suddenly swept around.

"Monster!"

"He's possessed by a demon!"

There was a commotion among the refugees, and they immediately fled like snakes and scorpions.

Grunt! Grunt!

The tentacle spread in an instant, becoming three feet long, and the tip split a huge mouthpart, like a snake, swallowing the corpse on the ground.

Poof!

Immediately, small white monster eggs were split from the tentacles, constantly searching for the host.

"Demon Plague!"

Fang Yuan looked at this scene, his face suddenly gloomy.