"There are only four days left until a month, and I have to rush back to the mouth of hell." Fang Yan was reminded by the Kunpeng Supreme that he had not encountered the Dwarf Demon Clan and the Horned Demon Clan's Flying Immortal Realm powerhouse, he had found a safe place to deal with the injuries on his body briefly, muttered to himself, and then rushed towards the Hell Mouth.

Fang Yan had been out for nearly a month, and in order to avoid the encirclement and suppression of the powerhouses of the Demon Realm Flying Immortal Realm, the distance between him and the Hell Pass was already very far away. If he wants to get back to the mouth of hell, he has to do his best to get there.

Three days later, Fang Yan entered the mouth of hell with a wolf bèi, in order to rush back to the mouth of hell, he was surrounded and suppressed by the dwarf demon clan, the horned demon clan, and the strong people of the troll clan several times, if it weren't for the reminder of the Kunpeng Supreme, he avoided the total amount of the strong amount of the Flying Immortal Realm sent out, otherwise he would not have been able to rush back to the mouth of hell at all, but in this way, he was still surrounded and suppressed by a large number of demons in the Divine Power Realm, and he was covered in bruises.

Hell Mouth, the residence of the Nine Yang Sect.

"Hmph, this Muyan Pit must have been killed by the demons of the Demon Realm, and he won't appear in a month." Liu Mubai, the holy son of the Jiuyang Sect, was surrounded by a group of disciples, and his face was full of pride.

Today was the last day of the month he had made a bet with Fang Yan. He rushed back yesterday to complete this bet, and he thought that he was back, and Fang Yan had no news at all.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, find the elders to announce the verdict, that kid who doesn't know the height of the sky must have died in the hands of the demons, and he dared to compete with His Highness the Holy Son, he really doesn't know whether he lives or dies." Several disciples beside Liu Mubai slapped at Liu Mubai.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, Mu Yan is strong, he is not angry." In the crowd, Ning Lie couldn't help but shake his head when he heard this. That's it, Xu Yun, Liu Zitong and others also gathered together. They didn't believe that Fang Yan would die so early.

"What's impossible, the ants of the One God Realm actually want to compete with Haoyue, do you know that a large number of demons have gathered outside. An outer disciple of the Divine Realm, you say, can he pass through the blockade of the Demon Realm Demon Clan? Someone retorted disdainfully.

"Hmph, this is just your one-sided statement, Brother Mu Yan is not an ordinary outer disciple, and it is not impossible for him to become a core elite disciple of the inner sect with his strength." Seeing that this inner disciple was so demeaning to Fang Yan, Ning Lie couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Ning Lie, why don't you see him appear when you elevate this outer disciple so much. It's been a month, and if he's strong enough, he definitely won't be back by now. Hearing this, the inner disciple couldn't help but say coldly.

"Elder Meng, what do you think of this matter, a month has passed, and Na Muyan has not yet appeared, should you announce the results of this competition." When Liu Mubai heard this, he said to Elder Meng who came out of the main hall.

"Just wait, at sunset. If Na Muyan hadn't come back yet, this competition would have been won. Elder Meng took a look at the sky. Then I couldn't help it.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was gradually darkening. And Fang Yan has not returned for a long time.

"Look, who that man is." Just when everyone was waiting for a dull moment, suddenly a wolf bèi figure appeared outside the main hall, and someone couldn't help but exclaim.

"Mu Yan. It's Mu Yan, Mu Yan he's back. Liu Zitong saw the figure of the wolf, and immediately couldn't help screaming.

Originally, Fang Yan could have arrived here earlier, but. When he entered the mouth of hell, he delayed for a long time in order to verify his identity, and it was too late.

"Hmph, I came so late, looking at his wolf bèi, he must have gained nothing, I don't know where to hide until now I dare to come out and show my head." Looking at Fang Yan's wolf appearance, without waiting for Liu Mubai to open his mouth to taunt, an inner disciple behind him couldn't help but sneer coldly.

"Since this Mu Yan is here, then, let's take a look at the harvest of the two of you." Elder Meng waved his hand to interrupt Liu Mubai's henchmen's continued mocking voice, and suddenly couldn't help but say.

"Elder, this is my harvest for a month, there are 1200 corpses of the demons in the Divine Realm Realm, among them, there are 200 corpses of the demons in the late stage of the Divine Realm Realm, including the corpses of the Troll Demon Clan, the Horned Demon Clan and the Dwarf Demon Clan. The rest are all demons in the middle and late stages of the Divine Power Realm. When Liu Mubai heard this, he threw out a Qiankun store, and rolled down the platform of the square with the corpse that exuded a powerful coercion, and then said proudly.

"What? This Holy Son has killed more than 10,000 powerful Divine Ability Realm demons in a month's time, and he is really too strong, and it is really not the strongest Holy Son in our Jiuyang Sect. As the corpse that exuded a powerful coercion rolled to the ground, piled up like a mountain in the blink of an eye, someone couldn't help but exclaim.

"This Liu Mubai is really strong, so many demons in the Divine Realm, among them there are trolls in the late stage of the Divine Realm, this is a Cun Zài who can compete with the powerhouses of the Flying Immortal Realm, and he was actually killed. This time, Mu Yan was afraid that he was going to lose. Ning Lie was looking at the large number of corpses poured out by Liu Mubai, among which he still had a large number of demon corpses that had not been poured out, and he couldn't help but say, when he looked at Fang Yan, he was worried.

As soon as the corpses of the demons in the late stage of the Divine Power Realm came out, basically no one present would be cutting Fang Yan well.

"Mu Yan, do you still want to compare?" Liu Mubai enjoyed everyone's admiring eyes, and then said proudly at Fang Yan.

"Compare, why not." Fang Yan couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this.

"I really don't know whether to live or die, if you want to win this Holy Son, is it possible that you can take out the demon corpses of the Flying Wonderland." Liu Mubai couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

"Open your dog's eyes and take a good look, this is the harvest of the master in the past month." Fang Yan ignored the other party's mockery, took off the Qiankun storage bag on his waist, and then threw it into the air, and then a corpse fell from the sky.

"Haha...... The demon clan of the realm of life and death, this Mu Yan actually compared the corpse of the demon clan in the realm of life and death with the Holy Son, this yang-like corpse is a demon clan that can't compare to the Holy Son even if there are millions of corpses. When he saw that the corpses of the demon clan poured out of Fang Yan Qiankun's storage bag were all demons in the realm of life and death, the disciples of the Jiuyang Sect who were watching around couldn't help but laugh, their eyes full of disdain

"This, how is this possible, how can there be so many corpses." As soon as their laughter fell, what shocked them was that Fang Yan's high-grade Qiankun storage bag was vast, and the corpses occupied the entire square, and the monks around them were forced to retreat continuously, and as time passed, the corpses that were poured out were not in the realm of life and death, but the corpses of the demons in the realm of divine powers, and the monks who had mocked Fang Yan before opened their mouths wide in surprise at this moment, with a look of disbelief on their faces. (To be continued......)