"I've seen the Messenger of the Holy Mountain!"

Just when Fang Qi's eyes were completely red, a grand voice suddenly sounded, and he saw that among the Yaksha monks in front of him, a Purple Mansion King jumped up and saluted Fang Qi respectfully.

"It is really a sin not to think that the envoy of the holy mountain has returned, and it has disturbed the envoy's enlightenment!

Fang Qi's eyes slowly became clearer, and the killing intent on his body was slowly subsiding, he slowly looked at the other party, bowed slightly, and said, "Are you from the Yaksha clan?"

Yejialuo is the first master of the younger generation of the Yaksha clan, when Fang Qi strayed into the underworld before, he pretended to be a messenger of the holy mountain, and the other party wanted to challenge himself, but he didn't have a chance.

"Report to the envoy of the Holy Mountain, Yegara is in the clan to comprehend the supreme mastery, and has not yet been out of the customs. The other party whispered.

He raised his head and glanced at Fang Qi, and said suspiciously: "This is the extreme west of the underworld, I don't know why the envoy came here to visit the Great Dao of Enlightenment?" There were rumors before that the envoy disappeared because he was in retreat, and he never thought that he would appear here. ”

Fang Qi nodded slightly, and said with a faint smile: "I am indeed in retreat, I have been practicing in retreat because I have found some opportunities to break through the Purple Mansion before. ”

"Does the envoy still need to continue to meditate on the grassland?" the other party said respectfully.

Fang Qi glanced around with emotion, there was a river of blood flowing behind him, the originally peaceful scene of heaven and earth had already become full of anger, and it was really difficult to reproduce the comprehension he had just made, he shook his head and sighed: "If you miss the opportunity, you miss it, it seems that the time has not come." ”

"Then it's better to go with us to my Yaksha provincial capital, messenger, you have killed so many monks of the Rakshasa clan, I am afraid that the entire Rakshasa clan will be angry at that time, and the messenger may be in danger at that time, it is better to go to the provincial capital with us, even if the Rakshasa clan is crazy, they will be afraid of my Yakshas. The other party said respectfully.

Fang Qi listened, bowed his head slightly, and agreed, he secretly thought in his heart, he was alone, and he killed so many Rakshasa monks at once, it was very likely that it would really make the Rakshasa monks angry, and when the time came, he would indeed be in trouble alone, and he nodded in agreement at the moment.

......

In this battle, Fang Qi became famous in one battle!

The Messenger of the Holy Mountain has returned!

Alone in the grasslands of the Far West, he slaughtered more than 10,000 monks of the Rakshasa Clan! At first, everyone thought that Fang Qi was just an impostor, but later they found out that there was no need for such a terrifying existence to pretend to be an envoy of the Holy Mountain, only that it was really a messenger of the Holy Mountain!

Nearly 10,000 monks were slaughtered by one side, and the entire twelve royal families of the underworld were shocked!

This news was transmitted too quickly, and the first to get the news was naturally the Yaksha clan, and in the provincial capital of the Yaksha clan, countless monks were shocked one by one.

The envoy of the holy mountain is out of the customs and crowned the king!

Slaughtered nearly 10,000 Rakshasa monks in World War I!

Everyone was shocked.

"Good!"

In the temple, an old man of the Yaksha clan in a moon-white robe, his head was bare, his face was glowing with cold light, and his three faces looked extremely sacred, and his eyes were warm and peaceful, without any killing aura, but on the contrary, he gave people a taste of divine like a god.

He whispered to the crowd:

"Yetuo is doing a great job!"

Yetuo was the king of the Purple Mansion who invited Fang Qi to go to the provincial capital together.

"The strength of the Holy Mountain Envoy is so strong, I can't imagine that he has only been in retreat for a long time, and he can slaughter the Rakshasa monks so unscrupulously?"

"There are more than 10,000 Rakshasa monks, although there are many Tongxuan monks, and there are only more than 200 Purple Mansion kings, but there are more than 10,000 people!"

"This Holy Mountain Messenger, without my order in the future, you try not to provoke!"

"Besides, there's that guy behind him!"

The Great Elder said with a calm face, and his voice was very gentle, but everyone in the main hall was awe-inspiring.

"Give me an order! Prepare a good banquet and wash the dust for the envoy of the Holy Mountain!" he said softly, "This time he broke through the barrier, and he definitely saw that the time of the Holy Mountain Festival was approaching, and he wanted to become orthodox in one fell swoop!"

......

In the ancestral land of the Rakshasa clan, in the midst of a sea of blood, a figure slowly rose from the sea of blood.

"What are you talking about? The Holy Mountain Envoy slaughtered more than 10,000 people of our clan, and there were more than 200 Purple Mansion Kings among them?"

A heavy and majestic voice rose from the sea of blood, and cold sweat oozed from the forehead of the waiter kneeling outside the ancestral land, and he said with a trembling voice: "Yes, yes, the intelligence said so. ”

"Bring the Son. The cold voice came from that figure, the vast Dao pattern filled the heavens and the earth, and the incomparably thick blood in the sea of blood turned up a monstrous wave, and the figure stepped on a flat boat, holding a penny in his hand.

"Bring my word to the Son, and let him bring me the head of the messenger of the holy mountain. After a while, the other party walked out from the depths of the sea of blood, and the breath on his body was fresh, without the slightest blood, on the contrary, there was even a trace of ethereal.

"Yes!

The two guards hurriedly whispered.

"Messenger of the Holy Mountain......" The tall figure lowered its head, not knowing what it was thinking.

......

The entire royal family of the underworld was shocked, and at the same time, Fang Qi also arrived safely at the provincial capital of the Yaksha Clan's holy land at the same time, he revisited the old place this time, and suddenly had a trace of emotion, he had met the two palace masters of the Shifting Flower Palace here before, and thus learned the prestige of the Mandate of Heaven.

"If I want to cross the world barrier and return to the savage world, I still have to rely on these underworld to give me enough materials......"

"Only with those materials, the Star Gate created is enough to support me through the two world barriers, but I have already asked the Yaksha Clan to pass those materials, and it may not be easy for them to willingly take out these treasures again. Fang Qi groaned in his heart.

"It seems that I really need to participate in the Holy Mountain Festival, only when I become orthodox and give an order, those twelve royal families will willingly send those treasures over. He pondered as he paced to his yard.

But when he walked there, his heart suddenly moved, and he found that the small building before the rain was actually full of people in front of the door, this courtyard was laid down by himself in the provincial capital before, and this time he returned to the provincial capital, and naturally lived here.

"Who are you?" Fang Qi frowned, looking at the people who came in confusion, he naturally saw that most of these people were major royal families, and even some small and medium-sized tribes, these tribes were rare, and their appearance was not very distinctive, Fang Qi couldn't recognize them for a while.

"Big brother, you're finally back!" At this time, a loud voice suddenly came from behind the door, and I saw the gate of the courtyard open suddenly, and a tall and burly figure ran to Fang Qi's feet with a crying brush, hugging Fang Qi's thighs and crying.

This scene is very strange.

"Big brother, you want to kill my old cow! Why did you leave me like this!"

Fang Qi saw Niu Dali's eyes full of tears, and he was also a little sorry in his heart, he and the two palace masters left silently, and he didn't even say hello to Niu Dali, which made him feel a little unhappy in his heart, and now when he saw Niu Dali's appearance, a guilty smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Killing those little rabbit cubs of the Rakshasa clan is such a refreshing and happy thing, why don't you take me?!" Niu Dali glared at the bull's eyes, staring at Fang Wei and shouted.

The trace of guilt that Fang Qi had just condensed suddenly froze on his face.

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