Cards, Terrain Kun!

The yellow light on Fan Lang's palm flickered, forming a curtain of light that enveloped him, and then fled headlong into the ground below. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He walked away, moving a long distance, to the depths of the earth, and finally rushed to the vicinity of the group of mind readers.

Before, the mind readers scattered and fled, divided into several groups.

In the confusion, he threw a few tracking marks out, but he wasn't sure if he hit the mind reader who stole his memory, so he had to try his luck.

"You bastards are so hateful, give me death!"

Fan Lang made an angry move, swung hard, and the sword qi around his body was vertical and horizontal, attacking the mind reader hidden in the ground.

The surrounding soil was too soft to withstand such an attack, and the ground shook violently, and the ground above exploded.

The mind reader was attacked by the sword qi, killed or wounded, and launched a counterattack towards Fan Lang, sending out a mental impact one by one.

In the previous battle, there were a large number of mind readers, and the impact of thoughts was extremely violent, and Fan Lang was difficult to resist. The number of mind-reading demons in front of him is only about a thousand, and there is nothing to be afraid of, and he can deal with it just by slashing me and forging gods.

Fan Lang blocked the impact of his thoughts, and his head was slightly uncomfortable, and that's all.

Chop!

Fan Lang continued to attack, wielding the sword in his hand while releasing his intention to slash, and the two attacks went hand in hand, causing a great deal of trouble underground.

In a matter of moments, hundreds of mind readers died, and the rest of the mind readers knew that they were invincible, and they had no intention of fighting, so they chose to flee again.

Fan Lang chased after him relentlessly, chasing and killing hundreds of them all the way, until he couldn't find the mind reader in front of him anymore, so he stopped.

After killing so many mind readers, more than two dozen memory fragments were exploded, all of which were put away by Fan Lang. It wasn't until the end of the battle that he had time to check.

"I hope the fragments of my memories are inside. ”

Fan Lang clicked on the system to view.

The system has data introduction, which clearly indicates who the owner of each memory fragment is and what the memory length is. He saw names, but none of his own.

These fragments of memory are all someone else's.

Fan Lang was a little depressed, took out a memory fragment, and pinched it in his hand.

The memory fragment resembles a piece of broken glass, silvery-white, with flashes of light on it. This memory fragment should belong to a certain demon, and it is full of scenes about the life of the demon.

Click.

Fan Lang crushed the memory fragments and threw them away, not in the mood to take a closer look.

He could also feel the presence of two tracking marks, and he took the Demon Dream Snow that was waiting not far away, and chased after one of the tracking marks.

Demon Mengxue saw how anxious Fan Lang was, she was so angry that she persuaded her: "When you went to deal with that ancient demon king before, I didn't see you in such a hurry. Calm down, don't mess around. ”

"It's okay, I'm in my own way. Fan Lang replied incorrectly.

Even if there are beauties to persuade him, Fan Lang is still in a hurry.

He flew a long way, and one of the tracking marks suddenly disappeared like a extinguished lamp, perhaps out of distance, or the mind reader had erased the mark from his body.

The situation has gotten worse.

Sou!

Fan Lang sped up again, at least to find the only remaining tracking mark.

The two sides were getting closer and closer, and he finally caught up with the mark.

I saw a group of mind-readers wreaking havoc in the wilderness, attacking a demon team.

Without hesitation, Fan Lang attacked directly, killing all of these mind-reading demons, and harvested several new memory fragments.

The demon team was saved because of this.

One of the demons stepped forward, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your help!"

Fan Lang closed his eyes, ignored the demon clan, and checked the memory fragments he had just captured, but was disappointed.

"It's not all mine. ”

Fan Lang gritted his teeth, picked up the Demon Dream Snow, and went directly through the air.

The demon team was left hanging in place, watching the sky light fade away.

In mid-air, Fan Lang spread his wings and flew and secretly communicated with the old man Hai.

"Old man Hai, have you gained anything?"

"Back to my master, I've just killed more than three hundred mind readers and obtained twelve memory fragments, all of which are kept, waiting for you to check. ”

"Okay, let's meet first, show me the fragment of your memory. ”

"Yes. ”

Fan Lang and Old Man Hai have the same heart, and they can judge the respective positions of the two sides with a single thought, and it is easy to meet.

The two flew at full strength and gathered together.

Fan Lang didn't say a word, he directly took the memory fragments obtained by Old Man Hai, and hurriedly checked them, but the results were all different.

"There are so many memory fragments, why is there no mine!"

Fan Lang was furious.

At this time, a blackbird flew over, circled twice above Fan Lang's head, and then landed.

The blackbird spoke, and let out a demonic voice: "My subordinates are quite capable, and have already found out the whereabouts of some mind readers, I will tell you the location, you can deal with it yourself." ”

Through the mouth of the blackbird, Demon Xiaoyao said several directions and distances.

Fan Lang immediately locked on the nearest position, hurried over, and sent Old Man Hai to another location to act separately. He doesn't trust others, but he can trust the loyal puppet of Old Man Hai.

"Let's go!"

Fan Lang took the Demon Dream Snow and broke through the air.

......

In the next few days, Fan Lang has been busy chasing and killing the mind reader everywhere, and at first it was relatively easy to find the whereabouts of the mind reader, but then it gradually became difficult.

To make matters worse, those mind-reading fish that have been caught in the net have either gone into hiding or fled far away, and even with the help of the Demon's intelligence network, it will be difficult to find.

There were tens of thousands of mind readers who died in Fan Lang's hands, and there were hundreds of memory fragments captured, but none of them belonged to him, which simply made him go berserk.

If he doesn't get that memory fragment back, he won't give up!

......

On this day, Fan Lang and several companions were sitting in the woods, practicing the exercises, while waiting for new news to come.

He was able to practice up to three exercises at the same time, and the ones he was cultivating now were the Eight Directions of Blood Battle, the Secret Book of Heavenly Passages, and the Stubborn Stone Diagram.

All three of them are very advanced exercises, one cultivating magic power, one cultivating mystical power, and one cultivating mind.

The three exercises are practiced at the same time, producing different visions.

The blood and qi in Fan Lang's body were surging, and there were several blood dragons swimming outside his body. His eyes were closed, and the thoughts in his head were condensed like a stubborn stone.

Above his head, the energy of the sky surged, forming a huge "Tian" character, as if the will of the sky, condensing energy, from top to bottom, into the Baihui acupoint above his head. These energies are very condensed and are of great benefit to cultivation.

Just as Fan Lang was on the way to cultivate, suddenly an old man's voice came from far and near, not loud, but it hit people's hearts like a morning bell and a dusk drum.

"You're not a disciple of the Tower of Babel, why can you cast the Mystic Book of Babel?"