Whoosh –

Fang Junmei quickly came to his senses, and pointed out towards Houjiang, which was another punch, and it was a red dust outside the sky.

Bang!

The two fought hard again.

Outside Hou Jiang's body, the defensive divine power exploded, snorted miserably, and flew into the fog behind him, and his figure disappeared.

Fang Jun's eyebrows only frowned, and the sword light turned again, rearranging the spatial storm, and did not chase it, the fire of the immortal Dao Heart was burning.

Whew-

After a while, in all directions, it seemed that seven or eight Houjiang had appeared, and one by one they unleashed the Dao Heart attack just now.

The ball of flame flew in.

Fang Jun raised his sword and stabbed out, his gaze was extremely resolute.

Bang bang bang –

The sound of explosions rose one after another, and one after another fireballs exploded into black smoke, and then melted into the long sword, and the opponent's Jun Mei launched a Dao Heart attack.

It's a lot of illusions, one heavy and one heavy, constantly changing!

But Fang Junmei's long sword did not stagnate in all directions, and the world in front of Fang Junmei was constantly switching between reality and illusion.

The Immortal Dao Heart is more stable than the ordinary Dao Heart, and after being prepared, the other party's method, although it still has an impact, has no hindrance to counterattack, after all, the other party is still at the level of the Second Transformation Dao Heart.

......

In the depths of the fog, Hou Jiang's pupils condensed.

"This Terran kid, where did the monster come from?"

"Patriarch, is this the only means? It's so disappointing!"

Fang Junmei's voice came into his ears.

These words were not completely provocative, Fang Junmei was really disappointed, he originally hoped that Houjiang's Dao Heart method could give his Immortal Dao Heart a little stimulation, but he didn't have it at all.

And in fact, it's so normal!

This Hou Jiang, although he is the patriarch, but after all, he is only a guy in the middle stage of the Supreme Spirit, in this level, unless it is a top level, where is it enough for Fang Junmei to see.

......

"Boy, don't be too rampant!"

Hou Jiang drank hard.

"If you don't get in yet, take down this Terran brat for me!"

The roar roared like thunder, rolling and spreading!

The other monks in the back are finally moving.

......

Whew—

A sound of breaking the sky sounded quickly, and the light and shadow flashed.

In the white mist, there was soon a chaotic attack, or a magic power, or a magic weapon, and a fierce god and evil, a guy in the middle of the spirit, approached directly, and the black palm shadow in the sky rolled and killed.

Drink!

Fang Junmei shouted, the sword light rolled, and he performed the great baptism of my Dao!

Flutter –

Thousands of gray sword blades, centered on Fang Junmei, three hundred and sixty degrees, plus the heavens and the earth, blasted out like a dead end, like a storm in the sky.

Click, click!

The sound of a large number of shattered pieces rang out, and all the magic weapons were crushed.

"Ahh

There was even more terrible screams!

The fierce god and evil, the wicked monk of the middle stage of the spirit, seemed to sink into the sea of swordsmanship, and was stabbed up by thousands of swords, as if the divine power was shattered, and the blood splashed like a spurt of blood!

This person's face turned pale in an instant, and he looked at the sword blade in front of him that was as agile as a snake and stabbed at the head, and his breathing stagnated.

......

Scold!

At this moment, all the blades stopped and landed on the surface of his skin, without piercing them.

What's wrong?

Is the Terran going to show mercy to his subordinates, or is it being killed by his own people?

This wicked human monk is inexplicable to see.

......

"Your Excellency's Genshin, I want it!"

The next moment, it was a cold voice, which sounded in his mind, and a big hand, falling from the sky, slapped the heart of his head.

Disheveled!

There was a muffled sound.

As if a watermelon had been broken, the red water flowed sideways, and in the red water, there was a dark blue light, which was the primordial infant of the wicked human monk.

Swish!

Fang Junmei took it out, flew a few times, blocked the Yuan Shen, and stuffed it into his storage space, at a fast speed.

......

Don't forget the Dragon Swallow chapter.

When Fang Junmei devoured the other cultivators' primordial gods, the immortal Dao heart had been touched, and now the primordial gods devouring these guys who specialize in taking evil paths may have been touched even more, not to mention the great supplement on the primordial gods.

Flutter –

The next moment, there was an attack.

Bang bang bang –

Another explosion sounded.

Fang Junmei snorted miserably, and finally suffered some more injuries, but it was still worth it for the sake of this primordial spirit of the mid-stage cultivator.

......

"He's injured, kill me to death, don't live!"

The roar of the Houjiang came again.

In the depths of the mist, there were at least a dozen or so voices, and they should have been, of course, not all of them were supreme-level cultivators.

......

Whew-

The corners of Fang Jun's eyebrows were bloody, swaying with the wind, with a cautious look on his face.

Flutter –

Soon, there was another crazy sound of breaking the sky, and the chaotic supernatural powers blasted towards Fang Jun's eyebrows again, but there was no monk who came to kill him in close quarters.

Fang Junmei performed the Great Baptism of My Dao again, and tore those supernatural powers into nothingness like a fierce and invincible person.

"Keep killing, I don't believe it, his mana can be endless, and when his mana is exhausted, it will be his death!"

Houjiang drank again, penetrating the current situation, after all, they took advantage of the location, and if they couldn't fight hard, they would grind Fang Jun's eyebrows to death.

......

Bang bang bang –

The time of this battle began to be stretched.

Fang Junmei made a cold face and didn't speak again.

Among the wicked monks in the depths of the fog on all sides, they began to provoke a few words from time to time, as if they had the upper hand.

......

Bang bang –

After another splash of light and shadows and explosions, the terrifying gray sword storm finally died down, and it was never born again!

The wicked Terrans struck a few more times and began to notice the abnormality.

"Patriarch, he seems to have been killed by us!"

Someone shouted.

When the others heard this, they collected the attack and looked at the place where the battle was located, and sure enough, Fang Junmei's figure was gone.

Houjiang's tall and majestic figure, behind the fog, gradually became clearer, and if you look closely, there is indeed no Fang Junmei.

Swish!

But after an instant, the man turned his head violently and burrowed into the mist again.

"There's no opening in his storage space, he's not dead yet, find me, find him!"

Hou Jiang drank heavily.

Everyone reacted, and after that, they scattered in different directions in the fog and began to search.

......

This mountain guarding array stretched for nearly a thousand miles, coupled with the mystery of the formation, it was obviously not so easy to find in a short period of time.

The monks of the wicked human race are more and more separated.

Among the monks searched were the brothers Houhai and Houyue.

......

Hou Yue was alone, searching in the mist, as an elder, he naturally knew the subtleties of this chaotic array, and along the way, he could always find the gaps in the spatial waves to pass through.

Little by little, time passed.