Seven or eight days have passed, and the feeling of being watched has always been there, and the other party has never made a move. “

I finally realized what it was like to be born back then, and I was ...... back then. It's disgusting!" Fang

Jun Mei sighed in his heart, and could only remind himself to be careful and continue to look forward.

...... this

One day, the divine consciousness finally saw a peripheral island under the power of the Seven Dark Venerables - Black Mountain Island, one of the seven great deities of the island owner, the "King of Force" Doutian. far

From a distance, the most conspicuous place on this island is a large mountain with a main peak as high as 20,000 zhang, the top of which is hidden deep in blackened clouds and mist, which is difficult to see with the naked eye, and only the sharp black outline is faintly visible.

There are more than a dozen side peaks, the high ones are more than 10,000 zhang, and the short ones are also seven or eight thousand zhang, which can be said to be extremely majestic.

More than a dozen side peaks, like the stars and the moon, arch the main peak in it, and the main peak that is more and more prominent is unfathomable. host

Peaks aside, between the mountains of those side peaks, in many places, whirlwinds are rolling, black fog is one after another, and from time to time you can see the light coming and going, a scene like a group of demon cultivators gathering.

The monks who passed by, of different races, but most of them had fierce eyes, a murderous appearance, and many of their breaths were a little undulating, as if they had just experienced a big war.

......“

It's not like a good place......"

Fang Junmei looked at it for a moment and whispered to himself. “

In the cultivation realm, where is the good land? If this Daoist friend of the Terran Race wants to find a good land, it is better to go back to your Terran Sacred Realm as soon as possible, and it is better to retreat into his own sect and be honored as an ancestor!"

Fang Junmei's words fell, and an old man's voice with a little disdain came from his ears. square

Jun Mei's eyes flashed when he listened, and he turned his head to look. only

Seeing the distance in the sky, a group of five people flew over. collar

The monk at the head was a white-haired old man, sixty or seventy years old, with a face like old bark and many wrinkles, but his whole body exuded a strong smell of vitality, reaching the realm of the late stage of the spirit, with a cane in his hand.

There were four people behind him, and their realms were different, but they all exuded a strong breath of vitality.

"Monk Linggen?"

Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed.

Judging from the murderous aura on these people and the cold tone of the old man, most of them are not Xianli Dazun, but monks of Fusang Dazun's lineage.

......

"Daoist friends have seen it thoroughly, but I didn't expect that the monks of the Linggen clan would be so belligerent and easy to kill!"

Fang Junmei said as if he didn't know it, and then set up a sword as if he was vigilant.

The leading old man snorted coldly and ignored him. small table

The man was a few miles away from Fang Junmei, stopped, landed on a boulder, and also looked in the direction of Black Mountain Island, as if looking for something.

"A few of you are watching, the old man will rest first. "Piece

After the moment, the old man shook his hand and said like a shopkeeper.

When the words fell, the person sat down, took out the pill and took it, as if he didn't care about being attacked by someone. square

Jun Mei's eyes were like electricity, and he didn't know what means he had used, and the void outside Ling's body was surging slightly, and even his figure was a little blurred, as if he had entered another space.

......

Fang Jun's eyebrows swept a few times, and his mind turned.

"Dare to ask Dao brother, how to call it, if there is a good deal, how about counting me?"

Fang Junmei actually took the initiative to join the house. “

This is a matter of our Wood Spirit Clan, don't bother Your Excellency!"

The old man coldly refused.

Fang Junmei's heart moved when he heard this, could it be some traitor who was chasing and killing the Wood Spirit Clan? It couldn't be someone from the Immortal Pear Great Venerable's lineage, right?

He didn't have to get involved in the other party's affairs, but wanted to set up some friendships, find out the news of the Blood Sea Emperor, and be sure that the other party was an important monk of the Fusang Dazun lineage.

"There are still some means-"

Fang Junmei smiled and said again.

"If you don't work, you don't work. ”

The old man interrupted coldly, not even interested in listening. square

Jun Mei said half of the words, choked in his stomach, and he was helpless.

......

There was no rush to leave, still waiting here.

On this Black Mountain Island, there are many subordinates of the Seven Dark Venerables who are wanted by bounties, and if they can slaughter one or two, it will definitely be a big gain. attach

Near this area, there are many monks, waiting for their opportunity to come out, and they are also tempting them to come out with their bodies.

Of course, the identity between the hunter and the prey may change in an instant, depending on the means of both parties.

...... time

The days passed.

Bang bang bang - this

One day, in the distant direction, there was a very faint, but very dense sound of fighting, and it was definitely a big battle. square

Jun Mei's eyes flashed, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a fireworks-like light and shadow blooming in the direction of an unknown number of miles away.

After watching it for a while, not only did it not go less, but even more and more. “

It's a scuffle!"

Fang Junmei immediately guessed, and his heart also moved. swish

！

As soon as the mind moves, it is the step of the day!"

You keep watching, I'll go and see. "That

Among the several spiritual root monks on the side, the old man also said something and flew out. ...

...

The speed of the two of them is very fast, and under one foot, it is thousands of miles.

Soon, the scene of the great battle entered the realm of divine consciousness, and in an instant, Fang Jun's brows exploded!

Guy!

Nearly thirty monks in the human realm, in that void, a big melee began, a scene of broken and splashed light and shadow, and the tide surging for many miles. square

Jun Mei's divine sense couldn't even capture the complete battlefield scene.

...... beat

The two sides of the fight, from the surface, can see the obvious difference!

The monks on the other side of the Dark Islands were all in the center of their foreheads, branded with something like black magic fire, and when they looked closely, they seemed to be still fluttering, revealing a bit of dark mystery!

It is the symbol of the monks of the Dark Isles, and it is said that once the brand is imprinted, it cannot be removed for the rest of their lives, and the monks who surrender to them must pass this level.

...... this

The monks branded with the black demonic fire emblem were about twelve or thirteen.

One of them is particularly eye-catching. this

The monk, who is nearly five feet tall, has a bare upper body, a body of muscular bumps, and has the majestic body of the Doukui clan, but the head is the appearance of the wolf clan, and the fluffy wolf flesh is hideous and ugly, and it is much smaller than the body.

At a glance, it is known that he is a hybrid descendant of the Doukui clan and the wolf clan, and has the realm of the late stage of the spirit.

Fighting hatred!

A name immediately appeared in Fang Junmei's mind!

This monk, named Dou Hat, is one of the monks on the bounty list of Tongda Pavilion, and one of the subordinates of Dou Tian, the "King of Strength" among the Seven Masters of Darkness. this

"King of Force" Doutian, a mixed-race monk who also has the blood of the Doukui clan, has infinite strength, is very strong.

......

At this moment, he was surrounded by seven or eight monks to attack him. And this person only relied on a half-cut mountain-like magic weapon in his hand, and he didn't fall behind. “

With you bastards, you dare to ambush me and fight against me—"

The fighting hatred roared loudly, and the fighting spirit was steaming!