The two wicked human cultivators flew side by side, unaware of Fang Junmei's existence.

Although the two look weird and ugly, they don't seem to be so ruthless between their eyebrows, maybe it's because of a good disguise, and their appearance is five or six points similar, so there should be some blood relationship.

......

"Big brother, after returning to the clan, how should I explain this matter?"

Suddenly, one of the men, dressed in tiger striped animal skins, looked in front of him and spoke, his expression seemed a little worried.

"Tell the truth, of course. ”

The other person replied coldly, this person was wearing a coarse linen robe, and his eyes were a little indifferent.

"If we tell the truth, the two of us will inevitably be punished. ”

"That's also something that can't be helped, how can Wanqi Chao Yuan Dan be so easy to grab? That old ghost only knows how to call us to work for him, and doesn't think about anything else at all. ”

"Why don't we leave the clan and go to other places? Now that the four major clans are connected, there are places to go. Together, you and I will definitely be able to break through. ”

"Have you forgotten that your little sister is still in his hands?"

The latter said lightly.

The former fell silent.

......

Hearing this, no matter how you look at it, they are a pair of brothers who are affectionate and righteous, and Fang Junmei has to wonder if the wind master is lying to himself.

The two flew farther and farther away.

Fang Junmei urged the body to turn into nothingness, and followed behind the two with a very slight movement.

"Yes, at least take my little sister away. ”

The previous one, the voice began to be a little strange.

He also said: "The celestial grass planted by the old guy in the little sister's body is one of the necessary materials for refining the Extremely Evil Pill, and it is almost mature——"

"Silence!"

The fur man had just finished speaking, and the man in sackcloth interrupted with a loud shout.

Swish!

The figure stopped suddenly, turned around, and looked in the direction behind him, his gaze falling on the void miles away.

Seeing this, the man in the animal skin also stared, immediately closed his voice, turned his head and scanned, naturally found nothing, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The Mai man stared at him for a while before shaking his head slightly and said, "I don't know what's going on, I just caught a strange spatial wave behind us following us." ”

When the man in the animal skin heard this, he scanned carefully for a while, but still found nothing, and glanced at his brother a few times in disbelief.

"Maybe I'm mistaken, let's go. ”

The man in sackcloth swept the distance again, to the limit of his divine sense, and found no one, and finally shook his head and said.

The two flew away again.

......

In the direction behind, Fang Junmei sighed.

"This void body, when it doesn't move, even the wind master can't detect it, and when it moves, the monks in the early stage of the human body have caught it, and it is still flawed. When the fight starts, you still need the cover of other spatial waves. ”

His mind turned, he didn't rush to chase after him, and he didn't show up.

"This wicked human race is really worthy of its name, I thought it was a brother and sister relationship, it turned out to be the idea of what kind of heavenly grass. ”

Again, as for the Extremely Evil Pill, of course I don't know what it does.

After the two flew away, Fang Junmei followed again.

......

After another half a day, the island of the wicked finally appeared at the end of sight.

This island, as far as it can see, is boundless, like a dark world, lying in the distance, and there are not many monks coming and going.

Bang!

Fang Junmei revealed his true body and landed on a nearby boulder, looking in the direction of the Wicked Island from a distance.

The ground has arrived, but what next?

"Do you rush over and shout at others, you come to beat me, you come to beat me, let me see if the Dao heart can change three times?"

Thinking of this, Fang Junmei laughed first.

"If it weren't for the fact that there were Spirit Ancestor-level cultivators in their clan, I would really dare to do this. ”

I said another word in my heart.

......

After a few more moments, Fang Junmei finally continued to fly in the direction of the wicked island, and his figure did not turn into a void again.

According to the map, the area of this wicked island is about the size of an ordinary sand sea or oasis on the Terran side, and the area can be said to be very vast.

And there is only one strong man at the spirit ancestor level of the wicked human race, that is, the patriarch Lone Demon, who is a bully who commands the evil human race and terrifies all the wicked people.

In such a vast land, in a short period of time, the chances of meeting this wicked king are not high.

......

Soon, they came to the edge of the Wicked Island, and looked into the distance, and there was not much difference between this Wicked Island and other places.

The mountains and fields are undulating, overgrown with grass and trees, and there are houses, villages, and cities in it, but the white clouds here are exceptionally few, and the light is a little dim.

Going deeper, there began to be monks of the wicked human race, who noticed Fang Junmei's arrival, all of them were minor repairs, and when they noticed Fang Junmei's cultivation, they were all frightened.

And these guys, on the surface, are not fighting and killing openly, and many of them are still talking happily, but with Fang Junmei's current eyesight, he can clearly capture the bottom of their eyes, and his calculations are hidden.

Sure enough, it is the darkest race of human nature!

......

Fang Junmei ignored it and continued to go to the hinterland, looking left and right, looking like a newcomer who didn't know where this place was.

"Seniors, seniors stay!"

Soon, the sound of sound transmission sounded.

Fang Junmei's figure stopped, and when he turned his head, a wicked monk who looked like an old man flew over from behind, with a slender figure and a neat robe, which was a little well-dressed, but the strange silhouette didn't set off many fairy winds.

As for the realm, there is only the middle stage of the ancestral aperture.

"Junior, Zhuyu, I've seen my seniors. ”

The old man followed, saluting respectfully, without the slightest hint of evil.

Fang Junmei nodded slightly, his expression was slightly cold, and he looked arrogant with a half-truth and half-truth.

"I don't know where my predecessors came from and where are they going?"

The old man of the wicked human race, who called himself Zhuyu, asked with a smile.

"What, do I still need to report to you?"

When Fang Junmei heard this, he said arrogantly and dissatisfied, and even his breath rose a little.

"Don't misunderstand, seniors!"

Zhu Yu hurriedly waved his hand and said: "The younger generation is a native of here, and there is still a little understanding of this place. ”

Fang Jun nodded with eyebrows, but his complexion changed immediately, and he said coldly: "Nothing to do, what are your plans?

"The seniors are serious!"

Zhu Yu waved his hand again, and said with a bitter face: "The younger generation is indeed not a good type, but where do you dare to calculate the head of the senior, just want to earn some fairy jade flowers, if the senior is satisfied, willing to guide the younger generation, the younger generation is even more grateful." ”

Fang Junmei was silent when he heard this, and looked at him sharply.

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