"Jun Mei—"

Piaoshuang's eyes suddenly raised, looked at Fang Junmei and said: "Don't learn from him, if one day, you find that you are wrong, go and apologize to your beloved, apologize to the people you care about, and tell them that you are wrong." ”

Fang Junmei nodded yes.

"You asked me before, pestering him endlessly, what kind of result do you want, I can answer you now, I want him to say to me personally, he is wrong, he has done too many wrong things in his life. ”

Piaoshuang said lonely: "But I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for these four words in my life." ”

"Since we can't wait, then don't wait, it's time for Grandmother to look forward. ”

Fang Junmei said indifferently.

Piaoshuang nodded slightly, and asked, "The matter here has been settled, what are your plans now?"

Fang Junmei thought for a while, and said with a proud smile: "There is a sect that is very disgusting, I didn't destroy them because of calculations before, and now I want to go and continue to destroy them." ”

Piaoshuang laughed when he heard this.

......

The storm is rising again.

It started in the Yin and Yang Mansion.

Fang Junmei had no other calculations, and with all his strength, he was almost devastated, exterminating the Yin Yang Mansion and killing "Mr. Yin and Yang" Xiao Wuhua.

This time, there was no monk from the Heavenly Demon Valley to help, if it weren't for the fact that the back teleportation array before was broken by Fang Jun's eyebrows, it would have been too late in time.

A matter of heart was over, in addition to the seized things, Fang Junmei actually felt that his Dao heart moved again, and he was naturally overjoyed.

However, he still returned to the cave first, and while guarding the Drifting Frost Clan, he also concentrated on cultivating.

When the news spread into the Heavenly Demon Valley, Tie Yan quickly guessed that most of it had something to do with Fang Junmei, but the Heavenly Demon named Zhenkong had already left, and Fang Junmei didn't know where he went, so he could only send a thunderbolt to remind his disciples to be vigilant, as for Xiao Wuhua and the Yin Yang Mansion, if they were destroyed, they would be destroyed, after all, they were vassal sects.

As for Na Gaode, after a few more years, he finally found it, but he didn't find Fang Junmei, and he left in a huff.

......

In this way, hundreds of years have passed.

Piaoshuang's injuries finally healed and returned to his peak state.

After some discussion, the three of them went their separate ways.

The Piaoshuang clan went to the Hundred Clans Sacred Domain, and while traveling, they also went to the Dark Islands to meet Yang Xiaoslow.

Fang Junmei and Cangwu Old Evil each embarked on their own cultivation paths.

......

Cultivating all the way, searching all the way, fighting and killing all the way.

Mountains and seas oasis, Blood Demon Palace, extinction!

The Sand Sea of the Heavens, the Nine Shadows God Sect, Annihilation!

......

Fang Junmei seemed to have returned to the mortal era, like a ranger, walking in the oases of the earth, encountering those evil demon sects, giant fierce monks, it was the edge of the sword out of the sheath!

Pockets are bursting.

The original god is exploding.

The Dao Heart is burning.

It's a pity that the transformation has still not been achieved, and the Dao Heart has risen again and again, and has fallen again and again.

......

Year after year passed.

The new monks are emerging in an endless stream, and the old monks also dare not stop, and there are more and more monks walking in the cultivation realm.

And someone who has a good master and concentrates on cultivation will eventually go out of the mountain.

"Boy, since the impact has reached the middle stage of the Supreme People, I can give you what I can give you, so you can roll down the mountain and look for the opportunity for the three changes in your Dao heart. ”

On this day, on the high sacred mountain, Xing Shenzi shouted at Gu Xijin.

......

The golden-robed hunt went down the mountain.

In the Rolling Cultivation Realm, there is another monk who is looking for an opportunity.

......

Don't mention the central sanctuary of the human race, let's talk about the sanctuary of the hundred races.

Yang Xiaoslow also embarked on the road of travel, looking for his own opportunities and realizing his mission in the sacred domain of the hundred tribes.

......

The reckless jungle is deep and secluded, and strange laughter rises.

Five or six monks were flying behind a monk who looked like a woman, all with greedy and evil eyes.

This woman-like monk, fifteen or sixteen years old, was petite and lovely, with long turquoise hair, and, most strangely, two branches-like things growing on his head, and colorful flowers.

Only the early stage realm of the ancestral apparatus exudes a strong spiritual root breath, and it is precisely because of this spiritual root breath that it has aroused the covetousness of other monks.

Generally speaking, most monks only take materials from untransformed spiritual roots, or flowers and fruits, and for incarnate monks, they are mostly regarded as monks, and do not deliberately pay attention to their physical bodies.

But after the Wood Spirit Clan was destroyed, the situation began to change!

Rudderless ship!

There is no backer to rely on!

Coupled with the covetousness and pursuit of other races brought by the Breath Pool, the current Linggen clan has almost become the most miserable race in the territory of the hundred clans, and the Linggen monks who do not have the strength of the supreme spirit are all in danger of being targeted.

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, a few of us, just take the few flowers on your head, and promise not to hurt your life. ”

A young monk said with a wicked smile, his voice smelling like a cat playing with a mouse.

When the other monks heard this, they giggled.

These monks are all blood Shura.

"You greedy and despicable blood cultivators, when the two great masters of our Wood Spirit Clan return, we will definitely not let you go. ”

The woman replied, looking anxious and angry.

appeared on a childlike face, which was even more pitiful.

"Your Wood Spirit Clan's Fusang Dazun and Xianli Dazun have already fallen and can't come back!

The young man said again.

When the words fell, there was another strange laugh, and his eyes became obscene.

When the woman heard this, she was even more anxious.

......

Whew—

The jungle and mountains were flying upside down outside of their bodies, but they couldn't find a place to break the game, and those few blood Shura were chasing closer and closer.

Flutter –

An attack has already begun.

"Who's going to save me, who's going to save me......"

The woman shouted in her heart, and in a pair of eyes, she was so anxious that tears went straight down.

......

"Ahhh

"Seniors spare their lives!"

At this moment, there was a scream behind him.

The woman's divine sense looked at it, and she saw that there was a yellow-shirted woman behind her, and the long sword burst out, killing the blood Shura one by one quickly.

Although it is a human race, it exudes a powerful aura of wood, and the realm is in the middle of the human realm, and the sword shadow rises and falls, fierce and fierce.

The woman stopped and stared blankly.

......

Soon, a few blood Shura were killed.

The woman in the yellow shirt turned around and looked at the fleeing Linggen, a young man, and her appearance was only middle-to-top, but a pair of clear and bright eyes were particularly reassuring, looking at the fleeing Linggen woman, she unconsciously let down her guard and gave birth to a little closeness.

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