At this time, outside the palace, dozens of Jindan monks suddenly appeared, stepping on the clouds, looking at the gate of the palace, the countless eyes were in one place, almost having the power to kill, which made people's hearts chill. And the red dragon was fearless, with his neck raised and roared, the dragon's eyes were full of blood, and he was stubbornly guarding in front of the palace, staring at the group of people, and fighting at any time.

"All the masters of several major clans have arrived, right?"

Fang Xing glanced at it, he was about to rush out to play prestige, but he wouldn't go out after he was killed.

There are too many masters, just the cultivation of Jindan Mahayana, there are as many as ten people, plus the countless Jindan cultivation, he suspects that within the ruins, at least two-thirds of the masters have come here, facing so many masters, to be honest, even if he is protected by the red dragon, he does not have a sense of security, and people can catch a loophole casually, and it is possible to capture himself immediately.

These people are faintly divided into four major departments, the first three are the first part of the Royal Beast Clan, the first part of the Moon Worship Clan, and the first part of the Fengtian Clan, each of which has three Jindan Great Cultivation Leaders, and His Majesty has followed more than 30 Jindan Cultivators, and in addition to these three major departments, there is also one person, which is the alliance between other small clans and those lonely souls and wild ghosts in the ruins, which can also be regarded as a large part.

Among them, there are also three Jindan Mahayana cultivators, as well as more than 50 Jindan monks with different realms, and their strength is not weak.

After the Ascension Sendai Conference, all the clans got the news of the appearance of the heirs of the Xunlong clan, so they immediately sent a message to their respective clans and led the masters in the clan to come, but it also made the masters above the Ascension Sendai suddenly more than four or five times more. The ministries at this time. It's already a master. Each part only left one or two Jindan Mahayana cultivators and guardian groups. The rest are here.

Fang Xing even felt a little lucky, fortunately he kidnapped Magu in time, if he was a little hesitant at that time, when so many groups of masters were united, he and Chilong were fighting for their lives, and they couldn't make any waves, when they were young, the eldest uncle said to himself. If you want to grab any caravan, you have to do it immediately, and you should rush in front of other mountains, and sure enough, you are right.

"Lord of the Red Dragon, come out and talk about it!"

In the Fengtian clan's camp, an old cultivator with a purple spot on his face shouted in a deep voice, his eyes were calm.

Among the three major golden pills of the Fengtian Clan, he was standing in the middle, and it seemed that his identity was still above the Great Elder Fangzheng.

"Don't go ......"

Fang Xing hid in the palace, taking a large vat in front of him, and the red dragon blocked in front of the vat. shouted loudly: "I won't go to kill me, if you want to talk, let's talk like this." If you dare to rush in, I'll fall into the vat, kill this, and everyone will break up!"

"Uncle, little friend, don't be too impulsive, if you hurt the life of the hemp fairy, the old woman will give you some color to see, don't say that you big insect wants to catch and stew a pot of soup, it is your fine skin and tender meat, it must be excellent to steam it and eat it with vinegar......" In the Yueyue clan, a fat old woman wearing a pink dress but with a bent back laughed.

Dare to threaten yourself and take the risk of grabbing Magu in your hands, isn't it just to avoid being threatened?

Fang Xing's little temper came up all of a sudden, and he jumped to his feet and scolded loudly: "Fuck your uncle's dead old woman, she is so old and still wears a pink skirt, and she has to be a little self-aware when she makes waves, who can be impulsive when she sees you like this?" Tell you that my master, I just won't go out, if you have the ability, you will come in, dare to touch my big dog's finger, I will immediately strangle this stinky girl......"

"Bold ......"

The old woman's face was blue when she was scolded by Fang Xing, and the dragon head staff in her hand went to the clouds, and with a bang, the sky and the earth were dark, and the bright and bright white sun actually had endless moonlight manifested, but one butterfly after another was condensed in the air, overwhelming, and flew out towards the gate of the palace.

"I rub, do you really think I don't dare?"

Fang Xing was furious, lifted the vat with one hand, and choked Magu's neck in the vat with the other.

And the old woman, with a strong look at Sensen, didn't even have the slightest intention of retracting her supernatural powers, as if she wanted to compete with Fang Xing to the end.

Seeing the butterfly skirt flying closer, the red dragon led his neck and roared, ready to pounce, Fang Xing also suddenly pinched the neck of the Magu in the tank, lifted it halfway, and on the small body, it was murderous, unmoving, and there was no intention of coercion.

"Granny Yao is angry, this son really dares to kill ......"

The elder Linglong beside the fat old woman was shocked, and hurriedly came to her side and whispered back.

And a long-haired middle-aged man from the first section of the Royal Beast Clan also spoke softly: "Senior Yao, take the supernatural powers!"

The fat old woman didn't look at Linglong, but looked at the middle-aged man with long hair, and said, "Do you really think he dares to fight hard?"

The middle-aged man said lightly: "We can't afford to gamble!"

The fat old woman immediately stopped talking, and the middle-aged man said "can't afford to gamble", which has made the current situation clear, she stared at Fang Xing for a long time, the dragon head crutches were beaten again, the butterfly shadow in the sky dissipated into nothingness, and the heaven and earth returned to their bright appearance.

The surrounding cultivators breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, they naturally knew that the fat old woman wanted to try Fang Xing's courage to see if there was a chance to take Magu back, but after seeing the scene where Fang Xing raised the mirror and burned Magu to death, they were really worried that the old woman would force Fang Xing to death, strangle Magu to death, and take everyone's desire to leave and return to the ruins...... They absolutely believe that Fang Xing can do it!

"This fellow Daoist, you are so deadlocked with us, and it is useless, seeing that September lifts into the sky, this is the day when the Taishang Dao Palace is fully open, but it is similar to a day, on the way to the ruins, I don't know what is dangerous, and it is not a way for us to delay our efforts here, the old man heard that you are also planning to enter the depths of the ruins, why don't we start earlier?"

In the small clan alliance, an old man with a kind face stood up and asked Fang Xing with a smile.

Fang Xing rolled his eyes and scolded: "Fuck your uncle's old bastard, it's not a good thing to look at it with a smile, you keep away from me, when your little master doesn't know that time is tight?

The old man in the small clan alliance suddenly stiffened, he didn't expect this kid to threaten his scolding, and he would be scolded if he spoke well, his face suddenly looked quite ugly, and he paused before saying: "Isn't there such a red dragon?" The old man has already heard what the hemp fairy said, but he just used the blood of the red dragon as a sacrifice, maybe he doesn't need to hurt his life, and only take a part of the true blood?"

"True blood, your uncle's head......"

Fang Xing became even more annoyed when he heard this, and scolded quite a lot: "This kind of sacrifice is mainly the blood of the soul, blood is drawn and killed, how can there be a sacrifice method that does not hurt your life? Are you your grandson when you are the master? It's so easy to deceive?"

The kind old man was completely reluctant to speak, and glanced at others helplessly.

This little bastard is not very old, and his cultivation is weak, but he is not easy to deceive, and he can't be scared, so it is really difficult to persuade him to be scolded well.

At this moment, the purple-spotted old cultivator in the Fengtian clan suddenly spoke, "If you are reluctant to go to the red dragon, how can you explore the secret?"

Fang Xingdao: "This purple pockmarked face is to the point......

Purple Spotted Old Xiu's face suddenly became very ugly!

Fang Xing said to himself: "To tell you the truth, even if you don't want to hide it, you won't sacrifice my big dog, if you can't do it, I will pinch this girl of the Dragon Hunting Clan to death, and then unlock the seal on the big dog's body and fight with you, but before that, there is another way, that is, you immediately start a search, and use all means to find a Vermilion Bird in this ruins, hehe, if you catch it, everyone will be happy, and you can still cooperate well!"

"Suzaku?"

The faces of the leaders of several major clans sank at the same time, but the two leading cultivators of the Fengtian clan and the Royal Beast clan had no surprise on their faces, it was just cloudy and uncertain, Fang Xing had been using the magic eye technique to look at them, and when they saw this, they understood in their hearts that the Suzaku had appeared in the land of the Hating Sky Clan, and these big clans with spies in the Hate Sky Clan naturally got the news, but first, because the news was not very certain, and secondly, the time was pressing, and it was not easy to find such a Suzaku who knew how to hide himself, so they never paid attention to the Suzaku and just stared at the red dragon that could not be disguised。

This made him feel a kind of pinch in his heart, these old guys are all soft pinching, and he is regarded as a soft pestle, and he is suddenly very unhappy, although he also knows that in the ruins, he is really a soft pestle.

"Little friend, it's not a secret, the old man has also heard about the appearance of the Vermilion Bird, but this matter is difficult to believe, at that time, the fierce bird was only showing its side in the Hate Tian Clan, the appearance resembles the legendary Vermilion Bird, in fact, whether it is or not, and whether the bloodline is pure, it is difficult to predict, plus it is good at hiding, and we are short of time, I am afraid that there is no way to find it out in such a short time, and even if it is found, if the bloodline is not pure, wouldn't it be troublesome?"

Fengtian's Purple Spot Old Cultivator said in a deep voice.

"I'll find it first, I'll make sure it's very pure!"

Fang Xing sneered and said: "Zi Mazi face, I know that you want to be passive and slack off, pretend to find it, and finally want to beat my big dog's idea, but I warn you that it is best not to have this kind of thought, because the master promises you that as long as you can't find the whereabouts of the Vermilion Bird for a day, I won't set off for a day, and if you dare to force me, I will strangle her......"

As he spoke, he lifted the vat in his hand, and played ruthlessly in front of several people who returned to the ruins.

The purple-spotted old man, the obese old woman, the middle-aged man and the smiling tiger old man all had a gloomy face at the same time, this little bastard is not very old, but he acts a little spicy, if what he said is true, everyone really can't help but work hard to find the red bird.

At this time, the most ugly face was undoubtedly the young master hiding in the dark.

It's clearly a big net that he arranged to capture and kill this little bastard, but now he wants to net it on his head......?