Thinking of his many years of grievances, he could take revenge at this moment, and Fang Zhenyu's heart gave birth to an incomparably refreshing feeling.

At this moment, at this moment, those who offend our Zhenyu will not end well!

At this time, there was another person who showed a smile, that is, the Qingren who was standing next to Fang Zhenyu, she pursed her lips lightly and smiled, also because of the woman named Fang Qingmei!

At this moment, you are nothing remarkable.

As for the unlucky guy named Fang Ling, Qing Ren wouldn't pay attention to it at all, and even she felt that this person was a bit redundant.

The superfluous people might as well be dead. Qingren, who had this thought in his heart, shook his head lightly.

Although her status is much worse than Fang Zhenyu, she has served by Fang Zhenyu's side for many years, and she knows very well about the temperament of the eldest son of the head of the Fang family.

Maximize interests, he will never let this waste die, he will definitely maximize the value of this waste. As for Fang Qingmei's revenge, as long as he entered the ancestral land and understood the secret of the divine pattern left by his ancestors, it would not be a problem.

At this moment, many people looked at Fang Ling with a sympathetic gaze, in their opinion, this man who was attacked by Senior Brother Fang Zhenyu with a red phosphorus blood python could only wait.

And Fang Qingmei's heart touched her throat, although she had exerted her greatest strength, but she knew Fang Zhenyu's power even more.

She prayed to the heavens to give her the exercise of a blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, she could rush to his approach and help him block the blow.

Time to blink. It's really short, but it's just a short blink of an eye, in Fang Qingmei's eyes. But it is incomparably precious.

She was even willing to use her cultivation in exchange for this blink of an eye.

But there are many things that can be exchanged if you don't want to exchange, at least now she doesn't have any way.

Just when her mind was a little confused, that palm was already close to Fang Ling. One qiē, it seems that it can't be changed.

But. At the moment when the blood-red red phosphorus blood python was about to rush into Fang Ling's body, a big hand as black as ink flew out directly from the void.

These big hands are like an eagle catching a chicken. Directly grabbed the blood python, and then threw it towards Fang Zhenyu.

The red phosphorus blood python that is close to the Yuan Infant level can definitely exceed 100,000 catties of power on its body. But this moment. This blood python is in the big black hand. It's like a toy, and it's thrown out.

Although the blood python was a phantom, it smashed on Fang Zhenyu's body, and still smashed Fang Zhenyu out like a cloth bag.

Fang Zhenyu, who felt that his body was hit by the mountain, didn't react to what was going on, and the big black hand clenched into a black fist again, slamming it on his nose.

After Fang Ling used the Xuanqi Dafa to refine the big hand that he didn't know how many times, the power of one punch could definitely break a mountain peak into pieces. But this time. Fang Ling didn't want to beat Fang Zhenyu to death, so Fang Zhenyu's body was kept intact.

But the seven orifices bleed. The meridians all over the body are broken, but they are indispensable.

As Fang Zhenyu fell to the ground fiercely, the coldness in Fang Ling's eyes, the black palm flashed black, and the red phosphorus blood python that flew towards Fang Zhenyu's body again was submerged into the black giant hand.

The son is unparalleled, as beautiful as jade!

This is the evaluation of Fang Zhenyu by many Fang family disciples, before Fang Qingmei came to the main family, Fang Zhenyu was even the biggest hope of the Fang family's generation.

Even if he has been suppressed by Fang Qingmei over the years, Fang Zhenyu's momentum is still very strong, and there are still many disciples who follow Fang Zhenyu's pace.

But now, when this famous Zhenyu Gongzi came up with a means to fight with that Fang Qingmei, he actually let a chess piece in his hand be beaten to the ground.

It should even be said that it was very wolf bèi beaten on the ground.

What the hell is going on, according to everyone's thoughts, it should be Fang Zhenyu who beat this person to the point of spitting blood and being seriously injured.

Why is this man upside down?

This situation makes many people reluctant to accept it, and even feel a little unacceptable. But the fact is that the imposing Fang Zhenyu Gongzi is like a dog with cramps, and the wolf bèi is lying on the ground unbearable.

Qing Ren was almost the one who had the most contact with Fang Ling among all the people present. She looked at Fang Ling's body, which seemed to have no change, and only felt that her mouth was infinitely dry.

Although she is just a servant girl, it does not mean that her IQ is not good, judging from the current situation, these days Fang Ling does not resist anything, and the situation of not saying anything is not that people accept their fate.

But in the hands of others, there is strength to back, no matter how they and others jump, they are just clowns jumping beams, and they don't put it in people's hearts at all.

The behavior of himself and others, in his eyes, must be very funny, very funny, very ugly!

I have always treated people as fools, but in fact I am the real fool, this feeling makes Qingren feel very unhappy.

However, when her beautiful eyes fell on Fang Zhenyu, who was like a dead dog on the ground, a trace of joy rose in her heart.

Even Fang Zhenyu has been planted, what is he worth.

Compared with the Qing people, Fang Qingmei almost didn't believe his eyes, his son, the son he hadn't seen for twenty years, thought that he was going to fall into Fang Zhenyu's hands and was tortured, at this moment, there was an earth-shattering reversal.

That Fang Zhenyu, even if her bloodline can be suppressed steadily, if she wants to defeat it, she has to use all means.

And now, when he used the red phosphorus blood python hidden in the bloodline to do something to his son, he was directly slapped on the ground by his son's strange black hand.

It's only been more than twenty years, and he feels a little incredible that he has changed from an ordinary cultivator to a Jindan real person, and his son, when he was taken away by his clan in a hurry, was still an ordinary teenager.

Now, there is such a means.

This made Fang Qingmei's heart full of strange tastes. This kind of taste is very weird, joyful, and bitter.

"Evil obstacles, you dare to hurt people in our house, how can I spare you today!" In the midst of the cold shouting, I saw a person coming into the air.

The moment his voice sounded, a jade ruler flew out of his small Qiankun bag. The jade ruler swayed in mid-air, and the rolling cyan color made the jade ruler instantly rise tenfold.

On the jade ruler, ten monsters that look like dragons and non-dragons, snakes and beasts, rush straight up in the jade ruler, and among each giant beast, there is a vast momentum of destruction.

"Dragon's horn!"

Looking at the cyan ruler that rushed up, Fang Qingmei exclaimed. As the best figure of the Fang family's generation, Fang Qingmei naturally would not be unfamiliar with the heavy treasures in this clan.

Legend has it that this dragon horn ruler is made from the horn of the evil dragon that has surpassed the realm of the primordial infant as a raw material. Between the urgings, the ten monster spirits that were beaten into this dragon's horn ruler with great mana will be even more urged.

Each of these spiritual cultivations is not weaker than the peak of Jindan. Coupled with the urging of the Fang family's bloodline, the power of the ten spirits gathered together, even if it was an ancestor at the Yuan Infant level, he could only dodge and did not dare to resist.

All along, this dragon horn ruler has been in the hands of the patriarch of the Fang family, as a magic weapon for the patriarch to suppress the entire clan.

Now, this dragon horn ruler didn't even ask about it, and directly hit Fang Ling, which made Fang Qingmei even more angry in his heart at the moment of great worry.

Your son is a son, is my son not a son?

Although she knew that her current cultivation would be huge damage against the dragon horn ruler, Fang Qingmei still snorted lightly, and the phantom of the winged dragon appeared behind her again.

A pagoda in her hand was raised by her in the air and greeted the dragon horn ruler.

This pagoda is the treasure given to her by the Fang family, and it is usually quite laborious to urge, but this time in order to resist the dragon horn ruler, she urged the shadow of the pterosaur in the bloodline and sacrificed the pagoda with all her might.

But even so, she still knew in her heart that even if she resisted with all her might, she would only be able to resist the dragon horn for a moment.

After all, as the patriarch Fang Longxing, his cultivation was already close to Yuanying, and although he couldn't compare to her in terms of bloodline, his strong cultivation had already offset the increase in mana given to him by this bloodline.

What's more, although this pagoda is good, it is still worse than the dragon horn ruler that is the treasure of the family.

"Ling'er, come to me!"

Fang Qingmei was full of tender advice, which made Fang Ling's spirit a little trance. He looked at the dragon horn ruler that rushed down from the void, and his brow furrowed slightly.

Bloodline power, he had heard this word in the Fang family more than once, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

But now, the treasure ruler that came to sacrifice was obviously only twice as powerful, but under the effect of the blood power behind the person, it actually made this treasure ruler exert twice the power.

Twice the strength sounds like a lot of money, but when a monk fights for life and death, a little more strength can change the overall situation of life and death.

The means of doubling the power can make countless people go crazy and countless people fight!

It seems that this Fang family really has some doorways.

However, at this time, Fang Ling didn't have much time to ponder the Fang family's bloodline problem, although the pagoda that this master's mother desperately shot was not bad, it was still a little short of this treasure ruler.

Now, what he has to do now is to absorb the potential consciousness of the Lord in his body, and naturally he can't let the Mother of the Lord get hurt.

Otherwise, the little fragmented consciousness of the master will not do him any good.

Therefore, Fang Ling did not hesitate, the black Demon Banner in his hand shook, and a pitch-black Xuanqi Gate appeared directly in front of the treasure ruler.

The strange ruler seemed to feel the threat of the Xuanqi Gate, and wanted to retreat, but how could the palm hiding in the Xuanqi Gate allow it to escape? (To be continued......)

PS: Yesterday I had a cold and was strict, and I owe the brothers two more to make up for it today, the old cat does what he says, and the brothers can rest assured.