"Kill Nie Wendong..."

The man in the mirror gritted his teeth and roared, suddenly noticed the changes in the outside environment, was shocked, and realized something:

"You actually have mustard seed space?!"

Yu Yang looked at it lightly, and he urged him to do it.

Sure enough, just like before, there was only a thick fog on this mirror, and it was impossible to see its fate clearly.

“Speak?”

The person in the mirror calms down.

Prison Yang asked:

"What are you talking about with me? Drought is dead. Could it be that you have other Taoist fruits?"

"You have more than one Taoist fruit in your body?"

The person in the mirror has a faint tone, with a temptation:

"Tell me, your rank map, this god can help you complete the ritual, help you light up the life map, and completely refine the rank!"

"And, I will guide you to the most perfect path to immortals and gods!"

"Fate Map?"

Yang Yu pretended to be moved. The mirror had a strange origin and tried to make a cliché:

"What is the life map?"

"Haha, you have indeed not completed the ceremony."

The person in the mirror smiled strangely:

"Since you helped me kill Nie Wendong, what if I asked you to make a cliché? In ancient times, the Taoist fruit was also known as the "Immortal Foundation", "Spiritual Root" and "Spiritual Source". Only by owning it can you understand the great life map of the Dao in the dark and thus set foot on the road to the immortals and gods."

"Above the life map, there are three thousand great roads and endless Taoist fruit advancement maps, but there are thousands of roads, and there are countless dead ends and dead ends. Choice is far more important than everything!"

"At this moment of recovery, you can meet this God, and this will be the greatest fortune in your life!"

The person in the mirror has a vague tone, and he is extremely capable of bewitching things.

"Daoguo Advanced Map."

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, remembering the deeds of "Lu Sheng" in the fantasy realm of the Tianhai Realm.

"Not bad, Daoguo advanced map!"

The man in the mirror smiles:

"Since you are a master of supernatural powers, you should feel the breath of 'resurrection of all kinds'? As long as you cooperate with this god, you can be ahead when the sky sea cave opens in the future!"

Its tone was ups and downs, trying its best to outline a beautiful future.

Yang Yu was funny and interrupted:

"You said this to Nie Wendong, have you also said it?"

The voice of the person in the mirror came to an abrupt end, and the voice became furious:

"Don't mention that humble beast! A mere ant dares to plot against the gods. When all kinds of people recover, they will surely extract his soul and burn it in the soul-breaking fire for thousands of years, no, ten thousand years!"

It seemed that the most painful scar was revealed. The person in the mirror was furious and jumped his feet. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Let's talk about it next time."

What else did it want to say, but Yang Yu seemed to feel something. With the latter's roar, he put it in the mustard seed space.

Then, close your eyes and enter the gluttony tripod.

In the dark tripod, the evil-suppressing seal emits a faint light.

An illusory line that could only be seen by him was trembling slightly. It was the second living dead man he had built the furnace and his mental power increased.

...

...

Huh!

The breeze blew past the old trees outside the mass grave, making a rustling sound.

"Oh, I'm young after all, I don't know that life is precious."

Yu Taoist came to a new tomb like a ghost, shook his head and sighed.

In the past few days, he has not been too far from Qingzhou City. He has been wandering around the mountains hundreds of miles away. After he noticed Yang Yu's movements, he immediately left the mountain.

"Don't blame me for coming too late. It's really because Prison Yang is too fierce... Don't thank me. If you don't transport your body back to Baizhou, the bad blame for your poor movement will not be on your head."

After bowing gently, Taoist Yu was about to dig a grave when he suddenly heard a "puff" sound.

"who?!"

He was shocked.

Before the thought could be reached, his body had retreated dozens of feet like lightning. While his hands were dancing wildly, there were dozens of hidden weapons, and the venom had already spread all over the world.

Swallows, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, sw

The dense venom and hidden weapons were all lost.

Yu Taoist, who had confirmed that no one was around, had retreated several miles away. He looked around in surprise and doubt, suddenly, his eyes became terrifying.

A scary white palm came out of the lonely grave!

"I sue..."

A zombie fraud?!

Yu Taoist's eyelids twitched, and he immediately discovered something wrong and noticed a weak fluctuation of blood and blood.

"Not dead?!"

Looking at the "Fang Liexue" whose face was as pale as a dead person and whose chest seemed to not rise or fall, Yu Taoist's eyes were straightened.

That night, although he was far away, he also saw the battle between the two.

Fang Lie's blood broke his big tendons, burned out his qi and blood, and was hit hard by the Domineering Fist. He was so angry that he saw it with his own eyes.

How can you not die?!

suspended animation?!

What method of fake death can hide it from Yang Yu, who was born as an executioner?!

Yu Taoist was shocked and confused. He hesitated for a moment and did not escape from a distance, but sent a message from afar:

"Brother Fang?!"

"It's me."

The hoarse and weak voice came, making Taoist Yu even more dumbfounded:

"You, you are not dead?!!"

Kakka ~

Yu Yang moved his muscles and bones hard.

He was too heavy to take action, and that style of domineering fist was unreserved, almost making Fang Liexue's bones and internal organs into meat paste. Even if he had remedies for the next few days, his injuries were still too serious.

The muscles and bones are broken in many places, all internal organs are damaged, the furnace is broken, and almost becomes a sieve, and even blood and energy cannot be saved.

With such injuries, no warrior can survive. Even if he uses the evil seal to refine it into a dead person, he will not be optimistic.

Because the big tendons in his body were broken, if the living dead were not ignorant, they would not even think about moving at all.

"I didn't expect that Brother Fang has such a unique skill?"

Taoist Yu approached and looked at the dying "Fang Liexue" and was amazed:

"I heard that Yang Zhuo Han is born as an executioner. If you don't have any survivors, Brother Fang is really amazing. I wonder what method you used?"

His eyes were weird.

Fang Liexue was not dead, which was much beyond his expectations.

"It's just a lucky thing. Brother Dao has any medicine. If you borrow one or two, you will have to repay it ten times the day..."

With a hoarse voice, Yang Yu secretly cried in his heart.

How could he not see that this Taoist man had a crush on killing?

"Of course there is a medicine for injury, but unfortunately, Brother Fang doesn't need it..."

Yu Taoist's expression was cold.

Fang Liexue is alive, which is definitely not good news for him.

Fang Zhenghao is domineering and fierce. If he knew that this was defeated by him and that Fang Liexue was seriously injured and died, he would have no way to survive in Baizhou.

"How do you say this?"
To be continued...